----------------------------Original message---------------------------- My posting regarding what I view as overt racism is *Pulp Fiction* stirred up a few people, who all seem to want to convince me that the characters in the story were not racist, and how their relationships should be proof of that, regardless of what words are thrown around. Evidently, my point was missed entirely. The racism I referred to was not within the story. I'll buy the argument that the characters in the story were, for the most part, not racist. It's Tarantino's reckless use of racist language that *is*. I'd be willing to bet that the majority of you raising your hands in favor of the use of the word "nigger" in the interest of reality have never been the victims of racism. As far as the repetition-diminishes-the-power-of- the-word theory that Tarantino (noted linguist that he is) puts forth, ask a Jewish person how many times he or she needs to hear the name "Hitler" before it becomes benign. My vitriol with regard to this issue is in direct proportion to the flowers being thrown at the feet of Quentin Tarantino. I find him an interesting (if somewhat careless) young director, who has a flair for the medium, but tends to "borrow" a bit too much for my taste. However, he falls quite short of being the second coming of Welles that everyone seems to think he is. Look again, folks. The emperor's not wearing any clothes. Christopher White