Back in November while clicking around the internet machine - eavesdropping on facebook - reading what people are talking about to one another- friends' conversations or so I imagine- (it seems I cannot understand why people want to expose their lives in pictures like this- I mean they'll seemingly post everything they do
and have done as if there's a mad rush to conquer mortality by showing the world not only pictures of you and your latest tattoos but of your children and their friends and filling in profiles so Zuckerburg and Co can let everyone know its your birthday) I am like the rest in this regard in wanting to share or show off or expose (myself, of course) to whomever finds their way to my pages my thoughts and passions and diary-like expositions in the vainglorious expectation that someone will approve or not and by so doing let me know. If not so I tell myself I'll just continue to have this conversation with myself after all its just a blog. I sign up on other social media such as the facebook and click on those groups which I think I'll enjoy and spend some time reading the comments and especially enjoying the photographs that some people have included such as snapshots of old neighborhoods and landmarks and places where I had once been a kid or where my grandparents came from-stuff like that; and then there's the common pursuit of baseball fans (pick a sport) banding together to talk about their teams and players. Innocuous enough or so you would think. I hooked up with one of these- one of several New York Mets fans sites; calling themselves NY Mets Fans Who Don't Give A Damn How Many Rings the Yankees Have, a group much like many others- baseball enthusiasts, opinionated, not looking to harm anyone just enjoying the hometeam comraderie of, well, baseball conversations. But as I read along with the seemingly well-schooled opinions I would notice an undercurrent that would be immediately recognizable to anyone who has ever found themselves in the wrong neighborhood of say, Queens, N.Y. circa 1958 or has voted Republican in every election since then:
Nov 5, 2014
Now correct me if I'm out of line but haven't you heard talk like this before? Perhaps in a neighborhood bar -a sports bar catering to Archie Bunker and his friends - or perhaps at a Steve Scalise rally ( now I'm being obnoxious). But just listen(read) John C's words; "half of them aren't even American"..."came into our country".
And then we find:
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