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Disgusting Racism

The following scene took place on a BA flight between

Johannesburg and London.

This is a true story.

A White woman, about 50 years old, was seated next to a Black man.


Obviously disturbed by this, she called the air Hostess.
"Madam, what is the matter," the Hostess asked.
"You obviously do not see it then?" she responded.

"You placed me next to a Black man. I do not agree to sit next to someone from such a epugnant group.
Give me an alternative seat."

"Be calm please, " the Hostess replied.

"Almost all the places on this flight are taken. I will go to see if another seat is available."

The Hostess went away and then came back a few minutes later.
"Madam, just as I thought, there are no other available seats in the Economy class. I spoke to the Captain and he informed me that there are no seats in the Business class either.

All the same, we still have one seat in the First class."

Before the woman could say anything, the Hostess continued:
"It is not usual for our company to permit someone from the Economy class to sit in the First class. However, given the circumstances, the Captain feels that it would be scandalous to make someone sit next to someone so disgusting."
She turned to the Black guy, and said, "Therefore, Sir, if you would like to, please collect your hand luggage, a seat awaits you in First class."

At that moment, the other passengers who were shocked by what they had just witnessed stood up and applauded.

If you are against Racism, please send this message to all your friends.

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