tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59404215756227722062024-03-14T00:50:56.688-07:00Why Los Angeles Sucks!L.A. sucks and so does most of the U.S. We'll take a look at why California and the rest of the U.S. is going down the tubes, and we'll look at who's responsible and why! Pull up a chair and learn what it's like to live around millions of social service abusing, criminally minded illegal aliens and ungrateful, surly black folk.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940421575622772206.post-82983686133030097672008-04-14T21:34:00.000-07:002008-04-14T21:49:09.084-07:00I'll Be BackI've received a ton of comments since my last post - not a few of them wondering where the Hell I've been. Just after my last post I was asked to help out on a project that I felt would help "us" out in getting the truth to a wide audience. I won't get into what the project was, as now it's possible it was derailed, at least for the time being. Nothing nefarious, just very bad illness walloping one of the main people at the helm. However, my time was at a premium, and between work and helping out with this endeavor I had very little energy or time to put into the blog.<br /><br />Now I have some time. I'll be back at it, although I may take a different tack and go after the main culprits etc. Wider readership is needed, and something must be done to get more people to realize what's really going on. <br /><br />Some of the comments posted the last several months during my "hiatus" were really something. The usual name calling, the usual "...you white supremacists are," followed by all kinds of amateurish epithets. <br /><br />I should begin regular posts by next Monday, along with some other side projects I think will be good ways to get info to the younger folks. What those projects are will be discussed all in good time. <br /><br />For those of you firing off the insults; I don't give a damn what you attempt to think. Never did, never will. When you go under, I still won't care. I might laugh at you, but I won't care.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940421575622772206.post-55899851963983986442007-11-27T22:35:00.000-08:002007-11-29T20:00:10.914-08:00WHAT CAN BROWN DO FOR YOU?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLl6tvMzZC23IOZeumVEDlHOJWtOZPZUQjMoMyjSBMfsHGSa0-OA66Q9kfcQ1nKCQSkaoNtmmhugFmg76w5xQB30JNZxa0zpEaA2QgFWPO0_Ci1-NgaQkd1JwCHjBu7U1zaISNOiqjON8/s1600-h/Set540_01.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLl6tvMzZC23IOZeumVEDlHOJWtOZPZUQjMoMyjSBMfsHGSa0-OA66Q9kfcQ1nKCQSkaoNtmmhugFmg76w5xQB30JNZxa0zpEaA2QgFWPO0_Ci1-NgaQkd1JwCHjBu7U1zaISNOiqjON8/s400/Set540_01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137793957174814530" /></a><br /><br />Yeah, it’s been awhile since I last posted. Had to do more job related traveling and then the Holiday hit full tilt, so I was out of town again for that. But now that I’m back at ground zero, the center of the “experiment”, it’s time to kick the complaining into high gear and start posting regularly. See if anyone is paying attention to the complaints or if anyone even cares.<br /><br />****<br /><br />It’s irritating that so many Whites in the former US still don’t get it. I was thinking about this today while accompanying some coworkers on a lunch break. I had brought my lunch with me but decided to tag along when invited to get a bite. I figured I’d just grab an iced tea and watch the floor show at whatever fast-food restaurant my coworkers would choose as the best place to risk exposure to some third world malady. <br /><br />They decided on Mickey D’s. Great idea! There’s always a show if you’re looking for it. Most White people aren’t. That’s the problem. I knew that since we had to go into Hollywood to take care of some business on the way, this was going to be fun! The entire area is a perfect example of all that’s wrong with multiculturalism. Everywhere you turn there’s evidence of the nation-wrecking efficacy of this tool. If you’re aware of these things, that is. I’m not writing about the easily noticeable physical decay of our cities. It’s the small things that offer great lessons and insight to the larger game being played and the horrible consequences we have to face. But like I said, most White people aren’t aren’t aware or they’re in denial because of self-centeredness or cowardice. “I’m doing OK right now, don’t rock the boat!” What about your kid’s future? Look at what the latinos and blacks are doing. “Don’t get them mad! We could be called racist or get hurt!” Again, what about your kid’s future? Our people’s future? The brainwashing has gone along well, I have to admit. Many Whites have been programmed to be self-centered about themselves while having no concept of themselves, of their group, as a distinct race. It’s a mini-minded self centeredness that’s ruled by cowardice. Whites have been taught it’s in their best interest to ignore the greater good of their own race without realizing it at all. We're witness to the complete atomization of the members of a single race. However, as usual, I digress.<br /><br />We enter Mickey D’s and I get in line to pay for my iced tea. Immediately my attention is locked on the lard-assed latino family farting around at one of the registers. They’re screwing things up because none of them can read the posted menu. The mouth-breather operating the register is also latino and she moves in slow motion looking from them to the pictures on the menu boards and back asking them what they want in what passes for Spanish among latrinos. Papa Felipe points at an item and then asks questions about it. The mezzo at the counter gives an explanation and then Papa Felipe points at something else and asks about it. I guess he’s concerned about the nutritional value of each and every item sold at McDonald’s. If so, that concern started with this very meal because the entire familia, dad, mom, the four cubs, are to put it nicely, pigs. Fatsos. Momma and Papa each weigh over 300 lbs and the cubs are miniature imitations of their parents. I get mad because I know that the lard has been layered on at the expense of White taxpayers. The people in line behind these self-absorbed dummies look fit to be tied, but no one says anything. <br /><br />I take a look at the next register and immediately I can see there’s a good chance for some laughs. A loud talking, fat assed black woman accompanied by a loud talking, fat assed black woman, is one person away from the front of the line. There’s a dull-eyed latino male in his early 20’s manning the register so a good mix of ingredients are present for an explosion of multicultural goodness as directed by our masters here in the former U-S of A. <br /><br />One of my coworkers is in the line to my right and he’s made it to the promised land, it’s his turn to step up and spin the Wheel of Diversity. I have to admit that it’s almost fun to watch a fellow coworker enjoy the “hispanic experience”. <br /><br />“I’d like a quarter pounder on its own - not the meal, just the sandwich.” <br />“Ju wan’ the meal? Get a larsh fries…”<br />“Just the sandwich, with a double-cheeseburger, on its own.”<br />“Ju wan’ the meal for the cheece-burgar?”<br />“On its own.”<br /><br />Of course my coworker is too enlightened to ever come out and ask why so many of these people are apparently functional on the low end of the brainpower spectrum. The oaf at the register was barely listening, spitting out his rote “questions” with very little comprehension of what he was really asking. To him it’s just pictures, a few words and a register that figures out the change due. The lack of gray matter is noticeable to almost everyone, but they’ve been programmed to spout media approved knee-jerk excuses whenever it’s brought up. “They’re learning the language.” They’re not learning it very well. “They’re uneducated.” Sure. How are they going to get educated unless they learn the language? Then again, becoming truly educated takes some brainpower which is what the majority of these folks are lacking. The mayor of our fair city who has failed the State Bar Exam on four separate occasions is example A. “Hey, they’re working. They work hard.” Each succeeding generation of these parasites has a higher unemployment rate than the previous one and a huge number of them work <span style="font-weight:bold;">and</span> collect social services like welfare, food-stamps, WIC, housing vouchers, Section 8, the list is endless. Their rate of out of wedlock births is skyrocketing. What’s it going to be like in 5 years? 10 years? 15 years? What about <span style="font-weight:bold;">OUR</span> people down the road? What about <span style="font-weight:bold;">OUR</span> children? I don’t give a shit about these interlopers and neither should any other White person who’s capable of independent, rational thought.<br /><br />I take a look to the side and see the two, loud talking, fat assed black women are busy at the register. <br /><br />“You make sure everythin’ is right befo’ you call mah numbah!” <br /><br />The beandog at the counter laughs. <br /><br />“Ha ha Hell! I hope you unnerstan English. Last time I was heah the girl didn’t unnerstan shit.”<br /><br />The beandog smiles but his eyes radiate murderous rage. The two women are busy looking around at the rest of the customers to see if they've enjoyed the sassiness so they don't notice the glares of the mezzos. The women grab their receipt and step away to wait for their food. The manager, latino of course, and several other people working in the back look like they’d like to stab the two africans. I have little doubt they gave the loud pair's burgers some special treatment.<br /><br />Things move along and it’s my turn to order from the latino dullard at the register. Have you ever noticed that many africans and latrinos have what appears to be a scum over their eyes? There’s no glossy sheen, just something dull, almost like pond scum, giving them the flat, brainless stare of a chicken. Or a shark. <br /><br />“Large iced tea.”<br /><br />“HI-C. Hoo-kay.” He starts ringing it up.<br /><br />“No, I want an iced tea.” I move closer to make sure he has to raise his head higher to look me in the eye. <br /><br />“Hi…”. <br /><br />“Iced tea.”<br /><br />I’m looking down at him. Now he gets it. Imagine these idiots with their poor English skills and low powered noodles in charge of more important things than fast food. You don’t have to imagine here in LA, they’ve already been placed in positions they don’t deserve and can’t handle, just like africans. See exhibit A, LA’s mayor like I mentioned earlier. On the other hand, I'm also convinced that half the time they do understand and are just screwing around to frustrate Whitey. <br /><br />I give him the money and he hands me a cup. I watch to make sure he doesn’t put his finger in it etc. I’ve had that happen and I point blank will ask for another cup and tell them not to do that. I also carry hand sanitizer with me. It’s a must when you’re in a third world country like Southern California.<br /><br />I go to the drink dispensers and get my iced tea. I have a seat while waiting for my coworkers and take a look around the place. Five thuggish latino teens sit at one table, jabbering in a mix of Spanglish and accented English. They’re going on about some “punks” who got their "asses kicked" and how everyone had to “run for it” because the “pinche jura” (pronounced "hura" = cops) showed up. I can only hope it was their fellow pre-cro-magnon mezzos who were getting clobbered. <br /><br />Some weird, very nebbish, very jewish looking guy is wandering around the restaurant. He has a Micky D’s bag in one hand and his drink in the other so he obviously ordered his food to go. But he doesn’t leave the restaurant. He has a seat at a table, takes out his food, looks around, puts the food back in the bag and then starts walking around the restaurant again, looking for another seat. He finally finds one to his liking, sits down, takes out his food, looks around, has one bite of a hamburger, then stares at the back of some groid sitting a few feet away. He puts his food back in the bag and goes to the counter at the back of the restaurant, has a seat at the end, takes out his food and starts eating. A guy two seats down the counter from him coughs. The Wandering jew wraps up his food, notices me noticing him, looks around, then sits at another table. I look away to see how my associates are doing, they’re still waiting for their food. I look back toward the restless Woody Allen and he’s staring at me. I stare back, he looks away and takes a bite out of his burger. I hear one of my coworkers call my name, I turn and wave so he can see me. I look back toward my new friend. He’s already got his food stuffed in the bag and he’s headed for the door. He exits, looking back into the restaurant as he walks through the lot. He sees me looking at him, and he mouths “Fuck you!” I smile and give him the finger. He’s probably a Hollywood psychiatrist or one of many local “experts” who are chosen to appear on the news and dispense valuable info to us dumb goyim.<br /><br />My coworkers finally join me at the table. <br /><br />“Are you sure you don’t want to get something to eat?”<br /><br />“Very sure.”<br /><br />“You know you’re going to get hungry watching us eat.”<br /><br />“Not bloody likely.”<br /><br />They all laugh. They make a few polite remarks about the “language problem” they encountered while they ordered their food. I find my mind starting to wander. I look at the mezzos at the counter, in line for food, eating at the tables. None of them should be here. Most or all them shouldn’t even exist.*** I then start thinking about the whole mess. Wondering about it. Asking myself about LA in particular, and the US in general; What has brown done for you? For us?<br /><br />A couple of people have aired comments at this blog with some of this info. But here it is again, just a small sample of what brown has done for us. Keep in mind the following stats are from the LA(tino) Times of all places, so they’re probably even worse than what’s admitted - I’ve added my own comments where appropriate:<br /><br /><br />1. <span style="font-weight:bold;">40% of all workers in L.A. County (L.A. County has over 10 million <br />people) are working for cash and not paying taxes. This is because they are predominantly illegal immigrants, working without a green card.</span><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">LA County probably has about 15 million people, and it’s a good bet over half are illegal latrinos and/or their “citizen” children. The US government telling us there are “12 million” illegals in the entire US is bullshit. There are probably that many in CA alone.</span> <br /><br />2. <span style="font-weight:bold;">95% of warrants for murder in Los Angeles are for illegal aliens.</span> Seems higher than that! Go <a href="http://www.lapdonline.org/most_wanted">here</a> and have a look. <span style="font-style:italic;">You can hardly find anything that isn't latrino. </span><br /><br />3. <span style="font-weight:bold;">75% of people on the most wanted list in Los Angeles are illegal aliens.</span> <span style="font-style:italic;">No, it’s higher. Again, have a <a href="http://www.lapdonline.org/most_wanted">look</a>.</span><br /><br />4. <span style="font-weight:bold;">Over 2/3's of all births in Los Angeles County are to illegal alien Mexicans on Medi-Cal whose births were paid for by taxpayers.</span> <span style="font-style:italic;">It's over 80% according to doctors and other health care workers in the county, and not all of them are "sympathetic" to my views.</span> <br /><br />5. <span style="font-weight:bold;">Nearly 25% of all inmates in California detention centers are Mexican nationals here illegally.</span> <span style="font-style:italic;">It’s higher than that and the “citizen” beandogs who are also in prison have resulted in the state having a prison population that is overwhelmingly “hispanic”. But it’s all due to “racism”, right?</span><br /><br />6. <span style="font-weight:bold;">Over 300,000 illegal aliens in Los Angeles County are living in garages.</span> <span style="font-style:italic;">That's all?</span><br /><br />7. <span style="font-weight:bold;">The FBI reports half of all gang members in Los Angeles are most likely illegal aliens from south of the border.</span> <span style="font-style:italic;">I’d bet it’s more like 65%. The LAPD says it’s about 60%. Add up the anchor babies who aren’t truly US citizens and it’s more like 80%. </span><br /><br />8. <span style="font-weight:bold;">Nearly 60% of all occupants of HUD properties in LA are illegal.</span> <span style="font-style:italic;">Toss in the “anchor babies” and it’s worse.</span> <br /><br />9. <span style="font-weight:bold;">21 radio stations in L.A. are Spanish speaking.</span> <span style="font-style:italic;">Yeah, and they have names like “93.9 la Raza”. <br /></span><br />10. <span style="font-weight:bold;">In L.A.County 5.1 million people speak English. 3.9 million speak Spanish (10.2 million people in L.A.County)</span>. <span style="font-style:italic;">It’s worse, see #1 above. Hey, you can go to 7/11 and check out the Slurpee cup dispensers. You have your choice of “chico”, “mediano” or “grande”.</span><br /><br />Again, all 10 of the above are from the Los Angeles Times which is little more than a bolshevik rag, controlled, written and operated by the children and grandchildren of the fun-loving folks who led the “Russian Revolution” that produced the murders of tens of millions of Russians and Ukrainians, because they were... Russians and Ukrainians. Never mind millions more murdered in the old “Eastern Bloc”. Millions murdered, just like we are being murdered and wiped out in the US and Europe, Australia, New Zealand (through non-white immigration, subsized non-white birthrates and non-white crime) because we’re Russian, English, French, Italian, German… because we’re White! Get it? Wake up! The bolsheviks succeeded in their full takeover in DC in the 1960’s and the slow motion dismantling of our country and murder of Whites has been going on ever since. Stand back, look at the facts. The only way to argue against this is to be thoroughly brainwashed or completely disingenuous.