I never, with my eyes, saw the mistreatment of any black person. Not once. Where we lived was all farmers. The blacks worked for the farmers. I hoed cotton with them. I'm with the blacks, because we're white trash. We're going across the field.... They're singing and happy. I never heard one of them, one black person, say, I tell you what: These doggone white people - not a word!... Pre-entitlement, pre-welfare, you say: Were they happy? They were godly; they were happy; no one was singing the blues.
Phil RobertsonJesus Christ was the most perfect being to ever walk this planet and he was persecuted and nailed to the cross โฆ so please donโt be surprised when we get a little static.
Phil RobertsonI want my grandkids to grow up in the great outdoors. The last thing I want is for them to grow up to be nerds.
Phil Robertson