CHANGE—said the man in the mirror. What we think we get. Life’s like that. So when I found myself a victim of a tainted
drink (see last months story, The Poison Cup), I had to ask myself, what was I
thinking?
Looking back I see now that it all
began with an Alabama license plate on the rental car we used on our trip to
Southern California.
We’re
from Pensacola, Florida, and we were somewhat disappointed with the Alabama
tags. My first thought was, “Great! People are going to think we’re a couple of
racist bible thumpers traveling with two pit bulls.”
After
the Mexican girl in San Diego corrupted my drink, with God only knows what, my
first thought was I wonder if this car has a front plate on it? Did she see that Alabama tag and peg us for
racist haters?
It
may have very well been a racist gesture on the young ladies part, but it was
created by my own intolerant thoughts of Southern white people in general.
Blame always lies within ourselves.
The
world we know is of our own creation. I
created a vision of Southern white intolerance, and that’s what life handed
me. Mind your thoughts!
