Wisteria Festival

I was at the Sierra Madre Wisteria Festival today. One day a year they have it. There were probably 50,000 people walkin' around Sierra Madre along a corridor maybe a quarter mile long. Guess what there was not one of. Negroes. Not one. that defies pure probability, my friends. something else was a work. You know what it was? Race. Negroes and Anything Regarding flowers just do not compute in the known universe. For the record, there also weren't any Sandniggers there. Flowers and Islam do not compute. Now I'm not saying that Negroes and Islam are the same. I'm just saying they do share one common trait: obliviousness to "what flowers mean." flowers mean "civilization." For the record there were a FEW Mexicans and a lotta chinks. Your chinks and gooks and slopes and flips and cambodes and japs like flowers. Flowers quiet the soul. Negroes and Muslims don't know what that would even be for, soul-quieting. Flowers are CLEAN. Negroes and Muslims are uncomfortable in clean surroundings. They like to wreck the place. Rubble is what quiets their souls, not flowers. If there had been niggers there I would have said so and I would have confessed my confusion and befuddlement. BUT.....they weren't there. Not a one.