Zad wrote:
Eyesore wrote:
Zad wrote:
That's what I was saying, Ken, yes. Still disagree with the thinking, I mean, I don't go around despising all Muslims because a few blew themselves up in London...
Would you be able to say the same thing if they blew up your mother?
I like to think so. If a black man saved DEA's life, would she change her opinion of them? :roll: Stupid question.
But you can't say for sure.
Let me tell you a story. In 1996 I got stationed in Little Rock, Arkansas. My suite-mate (the guy who shared the bathroom with me) was from Memphis. He was raised a racist. He had racist tattoos on his body, but by the time I met him he was questioning his beliefs. He joined the Air Force under the whole White is Right, White is Might pretense, but he wasn't too stupid to realize that all these people of different cultures that he was meeting simply weren't like he was taught they were.
He was a fairly skinny guy, he taught Combat Arms so he was outside a lot in the Arkansas heat and he often found himself dehydrated. One day he was extremelely dehydrated (it's fucking hot down there) and he collapsed in his room. Luckily his door was open. A Mexican cop he didn't know happened to walk by, this Mexican saw him in his room, got him breathing again, called an ambulance, went to the hospital with him and stayed with him for 12 fucking hours!! These two had never met before. This Mexican, a person he was raised to hate, saved his life. And that's two-fold. They became great friends, we all did. Santiago was a fucking cool motherfucker!
I saw the evolution of my friend, I saw him as he struggled with it all, as he slowly covered his racist tattoos and became a new person with a new way of thinking. Then Social Distortion, one of his favorite bands, released White Light, White Heat, White Trash and that was what lead him to "rebirth," so to speak. On it there is a song called "I Was Wrong," the lyrics detail Mike Ness' struggle with drug addiction and how he blamed everyone else. This song was THE song of my friend's life, it redefined him. The lyrics were written for a different reason, but are universal. They're about being wrong and blaming others for YOUR mistakes:
Oh, when I was young
I was so full of fear
I hid behind anger, held back the tears
It was me against the world
I was sure that I'd win
But the world fought back, punished me for my sins
I felt so alone
So insecure
I blamed you instead, made sure I was heard
And they tried to warn me
Of my evil ways
But I wouldn't hear what they had to say
I was wrong
Self destruction's got me again
I was wrong
I realize now that I was wrong
And I think about my loves
Well, I've had a few
Well, I'm sorry that I hurt them
Did I hurt you too?
I took what I wanted
Put my heart on the shelf
But how can you love me when you don't love yourself?
It was me against the world
I was sure that I'd win
The world fought back, punished me for my sins
And they tried to warn me
Of my evil ways
But I couldn't hear what they had to say
I was wrong
Self destruction's got me again
I was wrong
I realize now that I was wrong
I was wrong, yeah
I was wrong
I grew up fast
And I grew up hard
Something was wrong from the very start
I was fighting everybody
I was fighting everything
But the only one that I hurt was me
I got society's blood running down my face
Somebody help me get outta this place
How could someone's bad luck last so long?
Until I realized that I was wrong
I was wrong
Self destruction's got me again
I was wrong
I realize now that I was wrong
I was wrong
Self destruction's got me again
I was wrong
The only moment that I was me
I was wrong
In 1999 right before we both went to Korea we went and saw Mike Ness on his solo tour, we hung out after but Mike Ness never came out of his tour bus. I then spoke with his tour manager and she explained that he was still inside, I pulled her aside and kind of gave her a rundown of what I just told you guys above. She went inside, spoke to Mike, and he agreed to see. This motherfucker was so fucking cool! He hung out with us for two fucking hours! We sat and talked about everything from the Air Force to the early days of Social Distortion. My friend thanked Mike for writing that song from the bottom of his heart, because that was song was THE defining moment in his life up to that point. Mike accepted the thanks with heartfelt thanks of his own, for giving him a greater appreciation of the meaning of his words and for serving in the Air Force. It was awesome. To see what that did to my friend and Mike, two totally different people, to see how it all affected both of them was amazing. It was one of the best moments of my life.
So, Zad, to answer your question and discredit your silly little smiley, people can, in fact, change. I have seen it first hand from a tried and true racist, a hateful man. Yes, people can change. Would DEA change? No idea, but I think you guys aren't listening to her enough to realize that she's really not a hateful person.