We get it, it isn’t the 1950’s anymore… (Or): What goes on in my head when I am alone in a car on a long drive: The crack squirrel chronicles… part 9…

On the other hand, it isn’t the 1850’s either… when, the odds are, your own relatives were being treated like crap when they showed up in America… so stop whining.

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