<br /><br />How about some more? Less than 2% of illegal aliens are picking our crops but 29% are on <a href="http://www.cis.org ">welfare</a>. <span style="font-style:italic;">I disagree, it’s worse. All of the anchor babies qualify for welfare and are wrongly considered US citizens. Huge numbers of “working”, so-called “American-ized” latinos whose families have been here “forever” secretly enjoy the same abuse of welfare and other programs that blacks have had fun with for decades.</span><br /><br />Over 70% of the United States annual population growth (and over 90% of California, Florida, and New York) results from immigration. Think about that. Think about what’s in store for our children. Some day the people in charge will pull off the masks. When they think things have tipped far enough, it will be <span style="font-style:italic;">“OPEN” open season</span> on Whites instead of the unacknowledged “open season” on Whites it’s been for the last 40 years or so. <br /><br />The cost of immigration to the American taxpayer back in 1997 was a NET (after subtracting taxes immigrants pay) $70 BILLION a year, [Professor Donald Huddle, Rice University]. <span style="font-style:italic;">You think it’s gotten better the last 10 years?</span><br /><br />The lifetime fiscal impact (taxes paid minus services used) for the average adult mexican immigrant is a <span style="font-style:italic;">NEGATIVE</span>, they cost three times what they put into the system. If the government admits they cost three times as much as they put in, you know things actually have to be worse.<br /><br />The government "admits" that 29% of inmates in federal prisons are illegal aliens. It’s probably worse. Blacks and latinos are now over 70% of the prison population in the US. I guess once they set their minds to excel at something, they can succeed.<br /><br />Well, can’t stop now. What else has brown done for us?<br /><br />47% of cited/stopped drivers in California have no driver's license, no insurance and no registration and of that 47%, 92% were illegals. The stats are similar in Arizona and New Mexico.<br /><br />Hey, here’s more from the L.A. Times. Good old “conservative” Orange County here in Southern California, you know, “Republican County”, supposedly home to all those bad White people is also home to 275 gangs with 17,000 members, 98% of which are Mexican and Asian.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx2Q7cSIwaOv9mpFpI47QkpP2el101pNhKojrlpjQlZfwu44hAdRe1x9i7WEyk-gUx3jDnOLSPmgQWC3dkbhXEUZ-JytGkpaFgP6YiUq9RSRAMChVbzcsLUHWgT0DErc8NxInqYRjKn1Q/s1600-h/18thhandbook1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx2Q7cSIwaOv9mpFpI47QkpP2el101pNhKojrlpjQlZfwu44hAdRe1x9i7WEyk-gUx3jDnOLSPmgQWC3dkbhXEUZ-JytGkpaFgP6YiUq9RSRAMChVbzcsLUHWgT0DErc8NxInqYRjKn1Q/s400/18thhandbook1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137793957174814562" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">Natural Republicans! If the neocons say so, it must be true!</span><br /><br />All of this is coming your way my friend. Sure, you can deny it. But I’m right. Even friends of mine who live far outside Chicago, in the middle of Illinois, now find themselves surrounded by filthy, crime-loving, drunk driving, disease ridden illegal aliens from mexico and other turd-buckets from South of our former border.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_O5BuENydDDIMJVBq1sGiEzdz1NGbxBucEWgEkYgcQLe8A6Yo2gjTUlfPanaFDTfP35Pyy5sMgRW50-1nHSfP-NnEqJyHWLFgi0OE-K8VQZd9MEQYpTzj1AlVIBC34IB04sTGDHpG9DI/s1600-h/border_dees.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_O5BuENydDDIMJVBq1sGiEzdz1NGbxBucEWgEkYgcQLe8A6Yo2gjTUlfPanaFDTfP35Pyy5sMgRW50-1nHSfP-NnEqJyHWLFgi0OE-K8VQZd9MEQYpTzj1AlVIBC34IB04sTGDHpG9DI/s400/border_dees.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137793957174814546" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">It's the second Gold Rush! How much can they grab before Whitey's pockets are completely empty?</span><br /><br />We need to set things right. A long struggle is ahead, but it can be won. Things can be fixed, and Thanksgiving can again be a day that actually means something. It can be done, even if we have to turn every lamppost in the US into a gallows. Like many others have cautioned, don’t laugh. If enough of the responsible people or their family members, relatives and acquaintances start receiving some of what they’ve been doing to us for generations, you can bet they’ll eventually cut and run. Their arrogance will have them try to come back and do it again. It will be up to us, to our descendants, to make sure the lessons from this time around are not forgotten. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBn2ejphCWE62afgrPWGHx0cYIznchoet63ptgktzEky1QAge_1zG6iHrN4uQBcZO0lurvIevHyilYJvsWcyPOlLQASERme3cAg0PttwVynUSzR0uojkGZhyXf94L8SbGX8E3XlfmkneM/s1600-h/bnr_mes_college.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBn2ejphCWE62afgrPWGHx0cYIznchoet63ptgktzEky1QAge_1zG6iHrN4uQBcZO0lurvIevHyilYJvsWcyPOlLQASERme3cAg0PttwVynUSzR0uojkGZhyXf94L8SbGX8E3XlfmkneM/s400/bnr_mes_college.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137793961469781874" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">Does this look like your kid, fellow White person? Take a look at other "college programs" sponsored by our "Big Corporations" in the US. See any White people in their campaigns? See any White males? </span><br /><br />***Most non-whites in the world wouldn't even exist without White "charity" - most of that money coming from Whites via confiscatory tax schemes run by governments hostile to the White populations they are supposed to represent. Without White money, the third world populations would drop rapidly and in fact will drop rapidly once things are "corrected". Think of how much has been taken from Whites the last four decades and poured into mud holes like latin america and africa. Their populations would be 10 or 20 percent of what we now see if Whites weren't being robbed 24/7. <br /><br /><br />Thanks for reading. I'll be back later to fix any typos etc from banging it out too quick - as usual.<br /><br />Big EfferUnknownnoreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940421575622772206.post-49202380543322432272007-11-10T19:53:00.001-08:002007-11-11T23:35:34.477-08:00THEY'RE HERE, THEY'RE QUEER, AND THEY'RE VERY SICKOne of the 6,329,418 reasons LA sucks is the fact that there's a tremendous amount of queers in this town.<br /><br />The story run by so-called conservative Michelle Malkin a few days ago dovetailed nicely with my experience on Halloween. You can go to the following link and read about ABC News hiring homo actors to go out and publicly get intimate with each other: michellemalkin.com/2007/11/05/manufacturing-the-news-abc-news-hires-actors-to-engage-in-homosexual-pda-provoke-reaction<br /><br />The fine folks at ABC News wanted the "actors" to get intimate in front of straight people in order to "provoke reaction". Why? Why to show all of us who aren’t toeing the PC line when it comes to our views on homos how intolerant, stupid and wrongheaded those rednecks hicks are down South. More correctly, to show us that anyone who isn’t “accepting” of homos is not with it, wrong, a hater. You don’t want to be like them, do you? You aren’t hiding your ill-informed views by keeping your disgust of fags to yourself, are you? You don’t want to be “wrong”, do you? You do want to be like everyone else, and enthuse how much you like buttfuckers, right? You do realize that anyone who thinks rump-raiders are strange and sick is on par with racists, right? The people behind this mess know exactly what’s going on and are doing their level best to try and come up with new ways to indoctrinate the masses while having a good laugh at how they’re pissing on traditional, Western White Culture. In fact, Malkin herself is just cover, just a diversion. Something to be used to continue the brainwashing. More on that below.<br /><br />Faggots in the former U.S. have managed to attain a status close to or equal to that of blacks, latinos, jews, and other groups who have been deemed sacrosanct, above criticism in today’s Brave New World. The average brainwashed White lemming goes right along with PC policy designed to destroy White culture and identity, at least publicly. You mention someone’s a filthy, perverted bone smoking homo and you hear things like:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">“What does it matter?”<br /><br />“Who cares what they do at home?”<br /><br />“As long as they keep it to themselves I don’t care.”<br /><br />“I have gay friends.”</span><br /><br />These days you can of course substitute blacks, spicks, jews, indians, asians, sadists, just about anything but <span style="font-style:italic;">straight White male</span> for "homo" and you’ll get similar answers. The brainwashed Whites are Pavlovian in their responses. I guess we see other examples of similar reactions in complaints posted on many sites throughout the web that attempt to point out certain inconvenient facts. Once in a while some sane person will manage to have a letter printed in a newspaper or magazine or post some sensible comments on a “mainstream” news site that point out what twisted, sick, perverse monsters most queers are and just like any missive that points out faults, problems, and uncomfortable truths about an anointed group, the brave soul’s message will be framed in a way that makes their thoughts appear to be outside the norm, the rantings of some lunatic or a person bordering on the primitive who’d be better off in the distant, ignorant past rather than in today’s enlightened times.<br /><br />This brings me to Halloween. A day that has become one of the most sacred on the faggot calendar.<br /><br />Remember when Halloween was merely a fun day for kids, especially small children? They could dress up and go trick or treating, parents could take pictures, everyone would have a fun time, maybe a party here or there. It seems like those days are long gone in large sections of what is still called America.<br /><br />A day that used to be fun for the kids has turned into some kind of festival celebrating the bizarre, the sick, superstitions and the profane, with most of it wrapped up in juvenile self-absorption. Nowhere is it more concentrated than in Southern California’s own West Hollywood, better known as “Boy’s Town” to the locals, and we’re not talking about any place that has to do with Father Flannigan. We’re talking about the city of West Hollywood, a faggot filled “village” surrounded by LA and squeezed up next to Beverly Hills. The place is crawling with AIDS riddled queers. Its Halloween party is supposedly the largest in the former US of A. Crowd estimates for this year’s fest ranged from 350,000 to 500,000. I don’t know how many actual humans were part of the huge crowd of freaks in SoCal’s version of Sodom & Gomorrah, but there was at least one there. That would be me, Big Effer, on hand as your intrepid reporter for an evening of horrors.<br /><br />Halloween has somehow morphed into a day in which we’re supposed to step back and marvel at the wonderful “creativity” and “personality” of homosexuals and other sexual perverts who define the new era, a new era of acceptance. Supposedly gone are the ignorant days of yore when people who believed that men buggering and sodomizing each other wasn’t quite what nature intended.<br /><br />The city of West Hollywood decided to block off a long stretch of Santa Monica Blvd, from La Cienega to Almont Dr. Several local radio stations set up tents and dance areas. There were food stands left and right, and dozens and dozens of portable toilets lining both sides of the street on one long stretch, meaning there were plenty of places for the queers to hook up in semi-privacy if they wanted to. Most didn’t bother. They could do that publicly. After all, it’s Halloween. It’s West Hollywood. It’s the sunset of Western Civilization. May as well party like there’s no tomorrow…<br /><br />Queers are another of the many “outlier” groups that are feeling their collective oats these days, much in the same way that blacks, latinos and other non-whites are in the current situation in America. The butt-pirates are entrenched in the media, even appearing to enjoy some measure of media control, not a small part of that owed to the fact that the group that basically owns most of the media sees bone-smokers as another group of useful idiots, effective tools that can be used to aid in the breakdown of orderly White Western societies along with hordes of non-white invaders and a calculated dumbing down and trashing of our culture. It’s doubtful that some hate-filled, self deceptive hypocrite like Sumner Redstone (real name: Murray Rothstein), head of Viacom, “owner” of MTV, etc. actually has any respect for some guy who bends over and takes another man’s pole up his rear, but he does see the “value” in using such a sick individual to destroy the society that plays host to him and his ilk. That’s how Whites are being repaid for giving up their lives in WWII and other bullshit wars presented to the public with cover stories that are so far from reality as to border on science fiction. But the big lie has worked for decades, as long as you control the media. Our enemies control most of the media. One of their pet big lies is that queers are normal. They say queers are normal to imply that you, a normal White person, are abnormal in some fashion.<br /><br />Fudge-packers are normal? On what planet? They’re sick, twisted, abnormal, self-absorbed creatures whose every thought apparently centers on sexual perversion. Keeping this in mind can’t help but make me wonder how evil and twisted those are who try to present these creatures as normal to us, to try to make normal people’s children look up to these things, to be influenced by them, to follow them.<br /><br />With camera in hand I decided to wade in and record some of what was going on at this year’s West Hollywood Halloween Festival. <span style="font-style:italic;">I apologize now for the picture quality. I didn’t find out until I had arrived at the horrific spectacle that the flash was not operative on the camera.</span> I believe I still managed to get some shots that I think convey the spirit of the evening. Pictures that show just how normal and mainstream the poofters are. Keep in mind that these pictures I have posted are a small example of what you could see strutting their stuff in Fagville. Thousands of these monsters were strolling the boulevard making their “statements” with “costumes” or barely wearing anything at all. Normal all the way. Hey, if they say it on TV it must be true!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGpamqYoLUn9ZODMKjfyd48H5eQvzQkm2GneUAmMNFAsH32ici8wJSera0c6E6NNBt_7FARil69HgHQC7197RefRcClIBd4YLrSLJzhksWhQ-iAYzZFaJDBVYsCW5IOjgKF7yphVG5dzc/s1600-h/01Pudenda.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGpamqYoLUn9ZODMKjfyd48H5eQvzQkm2GneUAmMNFAsH32ici8wJSera0c6E6NNBt_7FARil69HgHQC7197RefRcClIBd4YLrSLJzhksWhQ-iAYzZFaJDBVYsCW5IOjgKF7yphVG5dzc/s320/01Pudenda.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131849037878767634" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-RDI7DeVR6-e0kPDxcCJvzi4ng8xACfe-UbkQ74lpAxOoYTqf2iL67dNWEhDmPTHRwxaAic4xThXWEzBxqhF8FL6tDFvDghO5jDSywni5GQHbHTUb0-8mJ6_e-zH6hwQaP1A2f6wbi4g/s1600-h/02Pudenda.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-RDI7DeVR6-e0kPDxcCJvzi4ng8xACfe-UbkQ74lpAxOoYTqf2iL67dNWEhDmPTHRwxaAic4xThXWEzBxqhF8FL6tDFvDghO5jDSywni5GQHbHTUb0-8mJ6_e-zH6hwQaP1A2f6wbi4g/s320/02Pudenda.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131849046468702242" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Look at this guy. Yes, he’s dressed up like some kind of fat woman who's supposed to be exposing “herself”. He’s letting his very real manboobs hang out in the Halloween air. From the waist down, he’s wearing a prosthetic to make it appear as if he has dangling pudenda that are supposed to titillate bystanders. Yeah, he’s normal. Do you want him working around or with your children? Handling your food? Maybe he’s a male nurse at a local hospital. If he contracted AIDS, you think he’d make sure he took precautions to ensure he didn’t “accidentally” infect patients? I got a kick out of some White teens who walked by, called this guy a “fag” and threw a Slurpee at him before ducking into the crowd. Gives me hope that at least a few kids are able to overcome some of the brainwashing.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7G9tjzcu8tuaW13wr0cgmbwnmgZ9WQFAdetQJ7JTGAqqtaw8hXSoiIS2uJ5bQj_urDVpGlCVFOT4v3RRLFTvQFpituEd65yM97hxHV2x6HRh9XUCPSFYi_3cYk4REJCu5JYuVo2YrS3I/s1600-h/03Faggot.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7G9tjzcu8tuaW13wr0cgmbwnmgZ9WQFAdetQJ7JTGAqqtaw8hXSoiIS2uJ5bQj_urDVpGlCVFOT4v3RRLFTvQFpituEd65yM97hxHV2x6HRh9XUCPSFYi_3cYk4REJCu5JYuVo2YrS3I/s320/03Faggot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131849050763669554" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Then we’ve got this piece of work. For a few seconds I thought it was steroid queen Marion Jones, then I thought that maybe it was Serena Williams, but I realized that it was too small. When I got closer, I was able to see that it was just another, normal, 6’3” black fag in go-go boots and a mini-skirt. Normal. You go…er, girl. I guess.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2nkI9PRKO1CKSculKoCeHvwDNtaLEb8IKpiAY2gOmXL76HIIbYvGhE_4smTt1QVpeQJ-jtJdrd-9M8iqFC_F0-5MS_lMZgqMzJ5VZfrXWUhNaH3ji4ibSmA-ia7df5AH4SsbgLjEN8NM/s1600-h/04Macho1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2nkI9PRKO1CKSculKoCeHvwDNtaLEb8IKpiAY2gOmXL76HIIbYvGhE_4smTt1QVpeQJ-jtJdrd-9M8iqFC_F0-5MS_lMZgqMzJ5VZfrXWUhNaH3ji4ibSmA-ia7df5AH4SsbgLjEN8NM/s320/04Macho1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131849059353604162" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUcL_2d6t7nTMYVfzZIFcVZ0p7D1fLWgjxvmlHo0qv0qq-rMCykbKIzNbLZrQxuO_mY6LN4QwvCG5MRGJ7jswmzdCHjEj_dSF0QnSibfjta3tQceiegAwToAtji5c4o_xoxrSiQ2bkxoM/s1600-h/05Macho2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUcL_2d6t7nTMYVfzZIFcVZ0p7D1fLWgjxvmlHo0qv0qq-rMCykbKIzNbLZrQxuO_mY6LN4QwvCG5MRGJ7jswmzdCHjEj_dSF0QnSibfjta3tQceiegAwToAtji5c4o_xoxrSiQ2bkxoM/s320/05Macho2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131849072238506066" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Don’t think I’m going to leave the latinos out of this. No sir. You can see in the images above how happy the two macho mexicans were to have their picture taken by Big Effer. Lord knows what they do with burritos, never mind each other. Normal as can be, you betcha. Don’t you dare think these lisping cross-dressers are strange. Bad thoughts like that mean you aren’t like everyone else, they mean you’re bad. You don’t want to be called a hater, do you?