The shuttle driver was in Fort Myers, not in DC. Blacks in DC are a different culture than blacks in the south. Blacks in DC actually have jobs.

And if you’re trying to make an argument that the rich whites here exploit cheap black laborors, you’re sorely mistaken. The cheap workers are exploited illegal mexicans. The blacks just don’t work at all. But both demographics sure do love to suckle on the nipple of government hand-outs! And the mexicans don’t ride the busses. They can pack a good 10 or 15 of themselves into the cab of a 1977 Chevy pickup.

I ask you this question. How can you not be a little bitter? How can you not be bitter when you, as a hard worker, have to fork over a large portion of your income to directly benefit people who are lazy or who are here illegally?

Well, I live in Florida and they are many Black folks living in Florida perhaps not in the affluent areas like Fort Meyers and the areas around that airport….but
those wealthy folks sure like their hotel rooms to be cleaned, pools to be cleaned etc. but after they do their work for the wealthy…they take the bus out back to their homes. Well, as Jeb Bush says in private, ” the poor have too much and the Rich don’t have enough”

I was an urbanite also, born in Philly, resided in LA and San Diego, even ran for a while in Vegas, and all the while I told myself I could never be a rural kind of guy.

Where am I now? Slugging it out with mother nature in Humboldt County Cali, the weirdest, oddest, most interesting place I have ever lived. I never imagined myself living in a place such as this, dairy farmers in the south, left-over hippies to the north, and yet, after three years, I can’t imagine living anywhere else.

One thing about country livin’ … the pace of life is a bit slower, the people are a tad (hell a LOT) more neighborly, and the local politics, well, let’s just say for all the football games I covered as a sports writer, none were as rough or violent as local politics.

There’s something about being removed from the hustle, the bustle, the urban life … can’t name it, maybe it comes with not only enjoying mother nature, but smoking her too … hmmm … now there’s a thought … say hello to my fellow Keystone-staters …