What I heard, just offered up in normal conversation, is unspeakable. A man was pointed out to me, The Oldtimer. He was said to take care of security problems, "If you know what I mean." The person went on to illuminate us as to just what this meant, killing and disposing of the evidence, and claimed that it had been done five or six times that the person had heard of. The Oldtimer is apparently contracted by businesses. It's like the friend was bragging about him. (Did you ever see the movies House of 1000 Corpses, or Devil's Rejects? Know the character Captain Spaulding? I had jokingly pointed out The Oldtimer to BF earlier, saying Captain Spaulding was here. BF immediately knew who I meant. Geez. And then I hear that.)
Then, in a much lighter vein
a person who was talking to us about having arrived on a motorcycle, not in a truck, proceeded to comment that there were a lot more blacks on MCs now, and he liked to run all of them off the road. Different person.
Then there was the well-dressed 50ish woman who was talking about all the "zebras" running all over her neighborhood, and she wished there was a way to get rid of them. This was actually the first offensive thing I heard. I'm like, zebras,
I don't get it, but continued to listen in, and then it became apparent what she was talking about. It made me sick- but I had no idea what more was to come!
And anything black in color eg a cow, a coyote, etc was referred to casually as a n-word cow, whatever.
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"...I'm like the cycling version of the guy in Flowers for Algernon." Mike Magnuson