This one is particularly piercing:
The Six Flags CEO is having to explain the decision to raise prices and eliminate discounts at the company’s parks, in light of the emerging fact that attendance is down by 22% since the decision was made. He said in a statement that the price increase was a result of the company’s problems with what he referred to as “rowdy teenagers.”
We realized that we had discounted too much and we were filling the park with the wrong kinds of customers. So, we only got the discounter or we became a day care center for teenagers. It was a cheap day care center for teenagers during breaks and the summers. So we began raising prices to reduce the numbers of rowdy teenagers running around.
By rowdy teenagers, he means groups of feral black teens who had bought discount tickets before running amok in the parks and beating the shit out of customers who were paying full price. The Six Flag parks were becoming areas that families were learning to avoid.
Please read it all. It’s short, punchy, and angering.
I may have recounted this incident before, so please bear with me if you’ve already heard it. It’s from 1981, when I had begun to question the left-liberalism I’d been soaked in while in college. Two friends of mine, a white middle-class urban liberal couple who worked in higher education, were declaiming about racial injustice to me for reasons I can no longer recall. So I asked the woman whether it would be wrong to sell my house because an influx of Negroes was threatening the property values. She practically screamed at me that it would be my moral duty to remain where I am.
Pretty words and pious sentiments cannot substitute for realism.
Applause to Mike Hendrix for the link.