The Flatliner Diaries for Thursday, March 16, 2006

Thursday, March 16, 2006

Knowing Where The Racial Boundaries Are

My two boys were sitting around the dinner table the other night calling each other "cracker". As with most things these days, it began to get a little out of hand, when the smallest, 11, yells at the oldest, 12, "Stop calling me a cracker. It's a racial slur." Ever the reluctant umpire, I stepped... Sign in to see full entry.

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