Friday, March 30, 2007

Fallible Machines

My spellchecker wants me to capitalize "negroes"? Am I going mad? I knew that computers made mistakes, but come on...

For the record, you will never see that word capitalized on this blog. Ever. I would rather make love to a bear trap than extend any sort of respect, however small, to a group who's entire existence revolves around the destruction of my people.

Capitalize "negroes"...Ha!

Shooting At Ants

I had somewhat of an intellectual skirmish with a colored man in the waiting room at the dentist's office this morning. I generally try to avoid so much as eye contact with negroes, but I felt today that a few words were in order. From the very moment I heard him speak my nerves were raked, coupled with the sight of him producing a state issued welfare card when asked for his insurance paperwork. Then he did it: he called a local reporter a "racist, white bitch" for reporting a string of black violence in the state's capitol.

Now that I look back, the whole exchange more or less amounted to him throwing rocks at a tank. The more I think of it as I write this, the more I get the feeling that I've punched a child. My conscience may drive me to turn myself in for animal cruelty. *sigh* Well, what's done is done, I suppose, so I'll get to it.

Of the half-dozen pebbles that managed to find their way to and bounce off of my hull, the one that got me thinking was the man's comment that White America would be a dismal place (mind you I've cleaned up the grammar and swept away the profanity, so I'm paraphrasing) without the accomplishments of black inventors *smirk*, scientists *cough* and scholars *giggle*. I so hastily stomped out any notion of a black man inventing the internal combustion engine, modern astronomy or adding color to fireworks, that I neglected to take the right approach. While shooting ants with a 12 gauge could be considered fun in some of the more rowdy circles I'm familiar with, What I should have done was pop the hatch and throw his stone right back at him (maybe I didn't because my people graduated to more efficient means of combat long ago).

The question I should have asked was "Where would blacks be without European influence?"

The answer I came up with was naked on the Serengeti holding a spear and a jar of peanut butter (assuming the jar and the means to make peanut butter are a gimme).

Another question comes to mind: Why didn't this fellow do what we all know his DNA was urging him to do and lash out physically? Why, when every fiber of his being was probably pushing him to find something, anything, pointed and stick it in my back, did he remain calm and relatively polite (keeping in mind the nation of people he hails from)? Have we finally gotten through? Have we finally closed the civilization gap?

Not likely.

I'm going to go out on a limb here and say it was one, or a combination of, the following reasons:
1. There was one of him, one of me. That doesn't come out to a fair fight in his culture.
2. He was in my part of town, and we don't take kindly to trouble, especially from his kind.
3. It was broad daylight.
4. He caught a glimpse of the Sam Colt Company's stainless masterpiece tucked neatly under my arm, behind my coat, as I reached for a worn copy of Time magazine.

You've gotta love a shall issue state.

Thursday, March 29, 2007

Free Shaquanda Cotton!

Well, folks, here we go again; another Genarlow Wilson type episode. Classic cries of racism from the dark side when one of their own is caught with their mitt in the banana jar.

White racism's freshest victim: Shaquanda Cotton. All this habitually troubled young negro did was assault an elderly woman who tried to enforce school rules. What's the big deal?

DiversityInc seems to do back flips to try and justify the point of view that the system is doing this poor little pickaninny wrong, despite putting plainly in print that she's been less than a model student, to put it gingerly.

Allan Hubbard, spokesman for the Lamar County District Attorney's Office seems to have his gear wired tight. It's rare when a public official speaks the truth when that same truth weighs so heavily against the black community or a black criminal. My hat definitely goes off to this man.

Mr. Hubbard says: "[Her] mother is an anti-white extremist ... and has filed numerous complaints with the Department of Justice's Civil Rights division alleging that black kids are punished more harshly. It's like someone can holler racism and just because you're white, you're guilty. There were black teachers and school officials who testified that girl had been trouble from day one."

I say let her go. I'd bet the farm she'll be back behind bars in no time, flat. Decide for yourselves, Ladies and Gentlemen.

"Free ______ Now!"

Monday, March 26, 2007

Now We Can Watch Ourselves Drown

The folks over at Immigration Counters have been keeping track of the latest invasion of our "sovereign" nation. These numbers are unbelievable, but not surprising. I've added the link to my list (left). Give the site a visit and get your blood boiling, brothers and sisters.

Thursday, March 15, 2007

How To Stay Out Of Jail:

...And while we're on the subject of the NAACP:

While most everything this tribe does is against the best interests of my people (not that it catches me off guard. The name says it all, folks.), there is a bit of advice they give to the American negro that I encourage wholeheartedly, even if I do find it amusing. The "legal resource", titled The 4-11 on the Five-O is a step-by-step primer on how to deal with law enforcement personnel when confronted in different situations. My favorite instruction to the intended reader is number 7 in the last segment: "Don't run."

Well, no sh**, Tyrone.

While the NAACP does finally have it's collective heart in the right place, I do have some suggestions to help them better serve the demographic they're attempting to reach (which I've been kind enough to send to the national headquarters via email).

First: From what I've gathered during my short tenure on God's earth, blacks don't respond well to being told not to do something. Instead, reword the article so that it gives gentle commands, almost suggestions. If put in a positive context by black "leadership", black Americans will surely be more inclined to choke it down.

Second: Looking at standardized test scores leads me to believe that black America has the attention span of a hummingbird with A.D.D. The entire article should be shortened so that more of the target audience can retain it's wisdom. I suggest, in keeping with the former critique: "Obey the law, please." There. That about sums up the whole release.