</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5VDqYFDYIY3Bkd_pPfT2E7VULKcKS4rPdnhRa4VTsZS99T5CNxX1EQVhFxBxmqatKFKXmF3xKEYoT147Ot9KIsSASkm861rhffVB7PmhbJ5KcAtha8QgrUpmsuQRx2H_QEQrZXCRoTEo/s1600-h/06Typical.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5VDqYFDYIY3Bkd_pPfT2E7VULKcKS4rPdnhRa4VTsZS99T5CNxX1EQVhFxBxmqatKFKXmF3xKEYoT147Ot9KIsSASkm861rhffVB7PmhbJ5KcAtha8QgrUpmsuQRx2H_QEQrZXCRoTEo/s320/06Typical.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131849630584254562" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">It was amazing to see how enamored with themselves these fags were. Wigs, high heels, fluffy mini-skirts. Without the heels, three of the four were my height. Yes indeed, nothing more than a few normal, manly men out for a stroll. The guy closest to me gave me a dirty look because he could tell I was laughing at them instead of with them. But he didn’t have the nerve to actually say anything. I wondered why the Hell the old guy wanted to take a picture with them, but then I saw the huge scar on the side of his head and figured he’d had part of his brain removed and didn’t really know what was going on. He probably thought he was at his high school prom. Normal guys. Right? Fun loving drag queens. You should have seen them whistling at the straight 11 and 12 year old boys walking by. I am not kidding. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYMCvvhg7PgKlRjXPEYIhc15Mw10yOW5RkSMsafZ_s83YZGCKnOi8fbhJV_W5L4g2I0rzxUJEh-IpZcwjlY_fFpwRPWLWRKKVOUgvNFpsH_zyP6ytJmPaGIeL-kJlz0cer4ZvnBl6mHBM/s1600-h/07hate.monitorman.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYMCvvhg7PgKlRjXPEYIhc15Mw10yOW5RkSMsafZ_s83YZGCKnOi8fbhJV_W5L4g2I0rzxUJEh-IpZcwjlY_fFpwRPWLWRKKVOUgvNFpsH_zyP6ytJmPaGIeL-kJlz0cer4ZvnBl6mHBM/s320/07hate.monitorman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131849643469156466" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0AGe_ur8zkaAAt-2vsjmN1vmYbF3bleIC0x-1epD-yAeHDE8wotDeEC6vTANhuYVjFRe2__tXUuhtfn66_3tyjv9Lnnmjlkh_ATgbJFFMFez733VBAoZ-Br8RVxpt5XEeVjdHNYXyM7I/s1600-h/08skull.dance.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0AGe_ur8zkaAAt-2vsjmN1vmYbF3bleIC0x-1epD-yAeHDE8wotDeEC6vTANhuYVjFRe2__tXUuhtfn66_3tyjv9Lnnmjlkh_ATgbJFFMFez733VBAoZ-Br8RVxpt5XEeVjdHNYXyM7I/s320/08skull.dance.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131849647764123778" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Then there was this slice of Americana. Literally starkers. A nice jewish boy with a skull covering his pathetic pecker, claws, a footlong rubber tongue and bizarre fangs. Normal as could be. If you think strutting around with a Daniel Boone coonskin cap pasted to your ass and an animal skull glued to your crotch is normal. How creative! How cute! How wonderful! How normal!</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhOt2SLEwKEcy5qYmoGYlOehpJEHhclqUrxP-xmkYGYvOXIqP_AYxnjlIQ7fc5lDeSfLIW0FdiGfsldTYps4GtMJwOdVO_9agLztf2y_rxk3Qa1cl6vUUYC6RBH-_4CTFPgBi791MGGpE/s1600-h/09carrot.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhOt2SLEwKEcy5qYmoGYlOehpJEHhclqUrxP-xmkYGYvOXIqP_AYxnjlIQ7fc5lDeSfLIW0FdiGfsldTYps4GtMJwOdVO_9agLztf2y_rxk3Qa1cl6vUUYC6RBH-_4CTFPgBi791MGGpE/s320/09carrot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131849660649025682" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Skull Dick also had a friend with him. This guy jammed an ice-cream cone or something over his prick and preened and pranced with his buddy. The brainwashed sheeple couldn’t wait for their turn to take pictures with these guys. Poster boys for tolerance I reckon.</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpeUXrFFlkdMa6fpbN1hGBXtXeqNvsVw3A_wpKxOfMVkefVDxYY72vQ5K3adqME0-E6rNNjh5FogPMP24lWO1728KoWHar-iuqgiLmLJ1q0N-S_8uLFgEXWm-QIIJDUqGQkRalxEnaFkQ/s1600-h/10everyday.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpeUXrFFlkdMa6fpbN1hGBXtXeqNvsVw3A_wpKxOfMVkefVDxYY72vQ5K3adqME0-E6rNNjh5FogPMP24lWO1728KoWHar-iuqgiLmLJ1q0N-S_8uLFgEXWm-QIIJDUqGQkRalxEnaFkQ/s320/10everyday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131849669238960290" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc9PZVVLBVPodDBQgOH6cSyqz6T9JWLIeReWgbp1BNRZDRJadjP10yg3CrOP4Ua-5oDxzLe_EHMwAgkbtoR4jiba1VxwIGi2BE5bPCgipQ-R5-B9gHxQLJdBQo3r33slgVOTNtdufU2ms/s1600-h/11.yo.yo.yo.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc9PZVVLBVPodDBQgOH6cSyqz6T9JWLIeReWgbp1BNRZDRJadjP10yg3CrOP4Ua-5oDxzLe_EHMwAgkbtoR4jiba1VxwIGi2BE5bPCgipQ-R5-B9gHxQLJdBQo3r33slgVOTNtdufU2ms/s320/11.yo.yo.yo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131850244764577970" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Look at the face on the baby at the left. His mother deserves a kick in the teeth for bringing a child to this "festival". Seeing little children like this in this atmosphere was the most disturbing thing about the evening.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3SKTOvP_HsbN6Jo9KAjen5JL-LHvcO_vLEOao3f4xBZQEJ-0Sc6wGr6NuYTyvULRIzlI__5TRAcFOghES6n4d_NPzSoumYsl6-lHdSyvXVH0yeXrGVmw5qBuaurgquwgbG1YgXV_KCXU/s1600-h/12ignorant.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3SKTOvP_HsbN6Jo9KAjen5JL-LHvcO_vLEOao3f4xBZQEJ-0Sc6wGr6NuYTyvULRIzlI__5TRAcFOghES6n4d_NPzSoumYsl6-lHdSyvXVH0yeXrGVmw5qBuaurgquwgbG1YgXV_KCXU/s320/12ignorant.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131850249059545282" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">There's no shortage of stupid people and certainly no shortage of sick perverts in the former U.S. of A.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwPQhPyyNZE8KlNzBhhQEmeCCZXMptr83_CGta75UN2rotZ8HUtggU6MX2DCI4tnfzjaVWPcsfcXxx5JkvJ668nnLhx78JCmLwVjKC22IH_2enCbHbRTrM7QitpB6UxqMnT1BWn4m5BQQ/s1600-h/13honest.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwPQhPyyNZE8KlNzBhhQEmeCCZXMptr83_CGta75UN2rotZ8HUtggU6MX2DCI4tnfzjaVWPcsfcXxx5JkvJ668nnLhx78JCmLwVjKC22IH_2enCbHbRTrM7QitpB6UxqMnT1BWn4m5BQQ/s320/13honest.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131850261944447186" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">This guy gave me a dirty look. Why? As I was taking the picture I told him I could tell he absolutely believed in the statement printed on his shirt. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS_G3jdguMz0JpnFot6f0YsEIXRK-bawzrOrUA-YJI7X2OjqhMm2zSLV_Emcp_foC3OCcTuRV26PKwmIwP7T9XyO1XI6bKc5uHC0KOmSG4t2whDRP0kWLyszeLmYasGbw07nCT5ym9F_E/s1600-h/14box.2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS_G3jdguMz0JpnFot6f0YsEIXRK-bawzrOrUA-YJI7X2OjqhMm2zSLV_Emcp_foC3OCcTuRV26PKwmIwP7T9XyO1XI6bKc5uHC0KOmSG4t2whDRP0kWLyszeLmYasGbw07nCT5ym9F_E/s320/14box.2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131850266239414498" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq14lPjpGhCTpdB9qeG3P2VtO74ivDxbbwPttHz1F5_F5catXcKdopa7OXOtdS6idQX9mz_9rrU4K1E1J1-LvhetEQMt0ONhubD5OUOOq3uNXjFHB6cl-92e_SXeFE_tkCLsHUcSMdD74/s1600-h/15box1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq14lPjpGhCTpdB9qeG3P2VtO74ivDxbbwPttHz1F5_F5catXcKdopa7OXOtdS6idQX9mz_9rrU4K1E1J1-LvhetEQMt0ONhubD5OUOOq3uNXjFHB6cl-92e_SXeFE_tkCLsHUcSMdD74/s320/15box1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131850274829349106" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">These old queens were being interviewed for something called “On The Box”. I elbowed my way in, right next to the TV Cameraman, and got to hear these flits say that they were “…living their fantasy,” wearing police hats etc, fireman's coats, women’s wigs, heels. All of you out there have fantasies like this, right? If you don’t, you’re not normal. You don’t want to be left out do you? C’mon guys, go out and get yourself a pair of pumps ASAP. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj8a40gI4p4CYSRp_sEit8k7E_0BMG3y0w6VLLuM1OCWl6lsvV3TEcQFoRNauTmbFcGPwqCRc8sLnhiuCL3cFqRdGsJgl4IOuxrOFzKPxyPMe-da4Y8AlCRjN6mnkFQ-quDNWNs0mqKA4/s1600-h/16bee.dicksucker.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj8a40gI4p4CYSRp_sEit8k7E_0BMG3y0w6VLLuM1OCWl6lsvV3TEcQFoRNauTmbFcGPwqCRc8sLnhiuCL3cFqRdGsJgl4IOuxrOFzKPxyPMe-da4Y8AlCRjN6mnkFQ-quDNWNs0mqKA4/s320/16bee.dicksucker.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131437713155796978" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Another display of normalcy. This guy was dressed like some kind of fuzzy Bee from a kid’s TV show, except that he made sure his bare ass was hanging in the breeze for all to see. I thought this type of thing was illegal, but not one of the many deputy sheriffs on duty nabbed the guy for exposing himself. In my mind, his mincing and prancing combined with the outfit warranted the death penalty.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhePUUEiAHI4qJI06SUIqEbGOnJktlvjmAv6omgUm5MBWiMY0IqGZjC-yFrlO4AP4WHxA5CzfG32-pMebGDiNkhw1YP8u-nsBDiaTpj4sx7Ixe8urQ-7r0J6mxA7MlVYQHrUMBIMMfI67M/s1600-h/17nepotism.at.work.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhePUUEiAHI4qJI06SUIqEbGOnJktlvjmAv6omgUm5MBWiMY0IqGZjC-yFrlO4AP4WHxA5CzfG32-pMebGDiNkhw1YP8u-nsBDiaTpj4sx7Ixe8urQ-7r0J6mxA7MlVYQHrUMBIMMfI67M/s320/17nepotism.at.work.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131437721745731586" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">TV programs were being taped all over the place. Wonder how she got her job? I don’t know who she is, but her profile does make it appear as if some type of ethnic cronyism might be in play. I could be wrong, and it might just be another case of a star-stuck woman in Hollywood who banged the right person.</span><br /><br />I said it earlier and I’ll say it again. These pictures are a small example of the sickness that was on display. I’ll bet a fag pride parade is worse. Maybe I’ll have to get a few shots from one of those fests and post them in order to try and wake up a few people.<br /><br />Face it; everything that’s abnormal is being called normal, ordinary. Everything ordinary, orderly, normal, is being called abnormal. If it’s part of everyday, traditional White culture that is. The Boy Scouts are damn right to not want these freaks in charge of a bunch of kids. Never mind the real reasons the scurvy peter-puffers want to get cozy with young boys. Make yourself wonder about what kind of person would be working hard to force faggots on Scouts, on our culture. Fags, rappers, black and brown gang bangers, crosses dropped in buckets of urine, everything strange, filthy, primitive and disgusting is being rubbed in our faces. The people doing it to us don’t think that any of this crap is normal; they just enjoy destroying our culture and our people. Take a look around. They’re busy ruining everything you see, even Halloween.<br /><br />Oh yeah, I mentioned Michelle Malkin being cover. She’s being used to throw the sheeple off the trail. I’d bet a lot of you know this already. You can go here to read about here some of her background; http://www.jewishworldreview.com/michelle/malkin091099.asp<br />How quaint. Her husband is “Russian Jewish”. We all know what happened over there in Russia with those folks in charge, and what they’re doing here now. Using fags and using people like Malkin. Think she’d have gotten her plum gigs without the aid of her hubby’s “extended family”? She goes on about her mom and aunt in the link listed directly above and all I can think about is our screwed up “legal” immigration policies. All I can think of is the fact she shouldn’t even be in this country, wouldn’t even be in this country if it weren’t for the Immigration Act of 1965, courtesy of Emanuel Cellar and Jacob Javits. Don’t bring up Ted Kennedy, he was merely a ‘sponsor’ of the bill, a paid shill. A paid shill or they took him to a screening room, ran the Zapruder film and said, “go along” or you’ll end up like Johnny. In the end, we’re being buried under a flood of “legal” non-white immigrants, giving us people like Malkin, illegal immigrants, giving us mexicans, africans, haitians, you name it, and queers strutting their sick stuff all over the country and telling us we’re sick if we’re offended by grown men wearing children’s animal costumes with the ass cut out of them.<br /><br />With Malkin and other phony non-whites like her out front, pretending to be outraged about fags, illegal aliens, affirmative action and every other weapon being used against Whites, a lot of Whites are supposed to feel better; “See? She’s not White, but she’s on our side. I’ll bet a lot of the smart people who aren’t White are on our side. They have some common sense! She’s just like us! We don’t have to put ourselves out there, we can let our non-white heroes go out there and do it for us because they don’t catch the flack we wimpy White folks are hit with.”<br /><br />Malkin and her ilk are doing nothing for us. They’re merely used as an outlet for angry Whites. Their statements and stances are supposed to soothe us. We see a non-White on “our side”, out there acting like they’re getting it done and our masters figure it will keep us from actually doing things, getting things done, biting the bullet and doing it for real. It’s also supposed to put a non-threatening face on the coloreds. This works on a lot of people, but not everyone.<br /><br />Malkin and the rest like her in the mainstream media, White or non-white, are all frauds. It’s all a charade, scripted and directed like an episode of “I Love Lucy” except the actors and directors are laughing at the audience, 24/7.<br /><br />Thanks for reading. I apologize for not being able to insert actual links for the Malkin stuff. For some reason, Blogger was not allowing me to enter those. Maybe I can correct it tomorrow along with fixing any of the usual typos from banging it out so quickly.<br /><br />Big EfferUnknownnoreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940421575622772206.post-2156720741773699482007-10-30T23:41:00.000-07:002007-10-31T23:56:36.644-07:00RACE WAR & The Battle of the Bulge<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitahb64UYeeSmK7hrXrLEIg8VDQHJiadNexBJFSKeAv0Wb4UuSFpADUwrg_OrCmXT9nFNgRexqgprzbdwBZhAVcPBHq2xzyePLdlFm5c2NlaMtlT3Gf6v8Z6TxqkStpLRjcY0sHOdSDXs/s1600-h/800px-Burrito_dinner.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitahb64UYeeSmK7hrXrLEIg8VDQHJiadNexBJFSKeAv0Wb4UuSFpADUwrg_OrCmXT9nFNgRexqgprzbdwBZhAVcPBHq2xzyePLdlFm5c2NlaMtlT3Gf6v8Z6TxqkStpLRjcY0sHOdSDXs/s400/800px-Burrito_dinner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127387717123485154" /></a><br />The not so slow decay around the Southern California area, not to mention the rest of the US, is maddening if you’re someone who’s awakened from the trance that’s got a tight hold on most White Americans. It’s so irritating because you know, you can feel, that something is going to happen, has to happen, to wake up enough Whites to change the situation from a few lone Whites shoveling shit against the tide into a core group of revolutionary Whites dropping the last shovel of dirt onto the remains of the sick system that’s in place. It’s irritating because aware people have to constantly be wondering when it’s going to happen. I know things have to get worse for it to happen, have to get worse around the country. They will have to continue to get worse <span style="font-weight:bold;">beyond</span> the point where there’s nowhere left to run. The way things seem to be accelerating I don’t think that time is too far off. <br /><br />These wonderfully morbid thoughts were running through my brain because of the recent disasters here in LA. I’m talking about the continued construction of new schools and expanded social programs for the ever-growing mestizo cancer in this town. Ok, the fires also contributed to my thoughts being pushed down this dark trail. To be more precise, it was the media coverage that got me thinking about how much Whites are totally manipulated by the media. The news coverage, with its quick change in focus and alternating coverage of certain events showed where the priorities lie. Whites aren’t high on the priority list. But most of you already know that.<br /><br />While most news coverage was devoted to the fires, it appeared the media couldn’t totally let up on keeping us informed about who the real “victims” are in our society. While we were and are buried under fire coverage out here, the local media (and some national media) were still banging the multicult drum, to make sure we didn’t completely forget who the “real people” are. The media made sure that stories were in the pipeline to keep our attention focused on those people who are truly important, latrinos and africans. So for those paying attention, not only is CA, especially Southern California, battling fires, we’re also apparently beset by a genocidal Race War and a wave of hunger, a near famine right here in La-La Land. What am I wailing about? More things that prove that L.A. sucks, and that the rest of the country isn’t far behind.