KKKorner

This is a bar in my hometown, Williston ND. When I was a young sprout of 18 and still thrilled to be on a bike, we passed this bar and were welcomed with the sounds of beer bottles flying through the air and breaking around us. We decided to taunt the nice old racist pigs, but they got on their hogs and we got out of there.

Recently I have told people about this bar and they do not believe it. So, now it is on the web and, we all know, that noone can fake shit on the net. But this is not fake, this is real.

I asked my father about it, and it went something like this.

So what's the story with that bar? Bunch of sheet wearing drinkers?

You are way off base. It was founded by two guys named Krabbenhoff and Kroen(something). It is completely benign and you're reading too far into nothing.

But there are three Ks.

So?

That's the KKK.

No it's just two guys.

No. KKK is the Ku Klux Klan.

No, it's just two guys; they were nice guys too.

It's a racist symbol.

No, it's just two guys.



That's about it. I wanted to share this photo of a real bar and a script of my real conversation. I want people to know that institutionalized and formalized racism is still a problem. The glass ceiling has not been broken.