Drawing a line and ignoring ignorance
One can scarcely be heard above the racist rants in Central Virginia, and I, for one, have resolved to put my money where my mouth is. Today, I draw a line and obliterate Richmond (and Charlottesville, where I had promised to visit with a friend from Kentucky). I will not spend another dollar in a place where ignorance seems to be contagious.
I would avoid a white supremacy gathering and ignore it, as it deserves to be ignored. I would certainly fear for my safety in such a place.
I had hoped to see the Native American exhibit at the Virginia Museum of Fine Arts and the December GardenFest of Lights, but I will boycott Richmond. I will not renew my museum membership. I will miss the book sale at Richmond Public Library, unique shopping places, and favorite Richmond restaurants. I will especially miss concerts, opera and ballet.
I will not spend so much as a quarter on the expressway in a place where mobs rule and a mad population is bent upon erasing history.
There are parts of history I would love to erase, but no sane person would exercise that option. I turn off Richmond TV stations rather than watch people willingly infect themselves with cultural, terminal Alzheimers.
Discrimination, in any form, is sickening.