Why are churches so racially segregated?

It does come off rude, but I'm pretty sure they don't mean it that way. Its probably one of the reasons it doesn't bother my wife too much. She feels more embarrassed than anything, especially when they invite someone else to touch her hair. "Come here, you gotta feel her hair." My daughter gets that a lot too. Its a little annoying to me.

 

Kind of along the lines of touching a pregnant womans tummy. Never quite understood that one either.

"Yes, I am huge pregnant, miserable, and ready to explode, ...please touch my stomach and invite your kids and any passing stranger to do the same."

Along the same lines as the hair touching for me. A little disrespectful regardless of the intent.

 

Yeah, I'm sure they don't mean it. I've never heard of this before until now.

 

Vito, that must be a northern thing. I grew up 5 miles from the city limits of Atlanta, we are 90 to 10 or vice versa depending on which side of the proverbial "tracks" you are on. I grew up in an area that was pretty much 50/50 and never heard anyone want to touch hair like that. Could be because we grew up around each other, I don;t know. very weird, strange and disrespectful to the fullest if you ask me.

I have avoided this thread, but you guys have made it a VERY VERY intersting and classy read. I cannot believe guys who "spit venom" at each other over what a mature deer is, or where you hunt makes your johnson bigger could remain so civil in a religion thread...lets me know you are all classy dudes who just have a serious passion for deer, but at the same time understand the differences we share in our day to day lives.

 

If every Kentuckian is like you Josh, I bet its a pretty decent place.

Hopefully I can make it down there for some bowhunting one of these years, and see for myself.

 

I gather from some of what you say that your wife is black. Try to understand that almost noone on the U.P. is black. So that sort of accounts for the staring. It may seem a bit impolite, but it's not hostile. It's just that you can live your entire life on the U.P. and not see a black person in the flesh.

On the other hand, there are varying degrees of hostiity towards Indians there. I'm Oriental and I have been asked several times if I belong to the local tribe. (We have a cabin up there.) When I explain that I am of Japanese descent, I can see them visually relax. It's sort of amusing.

I realize that it can feel uncomfortable to be different. That's probably why people of different races tend to self-segregate. I have made a point of making myself visible though and I am becoming part of the local group. People tend to remember me because I"m a bit unusual. Your wife would probably have the same experience.



May The Sheep Be With You

 

I completely understand that, and thats why I said most of it is the result of ignorance.

 

igorance ?? Imagine coming from a rural background with your home town being 1500 people. Until I went to college... I might have seen 3 blacks in person up to that point. The college was very small and they imported 5 blacks for the basketball team. Yes I was curious because I was never around them... but never had the urge to feel their hair. 3 were good guys and the other two were snobs. Tyrone was the best one out of the bunch. Great sense of humor and a blast to be around.

The trouble makers were the Canadians who came to play hockey. Fun bunch but always getting into trouble. We had boxing night every so often on our wing with them so they could stay practiced up for their game. They really liked the fighting. Smoke bombs thrown in our room through the false ceiling since our wall a joined theirs. We would grab it before it really got smoking and would throw in back in their room. Fire alarm would go off and they would get in trouble. LOL They had a thing for stealing stop signs and yield signs for their room decorations. They got nailed on that with the last smoke bomb incident.

One of my roomates was pretty wild. He was a 38 year old biker/vietnam vet. He was built like a brick **** house and tougher then hell. He was my roommate the second year. I got along with him great. The rest of the dorm stayed out of his way... especially when he was drinking. Trust me... when you are sleeping and then being woke up because he picked the end of your bed up about 3 - 4 feet and dropped it at 3 in the morning cause he was drunk and he wanted to talk...was maybe a bit rude... but he had some very interesting stories to tell. He also had some very bad stories to tell. Drinking brought out a lot of bad memories for him. I was the only one he would talk to.

I was pretty ignorant when I started college and it was a very good experience. Really enjoyed meeting a lot of people from different backgrounds. The folks always brought us up to judge people on the inside... not outside. Glad they did !! I think my mon was a bit scared for me when I told her my roomate was a bad assed biker though !!

Tim

 

Isaiah,

I mean nothing bad when I say this as you said your dad was a Jehovah whitness.

My discussions have been quite the opposite. I've had a few Catholics try and jam their beliefs on to me but the JW's In my area used to go way over board. They wouldn't leave after I'd listen to them speak. I'd kindly ask them to leave after listening to them and they'd just stand there and keep rambling on. Finally enough was enough and I told them to never stop back again and still they kept going on. A few choice words were said by me as I got angry and that was that last time they showed. A few years after this I had lost my cell phone. I was In town standing along side my truck talking on my cell phone. After I was done talking on It I must've layed the cell phone on the hood of my truck and drove off. I didn't even realize my cell phone was missing and a few hours later my home phone rings and up comes my cell phone number on the caller ID. I'm thinking what the hell, how can someone have the same cell number as mine? This don't make sense!!! I then answered the phone and the person on the other end asked If this number was my cell number? I said yes and he said he found the phone laying along side the road and dialed the number that was last called. I then met up with him and he gave me the phone back. I thanked this guy up and down for what he did for me. He then gave me some religion literature and quickly I learned he was a JW. He said I don't care what religion you are but do just one thing for me he said. He said believe. I padded him on the back and said thank you and that I do believe. This guy was a great person. I learned after this you can't judge everyone the same that has the same beliefs, ways. I run Into this person from time to time and we BS and talk about life In general, not religion. Never has a JW came back to my house after that one day. Is It because of this guy or was It because of what I told the rude ones that used to always stop over? Who knows I guess.

Isaiah, your a good guy!!!

 

shoot shultzy no offense taken at all!!!! pops never went door to door, guess he wouldnt be considered a "good" witness =-)

one thing did wear off on me though... i rarely ever say "GOD" sometimes LORD. i use jehova or yahweh