Third: My guess is that the very black people the legal staff at the NAACP are trying to coerce into becoming law abiding Americans aren't exactly what would be considered bastions of intellectual thought. I'd go so far as to say that this set probably isn't even half literate. My position is that a different medium be used to convey the message. One idea is to have a group of scantily clad women drenched in malt liquor shaking their rear ends to an unbearably loud beat. In the foreground, a crack dealer with bullet riddled body armor, high powered assault rifles and diamond-studded goblets filled with Kool-Aid almost incoherently mumbles the the message, broken, of course, only by occasional shouts from a second "gangsta" between attempts of keeping his pants from falling to his ankles. Throw in a shiny car and they'll cling to it like stink on a monkey. "Obey da law, homie" "What?!" "obey da law, nigga!" "What!?"

Then again, you can let the savages keep giving the police good reason to lock them away. What the hell do I care? Death and taxes, right?

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Fuzzy Math, Clear Intentions

The hypocrisy of the NAACP reaches new heights, Ladies and Gentlemen. The Niggers Against All Caucasian People have started a campaign to free Genarlow Wilson, a black man convicted of aggravated child molestation for having "consensual" oral sex with a fellow high school student. You see, the law says the age of consent in the state of Georgia is 16, and the NAACP says at the time the girl was "three weeks from her 16th birthday". Last time I checked, that translates to 15 years old, and if I'm not mistaken, 15 is less than 16, and... ah, never mind. I guess my simple White brain can't wrap itself around the new math the highly enlightened Nubians have thrown our way.

Ah, those brilliant Nubians... They've also come to the conclusion that the Georgia law that makes it a felony to engage in oral sex with a child is, in their words, "archaic". So, what did they do? The law now considers that sick crime a misdemeanor. No kidding. They've also figured, with their inspiring grasp of higher morality, that since statistics claim just under half of 9th to 12th grade students have already engaged in sexual intercourse, in one form or another, that Genarlow Wilson should not be in prison because you can't put all teenagers in prison who have "illegal" sex. Again, this is just out of reach for my humble mind to hold on to for more than a fraction of a second. Besides, He was only 17 at the time said sex act took place.

Wait! That fuzzy math just caught on! He was almost 18, so he was just as good as an adult, right? No? Maybe this is a new form of Algebra that replaces using letters representing values with colors representing values. So:
(16 - 3 weeks + brown) + consent x (18 - a few weeks + brown) = legal, and
(16 - 3 weeks+ white) + consent x (18 - a few weeks + white) = Federal "bang me in the ass" Prison.
And who says the No Child Left Behind Act won't work?

While all this talk of declining morals and new math chaps my rear end a bit, the double standard kicking us all in our faces while our hearts bleed for young Wilson really gets my inner lynch mob fired up. My point is, Genarlow Wilson is an average student with seemingly above average athletic skill (but aren't they all?). This makes him a shining beacon of light in the black Georgian community that's so full of illiterate, mush-mouthed, rap-label-owning, border-line retards. It's in the best interests of that community to make sure he's freed so he can go on to be one of those talented yet uncontrollable NFL stars we love so much. Then he can pump his overinflated paycheck back into that cesspool of a town. The NAACP can look past a little hiccup like 5 high school football players (I didn't mention that?) taking turns on a 15-year-old child at a New Years Eve Party, while, with straight faces, urge the public to pretend it wasn't a crime, but rather a misunderstanding. Isn't this the same civil wrongs organization who stood in the Duke courtyard with torches and pitchforks and demanded the castration of 3 above average, equally talented, upper-middle class White students of almost the same crime (minus the child rape)? Wilson has been charged, tried and sentenced, all while admitting guilt but is still worthy of a "Free ____ Now!" type of campaign, while Mr. Evans, Mr. Finnerty and Mr. Seligmann were strung from the gallows before charges were even filed? May I remind you that those charges were dropped and replaced with equally ridiculous, if not less serious, accusations because the "victim" turned out to be a liar, the DA Mike Lie-fong turned out to be a crook, and the defendants turned out to be...wouldn't you know it: Not Guilty? The NAACP is still encouraging that the Duke Non-Rape case go to trial, despite the mounting evidence that, once again, good White men were victims of slanderous, racist, money-hungry chimps.

Must be some more of that complicated niggonometry.

Monday, March 12, 2007

Being An Accessory to a Crime Isn't a Crime...Anymore

The "American" Civil Liberties Union, along with assorted Hispanic rights groups have filed a lawsuit against the leaders of Hazleton, PA to strike down ordinances that punish business owners who hire illegal immigrants and landlords who rent to the same.

Of all the things wrong with the ACLU, this one is a zinger. Instead of being concerned with the plethora of laws and statutes that restrict and oppress bona fide Americans... I needn't go on, you get the picture. On top of that, the lawsuit was brought on, in part, by the recent spike in violent crime committed by said mestizo vagabonds. Needless to say, they aren't thrilled that the citizens of this Pennsylvania town decided to protect their own interests.

After the the Pennsylvania courts are broken in the name of "civil rights", I'm sure the ACLU will move on to equally tyrannical laws, such as the practice of penalizing firearm dealers for selling guns to felons, or punishing the guy who buys liquor and cigarettes for a minor. Am I the only one with a headache?

Another Rifle on the Front

I know, fellas, I'm a bit late. I slept in. Nonetheless, here I am, ready to fight the good fight. You didn't think I was going to sit at home while foreign hordes overrun and rape my people, did you? And y'all thought you'd get to hog all of the fun. I'm adding my pen to the arsenal 'til the day when we must draw swords, and I give you my word; I won't sleep in on that day.