Depicting the story of the Battle of Rorke's Drift, where roughly 150 British troops successfully defended a small settlement in Africa from 3,000 - 4,000 advancing Zulus, Zulu is easily the one movie in the history of cinema that leaves a viewer simply asking: why in the world was this movie made?
The heroes are white males, who in the face of overwhelming black odds utilize superior military tactics to repel the hordes of Zulus from ensuring this small garrison of British would share the same fate as those white soldiers massacred earlier in The Battle of Isandlwana.
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| What was the moment in your life where the life-long chore of bridge-building collapsed via the weight of the reality of racial differences? |
Toward the beginning of the movie, Lieutenant John Chard is seen building a bridge over some nameless river. As part of the Royal Engineers, he's also the senior officer at the garrison and he assumes control of the British forces once hostilities appear likely.
If you haven't seen the movie, there's no point in giving away the incredible details of the movie, but at the end of the Zulu, Chard stands tall with the surviving British soldiers and casually remarks, "I came here to build a bridge."
Powerful scene, but an even more powerful quote when the context of the statement is juxtaposed with the decolonization of Africa beginning across the continent and the assertion of black power with the loosening vise of so-called "white supremacy" on the Dark Continent.
Many people come to this point in their life, when they approach a moment of realization about the lies of integration, diversity, tolerance, and racial equality being nothing more than the building of a bridge to nowhere (or even worse, the infamous Springfield "Escalator to Nowhere").
So, SBPDL invites you to tell your "I came here to build a bridge" moment, when the reality of race finally became clear and the lies of a lifetime collapsed.
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«Oldest ‹Older 201 – 228 of 228I had forgotten about that. Your post here brings it back to me now. It was a serious problem for many years.
Looking back on all that now, it must be a searing irony for you to realize that the Klan was more or less on the right side, and you and your friends were actually the bad guys after all.
"I want to believe all people are equal but I want to stay alive.
March 4, 2015 at 11:04 PM"
Impossible. Double Think is self Delusion, like Wilson seeing 5 fingers when there are only four. To be a rational adult, you must make decisions and act on them.
Choose:
1. All races are not equal and some races are extremely dysfunctional (Saturday people, negros)
OR
2. All races are equal and behavioral differences worldwide are "da terble, terble legcy ob da slabery" or "Terrible oppression".
The mass cheering of Negroes, Nation-wide, when OJ got off from the murder charges of Nicole Brown.
The mass cheering of Negroes, Nation-wide, when OJ got off from the murder charges of Nicole Brown.
I grew up in what was once an all-White town. It stayed that way until my teen years. I knew Negroes were different the day that 3 of them were dropped into my 3rd grade class. I was a little girl; I tried to be friendly. They simply stared at me. They didn't smile, or speak. I kept trying to talk to them - nothing.
I didn't think about that for years, until OJ Simpson got off for murdering Nicole Brown. The sight of cheering Negroes, on TV new shows, across the entire counrry - that was my Rubicon
I can remember a few years ago when I was driving to work in Duluth, MN and I saw this billboard poster of a white person with black marker writing on his face, "It's hard to see racism when you are white." It was the nefarious, anti-white "Unfair Campaign" promoting the Marxist, Europhobic "white privilege/mirco-aggression canard. It really stuck a nerve with me at the time for a few reasons.
The first was that I had just read a study made around the same time of an in state top level graduate program that I had applied for years ago and for which I was denied admittance. The study was "embargoed" for about ten years (imagine the warehouse in Indiana Jones where they hide and keep the Ark of the Holy Covenant in Black Run America). It turns out that I (and hundred of other similarly situated whites who were denied admittance) had a higher entrance test level score and a higher undergraduate GPA than every single black or Hispanic student that was admitted to the program in three years or so. So, instead of going to a top level program, I went to a lesser program at a private school out of state at three times the cost. In other words, I and many other whites, faced actual de jure anti-white discrimination at the hands of a public, tax payer funded university where tens of thousands of dollars were at stake. So when I hear about "microagressions" (e.g., "you are pretty for a black girl") you have to forgive me when I say, "here's a fucking tissue, now go cry in the corner."
Secondly, Duluth was and is becoming a feeding ground for black disfunction from transplants from Detroit, North Minneapolis, and Chicago. Gangs and drugs are rampant. Graffitti all over the place. At the time these billboards were making the rounds, local law enforcement busted something like 35 black drug dealers (there was one white old guy that everyone laughed about). Two thirds of these "transplants" are on public assistance. We had a taxi driver robbed at gun point and a few strong arm, bash and dash, robberies. This is the "community context" of the black community in Duluth, MN at the time of the Unfair Campaign where blacks make up something like 2-4 percent of the population.
