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Area Hedge Fund Manager Seemingly Unconcerned With Gaping Holes In High School Alma Mater's Curriculum

Apparently it's not weird that high school students in New York in the 80's didn't know Confederate flag = bad.
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Great Neck South [High School, on Long Island] had opened its doors in 1958 and adopted the Rebel name early on, a simple nod to South being the “southern” school in town. In the early ’80s, Great Neck South alumni said, Rebel mania was strong...No one at the school saw anything troubling about it, said the co-editor in those days of The Southerner, the school paper. This was, after all, the era when the airwaves were ruled by “The Dukes of Hazzard,” with Bo and Luke behind the wheel of their stars-and-bars-emblazoned car, the General Lee. “The idea of the Confederacy was ubiquitous and completely benign to us,” said the former editor, Roy Niederhoffer, who went on to become a successful hedge-fund manager. Benign, too, for the football team’s half-dozen African-American players, said Kenneth Brown, who was one of them. “We were proud of the flag because it was our mascot,” he said. “We had no idea that it represented hate and racism.” [NYT]

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