And the subheading is even better!
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Larry Cummings. Got it. Added to Prime Asshole list. Looks like he is a repeat asshole offender as well. Fun stuff.
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We’ll exile him to Staten Island.
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It’s about time we all took God back from 'Murka.
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Well, I think we have an answer to the question of what might cause Greta Thunberg to break her stride. Absolutely nothing.
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Maybe not trump inspired but…
Guy is definitely an asshole.
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Wow. Clueless much?
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I’ve melet people who insisted that the enslaved mostly felt lucky and very happy, and you know after the war, some went north, then came right back and begged to work for their masters again! 
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Yeah, and response should be (citation needed).
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I hear that white guys long to go back to living in under the local baron, in company towns and getting black lung disease.
True fact.
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As a native WVian who grew up listening to the mine report on AM radio every morning, yeah, that would be a no. Amazing how white people just assume that what is obvious for us is just not applicable to others. OK, not really amazing at all, but it is sad.
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I get that all the time, because I’m living between rural Indiana and south side Chicago. I do my best to point out whenever appropriate that city knowledge is valuable and skilled TOO, because there’s a real sense that what rural white men think is important is the only real stuff, and everything and everyone else is inferior.
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Asking to come back? Perhaps. Willing to come back? Also perhaps, but with some … conditions. This is a transcript from a David Blight lecture in 2008, part of his civil war and reconstruction course that year. The whole set of lectures is available at https://oyc.yale.edu/NODE/146. It may be a little off topic here, but I love it too much not to post it in reply to the “slaves begged to come back” canard.
“Well, this is in the summer of ‘65. What had the war meant? Jordan Anderson had been a slave in Tennessee. He’s living in Ohio now. The war’s over. He gets a letter from his old master, whose name was Colonel P.H. Anderson. And Jordan’s living in Dayton, Ohio. And he writes back, to Colonel Anderson. He says, “Thank you very much for your letter.” Anderson wants him to come back. “Dear Sir, I got your letter, and was glad to find you had not forgotten old Jordan, and that you wanted me to come back and live with you again, promising to do better for me than anybody else can. I have often felt uneasy about you. I thought the Yankees would’ve hung you long before this for harboring Rebs they found at your house. I suppose they never heard about you going to Colonel Martin’s to kill the Union soldier that was left by his company in their stable. Although you shot at me twice before I left you, I did not want to hear of your being hurt, and am glad you are still living. It would do me good to go back to the dear old home again, see Miss Mary and Miss Martha and Allan and Esther and Green and Lee. Give my love to them all, and tell them I hope we will meet in a better world, if not in this. I would’ve gone back to see you all when I was working in the Nashville Hospital, but one of the neighbors told me Henry intended to shoot me, if he ever got a chance.
I want to know particularly what the good chance is you proposed to give me. I’m doing tolerably well here. I get $25.00 a month with victuals and clothing, have a comfortable home for Mandy” — that’s his wife. “The folks here call her Mrs. Anderson, and the children, Millie Jane and Grundy, go to school and are learning. The teacher says Grundy has a head to be a preacher. They go to Sunday school, and Mandy and me attend church regularly. We are kindly treated. Sometimes we overhear others saying, ‘Them colored people were slaves down in Tennessee.’ The children feel hurt when they hear such remarks, but I will tell them it was no disgrace in Tennessee to belong to Colonel Anderson. Many darkies would have been proud, as I used to was, to call you ‘Master.’ Now, if you will write and say what wages you will give me, I will be better able to decide whether it would be to my advantage to move back again. As to my freedom, which you say I can have, there’s nothing to be gained on that score as I got my Free Papers in 1864 from the Provost Marshal General of the Department of Nashville. Mandy says she would be afraid to go back without some proof that you are sincerely disposed to treat us justly, and we have concluded to test your sincerity by asking you to send us our wages for the time we served you. This will make us forget, and forgive old scores, and rely on your justice, and friendship, in the future. I served you faithfully for thirty-two years, and Mandy twenty years. At $25.00 a month for me, and $2.00 a week for Mandy, our earnings would amount to $11,680.00. Add to this the interest for the time our wages has been kept back, and deduct what you paid for our clothing and three doctors’ visits for me and pulling a tooth for Mandy, and the balance will show what we are in justice entitled to. Please send the money, by Adam’s Express, care of V. Winters Esquire, Dayton, Ohio.” He goes on another paragraph, and then there’s a P.S. “Say howdy to George Carter, and thank him for taking the pistol from you when you were shooting at me.” “
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Not really inspired by Trump, but certainly brought to a very dangerous cusp by him:
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Roy Moore is out with 6.8% of the vote. Still hard to feel good as who might prevail are no winners themselves.
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