Hello my friends, guess what? My in-laws are back in town, staying at their vacation house on our street until the first week in December. As you may have remembered, they are from The South. And they suffer from a serious affliction called, "Racism". An even more serious form of racism because they don't believe they are racists. They are still pissed off about the outcome of the "War of Northern Aggression" because their ancestors lost all their slaves and the Plantation homes that were in the family are no longer in the family. Such a tragedy. Let me get out my tiny violin.
Since one of our children is black, we have decided to limit our kids' access to them and make sure either my husband or I are there when our kids are. Last night we had dinner at their house. After dinner our kids went in to the living room to play while the in-laws and my husband and I stayed at the dining room table to talk. And as usually happens, they start bringing up people from my husband's past... people who still live in the tiny Southern town he's from. They talk of the way things are now. This town that is so small there is not even a police department. No stop lights. Only 3 stop signs. One library, two churches and a gas station. The fire department is a volunteer one, which my father-in-law is part of.
So my FIL starts talking about how they took the fire engines to my husband's old elementary school. And my FIL was quite upset at what he saw. Out of 200-300 kids, there were only TEN white kids. He stated that number several times, so we know he actually counted. "The Blacks... (they said) are taking over the school and it's a damn shame." I was literally so shocked, I was speechless. Are they aware one of their grandchildren, who was playing in the next room, is one of those "blacks"? My husband, who was sitting next to me, grabbed my hand and squeezed it hard. Then they talked about the nearest town over and said how "The Blacks" have taken over that school too. (while shaking their head in disgust) My husband squeezed my hand again. A black guy Marshall went to school with is now the principal at that school. My FIL says, "The blacks probably thought he'd be on their side, but he's not. Boy I bet they were surprised." Uh, WTF does that mean? What does it mean to be on "their side"? I didn't ask what they meant by that and neither did my husband. We just sat there in horror, squeezing each other's hands as hard as we could.
The reason why my in-laws believe they are not racist, is that they don't physically mistreat "the blacks" and aren't mean to their faces. In fact they are polite to their faces. So that means they're not racists... according to them.
But God help them if they ever say that kind of crap in front of our kids. Because they will get an earful from us.