Little Geneva Is Back...

...with a vengeance. Go there now.

For My Darker Readers

I've gotten word that a few coloreds have stumbled across a little ol' blog called The Death of a Nation. Needless to say they aren't thrilled (you should hear some of the reviews The White Picket Fence has gotten for not bowing to the "Prince of Pomade"!). Well, since I've reached a new demographic, I'll take this opportunity to address them directly.

Dearest Black America:

Please do not misunderstand what is written here on my humble blog. You're fortunate enough to be somewhat literate (thanks to the very people you hate so much), so you're able to read what I have intended for my kin. While I have nothing to hide from you, my message for you is a little different from the one directed at my White family. Writing to you directly I feel I must change my tone and, on top of that, shift into an interrogative posture... whoa, didn't mean to lose you there. I mean "ask questions" as opposed to making accusations. My purpose is to better understand you, because believe me, I'm completely at a loss.

So, here goes:

What in Hell is the deal with you people? Are you, as a collective, just stupid? Is it in your DNA to be savage animals? Before you blame Whites and our notorious racism, keep in mind that blacks worldwide, especially those without White European influence, live in worse conditions than even the most abused 19th century negro slave. I mean, for f**k's sake, we've given you every opportunity and more to get equal...nay! Ahead! You're blowing it big time, and it's really getting on my nerves. Dare I say, our nerves. Get your sh** together pronto, because if history is any indicator, Whites don't take too much for too long.

Your Temporarily Peaceful Neighbor,
My Brothers' Keeper

Post Scriptum- For the educated young negress who questioned my grasp of the mechanics of the English language: I put the apostrophe after the "s" in "Brothers" because I have many "siblings". You see, I am referring to Whites, and they are all my responsibility. You can review this simple lesson in my native tongue here.

The Death Of Johannesburg

A blog illustrating the collapse and physical destruction of Johannesburg in the "New South Africa" -- the things that tourists are NOT told about.

Look what happens when the niggers are allowed to run amok unchecked. Look at how their beautiful Nubian culture has improved upon a once downtrodden European slum.

Please note that I've added a new link column titled "For Our Kin In South Africa". Some of the images posted on these blogs are heart wrenching and very graphic, so reader beware.

Again, I ask you, Brothers and Sisters: Will our children inherit the consequences of our timid refusal to defend our birthrights? I'll not have my sons in chains!

142 Years Of Despair

O I'm a good old rebel, now that's just what I am.
For this Yankee nation, I do not give a damn.
I'm glad I fought against her, I only wish we'd won.
I don't ask any pardon for anything I've done...
I hate this Yankee nation, and everything they do.

I hate the Declaration of Independence, too.

I hate the glorious Union, 'tis dripping with our blood,

I hate the striped banner, And fit it all I could...

I rode with Robert E. Lee for four years, near about.

Got wounded in four places, and starved at Point Lookout.

I cought the rheumatism, a'campin' in the snow,

But I killed my share of Yankees, and I wish we killed some more...

Three hundred thousand Yankees lie stiff in Southern dust!

We got three hundred thousand before they conquered us!

They died of Southern fever, of Southern steel and shot,

I wish it were three million, Instead of what we got...

I can't take up my musket and fight 'em now no more,

But I ain't gonna love 'em, now that is certain sure!

And I don't want no pardon for what I was and am,

And I won't be reconstructed, And I do not give a damn...

O I'm a good old rebel, now that's just what I am.

For this Yankee nation, I do not give a damn.

I'm glad I fought against her, I only wish we'd won.

I don't ask any pardon for anything I've done...

Lest We Forget Our Kin Overseas

While I consider myself a Nationalist, concerned first and foremost with the welfare of my people here, at home, let us not forget our cousins elsewhere in the world. After all, you wouldn't allow your neighbor's house to burn down because he doesn't live in yours. Would you?

This brings me to South Africa. When under White European control this country flourished. Now, abandoned by their fatherland, the White people left there are falling victim to the natural consequences of black "rule". Lawlessness, corruption and terror are the only things that flourish there now; cash crops sowed by savages and murderers, the "fruits" of which are being force fed to our kin who remain there only to make a living like their fathers once did.

While I can't take up my rifle and stand beside them on their front, I am My Brothers' Keeper, and I'll do what I can while fighting with you on our front, and what I can do is tell their story. Notice I've added a new link: South Africa Sucks. Let's keep up with the situation that is proving to be writing on the wall. South Africa is a crystal ball, Ladies and Gentlemen. Our swords keep the kaffirs here at bay, but for how long?

Will our sons grow up in their own South Africa? Will our daughters find themselves at the mercy of rapacious bushmen? Not if I have the last word, they won't!

Life Got You Down?

Need a laugh? Go visit our good friend Scorebored over at The White Picket Fence. This story is sure to make you crack a smile at the very least.

Homeless veterans, waves of minority crime, crooked politicians right out in the open and this is what the media chooses to report.

It All Comes Out In The Wash

Well, it's official. Whites are preferred to blacks by a staggering margin. According to researchers at Harvard, 70% of respondents to a web based study prefer White people on a subconscious level versus the 12% who lean towards the dark side. Here are the numbers at press time, straight from the test site:



More interestingly, the folks over at Harvard seem to have somewhat of a hidden agenda. The questions at they ask toward the end of the study, while probably all but meaningless to the White test subject, are heavily loaded and begging for the negro test subject to claim mental and emotional hardships due to White racism. To get a glimpse of what I mean, take the test, let it tell you what I assume you already know (because you're reading this blog), and then take a look at the questions they ask after you've been given the results. Try to imagine how you think a negro would answer to either justify the fact that they, too, prefer Whites or explain why whites are more popular than their feces-colored brethren.

In case you were wondering, studies show that My Brothers' Keeper prefers White people, but if you need Harvard researchers to tell you that, you've got a hole in the head.