re: #118 Decatur Deb

Deep in the article, the writer says that. Sounds like a wound in search of salt. There’s enough real xenophobic crap out there—we don’t need to assemble Ikea Outrage from small parts.

Somebody found a very obscure recording, made 100 years ago, that put a bunch of shit racist lyrics to that old tune.

When I was a kid, we sang these lyrics:

I went to Cincinnati and I walked around the block
And I walked right in to a bakery shop
I took two doughnuts out of the grease
And I handed the baker a five-cent piece.

She looked at the nickel and she looked at me
She said, this isn’t any good, you see
There’s a hole in the middle and it runs right through
And I said, there’s a hole in the doughnut too!

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