|For Black History Month: Bob’s Homecoming
||[Feb. 27th, 2012|07:42 pm]
The American Caliban
This is Bob Trout’s story and not mine, so I’ll do my best to transcribe:
When we came back from Vietnam, the protesters were waiting for us. It wasn’t just yelling and a little spitting, it was a lot of throwing stuff. We had nowhere to go and no way around it. And these cabbies, all black guys, just came in and rescued us. They were taking bottles and shit. And they just rolled on in and took the guys to the strip clubs and bars and whorehouses, wherever they needed to go, without any complaint and at some real personal risk. I want everyone to know about that.
And as usual, we get a different perspective on everything from Mr. Trout.
Mirrored from Be My Blog.