How We Inherit our Racism and Prejudices: A Story of a Southern Racist
The voice came on the radio, slowed by the syrupy, languid humidity of the Deep South. My home. Born and raised in Central Florida, a place as deeply redneck and cracker as Georgia, Alabama or Mississippi. I cringed.
“Idiot,” I thought, the quicksilver judgment whipping into my consciousness before I had a chance to censor it.