If someone needs to use fear to sell you something(including ideas), then it probably ain't worth buying. anecdote: When I got out of the army, winter 70-71, I stopped in Chicago to visit with my uncle, and the evening news was full of fear mongering "black on white violence". So, I pulled on my field jacket, stuffed a few dollars in my pockets and headed for the south side of Chicago, got off the el, and went for a walk about. A couple hours later, I stopped in a bar for a whiskey. When the bartender got to me, I ordered a shot. He then asked for $1.50. He had just sold a guy 2 or 3 places down the bar a shot for $.75---so, I said: "Just cause I'm white don't mean I'm rich...charge me the same $.75 you charged the other guy. Many voices told the bartender to be fair. Then, as he was pouring, a big black man came down to my place at the bar and asked "You just get out?". To which I responded "last month". So, he said: "This one's on me" and paid the 3 quarters for me. A little while later, I continued my walk and was confronted by a middle aged black man inquiring: "What are you doing here?". I told him that I didn't believe the crap on the television, and came down to see for myself. he seemed to think that this was a bad idea, and offered to walk me to the el, claiming that if tomorrow, he would have read that something bad had happened to me that he would feel personally responsible. So, he walked me to the el, paid my fare and one for himself so that he could come up onto the platform with me and see me safely gone. Net net I had a pleasant walk, met some nice people, had a shot of whiskey, and it only cost me the 35 cents for the ride south. Damned terrifying experience. Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!