This morning on the way to work I was sitting in traffic next to a pickup truck that had a horn that played "Dixie," just like the General Lee in The Dukes of Hazzard. As he pulled away I saw the lettering on the back window that read "SOUTHEN BOY" (sic). Swear to god. And yesterday, different truck, a bumper sticker with the Confederate flag that said "DON'T APOLOGIZE FOR BEING WHITE." Okay, I won't.
Ahh, the southland.
On the same topic, I went out to lunch at a new Mexican place yesterday for my boss's birthday with some women from the office. Soon after we sat down my boss said, regarding some of the other diners in the restaurant, "It's kind of strange seeing Asian people in a Mexican restaurant." I just turned to her as we sat at our table of six Caucasians snacking on tortilla chips and salsa with Spanish-language pop music playing in the background and stated the obvious: "No more so than seeing us in a Mexican restaurant."
She reluctantly agreed.