<br /><br />It was really driven home, again, on Monday. I had to go to downtown LA to take care of some business, an adventure in itself, and on the way back to work I decided to drive through the neighborhood I had lived in for several years while growing up. The trip turned out to be a nightmare, even for someone like myself who’s aware of what’s going on all around us. <br /><br />I thought it might be interesting to have a look at the elementary school I attended. It had been in the news on and off over the years, with teachers being interviewed about the “challenges” of dealing with “immigrant” and “minority” students. In other words, the teachers were having massive problems because 99% of the third world savages don’t have two brain cells to rub together. Remember, the brown and black folk never invented the wheel in their long storied histories. That says a lot. Anyway, back when I went to this school, Whites were the vast majority of the student body when I started kindergarten but had dropped to a little less than half of the student body by the time I graduated 6th grade. There was still a semblance of order when I graduated because of the presence of White youths and some old fashioned teachers. By “old fashioned teachers” I’m referring to people who were interested in actually teaching. Teaching now forgotten subjects like reading, writing and arithmetic. They were interested in teaching rather than being cheerleaders for Marxist thought who are all too happy to run down Western Culture every chance they get while licking the boots of their alien masters and kissing third world tail. The old fashioned teachers would do their best to discipline the rowdy dark savages, to not let them always have their own Hell-raising way although these teachers were often fighting administrators as much as the students and a parent or two when things along these lines occurred. Today’s robotic, kiss-ass automaton teachers fawn over the most vile brown or black cubs while happily spouting leftist platitudes and pushing curriculums that are anti-white to the core. I’m sure all of you have seen these “teachers”. They’re everywhere. They’re usually the ones chronicled on the news as the type of person we should all strive to be; self-hating, self deceptive, self delusional dimwits brainwashed beyond hope and completely inculcated with self hate. <br /><br />There have been a lot of cosmetic changes at the school; none of them signify anything good. The school is so over-crowded with the filthy spawn of the beandogs that the city used “eminent domain” to steal some land down the street to expand the facilities. A famous business that had existed on the site for decades was torn down just to build new cages for the animals. The original school still stands, with half the playground filled with bungalows to house the overflow of “students”, and a shiny new building has been erected on the stolen land down the street, jammed chock full of squat little brown demons who care not one bit about school. Neither do their parents. Just like most of the “black community”, to the “latino community” schools are nothing more than daycare. A way to get rid of the little keys to larger welfare checks for a few hours so the women can rut with whatever new illegal hombre shows up and then nine months down the line they can squat and crap out another future gang banger and then get a larger welfare check. All the time complaining that Whitey does nothing for them.<br /><br />I pulled to a stop to have a better look at the school. The traffic on Santa Monica Blvd. was horrendous. The influx of taco-benders has resulted in an incredible increase in traffic here in LA. It seems the beandogs get in their cars and drive just to drive, slack jawed, staring, making sure to drive as slowly as possible to show their manliness, their toughness. They’re showing how tough they are by holding up traffic, and what are you gonna do about it, ay? They drive fast only on certain occasions; a) When fleeing a crime scene b) When being chased by the police (a and b are regularly combined) or c) When engaging in “street races” in their tiny, over-powered cars they can’t fully control. In fact, a rash of deaths due to street races were dominating the news on the local airwaves before the fires hit (with the media ignoring the fact that 99% of the drivers were beaners). There had been a rash of beaner-involved crashes that ended in the death and mayhem so beloved by the local evening news. Once the fires hit, all mention stopped. <br /><br />It was lunchtime at the school. The yard was filled with nothing but savage brown midgets who looked like they’d be more home in a grass hut village. What everyone should do if they have a chance is watch how black or brown kids act in schoolyards at recess. There are innate differences between the races that are clear early on. One of them is the behavior of the kids. I had first hand experience going to school with the savages, but standing on the “outside” can give a you a better view than when you’re in the middle of it. Especially when you were a kid in the middle of it. Anyway, all of the kids on the playground were latrino. All of them of the very dark, brain-dead indian variety. All very primitive looking. The primitive kind of burrito-rollers we see all over the net who have fled to mexico after murdering some old White lady for her purse or for raping a neighbor’s 3 year old daughter or their own daughter. The 3-foot tall cannibals were running and yelling and I couldn’t help but notice how many different confrontations went on in the five minutes I watched the little animals cavort. If you put a few hundred White kids out on a playground you might end up with some shoving here and there, eventually there might be a fight here or there over the course of a few weeks. It’s way beyond that with these sub-human monsters. The teachers or aides or whoever the people were watching the miniature fiends had their hands full breaking up shoving matches and near fights all over the place. I’d never seen anything like it and I went to school with the parents and grandparents of these monsters. With their increase in numbers, the adult mestizos have been reverting more and more to their natural behaviors, unworried about society at large. Their offspring are just following suit. <br /><br />After a few minutes it was time to get out of there, the last thing I needed was some teacher calling the LAPD and reporting a large, suspicious looking White male with murder in his eyes staring into the school’s playground. The hunt for the Great White Defendant is never ending in our Big Cities, and if they’re going to be looking for me some day it had better be for something valid, like stringing up some politicians, ACLU spokesholes or Immigration Lawyers. For a start.<br /><br />I get in my car and drive away. I think about some things I’ve mentioned here before, and the current stories being shoved in our faces by the local media. One of the topics they’re really starting to play up is “hunger”. Yes, hunger in LA. Over the last couple of weeks, even with the winds and fires raging, the local papers have all of a sudden started coming up with stories about hungry people in LA, especially “hungry kids”. So has the local TV media. The most irritating work in this area has been by a local radio station, KFWB, which is currently running a “Special Report” on Hunger in LA. Hunger in LA? You didn’t know that hunger was a grave problem here? Well then you’d better listen to the exclusive, in depth feature done by KFWB’s Penny Griego. Of course it’s nothing but propaganda. The media manipulators are constantly working hard to get us to feel pity for the invaders and the free-range africans. Go on Whitey, ignore the red diaper grandkid behind the curtain, pay attention to the message. <br /><br />KFWB has stacked the segments of their “Special Report” in such a way that they think they can cut off any counter argument some semi-aware White Guy might bring up. For instance, If latinos are going without food, why is over half of their population grossly overweight, with the rest doing their best to catch up? The media has the answer and it’s simple you big White dummy, White people don’t realize that most of the sacred burrito rollers are overweight because they shop in the center of the supermarket. That’s right, they shop in the middle of the market. Huh? Yeah, they’re spending time in the middle aisles instead of the outside aisles where all the healthy stuff is. They concentrate on calorie dense snack foods so their children don’t go to sleep hungry. Could’ve fooled me. All the time I see them, the beaners, with their shopping carts loaded with meat, chicken, veggies, tortillas, beer AND tons of junk that make it look like they’ve got three days of non-stop partying mayhem lined up. Which they probably do. They reach the cashier and out come the stacks of food stamps and WIC tickets and vouchers. Government freebie tickets you and I pay for, dear reader. I have seen this happen right in front of me with the squaw and/or brave in question with a big roll of cash in their hand while they peel off food stamps and WIC vouchers. (I’ve also seen well to do Armenians doing this in Burbank and Glendale, but that’s a topic for another post) Anyway, Paco’s got a big wad of cash because he works for cash under the table while working the system with several names. He isn’t married to Rosa, so she’s a “single mother” and that qualification ensures they get all sorts of extra goodies from Uncle Sam, with more and more coming in each month for each new paint-sniffer in training that Rosa can fart out. And these squaws are busy dropping cubs left and right, literally tripping over the criminals in embryo on the bedroom floor. A huge percentage of the ‘spanic women are like Queen Termites. Constantly eating, morbidly obese, and squeezing cub after cub onto the carpet. And they start popping the pups out early. In latino culture, the females have been busted in like a speed bag at the Kronk Gym by the time they’re 12 years old. In not a small percentage of families, dad has had first crack at his daughters, getting them ready for business. Hispanic Family Values.<br /><br />The news media presents their reports in a fashion that makes it clear we’re supposed to feel sorry for the colonists from third world dirt holes and understand that their bloated frames are the result of malnutrition because of poor eating choices. Poor choices I can agree with. It’s another way of saying their fat asses are the result of eating too much. A result of their innate greed and tendency toward gluttony. Hey, most of it’s free! Eat up! The pinche’ gringos are paying for it! It’s true that White Americans are also experiencing an increase in the ranks of the overweight, but among the blacks and browns the increase in fatsos has become incredible, especially among the browns. There are so many 300 + lb male and female mestizos and indios bouncing around LA it’s amazing. The short stature of many of the recent arrivals combined with the taxpayer bounty of food they enjoy year round at YOUR expense has given us armies of men, women and children who are as wide as they are tall. <br /><br />As recently as 20 years ago grossly overweight people were the target of jokes and taunts. We won’t argue about it being undeserved because I’m well aware that there are many people who do have physical or genetic problems that can contribute to being obese. But these people were the brunt of jokes partly because they were outside the norm. Now they ARE the norm in the darker regions of the former US. The fact that the highest percentages of beached whales exist in the darker complected portions of this rapidly sinking society is going to end up making them sacrosanct at some point. That is, the darker ones will be above criticism for being bloated slobs as they are generally above criticism in all areas anyway. If you’re a White Male and you’re either overweight from a medical condition or resemble a zeppelin from downing too many pizzas, too much beer, breakfast rolls - and no exercise because you spend all your time watching groid ball - you’ll be the butt of jokes from all sides, no pun intended. If you’re the average overweight brown or black, meaning smelly, dependent on social services, the masters of society will drill it into you and more importantly into Whitey that you’re that way because you’re not getting enough! Because of Whitey’s racism. That’s the subtext of this and the other special reports. We’re not doing enough for them, and these starving fatsos are the victims of racism. White racism. Your White racism. <br /><br />I’ve mentioned before that junior taco-benders and afreakans in the LA City School System enjoy free breakfast and free lunch at White taxpayer expense. That thought was spinning through my head as I watched the animals run around the schoolyard on their lunch break. The City of LA admits that literally 100% of black and latino “students” receive free breakfast and lunch! The city doesn’t check on who really qualifies for this, so we have beaners and groids from families with money getting a couple of free meals every day courtesy of those hated White people, never mind the fact that almost everyone of the spicaroos is an illegal. It isn’t just the illegals or the “working poor” either. I know because I work with ‘spanics who think it’s a big laugh that they have their kids eating for free, eating on Whitey’s dime. These are the so-called “Americanized” latrinos. The “natural Republicans”. The burrito swallowers with “family values”. The ones “earning” a great living. You people out there with kids think about how much money you would save if your children were getting a couple of free meals at school, twice a day, for at least 9 months of the year. Never mind all the other programs the govt has in place to make sure the browns and blacks are well fed and continue breeding in the hopes of replacing Whitey and establishing a huge, too stupid to effectively rebel, slave population for the “elites”. <br /><br />Let me see, we’re not doing enough for them. We’re subsidizing the rent of most of the latrino and black populations in the former US. But that’s not enough. We’re feeding their kids at school, for “free”. That’s not enough. We are the ones who foot the bill for welfare, WIC, food stamps, and every other shitball program designed to keep these people fat, happy and most importantly, <span style="font-weight:bold;">breeding</span>. But we’re not doing enough. <br /><br />They’re right. We’re not doing enough. We’re not doing <span style="font-style:italic;">anything</span>. Which brings me to the other pet story the media has been massaging into proper form and shoving in Whitey’s nose. The “Race War” in LA. The “war” between blacks and latinos in Los Angeles. It’s starting to hit the national level, with Newsweek now running an article on one of the local gangs that has been taking potshots at blacks (Florencia 13). By the press accounts, you’d think that mexican gangs are patrolling the streets, opening fire on any and all blacks they see walking along minding their own business. Naturally the gang members represent only a small fraction of the overall hard working latrino population and there’s no mention of illegal aliens in the “hard hitting” stories and “special features”. For all the reams of copy about a race war, there aren’t many casualties. Someone’s not trying hard enough. <br /><br />You can’t help but notice the media is unable to break old habits, and usually has to portray blacks as the victims. After all, they’re still useful to hold up as weapons against Whites, as reminders of slavery and Jim Crow and whatever else the people in charge feel they need to say make each succeeding generation of Whites feel more guilt or fear than the last. They’ll figure out some way to better fit ‘spanics into the equation. You can bet they’re working on new, “alternate” histories of latrinos in America. These new versions of America’s shameful history will show brown pioneers working side by side with blacks as both groups struggled to build a new land for their unspeakably evil, hideously cruel White masters who sat on the porch or up high on covered wagons, cracking the whip and cracking jokes while sipping Mint Juleps and making racist remarks. Whitey will owe all of America’s glorious past to the hard work, the industriousness of slaves, former slaves, and brilliant, disadvantaged mestizos who showed clueless Whitey the way, only to be thanked with prejudice and hatred. <br /><br />There is a race war going on in Los Angeles. But it’s not really between blacks and browns. Sure, the mezzos are doing to blacks what blacks did them for years. Neither group is very brave in the face of a sure fight until they have numerical superiority. When either group has got the numbers, all of a sudden their level of machismo increases a hundred fold. The swagger in their step, the fearlessness they show in groups of three or more when it comes to attacking a single victim is the stuff of legend. None of this is news to any aware, realistic White person in L.A. or anywhere else in the former US of A. The fact that these two groups are fighting with each other in areas of the city where they live in the same space is no surprise; it’s to be expected. With the government hauling the beaners in by the truckload, their numbers have increased to the point that they have some confidence in attacking the mayates (blacks). It’s no different from the blacks attacking the beandogs when they had them outnumbered, just like they attack Whites. But blacks and browns fighting each other, engaging in tribal warfare at this level is not the story, shouldn’t even be a story<br /><br />The real story is that Whites aren’t fighting the groids and taco benders - anymore - when these filthy, smelly, self-centered cognitively challenged interlopers from African, Central and South American jungles enter White living spaces. The real story is the race war being conducted against Whites here in CA, and in fact all over the US and most of Europe, along with Australia and New Zealand. Most Whites aren’t fighting back. That’s THE story. What’s happened? Why haven’t we seen this on CNN or FOX News? Where’s the NY Times? The LA Times? Why isn’t Newsweek covering this? We have a worldwide attack against Whites going on. Can anyone tell me they honestly think the immigration disaster going on in the US, most of Europe, Australia and New Zealand is natural? That it’s an accident? That’s it’s just something that’s happened on its own? Non-whites are being used all over the world to attack Whites, to destroy their living spaces, their societies, and their cultures. It’s a frightening, horrible story. A story all the more horrible to contemplate because so many Whites are asleep at the switch, brainwashed by the media, academia and the government working in concert to make Whites feel that making any critical remarks about non-Whites or certain protected groups is wrong, hateful, racist, something against the shalom spirit, something that should be punished. Other Whites who are aware at some level are too intimidated to fight back. I’ve mentioned it before and so have hundreds of others on the web; Whites who fight back are automatically the bad guys. Whites have everything to lose by being branded the bad guy. The groids and ‘spanics KNOW on a base, primitive level the press will be behind them, they KNOW the laws are twisted to take their side in most confrontations with Whites.