I remember "Googling" "Unfair Campaign" and discovered this site. That's where the journey began for me.
Hi there, Race. Sorry about the confusion over the term Asian. Over here, to us Asians are from the Indian sub-continent, but the term we normally use for them is Pakis, but you might not recognise that. Middle Easterns are sand niggers and Orientals are from the Far East, like China or Japan. But lets not split hairs, as we are all on this site for one reason, and that is to enlighten the terminally stupid about the creeping scourge of the black, of all shades. At this moment, Europe is being flooded by savages from Africa and the Middle East, intent on white genocide. It won`t be long before these filter into the US and join up with your home grown pavement apes, unless the situation is brought to light pretty quick. Why do I follow this site ? Quite simply because we have relatives in West Coast USA and Canada due to our Irish roots spread far and wide.
Rebel here.
I was a 7yo poor kid in 2nd grade at a public school in the early ‘70s. A federal judge ruled that the city’s school system was racist because when schools were desegregated all the whites fled, leaving the inner-city schools to the fighting zulu hordes. So the judge ordered busing from the outlying areas of the district into the inner city and vice-versa.
Since I walked to school I was not included in the busing. Half our school was uprooted and put on buses for the deepest, darkest ghettos. In their place, busloads of blacks were shipped in.
My 2nd grade teacher was an old, fat, black lady. She was the only black in the whole school, as far as I know. I remember her very well because the entire experience is burned into my mind forever. She was the only black person that I had spent any time around. The day before the busing began they had all the kids in the school who were being bused go to the gym. I presume they were talking to them about what was happening. The kids who were staying at our school remained in our classrooms and the teachers talked to us. Our teacher told us that these kids who would be coming were very different from us. (That seems very interesting to me in hindsight. She was a black woman and explained the official talking points that these black kids weren't anything like us. We were supposed to be very nice to them and understand that they were different, but we should make them feel welcome and understand that they would be nervous. Trying to prepare us for the culture shock of the filthy murder ghetto creatures that were invading our clean white school the next day. But I digress.)
The experience was beyond proper description. Many of the negro kids were much bigger than all the white kids because they were much older. They were 8-9-10 years old and in 2nd grade. Virtually none of them could read. The black girls would sit at their desks and follow directions somewhat. But not like the white kids. The black boys, though, were like untamed animals. None of them were toilet trained that I remember. They pissed themselves, they s*** themselves, they continued fighting or stealing or picking on the other kids or punching and biting the teacher as they soiled themselves. Fighting from our arrival at school until they got onto the bus and were shipped back to the ghetto. They fought and bloodied each other savagely. In the classroom, in the halls, in the restrooms. The white kids had no idea what to make of it and our old black lady teacher seemed to hate the little monsters even more than we were learning to. They stole anything they wanted from anyone. But the filth and the fighting is what stood out the most.
My public school had been a nice lower middle-class white school when the invasion was ordered by the judge. Any learning we had been doing stopped the day they showed up. The teacher's entire day consisted of fighting the negro boys, washing out negroes' underpants in the bathroom sink, getting first aid for herself or one or more of the kids who were bitten or bloodied by the negroes or trying to figure out who stole someone's stuff or ate someone's lunch. One by one, the white kids disappeared. Including me. But mine was a different story than the other white kids.
While most or all of them fled the district to the suburban township schools, we were too poor to move to a nice middle class area. In fact, my mom's financial situation worsened and we moved in with some relatives in a nearby city. I ended up finishing 2nd grade in a school that was maybe 95% black. I was the only white kid in my class. And I had to fight every morning on the way to school, every time I went to the restroom and every day after school. It wasn't until I inflicted enough pain on enough of them that some level of respect was earned and I could peaceably urinate or walk to/from school.
Looking back, I think I aged a lot that year that I was in 2nd grade.
My fat black 2nd grade teacher was right. They're not like us.
Thank you for this forum, PK.
