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As many of you already know, I'm a race (stock car) fan. I'm also a blues/rock jammer but I do like to visit the track when I'm not jammin'. Racin' was my thing tonite. As many of you might also know or quess, stock car racin' is still pretty much a segregated sport and populated by a good number of racists, sexists, homophobes, etc. But my experience tonite was purely political, as I knew someday it would be.
We had a young driver tonite with only a few races under his belt. The kid has got cajones the size of watermelons is my deduction. He also has some talent and a true competitive spirit, things I always appreciate. He was racing a veteran driver. For those of you that don't know, stock car races are actually a number of races in one. Neither was racing for the lead but both were racing for position. Anyway, the veteran driver cut the kid off coming off a turn but the kid dug in, allowed a bump and held his ground. Ol' vet got pissed and pulled into the pits, as it were, for the nite. I was on my feet for the kid.
A jerk in front of me turned around and yelled (it is very loud during a stock car race) "That lil' son of a bitch cut him off!!!" I yelled back, "No he didn't, he didn't let that son of a bitch cut him off!!!!!! Jerk would not be satisfied. Although he and I sat back down, his displeasure was not to be contained at that point. In the almost millisecond moments of relative quietness the following conversation between us was held. Of course it's paraphrased, my memory ain't perfect and I didn't have time to take notes and a recorder would've been useless.
Jerk: "That man is a track champion!!!" Me: "It don't take much to be President of America!!!!" Jerk: "You're right about that!!!!" Me: "Just look at the fool we have now!!!!!!!" Jerk---- Well, he just sat there turning a strange maroon color and cutting his eyes back at me.
The race was over and the kid came in back in the pack. Ol' champion was done for the nite. Jerk was clearly beside himself and turned around and the conversation continued.
Jerk: "You must love the terrorists." Me: "Why no I don't, I just think the prez is a warmonger and an idiot." Jerk: "You must be a Goddamned Democrat!!!" Me (Standing to my feet): "No Sir, I'm no Goddamned Democrat, I am a Democrat and you can put your Goddamned up your pious blind ass, Sir" Jerk (also standing to his feet and then sitting back down): "It's just a race, forget it."
Bear in mind that Jerk had a few buddies with him as did I. Jerk would not be satisfied. He and his buds gathered up their crap to move, I thought. Then I see Jerk at the grandstand gap with racetrack security pointing at ME of all people. His buds were hiding a little lower in the gap. The security guy stood around down there while Jerk et al actually left the track altogether. I watched them go out the gate. Mr. Security sauntered on up after the next race which was about 10 or 15 minutes. Please bear in mind that a few of my race buds are pretty right wing, it's hard to find good left wing race fans. The following is the conversation:
Mr. S: "Yall had a little trouble up here tonite?" My best r/w bud: "Not at all, Some damn good racin', don't you think?" Mr. S: "We don't allow fighting in the stands." My bud: "Ain't been no fightin' up here, what's the problem?" Mr. S: "You know they're catchin' drunk drivers right down the road, be careful." My bud: "We're not drinkin'." Actually, I'd had a beer during the heat races but I wasn't driving and that's not important here. Mr. S: "I see yall here a lot, enjoy the races." All of us: "Yeah man, next week" or something similar.
I don't know about any of you good DUers, but I thought it was a fairly productive nite. I just wonder about ol' jerk and his buddies? Maybe the roadblock got them. I know my buds thought the whole thing hilarious, even the r/wingers!!!!!!!!!!
Psychoblues
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