Mike from Camping Pt. 2

"Mike," I began, unsure of where the conversation was leading, yet invoked by my own curiosity "What happened to the good ol' days?"
"It was the blacks!" Mike shouted again without any hesitation. Without a peek around the campsite. Not a twitch of the neck. "They brought their drugs here and I won't have it. No, I won't have it. I'm going to be governor one day and bring my town of Wausau back to the good ol' days."
How Mike would bring the town back was left to my imagination, but my imagination left those "good ol' days" behind.