-Rebel
Just some of my story...my elementary school in the early 80s had mostly white female teachers.I first began having to deal with the horror of humanity known as the negroid male in the 4th grade because I developed earlier than most girls.Starting puberty was when my whole life became a nightmare,starting with having to sit with one black bastard in back of me and another on the side and having to fall behind on classwork because I had to spend all day slapping their hands away while the airhead(white)teacher just sat there doing nothing.The following grade my 5th grade teacher remarked that "you know how boys get spring fever this time of year".I wanted to say if that's how boys act then why aren't white boys doing it too?But I'd already learned at that age to keep my mouth shut.I got in trouble too many times for standing up to the little negroid bastards and in the next few years the bigger negroid bastards became my tormentors and I got in trouble in high school for standing up to them too.I never had a boyfriend then to defend me and had to fight my own battles all through those hellish years in that so-called "school".I have no fond memories of my school days and tend to envy those who do.And the bullcrap didn't stop when I was out of that cesspool either,I was just some nobody without a real good education working crummy jobs where the nogshines continued.I feel I've spent much of my life being made to explain why I won't "get with" a negroid as if I don't have the right to choose who I socialize with.I'm 41 now and finally at the age where they no longer pester the hell out of me,though it still happens,it's not as bad as it was in my younger days.Jobs are still hell,neighborhoods always deteriorate,landlords always give in and rent to groids,and few decent white men left.I hate negroids with every fiber of my being but most of all,I hate the white sellout LIBERAL pieces of human waste who enabled them.
Thank you for allowing me and all these other people here a place to get things off our chests.
"I live a scant 15 miles from Detroit.......enough said"
I live 2000 miles from Detoilet, still enough said!
my moment of clarity came when a friend of mine, pointing to a group of 'youths', said, "look, they act like apes." I looked, an lo, I beheld.
They took it off the TV, but there was a show called Chimp Rescue or was it Escape to Chimp Haven? It was a fantastic, fascinating and uplifting show about the Jane Goodall rescue center for chimps that have been orphaned by poachers, or were pets who grew too big or dangerous for their "owners." It was my first chance to see (unedited?) chimp behavior as the center worked to incorporate rescued babies or adults into the existing family in this massive fenced-in area. Or, even the family members fighting over food or just-because.
I always wished some tech-talented racist would use that footage and mix it with the video of TNB -- because you could completely recognize the way nigs act here in the civilized world. The first act that really caught my eye was the chimps (real chimps, species pan) using a stone and dancing over their opponent EXACTLY like the rioters beating Reginald Denny into permanent brain damage in the LA riots. I don't know if it's true, but I'll bet they took that show off the air because it was so clear that nigs are WAY closer to the apes than to humans!
Also, they've recently discovered that every single race (sub-species) of homo sapiens sapiens(including Aussie abos!) EXCEPT homo africanis have Neanderthal genes. Since Neanderthals had brains much larger than
modern humans (homo sapiens) I can't help but wonder if we got our smarts from them -- which would explain why africans didn't get any. I suppose TWMNBN will never allow THAT info out, even if they have the proof!
My early years were in segregated neighborhoods in Texas. The few encounters I had with negroes were pleasant IKAGOs.
My grandmother often talked about blacks saying how evil they were. I had been brainwashed at school with the PC agenda, so I was constantly arguing with her.
At 16, I went to work one summer at an amusement park. My first extended encounters with blacks. At the beginning of the summer I didn't have a racist bone in my body. By the end of the summer I was ready to join the KKK.
I went to granny and told her she was right about blacks. She was very gracious about it and told me she admired me for admitting I was wrong.