<br /><br /> A trip to jail is not the same thing to these creatures as it is to a White man. For them, it’s like Homecoming and Summer Camp rolled into one. A reunion with all their buddies from the streets. A chance to hang out, to indulge in more crime inside the prison walls, to roll with a group of their homeys and commit a good ol’ fashioned gang rape on some whiskerless kid locked up for carrying too much weed. Hey, it’s all good! <br /><br /> For Whites, jail is far from Summer Camp. It’s a living nightmare. Not only in the physical sense, with harsh treatment and threats of attacks, gang rapes, murders, horrible living conditions (I know, it sounds almost like I’m describing most of Los Angeles County). The blacks and browns are so low on the brainpower scale that their horizons are limited in many areas. Their worldviews are very small. This is why they all think they can be celebrities, this is why they think they are celebrities if they write their name on enough walls all over town or earn a rep for being quick with the trigger. They have little conception of the world outside what they see at the moment, nor do they care. That’s why I cringe when I see some White person trying to reason with them to get out of a fight. If you can, belt them in the mouth when they’re talking and get out of there while the third world dirt man tries to clear its pebble head. Reasoning with one of these manimals is the same fruitless pursuit that LA City schoolteachers indulge in when telling the brown and black cubs to “think ahead” or pick a career, to imagine the future. They don’t realize that the ability to think ahead isn’t built into their smooth, primitive, less convoluted brains. Everything to them is <span style="font-weight:bold;"><span style="font-style:italic;">now</span></span>. That’s why they are the way they are. Africa is a mess because it’s filled with groids. Mexico, Central and South America are messes because they’re filled with mestizos, indios and groids. <br /><br />It is correct to say a Race War is going on. And I’ll say it again; The real Race War is against Whites. I see it going on in front of me every day. Every burrito-roller I see dragging his knuckles down the sidewalk means another White has been displaced. That White is a casualty. Huge areas of SoCal have been ethnically cleansed courtesy of Govt policy that favors mudmen over White people. Think of the mindset behind such an evil act. Think of how evil the people must be who made sure our immigration laws were changed in order to make sure immigration to the US became 90% non-white, BY LAW. Think about how evil these same people must be, comprising and supporting the majority of the lawyers who fight to keep the borders wide open for non-white illegal aliens. They say one thing, use the media to present themselves in a certain way, but their actions are completely different. Watch what they do. Go to the link I have listed at the side of the page listed as “The Creators of Our Immigration Nightmare”. It gives you the raw, academic truth about America’s Immigration laws. Read the material. NOT ONE PERSON has been able to honestly refute any of it. The work is the result of exhaustive research. Do some homework and start asking questions. <br /><br />Sure, CA has fires, floods, and earthquakes. We also have browns and blacks. Illegal aliens kill 12 Americans per day. How many blacks have they killed in the last 2 years as part of their race war? Less than the amount of Whites they kill each DAY. There is a war going on and it’s against US. They’re using the africans and mezzos as WMD’s and these weapons are doing a fine job for their secretive benefactors. I think you should all get ready to pay them back for their treason and hate. <br /><br /><br />Thanks for reading. I know I was rambling all over the place tonight. I’ll be more directed next time out. This time around I guess it built up after not being able to write for over a week (helping some people out because of one of the fires - I commented on it in the previous entry “Pleajhai-Wrist”). As always, I banged this out straight through, so I apologize for any typos and promise to fix them later. <br /><br />Big EfferUnknownnoreply@blogger.com38tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940421575622772206.post-89758262574142220132007-10-21T23:54:00.000-07:002007-10-24T20:58:52.681-07:00PLEAJHAI-WRIST<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7tsiR_njDiN3i-XNZW2CWHj2683eYRxAcSO9yR9hxGqN-zqbMD5828SBNQXuSKf7a5tyXUWtlhUU2NC5W_5FtLYtn51eg_0ehFT6UIXWG_m0NtCxqUHMgZvC6WZLH5cNJxYkYefSNRCo/s1600-h/1.in.a.sling.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7tsiR_njDiN3i-XNZW2CWHj2683eYRxAcSO9yR9hxGqN-zqbMD5828SBNQXuSKf7a5tyXUWtlhUU2NC5W_5FtLYtn51eg_0ehFT6UIXWG_m0NtCxqUHMgZvC6WZLH5cNJxYkYefSNRCo/s400/1.in.a.sling.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124051685316553682" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Palmdale</span> is a suburb North of Los Angeles. It used to be a nice place. It was a place many Whites moved to escape the rising tide of brown and black sludge in Los Angeles. With the US Govt’s population replacement plans moving full steam ahead, Palmdale is no longer such a nice place. The govt and even housing developers have worked together to make the American Nightmare a reality for those Whites who had the gall to try and get away. The saying, "Let them eat cake," has taken on a whole new meaning in Palmdale. <br /><br />Housing developers working with the US govt to do this? Sure. Before I can get to the cake story, a little background is necessary. The background I'm referring to is just one element of many that synergistically worked together to wreck a once nice community. But one that I think needs some mention. So back to Southern California housing developers. One of those developers is Eli Broad of Kaufman-Broad (these days called “KB Homes”), he's the head of one of the biggest housing development companies in the world. He's not the only developer up to what I'm going to describe, but he's probably one of the biggest, if not <span style="font-weight:bold;">the</span> biggest and best example to use to get things cooking. Broad and others built large developments in Palmdale - Lancaster and other suburbs that Whites originally flocked to in droves. Broad was also the largest contributor to LA Mayor Antonio Villaraigosa’s election campaign. Why would KB Homes do such a thing? Why would someone building houses, someone who would apparently depending on working people, meaning White people, to make money, back an anti-white, no brains mexican politician? (Villagraigosa has failed the CA State Bar Exam 4 times) Doesn’t having more mexicans or blacks in an area drive property prices down? Sure. But that doesn’t bother criminal racists like Eli and certain other housing developers. Once the houses have first sold, KB Homes has made their money. Eli doesn’t care what’s happens after that. Actually he does. But not in the way most people would think he and others in his position would care. He’s made his money and now it’s time to play some games to make more money. Play games that destroy the lives of regular White people. But who cares about them, right? Certainly not any of the governments in the West today, least of all the US government. <br /><br />To make more money, KB Homes needs to create new developments. To fill the new developments, they need White people to move in. To make the White people pack up and move, KB needs to roll the savages into the neighborhoods inhabited by those Whites. That’ll make the Whites pull up the stakes a lot quicker than they had planned, if they had originally planned to move (again) at all. The anti-white US govt. will even sometimes contract with Broad and others like him to build low income / Section 8 / Voucher housing. Which they will place in or next to White communities. In come the restless, dark skinned natives, and off go the Whites to another Kaufman-Broad development. Once it’s filled up, he and his ilk will "allegedly" do the same thing again. Some people say this is “silly, conspiracy talk.” I say look at Kaufman-Broad’s record. Case closed. Of course, the mainstream media presents Broad as some kind of benign philanthropist. He gets White people to buy his houses, and then blacks and browns move in and end up buying or renting them with your tax dollars. Meanwhile, the Whites are farther out in the boonies, when along comes the advance guard, a black or ‘spanic who is somehow able to buy or rent a house in the area or some developer puts in “low income” housing and everything goes to hell in very short order. <br /><br />The situation mentioned above brings us to Palmdale today. Palmdale is now awash with angry blacks and mexican and central american* savages. Courtesy of developers like Mr. Broad, who enjoy the full backing of the US Government in their activities. The population of Palmdale is about 45% latrino, 17% african and 35% White. High schools that were 100% White in the 80’s are 50% White or less now. Some schools are 20% White or less as we’ll see. With numbers like these, Palmdale is a powder keg. While the fuse burns the Whites in the area have a front row seat when it comes to seeing and experiencing all the same joys of multiculturalism that are found in just about every urban area in the former US. This doesn’t make the Palmdale area unique, but it does show that almost no place is safe from the ceaseless attack on Whites referred to as “multiculturalism”. That’s what multiculturalism is, an attack on Whites. If you haven't noticed that all cultures and races save White Europeans are glorified then you are brainwashed or asleep. <br /><br />Palmdale made a move to hit the big time recently. The town is even lined up for a scheduled visit next month from two of the biggest tools for the string pullers of the multi-cult attack: The “Reverend” Al Sharpton, complete with his "<span style="font-weight:bold;"><span style="font-style:italic;">Planet of the Apes</span></span>" hairdo (is it a wig?) and the man I refer to as the Grand Garboon, Mr. Marble Mouth, the “Reverend” Jesse Jackson. Why has Palmdale suddenly been so blessed? Cake. A “student” throwing cake. An out of control food fight. Not that the media presented the situation this way. Now that some of the facts about the incident have been able to sneak their way out from under a mountain of lies, the local media here in So Cal has done its best to ignore the story. I should have been covering this one a lot earlier, but unlike the people involved in the story, I have to work for a living. <br /><br />On Sept. 18th a food fight broke out in the lunch area at Palmdale’s Pete Knight HS. I suppose this type of thing can happen anywhere, there’s always going to be horseplay when there’s a bunch of teens together. When you have black and brown teens, the level of horseplay goes up several notches to say the least. Generally, these types of “kids” get out of control real quick. They don’t give two cents about any repercussions either. Then again, whey should they? How often are they held accountable for any misdeeds? By the time they hit HS, they’ve already been able to get away with everything for 15 - 20 years. They’ve been told that anything they do wrong is Whitey’s fault. In fact, they know that even if they have done something wrong it can be blamed on Whites or “White racism”. Imagine how much stress a person could alleviate if they know they have several safety nets in place when it comes to placing blame. If one doesn’t work, there’s another to bounce to. The wild behavior is part genetics, part knowledge that knowing in the end you’ll probably get away with it. The latter reason stems from the Snivel, excuse me, “Civil” rights battles of the 1960’s. The laws were never created to give blacks equal rights. They were created to give them special rights, to corral Whites, and are now being used to allow non-whites to run roughshod over Whites and White society with the full backing of a government determined to rid the land of Whites so that a core group of “elites” as some call them can rule over a land filled with dark skinned, no brains sub-humans performing menial work and enjoying government assistance. Import some asians to maintain technical infrastructure and they think things will run fine. Asians might not be very inventive and lack creativity but our masters figure they can keep the phone lines running. <br /><br />But I digress, like always. <br /><br />So a food fight breaks out in one of the eating areas at the school. The ORIGINAL reports (LA Times, Antelope Valley Press, FOX TV, you name it) presented the incident this way: Pleajhai Mervin, 16, “dropped” a piece of cake on the ground and a horror of horrors a White security guard, Chris Niemeyer, asked her to pick it up. When she didn’t clean up the area to the guard’s liking a scuffle broke out and the guard broke her wrist while slamming her into a picnic table and handcuffing her. A 14-year-old lad, Joshua Lockett, innocent as can be, was recording the incident with a video camera. Niemeyer asked him to turn the camera over - having a video camera at school is against school policy. The 14 year old politely refused and he then had to battle the over-zealous and virulently racist security guards who attempted to confiscate his camera. While the budding cameraman struggled with the guard his sister, Kenngela Lockett, 16, stepped in to help and she too received a broken wrist and a set of handcuffs. All three teens were arrested. But it doesn’t stop there. Pleajhai’s mama, LaTrisha Majors was arrested when she came to the school to discuss matters with the faculty and staff. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTXJg4jhkC6lAsdhg3y5C6zU9QyTG76_eAqpXQY6VIA77ifHO3pGJXD1UoPsSp69_y_Xb6xWXGLVpshEgl8kA8GvqmBnuWgm08UVgAwcEt3dpaV_GdnrgJZNByp8RqXu5twgt7xMG3Hz8/s1600-h/2.animal.control.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTXJg4jhkC6lAsdhg3y5C6zU9QyTG76_eAqpXQY6VIA77ifHO3pGJXD1UoPsSp69_y_Xb6xWXGLVpshEgl8kA8GvqmBnuWgm08UVgAwcEt3dpaV_GdnrgJZNByp8RqXu5twgt7xMG3Hz8/s400/2.animal.control.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124051698201455586" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">To the black "community", animal control is a crime.</span><br /><br />How much of this “original” version of the story do you believe? If you don’t believe any of it you are on the right track. The story was completely twisted by the perpetrators and the media. The media knew the full truth early on, but like the much more serious Duke Rape Case they ignored the truth. NOW they are ignoring the truth and the story just like they ignored the Shannon Christian - Chris Newsom murders. Black perps, White victims. Not newsworthy because the media masters consider Whites worthless. <br /><br />What really happened is that Pleajhai simply started acting rowdy, hollering and tossing cake all over the place. In other words, she was behaving like most blacks do at every other school unlucky enough to be saddled with these creatures. Anyone who’s gone to school with them or with latinos can tell you they’re always throwing things around. Food, fists, knives, bricks, bullets, bananas. The long beleaguered guard walked up, saw what was happening and told Pleajhai to knock off the horseplay and clean up the mess she’d made. It’s worth pointing out that Knight High is 56% latrino, 22% african, 20% White, and about 2% mystery meat. These numbers mean that being a guard at this school is far more dangerous than training Tigers for Barnum and Bailey. The student body is similar to what I experienced going to HS in Los Angeles where every day there were fights, classroom disruptions, constant chaos and the threat of riots. It’s sad how an area that was 100% White not too long ago has been destroyed through official policy. <br /><br />Mr. Niemeyer tried to stay even-tempered while he rightfully ordered the little bitch to clean up the mess she’d made. He told her about 20 times to clean up the mess. Kind little Pleajhai told the guard to “…fuck off!” and was jamming her finger in his face while calling him “…crackuh” among other things. Pleajhai blasting racial slurs at Niemeyer apparently wasn’t a big deal to the mainstream media. Niemeyer tried to stay calm, which then emboldened the little bitch even more, and she began pushing him. Niemeyer spun her around, pulled her arms behind her back cop-style, bent her over a lunch table and handcuffed her. He should have slammed her pebble-head into the asphalt six times to better get her attention. It wouldn’t hurt her thick skull much, but maybe she’d have paid a bit more attention to him for a minute or two. Lockett got into a brawl with Niemeyer when he refused to hand over his camera. While Niemeyer was wrestling and cuffing Joshua Lockett, his sister Kenngela hit Niemeyer in the back of the head. When momma Majors showed up at the school she shoved the principal, gave the vice-principal a forearm shiv and shoved and hit one of the security guards. They ended up cramming Latrisha’s fat ass in the paddy wagon and off to jail to share a cell with her precious little ticket to a bigger welfare check. Like mother, like daughter. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJfGkKjn9BKcTaRIwHyRXAsr2QXBKAUfb7ZBSgMEArT-p-FZiBXFhUyQ480d3qjTdixCatIyHqkrezvTrfsex2kZcq6haAG5ZKPpWqz92nHsA-itPkgM1Z4ZJYaxkmhYE9TL38im3J_Oo/s1600-h/3.Joshua.the.camera.man.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJfGkKjn9BKcTaRIwHyRXAsr2QXBKAUfb7ZBSgMEArT-p-FZiBXFhUyQ480d3qjTdixCatIyHqkrezvTrfsex2kZcq6haAG5ZKPpWqz92nHsA-itPkgM1Z4ZJYaxkmhYE9TL38im3J_Oo/s400/3.Joshua.the.camera.man.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124051702496422898" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">Let him go! Who cares about laws or rules when you have Snivel Rights?<br /></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBsdsQlZkkJ4K5QLrtaKIJy-XCFuRBQbYpM_1mA3uFUnCTccOgfT7D4xFLV3uJmnh8VhKj3Nuvq8vZn8R1wamUcqXlegKxIGX-PqdtKPiX6k_DLq5dJ1y5F45wHtOjxuo-CK_kY0SXw8Y/s1600-h/Two.bitches.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBsdsQlZkkJ4K5QLrtaKIJy-XCFuRBQbYpM_1mA3uFUnCTccOgfT7D4xFLV3uJmnh8VhKj3Nuvq8vZn8R1wamUcqXlegKxIGX-PqdtKPiX6k_DLq5dJ1y5F45wHtOjxuo-CK_kY0SXw8Y/s400/Two.bitches.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124051711086357506" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">The eyes have it. Two of the most evil eyed bitches I've seen in a while. Why is momma's last name different from her daughter's? I'll bet it's cuz Poppa was a rollin' stone...