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"My father collapsed in his own backyard in the early spring of 2019, all 6 feet 5 inches of him, struck down in a thunderbolt of cardiac arrest.
“I think it was ‘lights out,’” one of his relatives explained after the burial.
He lasted a few days on life support, but the understanding was that the initial infarction did him in. The machines did all the work after that. Because he’d always maintained that anyone with a disability, or in a coma, should have been “put through the shredder,” the decision to pull the plug, in the end, was actually his. He didn’t believe in medical intervention".
“I think it was ‘lights out,’” one of his relatives explained after the burial.
He lasted a few days on life support, but the understanding was that the initial infarction did him in. The machines did all the work after that. Because he’d always maintained that anyone with a disability, or in a coma, should have been “put through the shredder,” the decision to pull the plug, in the end, was actually his. He didn’t believe in medical intervention".
My father, the white supremacist
Posted from vox.com
Racism
Judaism
Fascism
Charlottesville
Posted >1 y ago
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PO1 William "Chip" Nagel I have the same in writing.
..."He’d kept a blog for more than 20 years, unbeknownst to me; once I found it, I combed through it for details on what his life had been. I took screenshots of some of the pages and kept them in a folder on my desktop. Mostly I was curious to know if he’d ever written about my childhood, about our time together. I harbored a perverse longing to see his words about me, and I liked to hunt for them the way someone might scrounge around in the back of a closet for a missing sweater.
In his last entry before his death, I found the start of what I was looking for: hate speech, pure and simple, published in unevenly sized italic font — a vile screed against Jewish people, Black people, “filthy liberals and their homo agenda.” Very little of it made sense, but he’d also expressed his dismay that his own daughter was in New York, “lickin’ up all those perverted, progressive New York beliefs, sodomy-style.” All of the text was in black, except for the sentence with my name, which he changed to a yellow font and highlighted the background in gray. “Yes, you know who you are. That would be you, Caira Conner, my daughter even.”...
..."He’d kept a blog for more than 20 years, unbeknownst to me; once I found it, I combed through it for details on what his life had been. I took screenshots of some of the pages and kept them in a folder on my desktop. Mostly I was curious to know if he’d ever written about my childhood, about our time together. I harbored a perverse longing to see his words about me, and I liked to hunt for them the way someone might scrounge around in the back of a closet for a missing sweater.
In his last entry before his death, I found the start of what I was looking for: hate speech, pure and simple, published in unevenly sized italic font — a vile screed against Jewish people, Black people, “filthy liberals and their homo agenda.” Very little of it made sense, but he’d also expressed his dismay that his own daughter was in New York, “lickin’ up all those perverted, progressive New York beliefs, sodomy-style.” All of the text was in black, except for the sentence with my name, which he changed to a yellow font and highlighted the background in gray. “Yes, you know who you are. That would be you, Caira Conner, my daughter even.”...
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Why is Charlottesville tagged? I lived there for nearly 20 year and never met a single white supremacist.
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