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I am a man about the business of taking care of business, minding my own business and staying out of yours. I don't care what devices people use to separate themselves from others (religion, money, race, gender, class, intelligence etc.) at the end of the day you came from the earth and so shall you return. The only advice I have is try to live and love without fear.

Friday, March 27, 2015

George doughnut

     There was a guy name George who wanted to be special in life, he always felt that if given the chance he could be a writer or a doctor. He loved helping people especially his own. George was taught cultural heritage and pride at a very young age which his uncles really drove home the awesomeness of greats like Harriet Tubman, Marcus Garvey and Martin L. King Jr, just to name a few. George loved history and learning things from the past about the world. One day George and his uncle were driving thru a small town in Mississippi for spring break to go fishing. Clevis, George's uncle promised him he'd take him for making the dean's list his first year in college last quarter. George not having many friends enjoyed family time with his uncle as they were on thier way to Miller's pond. They spotted a sigh that read "World renown best hot and ready in town." This doughnut sigh had a large kid with frilly hair, a big doughnut strapped to it's back with a glaring smile. George became excited and asked if they could stop for doughnuts on thier journey. George loves food so much he has to be advised not to over do it. So they get to the shop at four thirty am and the aroma of fresh doughnuts were captivating.This was the oldest doughnut shop in town.The owner started from a used tire shop his dad owned and turned into a well know family business in Mississippi around the 1800's. Outside as well as inside George loved looking at all the trinkets at the shop. He's so infatuated he realized he hadn't placed his order. Uncle Clevis reminded George that they had a schedule to keep if he wanted to learn to fish, so he stepped to the counter to place his order. "I'll have a small cup of coffee, 2 plain and 2 chocolate cakes please," with the biggest smile on his face. George was in heaven. As they awaited thier order he noticed a flyer that introduced the story behind the history of Ralph's Doughnut Shop. George's second love. The flyer gave directions of the museum that was free to the pubic and George wanted to see the story of his now favorite doughnut shop in the world. Luckily for George it was only footsteps away down the hall. So they set out to go check out the museum. When they arrived they saw all kinds of old black and white photos of the family and tire shop that once stood in the place of the doughnut shop. George was in bliss as he read some of the captions on the awards and certificates. The room was not a very large place, filled with an abundance of history. There was a door to this other room that was showing small two minute clips of promos and commercials. As they watched this footage George became very upset. It showed people in black face dancing in rags as buffoons and singing demeaning songs about blacks and thier love for sugary treats. The things he saw had his blood boiling, to the point he wanted nothing more to do with this doughnut place. George was very disturbed by this. As they started down the hall on their way out, they became confused and went into what looked like a office with a reception and other employees. George couldn't believe what he saw, there were about six or seven cubicals and one or two large offices with blacks facilitating business like matters. "Can I help you?" Replied one of the ladies as they entered the room. I need to get the number to the corporate office please, George responded. Well is there something wrong she questioned."Have you seen the film in the museum?" asked George. "That's what's wrong!" George and uncle Clevis tried really hard to calm down."No I haven't, but I can tell you both are upset, let me get that number for you." She then began to walk to her desk and more of the other employees noticed that George and Uncle Clevis made a big fuss about the film they saw and one of the guys called security. George was amazed at the fact so many blacks there hadn't seen the disturbing images right down the hall from them and how they all seemed unbothered by it. George was infuriated. Security who also was black, came and demanded that they leave immediately, as there became an uproar from the other employees there. Pushing and shoving, the security guards escorted George and Uncle Clevis out of the building; which created quite a disturbance like from a movie of some sort. Some of the employees who had never seen the film wanted to know why George and his Uncle was so upset. They began to leave their desk to go see the film only a few steps away. After a few minutes the blacks at the office became upset as well and in disbelief of what they saw in the museum, they colluded to walk out. Others wanted answers so they requested that the owner's son come down and talk to them about this film being displayed in the museum for everyone to see. The young owner refused and demanded they return to work immediately or be reprimanded. They were also escorted out of the building, where they met with George and his Uncle Clevis. Moments later they heard police sirens and a rush of people to follow, what was turning very ugly quickly. Somehow the local news station got wind there was a disgruntled work related issue going on between the black employees and the owner over unfair treatment at the work place. This was beginning to stir up the masses in this small rural Mississippi town something they'd never seen before or was expecting from a young man's love for doughnuts. One of the employees before leaving made a copy of the film and uploaded it to social media and it went viral. People who had no knowledge of this film could view it for the first time. Others who knew of this history about this famous shop had no idea of this uncovered information. It was quit unsettling.....To be continued.