</span><br /><br />The picture above gives us a good look at the little monster and her big-bitch momma. Look at their eyes. Look at them. The contempt they have for everything, especially Whites, is plain. The eyes really are the window to the soul. The little groid’s eyes have the flat, evil look we’ve all seen in our own incidents on the street or in a million mug shots of black thugs on the web or on TV on the occasions when the picture of a black perp is actually shown on the news. That flat evil look reminiscent of a shark. Not much going on upstairs but instincts that drive the animal to attack. One look at Pleajhai’s mug and you know she’s been a beast since she started walking on her hind legs. Pleajhai’s eyes also give a hint of “Ah knows ah’m lyin’. Ah wonder if any of THEM know?” Mom’s eyes and face say it all. She’s obviously of those lard-assed, angry black bitches who make a scene at stores, restaurants, theatres, you name it, just to make a scene. “Mah food’s too hot!” “Mah fries ain’t crisp!” “I did’n steal this, I’s ree-turnin’ it fo’ a refun’, mothahfuckah!” We all know the drill. Now she sees what she thinks is a chance to cash in Rodney King style because her cub was supposedly manhandled. Two bitches. Hey, blacks call their women bitches so I’ll do the same. Just to show some unity with the bruthas! The behavior of their women makes them deserving of being tagged as female dogs. <br /><br />The Sheriff’s Dept. had to conduct an investigation into the entire incident. You can bet the guard, Mr. Niemeyer, was sweating it because these days there’s no assurance that the truth will be forwarded to the public after all facts are checked. Officials are under such pressure and others are so bent on licking the feet of our masters that a lot of the time “officials” will sit on facts in an attempt to have things wrapped up in the most PC fashion possible. In other words, with the White Guy on a spit, being slowly roasted over the MSM’s red-hot coals, as commentators season him and the story for mass consumption. The Sheriff had to admit Niemeyer showed great restraint. Officials were also confounded by the fact that the Emergency Room doctor who treated Pleajhai broke protocol (confidentiality) and admitted that she wasn’t injured, her wrist wasn’t broken or even hurt. <br /><br />Niemeyer, with a Germanic last name was perfect to be cast as the villain. You could see the media salivating. Pleajhai was at first presented as a fun loving teen, a little girl beloved by all, a school favorite. It turns out that in real life, she and the other two teens arrested in the incident had been called on the carpet at Knight High for “disciplinary problems” several times each. But they didn’t stop their bad behavior. Nothing ever makes them stop except lead. <br /><br />Blacks and other non-whites are emboldened by the media, academia and the government working in concert to convince them they are special, better than Whites, above Whites, yet at the same time victims of Whites. Their natural predatory mind-sets, with so many Whites being cautious and cowardly coupled with laws designed to protect perps makes any area with blacks and browns dangerous. More than dangerous, downright deadly. Better get out of their way, better let them have their way. When they don’t get their way, at anything, they go super-ape. <br /><br />In the Palmdale incident, videotaping worked against the black perps as there weren’t any good segments to use out of context. That and the fact that the beandogs and blacks at the school are fighting constantly with each other and the horde of mexican witnesses were not going to side with some “mayate”, not even against a White guard. The media was all set, we could see it out here, we could feel it! They were letting out just enough snippets for us to see which way this was going to go if the Sheriffs’ investigation was “inconclusive” or if the guard were liable for anything. Pig face momma Majors’ arrest was at first being floated as a racist driven ordeal, bravely faced by a noble black woman acting a soldier in the continuing battle for “civil rights”. Part of the media is still presenting it this way, the rest it trying to ignore it, hoping that a better story can be concocted to revive the chances of using this incident this as another battering ram against Whites. If for no other reason than to finally finish off Palmdale. We’ll have to wait and see if Jesse and Al show up for the meetin’ next month, fo’ the rally! Then we’ll know if the lies will be proudly maintained as fact by one of government’s chosen populations. <br /><br />This is what things have come to. If Pleajhai had gotten away with throwing food all over the place and attacking a guard it wouldn’t have made the news. Because it would have been the norm. It’s news because she didn’t get away with it. Think about that. Then think about things presented as “news”. Think about how they’re trying to manipulate your thinking and reasoning. Think about how they already have. Think about what some people have to go through to wake up. <br /><br />I’d go on but it's late and I have to run! Sorry about any goofs or typos, I'll fix them later. If you’ve gotten this far, thanks for reading!<br /><br />Big Effer<br /><br />*I don't capitalize the "m" in "mexico" or the first letter in names of other races because Whites are always referred to as "white" with a lower case "w" and usually all other groups in the US are referred to as "Latino", "African American", "Asian American" etc. Then we have "white". That's bullshit and it's intentional. So my use of lower case letters when naming or describing those masses of asses is intentional.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com43tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940421575622772206.post-10619589325667023382007-10-11T22:56:00.000-07:002007-10-24T21:33:53.379-07:00Déjà Vu - or - DO YOU WANT ONIONS WITH THAT?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS5_X2mFN6oGgg_oxcBlLgHa5L9alaZvlYv3eFeqLtGFtFOxIlccvutpOzoZCeoWnTZwlzQH-WEaFyAHqnejlUEK-aI6CBaS-pgUgmmO4mAKaigB34r0BlpKDTQ35chNYEchaCkqoHPAU/s1600-h/Onions.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS5_X2mFN6oGgg_oxcBlLgHa5L9alaZvlYv3eFeqLtGFtFOxIlccvutpOzoZCeoWnTZwlzQH-WEaFyAHqnejlUEK-aI6CBaS-pgUgmmO4mAKaigB34r0BlpKDTQ35chNYEchaCkqoHPAU/s400/Onions.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120325771122502530" /></a><br /><br /><br />The growing distaste towards and poor treatment of most Whites by the non-white hordes is almost breathtaking to watch here in SoCal. It’s also something that will make any normal, aware White man almost mad enough to pick up a gun and start doing some street cleaning on his own. <br /><br />What am I moaning about now? Every day the influx of non-whites grows and grows and grows. Not only do their numbers grow, so does their arrogance, sense of entitlement and bitterness towards Whites. It’s affecting so many things, the small and seemingly unimportant right up through items of great importance that it’s hard to see how any Whites can fail to notice this. But most do. Sure, a lot of Whites <span style="font-weight:bold;">see it</span>, but it’s not registering correctly in their brainwashed minds. Other Whites see it and understand what’s going on, but they’re too intimidated to go against it, to fight back even in minor fashion. In some ways I understand. But if things don’t begin some kind of “correction” soon, it’s going to be all that much worse when we are finally <span style="font-weight:bold;">forced</span> to fight back with more than just websites that point out the responsible parties and blogs that point out unmentioned problems. Ahem. <br /><br />There’s nowhere you can go to escape the multicult insanity. Not only the insanity forced on us by the people running the show, but the innate insanity, lack of common sense and self centered arrogance that’s found in most non-whites these days. I’m talking about the entire gamut also, from the filthiest central American jungle savage to the Asians who are able to blend in in a lot of ways. They’re all feeling their oats these days, all of them thinking they can push Whitey around. All of them. <br /><br />God forbid you have to go to a shopping mall here in SoCal. Even if you live in area that’s for the most part free and clear of the <span style="font-style:italic;">never should have beens*</span>, the structures seem to attract them like cockroaches cavorting in the filth of a mexican’s Section 8 apartment. Non-whites of all types can be found lumbering through the malls out here. The mexicans and blacks walking 5 or more across, most of them trying their best to make sure they don’t move more than a couple of centimeters to get out of anyone’s way, <span style="font-style:italic;">especially</span> Whitey’s! That’s if they move at all. Being kind of a lug, I make sure they move. Most Whites don’t fight it. They go out of their way to be polite. It almost seems like a lot of Whites physically shrink when approaching these animals or they go out of their way to be courteous. This infection has been at epidemic levels among Whites for more than three decades. On the other side, the confidence, the arrogance, the belligerence and sense of entitlement, the feeling of power that non-Whites have over Whites has been growing steadily since at least the early 70’s. It kicked off in the mid 60’s with the NY based red-diaper baby judeo-bolsheviks getting the problems going down South under the guise of “civil rights protests”, but the shock-wave of non-White arrogance began to hit the country in the early 70’s and nothing’s been the same since as the force of this “attitude adjustment” increases every year. <br /><br />From top to bottom, this attitude, this glee at intimidating Whites, attempting to make each encounter large or small into a chance to turn Whites, especially White males, into some kind of second class, bizarro form of Stepin Fetchit is something I see going on everywhere. Like I stated above, a trip to the mall here in SoCal is a multi-cult nightmare that will provide you with dozens of examples of the problems and symptoms I mention in my meandering posts. All it takes is a four minute walk through a shopping center. That’s all you’ll need to see the relationship between most non-whites and Whites. The casual arrogance of the non-whites, the haughtiness in their manner will be on full display. Watch them. Most of them, even many of the formerly courteous Asians will do as little as possible to get out of the way of Whites who are walking toward them. I don’t mean the non-Whites should jump aside and bow. It’s just that common courtesy is gone, you know, people coming from opposite directions each move aside a bit to let each other pass without undue trouble. Not anymore. The non-whites move forward as if they expect Whitey to get out of the way. Usually <span style="font-style:italic;">he does</span>. In fact, many times the non-Whites attempt to move straight through Whites as if the Whites weren't there at all. There is no respect for Whites, anywhere, from anyone. <br /><br />Too much of the time, Whitey shows deference as he makes sure the way is clear for his dusky betters. He automatically steps aside, as in way too far aside. It’s pitiful. Too often he gives the odd smile, the “…please, try to like me! I’m not a racist!” smile. This behavior by Whites is painful to watch and it just adds to a vicious circle. Whites backs off, Leroy, Jose, Chan, whoever, take more and more and more, whether it’s the walkway at the mall or a slot at school or a job. Sometimes it’s Whitey’s wallet or life. This “don’t upset them” behavior that has been drilled into the psyche of so many Whites is leading us to deeper into an ever worsening situation. So many Whites feel that they must do all they can not to upset non-Whites, to not make even the smallest move that might deemed as upsetting or “inappropriate” by these creatures that we are truly going to have one horrible time defending ourselves when the inevitable big battle hits. Whatever you do; “Don’t make them mad!” <br /><br />So many Whites lack any heart at all that it’s scary. This is why we are victimized in so many areas, important and the seemingly unimportant. Believe me, all levels of non-White predation are dangerous to us. Even the slightest attempt by them to get an advantage over us should be viewed as predation. Each time they get away with something, it emboldens them for the next step, the bigger step, the next attack. They smell the fear like animals and move in. Whites are tested, attacked all day long by non-Whites and don’t even realize it. That’s where today’s entry is headed. I like to concentrate on things that many people feel are unimportant, small. Believe me, none of it is small. It all adds up. All of it. A mexican asking to borrow your pen and then walking off without you asking for it back is a test, an assault, a fight. And you've lost if he walks off with your pen. That's how <span style="font-weight:bold;">he</span> looks at it. That's how non-whites look at a lot of things. <br /><br />The widespread stench of White fear combined with the inflated self esteem and confidence of non-whites has led to ceaseless attacks all over the country. Everywhere. All day long. Most people don’t understand that not all attacks are physical. <br /><br />This feeling of “I’ve got Whitey cowed,” is most evident in the behavior of the black and latino populations. Every encounter with a White is a chance to screw with him, to exert some kind of control or authority. To win what they see as a contest. A fight. Take for instance ordering food at a restaurant or even a fast food outlet. This is where blacks usually outshine all other non-whites in outright temerity. I will say the ‘spanics are gaining ground in this area as they continue to emulate and combine black behaviors with their own innate primitive rituals as they continue their government directed takeover. Generally a black customer in almost any situation is a pain in the ass. A lot of you out there know what I’m writing about. You’ve seen it with your own eyes dozens and dozens of times.<br /><br />There’s a diner I go to every couple of weeks or so if I have a very late day at work, and Tuesday was a very long day. Besides doing what I’m paid to do, I had to put up with the hurdles and irritants strewn through the day courtesy of multi-culturalism. Like walking into the restroom just as one of the mexican paper shufflers is exiting. He’s giving me a slightly startled look and he books. I go to the stall. He was giving me a startled look because now I’ll know who it was that “forgot” to flush. I’ll bet he also “forgot” to wash his hands. Mexicans in the shipping dept. out sick again. ‘Spanics who don’t want to make coffee, fill empty copiers and printers with paper when they’ve used it up. The usual. Dealing with unintelligible foreign computer “technicians” and sales people on the phone. Can't have Americans doing those jobs. Something might get done. Finally getting out the door, hopping in my car and then sitting in barely moving, stifling traffic, mexicans all over the place screwing it up because they generally aren't well equipped for handling motor vehicles. <br /><br />I finally get to the diner. I take a look at the customers as I glance at the menu. Mostly White in this part of town. I order my food and I'm busy tinkering with my notes as I eat dinner. I'm about half-way through my meal when trouble walks in.<br /><br />My attention locks on a black guy who strolls in alone and takes a seat at a booth. Without waiting to be directed to a seat. The sign at the front register says "Please Wait to be Seated." He’s about 45, has the sports page tucked under one arm. After he takes his seat, he flips through the menu. After about a minute, he begins staring across the room at several waitresses who are engaged in a discussion. They’re probably drawing straws to see who gets to serve the black guy, because blacks are generally non-tippers in addition to being pain-in-the-ass customers 99% of the time. The black guy has a look of surpeme contempt as he rolls his head and continues staring at the waitresses. He’s wearing an expensive suit and a Rolex. The Rolex is probably fake. Just like OJ’s. His shoes are some weird, gaudy, three tone piece of leather footwear that no White man could get away with wearing without being locked up. <br /><br />One waitress finally draws the short straw. She goes to the bro’s table and flips open her pad of checks. “How are you doing?” The boon nods slightly like he’s doing her a favor to acknowledge her existence. No small talk. A man’s got to eat! <br /><br />“The Meat Lover’s Breakfast Meal.”<br /><br />“Alright, how would you-”<br /><br /> "Ah want the eggs scram-belled.” He cut her off quick. Don't question him. She isn't experienced enough to know that she's supposed to grovel, to let him speak uninterrupted. He'll let her know when she's allowed to ask questions. <br /><br />“Ok” says the waitress. Most of the waitresses at this place are middle-aged and look like characters from a 1940’s film noir movie. They're not softies, but they've been around the block enough to know that the groids take the silliest of things far too seriously. <br /><br />“Now ah want them scram-belled right. Very scram-belled. Scram-belled ‘til they're brown. Ah also want un-yins in them. Chopped un-yins.” “Chopped onions, ok.” The groid’s manner and expression are one in the same, imperious, staring at the White woman as if he’s deciding whether or not she understood her monarch’s commands. The waitress has a bland look on her face, she’s probably seen many a black bastard with overdone pronunciation coupled with ebonics dishing out laundry lists of “special requests". <br /><br />“Ah’ll take a side of the pancakes, but make sure they’re cooked enough, two shades more’n golden brown.” The waitress is doing a good job of hiding her distaste for this clown’s foolishness. “Make sure they’re hot when you bring ‘em n make sure there’s lotsa buttah on the side.” <br /><br />“Alright, butter on-” <br /><br />“Lotsa buttah! N’ make sure the syrup holder isn’t messy. Don’t want to get mah hands sitcky.” He then wiggles his fingers in the air to show he’s got fingers almost like a human's.