Public Places: Scary and Underutilized

As a continuation of the implications of the white fear of the outside, I will address public parks.  These are beautiful scabs in the otherwise grotesque seeping wound that is white society.  They are founded by our tax dollars, kept clean by our prisoners, and horribly under appreciated.  Not only are they free of charge, they are free of the concrete hustle and bustle which motivates us so thoroughly.  To enjoy time in a park, one must first brave the out of doors but more importantly one must risk being in touch with nature.  It is dangerous to gamble with our perspective.  If we are to forget that work is the most important aspect of our lives, then we may also find that our family is not such a burden and then follow a slippery slope into marijuana addiction and vagrancy.  I would challenge every white man, woman or child to acquire a rack of reasonably priced pork ribs and have a cookout at the nearest public park.  Just think of the homeless as scarecrows.