My mom and dad got divorced when I was 7, and since he disappeared and didn't pay child support, my mom, my brother, sister, and I , were forced to move to government projects on the Southside of Atlanta, where we stayed for 5 years, until us kids were old enough to stay by ourselves, and my Mom got a job, and we got the hell out of that place. Back then, to be a single mom was to be truly poor- very few handouts, We got mostly disgusting "surplus food", such as powdered eggs and cheese that wouldn't even melt, instead of EBT, and no money for expensive basketball shoes and such. While there, around 1964 or 65, the projects became one of the first integrated places in Atlanta. There were only a few blacks at first, and they didn't seem too bad. Later on, in high school, there were more, and I found out about TNB especially in large groups, and one girl named Rosa (wonder who she was named after?), would regularly beat you up if you didn't voluntarily give her your lunch money. I was so "privleged" that I fibbed about my age and went to work at a fast food restaraunt, FULL TIME, until I graduated from high school, to help put food on the table and buy my high school yearbooks, dentist trips, etc. After graduation, I got my own apartment, started college, got a job at a finance company in downtown Atlanta, and drove an old beat up Chevy I bought back from the insurance company after a wreck my Mom had while driving it. I was the only white "gull" working there. All day long, I had to hear about how white folks are "boan" (born) into money, while the 3 black girls there, all about 19 or 20 like me, constantly talked about getting pregnant asap so they could get "they own place to be stayin" for free, and get out dey mama's house". It was apparently the only goal they had. All 3 of them suceeded, and the company hired 3 more black gals, to start the cycle all over again. I noticed that many whites were turned down for our loans- and hardly ever were blacks turned down. When i finally asked the manager, he said that it was because welfare and disability were more predicably stable incomes than were jobs that most white people worked at- no worrying about getting laid off or fired, etc. , so blacks were better able to pay back their loans. Another time in another company, I was railroaded into being assistant manager to a group that worked at night. The group was about half white and half black. I will never forget one afternoon when suddenly all the blacks stood up, started yelling, hollering jumping , cheering and giving out high fives to each other. I thought that maybe one had won the lottery. I soon found out they were celebrating the OJ '"found innocent" conclusion. I wanted to stand up and scream- "have you FORGOTTEN that two people were brutally killed- one almost decapitated" but I would have been wasting my time- to the blacks, they were just white people that died, after all, no biggie. cont'd
I will talk another day about dealing with them in the workplace in later years. After over 40 years of working in Atlanta, i know from experience, most white people just want to come in to work, do the job correctly and efficiently, get along with others, and go home. Not so for most blacks. They want to come in, do as little as they can get away with, claim discrimination at every turn, and care little about getting things done and getting along. Just know that had I known then what I know now, I would have left the entire state, and moved to North Dakota or Oregon, etc., yes, even leaving family behind, because there is no hell like a politically correct hell for 8 hours a day. And working YOUR ass off to make up for the fact that the blacks that are doing as little as possible, and you aren't even allowed to mention it. Should have left years and years ago. I could write many hellish chapters on "Adventures in Diversity". Thanks for your war stories. Ben Hymens thanks for the belly laugh. Hopeless in Craplanta, you are not alone. I know what it is like to have to keep your mouth clamped shut but watch your back all the time. But I hope to be out of Atl. soon. I am getting too old for this crap.
L still in Atl-hell
There was no single event, but a sequence of events that continued throughout my life.
The Army: I noticed immediately that they lacked self-control, and easily came to blows over minor things during basic and AIT. I tried to be friendly, and often took up for them, blaming it on upbringing. When a black friend took me to an all black club, I couldn't believe the hatred. My friend warned them that I was an expert MMA guy, but four of them tried to jump me right in the club. I quickly took them out, and noticed my "friend" just stood back and didn't try to help. Later I noticed how every single black was focused entirely on shamming and avoiding work. When in the field, they couldn't be woke up for guard duty, even in areas where there were real hostiles. One night I got so pissed I dragged a nog in his sleeping bag into the sub-zero night and left him in the middle of a frozen rice paddy.
Next was college, I couldn't get a scholarship, despite my 4.0 GPA in college classes I took during my Army stint, but the blacks got their full way paid. I tried to make money by tutoring them, and this was a big turning point. They could not learn physics and calculus; they were incapable of that level of abstract thought. The twenty black students who started in our Physics 101 ALL FAILED, despite daily tutoring and "help" with homework. I wondered why we were wasting the money to pay for their tuition, books, room and board when there were many poor whites like me who had the skills to succeed who were working multiple jobs to pay for their education. One of my jobs was in 7-11; despite being 20% of the population, every shoplifter was black. One night an underage black youth came into my store, no shirt, no shoes, and went right to the beer cooler. I glared at him and he started talking shit to me. He grabbed a case and ran for the door. I flew over the counter, jumped on the back of the getaway car, punched the rear window out and rolled off. I flagged down a cop who asked for a description of the car. The one with the busted out rear window!! They pulled them over, both had multiple warrants. So many crime/assault incidents. Got jumped near school by three youths once, one with knife trying to steal my coat. My coat!! I permanently crippled two of them, and ran the other down to the projects threw an N-word laced beatdown right in the midst of the hood, which I lived near because I didn't have money to live anywhere else. They left me alone after that.
Grad school: Lived in East Cleveland, among the savages (Hell). I think that was when I actually started to admit to myself that they could never be integrated, or be helped, that it wasn't poverty, or culture, they were genetically incapable of living in an advanced or even civil society.
Working as a scientist and manager. Forced to meet EEO quotas, amazed at how despite all the advantages (grants, internships for blacks, preferential treatment, affirmative action hiring) we would still have so few black applicants who could even GET a degree in hard sciences. I have never seen even one with a level of intellect beyond basic competence, and see the same traits of blaming everyone else for their problems.
