one of those helpful gentlemen here to do the jobs American won`t do was discovered by the three of his countrywomen whom he`d gotten with child, which delicate condition prevented none of them from beating him, and each other, into the ground.Driving away, Mr. Common Reader found himself in a neighborhood that didn`t care for his presence and let him know by yelling "honky!" and pelting his car. He told me about this in the church parking lot. I said, "It`s so unfair that I post the things I do about racial relations, and you`re the one who gets pursued by the angry mob."It`s a very nice church.