Thursday, July 9

Plus Some Of The Full-Time Members Reported Hearing Sniggers

LIFE presses, interrupting our plans to libel Sarah Palin--more of an experiment to see if it's theoretically possible to do so than a sense that she needs any help--but we wanted to help disseminate the story of the minority children whose Day Camp had paid a Philadelphia area swim club for the privilege of swimming there one a week, only to find themselves tossed out when their fully-developed tans so early in the season shamed the regulars, who are merely red of neck.

Which is, of course, a terrible, terrible thing to inflict on children, but fortunately the president of The Valley Swim Club was there to make his dirty, uh, duty, clean, uh clear:

"There was concern that a lot of kids would change the complexion … and the atmosphere of the club," John Duesler, said in a statement.

Fortunately the children got a new place to swim out of the deal. God knows it's guaranteed to be a better one.


central texas said...

Be interesting to know if there is so much as a cent of public money being expended on this little racist enclave.

PR said...

We've got a long way to go.

Anonymous said...

Assholes. Here's hoping they're born once again as whities a few decades after they die.

Swarthily yours


Brendan said...

That was such a disgraceful story that I couldn't say anything coherent about it when I saw it yesterday, so thanks for noting it. Thanks also for mentioning the somewhat mitigating follow-up.

Principal Poop said...

So c'mon kids ... line up, sign up, and re-enlist today,
because we need more science, for more students, for Morse Science High!

{cymbal crash, weak cheers}

[ thank you ]

[ fuck you too, kid ]

heydave said...

Rah, rah, rah, that's the spirit!

Anonymous said...

That's probably one of the least horrifying (even though it IS appalling) of Klan memorabilia images I've seen. Where'd you find it? No, on second thought, don't tell me.

It's a mordant thing to say, but I'd rather have potential Kluckers sitting on their complexions in private swim clubs and suddenly revealing their shriveled souls at critical moments, than fiercely looking for likely trees, with spit gathering at the corners of their lips and the non-tacit approval of the local authorities...


Li'l Innocent