>A man walks into a dinner deep in the heart of klan teritory
>Removes his black WW2 trenchcoat and slides into an old red velet booth.
>He orders huevos ranceros because eating non white food is a nazi dog whistle.
>After making eye contact with a white man kissing his black wife goodbye, he becons for him to approach.
>"I just wana say," he says, closing his copy of Jordan Peterson's 12 rules for life.
>"I think that I think interacial marriage is beautiful, and that really we're all just one human race and that love truly is colorblind."
>The other man nods, passes him a knife with a swastika emble, and simply mutters
>"We're burning books at 7 behind the soup kitchen, don't be late."