<br /><br />“The bacon needs ta’ be ek-stra crispy.” “Ok.” “But not burnt. Ah’ll send burnt bacon riiiight back!” Then he has a good laugh. Hot-damn he’s funny to himself. <br /><br />“Do you want hash browns or fruit?” “The hash browns, long as they ain't dry. N’some wheat toast.” Then he <span style="font-style:italic;">immediately</span> pokes his nose into the sports page he’s brought with him. Dismissing the servant by paying her no more mind. <br /><br />The waitress looks like she’s going to ask another question, but then she turns to walk away. She notices that I was watching and she rolls her eyes as she passes by. <br /><br />She’s been attacked, but I don’t think she knew it. She probably did know that it was very possible this waster of air was just getting started.<br /><br />I had to look away from the self important boon. His behavior was giving me flashbacks to dozens of other instances like this, going all the way back to the days when White kids could get a job at a place like Carl’s Jr like I did in High School. My first day on the job and the manager was going over the in’s and out’s of all the facets of working behind the scenes in the exciting world of fast food prep. My attention was caught by a girl running the drive-thru window. She was having some sort of problem with a black customer. The manager looked both ways then lowered his voice so that only I would hear… “You have to watch the <span style="font-weight:bold;">niggers</span>. That word doesn’t bother you does it?” He looked around frantically, thinking that maybe he’d put his foot in it. <br /><br />“No. After going to school with them for years that’s how I look at them.” He looked instantly relieved. “Good. They’re almost always a pain in the ass, looking for something for nothing.” I can still remember him moving me farther back toward a corner to make sure no one would hear him. He wanted to get this off his chest.<br /><br />“They’re always looking for a way to get out of paying the bill or some way to make us give them more than what they paid for.” The girl at the window was still having her go-around with the irate garboon. “They’ll tell you they didn’t order something when they did. They’ll tell you they told you to take something off their order when they didn’t. They don’t want to pay for it, but since it’s in the bag, they’ll keep it.” I listened, none of what he was telling me surprised me. “They’ll tell you the food’s too hot. They’ll tell you the food’s too cold. They’ll say they didn’t want ketchup. They’ve gone crazy… crazier!” I thought I knew everything he was speaking about. But I really didn’t. Neither did he I’d bet. By that I don’t think that at the time he realized the “reasoning” behind a lot of the monkey business. And there was lots of monkey business. I got a good dose of it over the months ahead. TNB is the proper term I believe. <br /><br />I was working the counter a few weeks later and was giving a particularly picky groid customer his order, a “Superstar with Cheese” and some fries. He opened the burger while standing at the counter and began to theatrically examine the toppings. “Tha’ onions. Red onions or brown onions?” <br /><br />“Excuse me?” <br /><br />“Is the onions red onions or brown onions?” I’m thinking, “WTF difference does it make?” I couldn’t say that out loud without being fired from my prestigious position, so I went along. “I’ll have to check.” I knew damn well they were plain old brown onions. I’d bet a week’s pay he already knew the answer. But since he was giving me some ‘tude, I figured I’d better play the game. I stepped around the corner and asked loud enough for him to hear me, “Are the onions red onions or brown onions?” A couple of people laughed. “A guy up front wants to know.” I knew from experience that blacks hated to be referred to as “…some guy.” Doesn’t suit their Goodyear Blimp sized egos. They want to hear “Mister, customer, something regal like Sir Leroy of Martin Luther the King blvd,” or crap like that. I’d have preferred to use something more quaint like groid or asshole or even nigger but that usually doesn’t fly at most jobs.<br /><br />“Brown onions, sir,” I reported to the curious brutha. Anyone who’s been around blacks knows what’s coming next; “I don’t want no brown onions. I need red onions.” He “needs” red onions? Yeah, that’s what he said to me. “Do we have red onions here?” Someone in the back shouted “No!” The groid looked at me, then looked into the cooking area behind me. “We have a problem. I’s expectin’ red onions. Yo’ commercials use red onions, so there should be red onions.” He’s picking through his fries, eating them while giving me his bullshit. I don’t know what kind of onions were used in any commercials. I can tell you the commercials had nothing to do with we did in real life at that restaurant. <br /><br />“I can’t go out and get you red onions, sir. Would you like to order something else?” <br /><br />“I want a Superstar with red onions.” I can remember thinking that all I wanted to do at this point was jump across the counter and choke this stupid, arrogant motherfucker to death to the cheers of onlookers who were sick and tired of this display of black bullshit. The manager could see I was getting ready to blow my top. He walked up and told me to go to the back and check the fridge, see what kind of onions we might have while he “…helped this customer out.” <br /><br />So the brutha ordering his scrambled eggs and onions was reminding me of my stint at Carl’s Jr. among a thousand other ridiculous, self-centered nonsensical groid perpetrated routines I had been involved in or witnessed over the years. I’d really like to hear from some of you out there who have been through this crap or witnessed it. Ordering waiters and waitresses around ‘til they’re dizzy, then trying to run out on the check or contesting every item on the bill. Then leaving a miniscule tip if they leave a tip at all. Blacks holding up the line at the bank while they give tellers attitude. Holding up the line at the airport looking for special treatment or because they were simply too stupid to read and understand the posted rules and regulations. Which of course they don’t believe apply to them because in so many facets of life in the former US blacks do whatever the hell they feel like with little or no repercussions. I was thinking of blacks pushing people around for no reason other than they knew that the person would not or could not fight back, either because they’re cowed or brainwashed like most Whites or they were simply wary or scared of the groid’s numerical superiority in those particular situations. I was thinking of nogs starting trouble in school and getting away with it because intimidated teachers and administrators would be in “don’t make them mad” mode or the school personnel were brainwashed leftist jerkoffs who let groids get away with everything because of “…a history of 400 years of oppression” or other bullshit. <br /><br />Blacks have been getting away with murder literally and figuratively for far too long. I’m thinking about all of this and I tell myself to cool off. Hey, take your mind off this crap by watching one of the TV's they have above the dining counter. Ok. I look across the room to see what's on the TV facing me. It’s Gloria Vanderbilt’s faggy son, Anderson Cooper and his propaganda show on CNN. Great. He starts running a promo or something with the mother or sister of one of the DC snipers, afro boy Lee Boyd Malvo. They’re also cutting to the daughter of one of the victims. The victim and daughter are White I should point out. I can barely hear the audio, but I can see the closed captioning. The CNN idiots are trying to get the daughter to say she can forgive Malvo, after all he was only 17 at the time, and he was brainwashed by John Allen Muhammad. Hey, when I was 17 I might have felt like strangling the idiot groid over his onion based bullshit, but I didn’t. I also knew it would probably be wrong to drive around the country and blast people with a high powered rifle. Then again, I’m white. The pompous bitch who’s related to Malvo is going on about how sorry he is, how he’s trying to make amends through his writing, etc. How about stringing the son of a bitch up? How’s that for making amends? At least the daughter said she couldn’t forgive the bastard for shooting her father. The media is<span style="font-weight:bold;"> <span style="font-style:italic;">ALWAYS</span></span> getting Whites to say they forgive some black or brown savage who has hurt or killed a loved one from the White’s family. If on the rare occasion a White sends a brown or black six feet under (and it’s usually for good reason), the same media will let the dusky monsters wail and roar about their hatred for “the killer”, let them crow about vengeance. Then the media will tell us the emotions of the black or brown are valid, heartfelt, correct, deserved. Because those emotions are directed at Whites. <br /><br />I decide I’d better not watch the TV. That kind of crap can ruin your appetite. It can also get you arrested if you take your coffee mug and use it to turn off the TV. I glance over at the groid, wondering if this place will manage to get his pancakes “…two shades more’n golden brown.” He’s raising his coffee cup as the busboy walks by. “Jose, coffee.” Then he plants his cup on the table and goes back to his paper without a second glance at the busboy. The busboy gives him a disgusted look but he does walk off to find the waitress. I know the busboy’s name isn’t Jose. This guy is just calling him that to screw around. I’ve seen blacks do that before on plenty of occasions also. Not that I care, but it’s indicative of the general attitude of groids toward everyone else. They think the whole world is intimidated by them. They’re justified in feeling that way toward whites as a group because so many Whites are intimidated by them. Or they’re at least intimidated by what could happen to them if they stand up to a black or most other non-whites. <br /><br />Believe me, I’m aware that Whites, especially in the US, are in a no-win situation most of the time when dealing with non-Whites. If you stand your ground, even in a minor situation, you are automatically the bad guy, a complete villain. A "<span style="font-style:italic;">racist</span>". Whooo! If a confrontation turns physical, most of the time you will end up fighting a swarm of browns or blacks because all of them, no matter the race, are more “group oriented” to put it nicely. They’re pack animals. This is especially the case for blacks and latrinos. <br /><br />But this situation of Whites being perceived as weak, as being easy targets, the perception that any White can be attacked even if other Whites are around, because other Whites won’t jump in, is having dire consequences around the country as we all know. Far deeper consequences than some self absorbed nog cutting the line at an amusement park and not worrying about the consequences. As I mentioned earlier, when the big fight finally breaks out, we Whites are going to have a lot of trouble at first, simply because so many of us are so brainwashed we won’t fight. The herd will be culled. I don’t worry about us winning out in the long run. It’s the early part of the fighting that’s going to be the most costly. It’s a shame because it doesn’t have to be that way. On many occasions these days we’re targets just for the sake of being targets, for amusement. All thanks to forced multi-culturalism, civil rights laws that grant special privileges and rights to non-whites, along with other alien policies put forth by our “government”. But I digress…<br /><br />The waitress zooms up and fills the boon buffoon’s coffee cup. He looks up a bit from his paper. A bit. Just enough to look at the coffee pot in the waitress’ hand. He looks gloriously irritated, obviously she should have come along with fresh java much quicker. I start to wonder if anyone else is watching this or if anyone even cares about this stuff. <br /><br />A minute later she’s back with the boolie’s food. I can’t turn away, I have to watch. As the waitress lays out his food, the brutha scans everything on the plate. I know something’s up. Something’s wrong. It’s coming. She lays everything out and tells him, “I’ll be right back with the pancakes.” “Hold on. I need the eggs scram-belled some more. I told you they should scram-bell them ‘til they’re brown.” “They are pretty well done,” the waitress is forcing a smile.<br /><br />“Not enough.” He shakes his head in the practiced, snobby way we see often in the news from dangerous clowns like Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson. The waitress nods and starts to pick up the plate. “The un-yins. They red un-yins or white un-yins?” “I think they’re brown onions.” I want to jump out of my seat and yell “Yes! Yes!” I want to tell this clown he’s the winner of the “Nigger of the Day Award!” <br /><br />“Can you see to it that he makes new scram-belled eggs with red un-yins. Or even green un-yins if you got ‘em. I can't eat brown un-yins” <br /><br />“I'll see what we can do.” <br /><br />That isn’t what the boon wanted to hear. He lowers his head while looking right at the waitress. He wants to hear “Yes sir, right away, sir!” She takes the plate of food back to the cook’s counter and starts explaining to him what’s up. The boon looks over at the cook. The cook digs around behind the counter and holds up some green onions. The boon nods, like a king granting a peasant some paltry wish. He sits back, I can almost see his chest swell with the pride of victory. He’s just pushed Whitey around. Just committed an assault. Just won another round. I can only hope the cook spit in his food and dumped brown onions mixed with snot all through his “scram-belled” eggs. I was going to stick around and see what would happen when his pancakes showed up the wrong hue or without enough butter, but decided it might be better to get out of there before I was driven to do society a favor and put a steak knife in the groid’s neck. <br /><br />Yeah, they walk all over us. At the mall. Ordering food in restaurants. Ordering us around. Giving us shitty service at the DMV, courts, any city, state or federal office. On the streets. In the schools. We Whites are being assaulted all day long by non-Whites yet not enough Whites realize it. These days, every thing they do is a test. Their will against ours. We’re losing most of the time. Every time they get their way, even in petty situations, it’s a win in their mind. They’ve gained another five yards by punching it through Whitey’s defensive line. Sure, most Whites see it as just letting something inconsequential go. Why bother to get worked up if some ‘spanic wants to cut in line at the movies? Because it’s a test. It’s an assault. And we are coming up on the short end in these assaults, we are losing these “contests” most of the time. For now. Until we Whites relearn the concept of “team” as it applies to our race, it’s only going to get worse. <br /><br />Whenever you get a chance, derail them. Put your mind to it. You'll think of ways to do it without being obvious. <br /><br />Thanks for putting up with today’s rant. Hope it made sense. <br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">*Never should have beens: Most non-whites in the world today wouldn’t even exist if it weren’t for White charity of some sort. Most of that “charity” coming from moneys extracted from the wallets of Whites via confiscatory tax schemes, and sent to non-White hell holes to up the birth rates. The rest of the money is sent to non-Whites inside the US to facilitate breeding via public housing, welfare, food stamps, WIC and more. There should be billions less non-Whites in the world, but we are being worked to death by our governments to make us pay for our destruction. </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com37tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940421575622772206.post-69268333809848065502007-10-04T22:52:00.000-07:002007-10-05T00:02:58.293-07:00ROGUES GALLERYBeen away a few days. Had to take a last minute, work related trip to Northern California. This left me with little time to write or post, other than to make sure the comments from others were put up for one and all. Although I was going to wait a couple more days before posting, some things that popped into my head during the trip just wouldn’t go away after I got home.<br /><br />Like I said, I had to go to the Northern part of the state. It’s not quite so beaner infested as L.A., but it’s no paradise either. Several cities were on the itinerary and one of them was Sacramento. Sacramento is the capitol of Mexifornia for those of you who don’t know too much about the former Golden State. Just being there made me start thinking about some of the political figures we have here in California. Elected and unelected political figures. All working toward destroying the state, giving the rest of the US a preview of what's coming to their front doors. We have quite a few of these "politicians" out here, and while my modest blog usually concentrates on the small things in order to point out the problems inherent in multiculturalism, sometimes it’s good to point out a few of the bigger players in the game. Or bigger puppets as it were. So here’s the first installment in an occasional series I’ve decided will be part of this blog. For now, I’ll refer to it simply as the "Rogues Gallery”. Uncreative title but accurate and honest. As the installments come along, not all of the “members” will be latrino. But this week they are both ‘spanic, and both “elected” officials.<br /><br />At the very least it’s accurate to state that many regions of California suck and it’s the various people who come under the heading of “leadership” who suck most. Literally in some cases according to several sources. The most aggravating are the “minority” politicians who are treated with artificial deference by the enemy owned and operated news media. They are given media worship and kid glove treatment by that media in order to rub it in Whitey’s face. We’ve seen it for decades with black “leaders” like Barack Obama, Al Sharpton, and the Grand Garboon himself, Jesse Jackson. We are now seeing it more and more with other non-white politicians, especially ‘spanic politicians here in L.A. and in California in general. The media manipulators likely have even less respect for the black and brown pretenders than aware Whites do, but they <span style="font-weight:bold;">are</span> using these clowns as tools against Whites, so they do all they can to boost the already stratospheric self esteem of the browns, never mind giving them undeserved levels of attention in the first place. Local people and many people around the former US are familiar with White turncoat politicians like our governor Arnie who is enemy owned and operated, but most people around the country haven’t had a chance to meet some of the turd-licking odorous mexican politicians and “leaders” of various organizations here in CA.