But the really weird thing about this whole silly exercise … Is that someday… Somewhere… Somehow… Someone will think that THESE are the good old days.

1957- The mother is afraid of leaving the father for fear of complete social isolation. Other men assume that the wife is getting what she deserves and little Frankie is lucky that his father loves him enough not to spare the rod. His sister is smart enough not to tell anyone because she knows they won’t do anything and she’ll be punished for “lying”. Meanwhile at school all of the other kids are helping Frankie beat up the black kid while the teachers who still want segregation look on approvingly.

2007- The father goes to jail, and is raped repeatedly for being a child molester ( a guard told the rest of the inmates). Frankie is stopped by teachers and put in therapy to stop him from becoming like his father, he eventually apologizes to the black kid and realizes that ethnicity doesn’t matter. The wife and daughter also attend therapy and through hard work and loving hands they are able to live a happy life without reprisal from the rest of society.

The moral is there were no good ole days, stop deluding yourself.

i made an account jost to tell you how stupid the two of you are for making accounts, solely to tell someone how stupid they are… wait… OHSHI-