Here’s what happened: My granddaughter and her boyfriend, had a couple friends from the Chicago suburbs, down to stay with them for a few days. They went boating and did a lot of fun things. My granddaughter and her boyfriend have tattoos and he has his hair braided.
My granddaughter and her boyfriend are currently living in a sweet apartment in downstate Illinois, where they were, until May, both in college. She just graduated. He’s is still in school,
Anyway, as I said, they were having fun and decided to go golfing, which her boyfriend does up here. They rented two golf carts. My granddaughter and her boyfriend are white, their friends are not. One of the golf carts hit a pothole on the course, and broke.
A woman who saw it happen, sneered at them, and called someone. The golf people came and took one look at them and separated them, asking them all kinds of inappropriate questions, blaming them for breaking the cart on purpose.
Those people kept telling their African American friend to calm down, when he wasn’t doing, or saying, anything at all. (she has that on a video). They were very threatening toward him and asking him if he wanted them to call the police, to which he said, “Yes, call them and stop speaking to me as if I’m uneducated. I’m not.”
My granddaughter told them that if they didn’t look the way they did, they would have apologized, given them a new golf cart, and let them go on their way.
They kept telling the kids that the guy who was older, overweight, and questioning them, had had three strokes, as if it would be THEIR fault if he got upset and dropped dead. Why was he there? WHO WAS HE?
They told the kids that they would have to pay for the damages to the cart and the kids said they wouldn’t, since the grounds were not kept in proper condition and it wasn’t THEIR FAULT. The people questioning them wouldn’t even look at the pothole.
Those racist and hateful people would not stop harassing them, so my granddaughter’s boyfriend called his mother and told her to get their lawyer. The people were nicer to them after that.
The fact that the golf people kept telling their friend to CALM DOWN, when he is one of the most quiet people around, goes to show how hateful and violent people can be. They kept pushing him, doing their best to get him to act out. He didn’t go for it. She also said they talked to him as if he were a two year old.
I was so furious, when she was telling me what happened, I wanted to go down there and…well, let’s just say that I was angry and I still am.
A lot of people downstate don’t like people from Chicago. They don’t like people who are different than they are. The thing is…I can’t tell you HOW GRATEFUL I AM THAT WE ARE DIFFERENT THAN THEY ARE. Because we can talk all we want to about all of us all being one, but in reality, WE ARE NOT ONE. We aren’t anything alike.
All of us will never will be ONE. Not unless another meteor hits the earth and the three survivors have to put up with each other in order to stay alive. Once that’s over with, I’m sure they would go their separate ways and never see each other again.
We aren’t all alike. We never will all be alike. We’re taught to be different by our culture, circumstances and environment and those lessons make all the difference in the world.
Horrible things happen in Chicago. Horrible things happen everywhere, but this one incident shows the small mindedness of people. A good friend of mine lives there and she would agree. She hates a lot of what goes on in that small town. On the other hand, when my granddaughter was waitressing, between classes, she met some wonderful women, who had each other’s backs. Nothing is usually all good or bad. But we are all DIFFERENT, and wherever we go, we seek out people we recognize as members of our tribe. We have to face the fact that there will always be them and us. If we don’t recognize that, we won’t be able to move forward, we’ll just keep pretending. There is no talking about issues, when the issues are as big as they are.
We are TRAINED to be different from each other. And that’s exactly what we are.