Okay, so I was hanging out with my friend Lisa the other day when she gets a knock of the door. She answers the door, gives that girlish squeal of surprise/joy and hugs who's on the porch. I am sitting on the couch and she brings in this tale, extremely pale guy with a shaved head, who's attire is rocking a wife-beater and dirty jeans.

"This is Dugan." Lisa says, smiling, "I met him a while back."

I go to shake his hand and stop. I kid you not, I was totally stunned when I looked at this guy's neck there is an enormous swastika tattooed from his jaw to his collarbone. Ugly as hell and c'mon, it's a fucking swastika. I shake his hand and force the awkward conversation. Let me tell you, I am so pale that I reflect sunlight thanks to my Irish heritage, but seeing someone with an actual swastika?! FUCK! I was soooo uncomfortable!

So after half an hour of Dugan and Lisa catching up, he says his goodbyes and leaves. The second the door slams I bolt up and look at Lisa, "Your friends with a white supremacist?!"

Lisa, being one of the sweetest persons in the world and yet the dimmest, gave me a blank stare.

"A racist." I clarified.

Now you see, this alarmed me because Lisa is really sweet like I had said and has no hatred for anyone... and she has had more minorities in her then a Democrate meeting hall. Needless to say this alarmed me and for some reason just shocked me to the core...that was the first time I have ever met ANYONE who displayed their hatred in such an open way.

"Well you gotta understand," Lisa said, finding the good inside everyone, "You see he was once running with a black gang...and then it turned out that the gang was just using him because he is a white guy and won't get pulled over by the cops. That hurt him so bad that he joined the Klan."

Okay the stupidity of the argument gave me a headache, but I realized that Lisa would never see the bad in anyone, even if they are a proud Klan member. I tried to point out the irony that Hitler was a big fan of killing retards and handicaps once they were born, and thus, this Dugan guy would have been killed by the man who he worships. Lisa listened with a blank stare and a frown, obviously missing what I was trying to say.

Anyway...an awkward night to say the least.