“Why did the racist cross the road?”
“Why?”
“To take part in a demonstration against racism.”
“Why would a racist take part in a demonstration against racism?”
“He was confused.”

*

“Knock.  Knock.”
“Who’s there?”
“A racist.”
“A racist who?”
“A racist who wants to feel superior to other racists, but does not know how.”
“I know how.”
“How?”
“Be delusional.”
“Oh yeah.  Thanks.  Can I come in?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“My narrow-mindedness is not big enough for both of us.”

*

A racist walked into a bar, and the bartender said, “What will it be?”
And the racist said, “I’ll have a White Russian, please.”
The bartender leaves and returns with a Black Russian.
“What’s this?” said the racist.  “I ordered a White Russian, and you bring me a Black Russian.”
“Sorry,” said the bartender, “but the government made us an equal-opportunity bar with a minority quota system.”

*

“How many racists does it take to change a light build?”
“How many?”
“Just one, but the light bulb has to be white.  Racists won’t change colored lights.”

*

Is the Ku Klux Klan a club for people who are ashamed to show their pointed heads?

*

“How do racists cool off in the hot weather?”
“I dunno.”
“They don’t run so fast.”

*

“Where do racists go for vacation?”
“I dunno.  Where?”
“Xenophobia.”
“Where is that?”
“Yes.”
“No, where is it?”
“Where is what?”
“Xenophobia.”
“It’s where racists go for vacation.”
“Okay, but where is it geographically?”
“Somewhere over the rainbow.”
“Somewhere over the rainbow is not a geographic location.”
“And this is not a joke.”
“Why?”
“Because it is not funny.”
“Well then, let’s end it.”
“Okay, but then what do we do?”
“We can go to Xenophobia.”
“Okay, but what will we do there?”
“Spend our time writing never-ending-not-funny jokes about racism, hatred, and strawberries.”
“Racism, hatred, and strawberries?  Why strawberries?”
“I dunno.  Just for a little variety, I guess.”

*

“What do you get when you cross a racist with an Elvis impersonator?”
“I dunno.  What do you get when you cross a racist with an Elvis impersonator?”
“You get an Elvis impersonator who is racist.”

*

The people gathered as an angry Black man spoke:
“You and your White privilege!  You have no right to speak about racism because you don’t know what it is like to be Black!  You don’t know what it is like to face discrimination every day.  You have no right to speak about anything involving my race, no right whatsoever.”

And then the Black activist went on to speak about the police and political leaders and how they are racist with their racist policies.  This Black activist had never been a police officer or a political leader, but he felt that he had every right to talk about them.  He never realized how he denied this same free-speech right to his fellow human beings who happened to be White.  It never entered his mind at all as he demanded equality for Black people.

I wanted to ask this Black activist about the Black people who owned Black slaves, and how these Black slaveowners did not want slavery abolished.  Were these Black people racist, or simply good business people making a profit on cheap labor?

I wanted to ask this Black activist whether Black lives still mattered when it came to Black gang violence.

I wanted to ask this Black activist some other questions, too, but the blog ended and he disappeared.