My mom told me this anecdote ..
She grew up in a small town in the westernmost part of Denmark, a windy and sandy place far away from any major cities. This was the 1950s and I doubt if the concept of multiculturalism was even known in Denmark at the time.

Anyway, one day circus came to town. With acts, animals, clowns, and two authentic negroes. This is a word that you can't use these days but I'm using it without prejudice since this was the word that was used at the time and place. I don't even think it was derogatory, it was just the commonly used word. And this was the first time that the town was visited by such mythical creatures.

It was all very fascinating, not least the two dark skinned gentlemen. When they strolled trough the main street on the day of the show, they would make the hearts of many a young lady beat a little faster. The lads, on the other hand, were skeptical.

Then one of the lads made a discovery that would let the air out of the balloon. Soon the rumour was all over town and the magic was gone. He made this anazing discovery, with his very own eyes, when one of the negroes paid for something in a local shop.

The palms of his hand were not black!

Knowing this, it was all obvious to the townspeople. The so-called negroes were fake; they were just covered in black paint. And when they were painted, they must have rested on their hands and feet!
(spinoza, Fri 28 Oct 2011, 13:15, 3 replies)

haha
hilarious
(Avnas dosh!, Sat 29 Oct 2011, 3:56, closed)

Does your mum
smoke crack?
(Gritty, yet fluffy. kipperpillock is obsessed with me =), Sat 29 Oct 2011, 4:21, closed)

Don't we all?
But that's besides the point here, imho
(spinoza, Sat 29 Oct 2011, 8:36, closed)