Rex,what you were doing is referred to by some as "crop dusting".
My Dad told me the truth about "them", he was fearless and had no problem getting with them. Taught me well.
I love it, when I was a corrections officer at Ryan Prison, my buddy and I would wait fof the infirmary to get packed with inmates for med lines, our guts packed with gaseous goodies led to "doggin" out da spaces. We'd laugh so hard at the fallout of the melodramatic inmates, especially the natives, oh dem membrees.
Old Guard
It's not White Flight, it's intelligent regrouping
Roger that bro
The only way that this situation will stop is for people to stop acting like pussies and fight back against black criminals.
Do you see any black thugs trying to mess with the Hell's Angels, Mongols, Bandidos or other biker gangs? No. Because bikers have a philosophy of "Nothing to Lose," and they STICK TOGETHER in a fight. They would destroy any black thugs that came after them and leave them in a bloody heap.
When non-blacks see an innocent person being assaulted by a black criminal they often do nothing - or just run and call the police. As in the Zimmerman case. The pussy white neighbor guy should have pulled the thug off of George by hoodie, and that would have been the end of it.
In contrast, blacks criminals will stick together in any violent or non-violent situation and then lie about it all later. Just like in the Ferguson case. Even the dirt bag racist Eric Holder had to finally admit, after an FBI investigation, that most of the black witnesses lied and threatened the few honest blacks who wanted to tell the truth.
Most non-blacks in the U.S. are too scared to do anything about black crime. They say: I'll be arrested, I'll be called a "racist," I'll have to pay for a lawyer, blah, blah, blah. If a black criminal tried to assault either of my combat veteran grandfathers in their prime, they would have KILLED him in about 30 seconds.
I no longer believe there is a law enforcement or political solution to the problem of black criminals. The scumbag Democrat governor of Missouri, letting the black criminals burn down Ferguson convinced me. The politicians won't help you.
Instead you and all your family must learn the basics of unarmed self defense, as well as with a knife and a gun. Get a concealed carry permit. Take some classes where you actually have to fight unarmed and with training weapons to feel what the adrenaline in a real fight feels like. Doing that many times overcomes your natural flight response.
When the time comes, and you - the law abiding person - are attacked by a black criminal, stop worrying about all the crap that holds you back and DEFEND yourself as our grandfathers did. You have the LEGAL RIGHT to do so. Yell and scream as you fight; it brings out the primal human inside all of us. The human that fought animals thousands of years ago. You are mad as hell and you don't have to put up with it any more. You only have one life; don't live it as a coward. On your death bed you will regret it. This philosphy is the only thing that will stop black criminality.
Some perspective: None of what I have written is racist. The reality is simply that a significant portion of the black population (I estimate about half) has embraced a culture of criminality, fraud of all kinds, and racism against whites, Asians, and Hispanics. It is now so bad, that they attack people with lighter fluid and gasoline and burn elderly victims to death. They beat innocent people on the street to death with hammers.
You can still treat the individual black person you come across with decency, but you must always be wary, because there is about a 50% chance that you are dealing with a criminal or a cheat.
You can thank the Democratic Party and their "Great Society" programs for all of this, and the Republicans for doing nothing either. Of course Lincoln should have sent all blacks to Liberia after the Civil War, and some believe he wanted to. What could have been.
This is a great question. I am not sure there was a singular event or moment. The racial pandering of shows like Differn't Strokes, etc. The Rodney King cops tried in a second political trial. The different racial reactions to the OJ trial. Being discriminated against in hiring (by the background investigators own admission) for LAPD. Trayvon Martin. It just built up. At any rate, my eyes are open now. Thank you for this site.
It's hard to overstate how shocking it is to go from a liberal arts education to police work in a racially diverse neighborhood. I had a little easing in, courtesy of the military, but it didn't really hit me until enough years as a cop had gone by that I could no longer pretend that I was experiencing some wild anomaly. Black people were indeed every bit as catastrophically dysfunctional as the seemed to be. Plus, as a white male cop, it was all my fault. Remarkable. And yes, I transferred out of that part of the city.
A warning: the end result of what's going on with race and criminal justice will be that you cannot trust the police to protect you from black people. It will be up to you, not only to defend yourself, but also to assume the civil liability involved.
I went to a small country high school, roughly 20% black. I saw differences,
but was indoctrinated to believe these were merely 'cultural', and nothing more.
I championed the causes of every minority, and believed every excuse for
their behavior. It WAS our fault, after all! Right?
