Quote:White Children Scholarship Fund:
The IKA is a non-profits Whites' civil rights organization. It is dedicated to the unification, preservation and advancement of White Christian America.
The White Children's Scholarship Fund is a program that is open to needy White Christian families in the state of California, who's children attend school up to and including the 6th grade.
You can probably find out more by visiting the IKA website but I don't want to go there. You'll find them at (triple-ws)kkk.net
Yes, I'm sure there are thousands of small localised groups such as that one, that tend to be very specific about who applies.
I'm talking about a nationwide agency, with television commercials that air in every state...pamplets, etc.
It's their money, they can give it to whoever they want.
The name is outdated, but frankly, it's rather nice to see that EVERYONE hasn't bought into knee-jerk political correctness. Sometimes names should be kept as a matter of tradition. History should be honored.
There's a nonprofit organization here that provides recreational facilities, training and services for people with disabilities. It started out as The Center for the Disabled (CD), then became The Center for the Physically Limited (CPL), and is now The Center for Individuals with Physical Challenges (CIPC). The name has gotten ridiculously long, and everyone laughs about it.
The KKK is not at all a "small localized group". The IKA is a local branch of the KKK. Check their web address. I'm sure the KKK offers a lot of scholarships.
But you're right, they don't advertise on TV.
The KKK is still there for white guys who think they're getting screwed. That's almost touching...
Quote:The KKK...still there for white guys who think they're getting screwed
That would make an excellent advertising slogan for them!
Join the Klan
---- --- ----
I was thirty-two years old
And in the second grade ...
I was older than the teacher don't you see ...
Well, I felt like such a fool
When they kicked me out of school ...
I'm so glad the Klan has found a place for me.
*Chorus*
Join the Klan!
Join the Klan!
It's the new and easy way to be a ma-a-an ...
Whaddya say? Join the KKK!
*Chorus*
I'm a fat old southern sheriff
And my wife says I'm impotent ...
But it's getting so I just don't give a damn.
But I feel so high and mighty
In my pointed cap and nighty ...
Hell, I'm so glad I got a chance to join the Klan.
*Chorus*
Join the Klan!
Join the Klan!
It's the new and easy way to be a ma-a-an ...
Whaddya say? Join the KKK!
*Chorus*
Ha!
Where in the heck did that come from, soz?
If you can believe it, it's a song we sung in 4th grade (hippie leftist teacher), I just googled it and that's THE ONLY hit I got, dunno if I am not remembering the lyrics correctly or if it's that obscure.
I remember parents got mad and the teacher had to explain it was satire... heh...
I might be alarmed if 8 year old Mo came home singing about the KKK, even if it was a song parody!
That sounds like the Oklahoma I knew, Phoenix!
Not that many years back there was a sign in a small town in Texas that said "Welcome to Orange, N----ers get out of town by sundown.
I have a photo of that somewhere in my film files.
I was 9-10 in 4th grade, but I know what you mean.
It's a great song though! Very catchy!
Wow on the sign.
(By the way I remember the first verse ["Well, I was thirty-two and I was in the second grade..."] but not the second, impotent et al is a bit much. There were prolly 3 verses total but I don't remember past the first one.)
cjhsa wrote:Did somebody sit on a duck?
Actually I'm wondering both things. Why not change the name, and how can they be racist in who they choose to give grants to?
I am neither offended about the name nor about their grant-giving policies. In fact, it wouldn't even offend my laicist soul if I saw a banner ad for the Southern Christian Leadership Council. But that's no surprise. I have never been a fan of America's sensitivity police, nor of the secularist, egalitarian mindset it tries to enforce.
This verse, by local poet, Oz Hopkins Koglin, appeared in today's paper and it reminded me of this conversation about the power of the word Negro. I can't imagine another word being used in this poem:
Before Black History Month
Brotherhood Day circa 1950
Every little Negro in
St. Louis is at the Fox
theater on the one day
they let us in
excited we gonna see white
children up close, maybe find out
why they're supposed to be
better than us
and if their hair really smells
like wet dog
but the only white face is a
silly man rising out of the floor
playing an organ
so we sit mannerly
in our Sunday best
disappointed.
I have two kids to put through college yet.
If I can get them through on scholarships, I am willing to write letters saying they are left handed african-Caucasian atheist radical muslim baptist learning diasbled blind lesbian transgendered psychics with a mean three point shot if necessary.
Just spell their names correctly on the check.
