Can't we all just get along?

I had a chance to talk to my friend Cory yesterday and, as usual, we fought about the Presidency of Barack Obama. See Cory is a former conservative turned libby and I am trying to save his soul from damnation and Nancy Pelosi. What got me up in arms is an interview I saw on NBC where Janeane Garafolo said that everyone who attended the tea parties are "racist red neck teabaggers." For those, who don't know what the term means, look it up...I don't want to be responsible for teaching you about it. I already had to explain to my mom and that was oh so wrong!

Cory doesn't think everyone who is against Barack Obama is racist but he does think that we (honkeys) are ingrained to be racist from birth (esp. Southern honkeys). I totally disagree because I was raised in a household to respect all people regardless of race. Even though I had relatives who were "old school" and felt different races should not marry, I was never told anything negative about anyone. 

This topic really upsets me because I believe racism in reverse is becoming more acceptable and because white people do not want to seem racist, they don't say anything. Why can't we have NO segregation? Having magazines, clubs, pageants, tv channels, etc. devoted to one race is absurd! Can you imagine if white people tried to do this?

Off my soapbox...

The rest of the conversation was hilarious, as usual. When we talk we follow the "stream of consciousness" technique where we just segue into topics in the most random way. We used to work together and every morning we would devote a few minutes to catch up on what was happening...especially Mondays. I would come in and tell him about my weekend adventures with family, dating, church, friends, and he would tell me what medications he took. Then we laughed and sometimes played jeopardy (but never did anything racist...righ, Cory?...private joke). 

Now that we don't work together anymore, I don't have that outlet, and when we do talk, we have a lot to catch up on... We've had a lot of funny things happen to us over the years so I may intersperse our tales every now and then.

Here's one to get you started...

Several years ago we had a revival at New Life (this is when Cory was still a Pentecostal...the best time in his life!) and we had a certain evangelist as the guest. After the service, people were waiting to have him pray over them because we was supposedly quite the prophet. Cory and I were standing right near the front watching different people go up and suddenly we hear "the prophet" say..."that couple, you there...please come up.  God wants to save your marriage." We looked around because we were so not married and surely a prophet would have known that, right? How about God help us get married before He saves it. A friend of ours who was there got so excited because she felt like it was sign from God that we should be together. That evangelist never came back.*

*That one wasn't too funny...I'll do better next time.