Thursday, December 28, 2006
I Do Not Care for the North or Yankees
In 1863, General Robert E. Lee was forced to invade the North. The War of Northern Aggression saw the South illegally invaded by Union forces, and General Lee was forced to bring the war to the Yankees on their own turf. Obviously his invasion proved unsuccessful in the long run. As I sit here in Philadelphia, I think I feel something akin to what my ancestors must have felt as they crossed that invisible Mason-Dixon line into the North. I look at the people here in this city and none of them look like me. I'm not talking about skin tone or ethnic extraction. We are all Americans, certainly…but not of the same mold. I'm talking about behavior, attitude, gait even. Everyone in the streets look like some kind of caricature to me. Everyone looks like they just stepped out of an episode of Law and Order, or a rap video. Even the people’s clothing has graffiti on it. They speak with odd accents. They are rude. They say “yo” all the time. I do not like the North. It’s cold; it’s dingy; it’s dirty; it’s too crowded. In short, I thank God, in all sincerity, that I was not born up here, and that I’ll never have to live here.