I even voted for Obama the first time, determined to not see the writing on the wall. If I didn't see it,
then it wasn't going to happen.
I hoped.
I married my non-active Marine
husband, who finally set me straight. That, and Trayvon Martin, were the
turning points for me. My husband was right...blacks are different and many are a product
of the welfare state...they also have a victim mentality that is present in MOST
every one of them...I say most because I personally know several blacks who are
outspoken in their disdain of the black community and lay the blame where it
should be....on blacks themselves.
My husband believes that it will be the
illegals who will be our saving grace in terms of preventing blacks from
becoming the victims they long to be and lay waste to their dreams of
reparations, by depleting resources and waging gang war against blacks. Despite
our mutual disgust and dislike for illegals, we can see the bigger picture
already starting to take form.
I love/hate this site. Love PK because he
speaks the truth and backs it with facts. I hate it for the same reason. It
fuels my anger...no...my RAGE...and I don't know what to do with that rage.
My husband and I live in a neighborhood where we've been at war with our
racist black neighbors. They have no sense of civility..their kids do NO wrong
and I find myself having to disperse with my own civility to get my point across.
The last was a black on my front porch yelling about
how my child hit hers and hers retaliated. I couldn't understand why she was so
angry...if my kid hits another and is hit in return, that's a good life lesson.
She said that she hadn't seen it but that 4 ten year old kids-all black-had told
her what happened. I found out the next day-from a white neighbor-that the kids
were confronted by a black teen in our neighborhood, who got on to the supposed
victim for lying...turns out her kid hit mine, first.
I went back to her with this new info, only to be told she didn't believe it...that she chose to
believe the 10yo's over the white, adult neighbor. I lost my temper and told her
that it was no wonder so many blacks were in jail...they were raised by people
like her who never believed their kids capable of wrongdoing and, thus,
perpetuated the problem in the belief of 'innocence at all costs', which is the
birthright that the majority of blacks claim as their own. I then told her to get off my property.
In the past 3 years, I've been cursed at, threatened and shoved...I've been yelled at and been subject to sotto voce comments. Every single time by
a black person.
We have our whites that are low class scum...but the difference is that we ostracize those people and cease to acknowledge them or their acts. Blacks don't do this...they stick together at all costs, even
in the situations that have far surpassed logical and become firmly entrenched in the 'ridiculous'.
Cont:
This was my building the bridge moment. My husband's came many years before mine. But the difference here is this...my husband is an American citizen. He's also hispanic. So, while we both fight
the illegal occupation by the scumbag illegals and prepare to defend ourselves from the onslaught we believe is coming from the blacks. we are also branded as 'race traitors' by white factions. Not that
we care, but I think it's important to understand that what we think of as 'white culture', may in fact be a culture that is based on the belief that we are charged with being self-sufficient, polite, civil
mannerly and neighborly. Which is certainly NOT indigenous to whites.
It's my opinion that in our pursuit of 'truth', we realize that the only utopian society is a Conservative based one where we demand self-sufficiency, civility and equal justice meted out,
regardless of sex, color, creed or age. Bottom line...I want to live with people like myself who is disgusted by the blacks, feminists, hipanics and every
other group that feels they should be given a pass or freebies for being born into a certain group. And I don't give a damn what my utopian community
neighbors look like, either. Because at the end of the day, our beliefs are one and the same and that's all that matters.
Thanks Paul...I needed that.
I was born and raised in the South. I've always known that Blacks were absolutely nothing like Yankees and foreigners portrayed them. The only mystery to me was what on earth possessed Whites, including my ancestors, to ever want to be anywhere near these people. Wherever they go there is death: death of individuals, of a neighborhood, a city, and ultimately a nation. Ride (better not walk) through a black area and there is a decidedly "dark" feel to it. They destroy everything they touch. Haiti springs to mind. I've seen it for over 60 years. In my workplace Black employees have pulled the toilet out of the floor and the sinks off the wall THREE times in the last few years. Who does that? Well, Blacks do all the time. They don't throw things away, they throw them down. Nasty is another word that would be very appropriate in describing their habits and hygiene.
While I ache for any whites who are suffering from the Black scourge, still sometimes there is a little Schadenfreude in this old Southerner when I remember all the oh-so- self-righteous judgments made by Yankees and Europeans about evil Southerners. It's a little different when you get up close and personal with these creatures, isn't it? when they move into your neighborhoods? Yes, familiarity with this monstrous demographic certainly does breed contempt.
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