Actually, I haven't seen or read it. Hubby and I are some of the few white people in this state that actually voted for Obama. The head of the local chapter of the KKK lives a quarter of a mile up the hill from us and though I have and will again, I am sure, told him off to his face in public, I try to avoid that kind of conflict in my fiction. I read to escape. I prefer the social commentary to be just enough that you wonder if the writer was trying to get a point across about something specific and your pretty sure you know what it is but it isn't blatant.

I have no problems risking having a cross burned in my yard again; they will just end up being the ones in jail for trespassing, arson and vandalism, I don't want to read about it, I barely want to write about it.