Terraforming The South
BY Herschel Smith
It’s the ultimate goal, the golden chalice.
Andrew Lu moved to Georgia in 2017. By 2018, he was canvassing for Stacey Abrams’ gubernatorial campaign.
The 35-year-old, who was working in Oakland, California, before the move, said he was a registered Republican until his early 20s. But even when he had a change of heart politically, he says he usually didn’t vote.
That changed when he came to the East Coast.
“Since I’m no longer in California, I can’t hide behind, ‘Oh, it’s a blue state,'” Lu, who grew up in Los Angeles, said. “Now I have to put my words into action.”
This influx of people coming into our state from not only across the country but across the globe, has only sort of underscored Georgia as this (cosmopolitan) melting pot, gathering place, in the Deep South.”
Add to this the hundreds of thousands of new people moving from New York to North Carolina. It’s too easy to assume that they will have figured out that it’s the communist policies they’ve implemented where they were that fouled their nest, so they’d better refrain from such things in the future if they want to retain a clean nest this time.
Too easy, and incorrect. I’m reminded of a note I received just today from someone, who told this story.
It seems a tarantula is eyeing a swollen stream, trying to figure out how to get across, because he will surely drown if he attempts to cross it. Along comes a frog, and is about to enter the water, so the tarantula asks the frog if he may ride across on the frog’s back. The frog says, you will sting me and i will die. No, i won’t says the tarantula, then i would drown and die, too. That would make no sense. I promise not to sting you, and when we get to the other side, I will hop off, and we will go our separate ways.
So, the frog say, o.k. They get about half way across the stream, and the tarantula cannot restrain himself any more and stings the frog on the back and on his nose. As he dies, the frog says, why did you do that, now I die, and you surely will die as well.
The tarantula looks the frog in the eyes, and says, I could not refrain, because you see, I am a tarantula.
A communist is a communist and will never change his ways.