From: HK Edgerton [mailto:firstname.lastname@example.org]
Sent: Friday, July 18, 2008
My mom use to tell her children that anything that we did was a reflection on ourselves, our family and most importantly our race. For these reasons, she always told us that we must strive to always do good. I have always tried to apply these principles to myself and others of my family and race. However, when several days ago the newspapers began to report that NASCAR had for the first time a Black race car owner , that sense of pride was somehow lost. It was even so much more distasteful when I learn that it was Brad Daugherty, a young Black man that has always swelled my heart with a sense of pride because of not only his achievements on and off the basketball court, but also in the community.
While Mr. Daugherty has stayed away from the controversy that surrounds the despicable behavior of NASCAR’s CEO Bill France Jr. and other scalawags like Dale Earnhart JR. toward the Southern Cross, and to my knowledge has never spoken an unkind word about those Southern folk who choose to fly this honorable symbol; I can feel no pride about his ground breaking entrance into the world of motor car racing. Furthermore, it is very painful for me to issue a statement like this about the efforts and accomplishments of a young man that I know, love, and have a great deal of respect for.
NASCAR’s vision of the high road by bringing MR. Daugherty , a young black man into the world of ownership of car racing is somewhat tainted because they chose to attack the symbol of the South with the same Reconstruction rhetoric designed to separate Southern Blacks and Southern Whites. They could have done themselves proud had they chose to rise above the lies of tainted history and political correctness by using men like Mr. Daugherty and myself as Ambassadors of good will to teach and uninformed public that those people who proudly display the Confederate flag in and around the tracks of NASCAR, only do so because of a sense of pride in their region of the country, the Southland of America, its honorable people, and after all , this is where NASCAR began in a place where Red, Yellow, Black and White folks earned a place of honor and dignity carrying this honorable banner for what they believed in: “their homeplace”.