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFqfsf6CJM3OGsfJbaiRi2xOp0zkVSr_YceCn592REmLL1YTH_hGWAbErlHe1yP07cWP56m5tc2RiPotCfI671oElE2Eb1OQNmU9W2sZt5xsRemgR3Gyd21NHV81myxAUrk2ekEw3agz8/s1600-h/Villaraigosa.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFqfsf6CJM3OGsfJbaiRi2xOp0zkVSr_YceCn592REmLL1YTH_hGWAbErlHe1yP07cWP56m5tc2RiPotCfI671oElE2Eb1OQNmU9W2sZt5xsRemgR3Gyd21NHV81myxAUrk2ekEw3agz8/s400/Villaraigosa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117727169879534434" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">The Mayor of Los Angeles, Antonio Villaraigosa. He's failed the State Bar Exam four times. Does your mayor have credentials like this?</span><br /><br />Idiot #1 is this guy. The mayor of Los Angeles. He goes by the name “Antonio Villaraigosa”. His last name is actually “Villar”, but he combined his last name and his ex-wife’s last name to come up with something he thought was more radical. More intimidating or at least unpronounceable to Whites. More spickish I guess you could say. For a mexican, I guess he’s brilliant. He’s failed the state bar exam four times. Four! Other people have already asked if a white politician would have been able to run for office after exhibiting this type of academic aptitude. I hope that they were being facetious. If not, they’re as dumb as people who couldn’t pick up on “Coffee Brake” rather than “Coffee Break” in the last installment. All this clown does (when he’s not out banging mestiza TV anchors and bubble headed political groupies) is go around town and pose for pictures. Every day the local media breathlessly reports on some highway project that features the mayor wearing a hard hat and shakily holding a shovel with a couple of pounds of dirt in it. Then they show him at an elementary school posing with hordes of mexican cubs, lecturing them on the importance of echoo-kay-shin. Si mon ese vato! This from a guy who very likely can barely read. This clown was admitted into UCLA with terrible test scores and sub-par grades because of Affirmative Action and behind the scenes political maneuvering - the people running the show were grooming him from day one. After the local news is done showing him at one of his ten photo-ops of the day, they usually run video of Villaraigosa at some fund raising gala yukking it up with all the usual suspects, the people who not-so-secretly hate the rest of us Whites and want the US to collapse into a smoldering heap. Apparently they figure they can still live like Kings here or just go somewhere else if they can't control their brown slaves. Somewhere like Patagonia (look that up - I’m encouraging people to do research).<br /><br />I’m still amazed when Whites do some homework and finally realize this guy is more loyal to mexico than the US. That’s par for the course. It’s not that he’s loyal to mexico per se. It’s racial loyalty. Something that has been brainwashed out of Whites. Racial loyalty is a bad thing when expressed by Whites. Don’t you ever wonder why blacks, latinos, asians, jews, even faggots and others are allowed to express pride in Who They Are - while ordinary Whites are not allowed to do the same? Look into it. Anyway, I don’t expect these mexican idiots to have any loyalty to the US so there are never any surprises for me in that area. Many of us know the mayor was raised on White taxpayer money, and it was White taxpayer money that put him through school (although if you’ve ever seen him in action on TV you can see he’s definitely among the millions of “minawty” students who were passed along because of their shade, not because of academic achievement).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB0O2cO2ZoxIyMCGkDT5EDgYCj_5Eu1VnSGWrfO6bmMU16GJOiy1wrNb4GUGH-3ekZdiEUBcVbeyOoqdJmB9D8FtqPbRxJVP_iBA5r4n8B09CddyMDz95YjIlnsk7_131zrHGxwPoHfqM/s1600-h/sucking.aclu.ass.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB0O2cO2ZoxIyMCGkDT5EDgYCj_5Eu1VnSGWrfO6bmMU16GJOiy1wrNb4GUGH-3ekZdiEUBcVbeyOoqdJmB9D8FtqPbRxJVP_iBA5r4n8B09CddyMDz95YjIlnsk7_131zrHGxwPoHfqM/s400/sucking.aclu.ass.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117727165584567122" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">The mayor knows which side his tortilla is buttered on.</span><br /><br />A small local scandal blipped on the airwaves this past summer when it turned out the mayor was going behind his wife’s back for the umpteenth time and banging Mirthala Salinas, a news reporter/anchor for “Telemundo” and typical beaner whore. What’s more interesting is that some considered this whore’s behavior surprising. She actually typifies the behavior of your average mexican female; sneaky and promiscuous. Any of you guys out there who have mexican wives or girlfriends and think they are faithful to you are naive to put it mildly. Let me explain something. Something that is a little known fact about mexican culture. People think that the reason mexicans in mexico have a lot of kids is because of the Catholic Church. Wrong. That’s secondary. The main reason the women are pregnant is because mexican men figure it’s one way to keep them from running around. It keeps her at home. It keeps her relatively unattractive for a few months a year. The mexican men get their women’s bellies growing so that they can go run around and bang other promiscuous mestizas while Marta is at home tending to the future criminal festering in her womb. Go ahead, look it up. Ask around. Ask any guy from mexico. They’ll confirm it. They’re proud of this! The pregnant mestizas might look unattractive to their own husbands and boyfriends, but to the other beandoggers walking around, they look mighty fine, another enchilada to mount.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioBwPshh3UyofFbtqOuH573StP9ec7pQp03DeqfQWAUjfMFjDmJeY63V8gjHuxvXzLG2QGg7k6My9uWEdkG_l54JnO6TeUC4zsp0avxK2FBjVrNOLngBHfP3KW-NaJtUmcq16gQ01NuCc/s1600-h/Heart_Mayor2Red.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioBwPshh3UyofFbtqOuH573StP9ec7pQp03DeqfQWAUjfMFjDmJeY63V8gjHuxvXzLG2QGg7k6My9uWEdkG_l54JnO6TeUC4zsp0avxK2FBjVrNOLngBHfP3KW-NaJtUmcq16gQ01NuCc/s400/Heart_Mayor2Red.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117743439215651698" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">The mayor and one of his ho's, TV reporter Mirthala Salinas. She covers politicians in more ways than one. If you want laughs, look her up on the net. </span><br /><br />Mirthala Salinas is a “power fucker” as the local press refers to her. But the thing is, again, she was acting like the typical mexican female. We know this because she was screwing California’s State Assembly “Speaker” Fabian Nunez<span style="font-weight:bold;"> at the same time she was boffing the mayor</span>. At the same time she was gnawing on the chilitos of the mayor and assembly speaker she was apparently also screwing a state senator, Gil Cedillo, who I’ll write about in an upcoming “Rogue’s Gallery” installment. Most mexican women, in fact most latino women are like this. Multiple partners are a must. It’s a primitive drive that controls them. Run around and screw as many braves as possible. It’s in their nature. Getting back on point, the mayor’s nookie jar scandal was played down, way down by the local media. If it had been some local White politician who had been caught doing this, a White politician with even the slightest of pro-White stances or even a (non-jewish) liberal White politician who had a darker hued opponent waiting in the wings, the media would have been blasting the story 24/7. <br /><br />So the mayor sucks because he’s a mezzo, because he’s a member of mecha who has been pushed through the ranks, a golden boy because of his race, not because of any political skill or cunning. In fact, the astounding level of dumbfuckery he’s displayed while in office is something that almost no white politician could ever get away with. But his protective coloring coupled with the media performing like body armor is all that’s needed to keep him going as one of many agents designed to destroy the US. Before he became mayor, Villaraigosa was a city councilman. Just after he became a councilman, he took an official political trip. A junket. Where did he go? Israel. What is a small time local politician, a city councilman, doing in Israel? A councilman who has expressed loyalty to two things, his mestizo “race” and to mexico? A politician who has expressed disgust with and hatred toward Whites and the US? He must have been reporting to headquarters. There’s no other explanation.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRaoStBQIYupqrWNA7I0dwcrxQ_GlcDEIYueeqVB6Bl3YJRWC9SpKYBavXrtxFl0UhGVa2bPz07N0qMInSEdb_XTgWq0eodZK7pPBNfvz-mHAPDG4XsNS-s8yEDi9uL96eY9jXfggFFxQ/s1600-h/nunez.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRaoStBQIYupqrWNA7I0dwcrxQ_GlcDEIYueeqVB6Bl3YJRWC9SpKYBavXrtxFl0UhGVa2bPz07N0qMInSEdb_XTgWq0eodZK7pPBNfvz-mHAPDG4XsNS-s8yEDi9uL96eY9jXfggFFxQ/s400/nunez.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117727139814763330" /></a>S<span style="font-weight:bold;">peaker of the State Assembly and Los Angeles resident Fabian Nunez. He says mexicans will exert their power and eventually rule over the rednecks. They've done such an outstanding job with mexico, I don't see why they couldn't do the same here. </span><br /><br />I mentioned this fraud above. This is Fabian Nunez. He’s the guy who shares his hammock with Mirthala Salinas and the mayor. He’s the Speaker of the California State Assembly. He’s also the 2007 National Campaign Co-Chair of “Hillary Clinton for President”. Yep, he’s co-chair of the dyke’s run for the top puppet seat in DC. (Anyone out there think she’s running for office to help Whites?) Nunez is a tough talking, academic second-rater sissy boy who has been pushed along because of his race. No guile. No cunning. Just like Tony Villar (the mayor’s real name - see above) this dipshit has been funded by the Ford Foundation and other organizations that were co-opted by the children of Marx decades ago. Nunez is another mechista reconquista, with every station in his life controlled by his handlers who use him as a front man for the destruction of White society. They let him talk a lot of b.s., and he can get out front and rile up the gutter level savage mezzos in the streets, but his demonstrated abilities, I should say lack of abilities, clue one and all to the glaring fact that this guy couldn’t order a pizza on his own, never mind handle political office without the puppet masters pulling the strings. Since he was giving Mirthala Salinas the mexican “d.p.” treatment with the mayor, we can assume he’s not exactly a moral traditionalist. I’m speaking in the White sense of the term. For a mestizo mongrel, he’s merely par for the course when it comes to his sexual proclivities. He was separated from his wife for a while, they were actually divorced. When they remarried, <span style="font-weight:bold;">Antonio Villaraigosa was the best man</span>! Think they shared Nunez’s wife Maria like they shared Mirthala Salinas? Let us know what you think! Some people in the local media, speaking off the record, say Fabian is still running around like a dog in heat just like the mayor. Hello! He’s a mexican. What does anyone expect? Nunez has talked a lot of crap about mexicans taking over California, taking over the US, about this being the “bronze” continent, mexicans eventually gaining “full control” and other standard issue mecha and la raza rants. I admit I get a kick out of the way Nunez and other mechista frauds use the term “bronze”. If it’s mexicans, it’s not bronze, it’s brown. As in fertilizer brown. But what can anyone expect from a guy raised in Tijuana? That’s right. Little Fabian was raised in TJ. Does anyone know if it was his mom that was the star attraction in TJ’s famous “Donkey Show”?<br /><br />Nunez is notorious here in CA for his ranting and raving against Proposition 187 back in 1994, which if enacted would have denied government services to illegal aliens. Nunez and other tools led a rally against prop 187. Go here to Youtube to watch this sword swallower in action: http://<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nYOMJf7XOek">www.youtube.com/watch?v=nYOMJf7XOek</a> Oh, I shouldn’t refer to him as a sword swallower? Well, he might be out there running around with dozens of stinky mestiza ho’s, but he is bought and paid for like Villaraigosa, Arnold, and almost everyone back in DC. They get down on their knees and let their masters go, excuse the expression, balls deep. Nunez is one of those clowns who will try and lecture any and all within earshot about the marvels of mexican culture, of (mythical) Aztlan, of the incredibly advanced culture of the Aztecs and other fairly tales only believed by children and adults with the mental development of children, meaning mexicans. Here’s where to go to listen to this turdman give a speech in his best clipped, affected mexican accent: <a href="http:////ccir.net/AUDIO/TakeoverOfAmericaCD/15.mp3">http://ccir.net/AUDIO/TakeoverOfAmericaCD/15.mp3</a>. Like Villaraigosa, Nunez’s poor speaking abilities, in terms of being able to cogently get the full depth of his ideas across, show him to be another pretender. It’s patently obvious he’s firing off sound bites scripted by someone else. Most politicians are smooth while rattling off speeches written by others. Not Fabian. But then again, he’s a beandogger, so he doesn’t have to be polished. <br /><br />Nunez is also “famous” for ignoring the National Anthem of the US while enthusiastically standing at attention for the mexican national anthem and saluting the mexican flag. Here’s a pic of him giving the mexican/socialist salute to the beaner flag. For <span style="font-style:italic;">some reason</span>, the news media ignores this. That’s because L.A. sucks. It's also because Whites don't run the media.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi99L5cBTY9HDkl6wZsbBxt-QuoR70m5OAq6dNQUXbxsPmGDXvE7ngv5K-xz8ZE7BfT-4jEkgMw8EXuYYQhyfvMd2Fgk24D6et2JjoF7Hq9313CkUZlNRUPYMM8Lf3EJfLc1yOuOUTvdEA/s1600-h/fabiansalute.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi99L5cBTY9HDkl6wZsbBxt-QuoR70m5OAq6dNQUXbxsPmGDXvE7ngv5K-xz8ZE7BfT-4jEkgMw8EXuYYQhyfvMd2Fgk24D6et2JjoF7Hq9313CkUZlNRUPYMM8Lf3EJfLc1yOuOUTvdEA/s400/fabiansalute.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117727139814763314" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">White US taxpayers pay his salary, but Fabian only salutes the fecal stained rag known as the mexican flag. What the hell is that thing next to him?</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtE47Ai90efFelEoQVQgtr58nzHca2Sp8fMcEYKOzCQjJoziSElP3pqMi-ODoA0doZ-IDxVFct3RFo8-LlMspFKfQE4guzh0DdcDq7jKqt-HTKez4xVIAlIIzdRug8Ai2aYm-QC-QuGSE/s1600-h/salinas&fabian.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtE47Ai90efFelEoQVQgtr58nzHca2Sp8fMcEYKOzCQjJoziSElP3pqMi-ODoA0doZ-IDxVFct3RFo8-LlMspFKfQE4guzh0DdcDq7jKqt-HTKez4xVIAlIIzdRug8Ai2aYm-QC-QuGSE/s400/salinas&fabian.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117727139814763298" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">Fabian and Mirthala Salinas. She's his best friend's girl AND his girl at the same time. </span><br /><br />In his speeches, Nunez has referred to Whites who are against the beaner invaders as “rednecks” (click on the audio link listed above). Being a redneck is far better than being a mud colored, ill-tempered mestizo with limited cognitive horizons in all areas. He refers to mexicans as the “sleeping giant”. No, they aren’t sleeping. They’re busy parasites. I can attest to that. One reason they haven’t taken over already, aside from their overall low group IQ, is the incredible level of infighting among ‘spanic politicians. The beaners fight and backstab each other constantly. Worse than blacks. It’s really something. Whether it’s the “mexican mafia” or city and state officials (hey, aren’t they the same thing?), the latinos always end up fighting with each other. Nunez actually complains about the infighting, but he’s been involved with almost nothing but infighting for the last decade, all because of his ego. It’s obvious that a lot of the infighting boils down to jealousy over <span style="font-style:italic;">who is getting the most attention</span>. To the mind of the beaner, whoever is getting attention <span style="font-style:italic;">is the one who’s getting the nookie</span>. And each beaner thinks he should be the center of the attention, period. They want power, and they’ll get some. But for many of the mezzo politicians, like Nunez and Villaraigosa, the quest for power is driven by the need for nookie. They want the power, but Reason 1 is nookie, Political Control is in second place. They’re like a not too bright high schooler dying to be popular. Most of the ‘spanic politicos want to be the main man. The BMOC surrounded by cheerleaders. Montezuma surrounded by maidens being prepped for sacrifice to the salsa gods. El Presidente strolling through a mansion stuffed with putas and trays of burritos. If you think about it, this juvenile drive is one way they’re kept in check by the people holding their leashes. The Kennedy’s are the epitome of sexual restraint when compared to latino (or black) politicians. <br /><br />There’s a few ‘spanics who want to be dictator of greater mexico, meaning the former Southwest of the US. They want to run “Aztlan” with a greasy brown fist. But their names aren’t Villaraigosa or Nunez. Maybe these guys will “grow” out of their adolescent drives as their basis for seeking power. But considering how old they are already… Nunez is so desperate to hang on to his position as Speaker of the Assembly he’s busy campaigning to get a proposition put on the ballot in ‘08 that will allow him to stay on as Speaker for 6 more years - if he’s unable to become L.A. Mayor or a Senator during that period. In this respect he’s like most politicians. What would he do if he had to go out and get a real job? <br /><br />I suppose one of the most galling things about watching Nunez perform, if you’re perceptive in certain ways, is the fact that it’s obvious on some level he realizes he’s a second rater. He <span style="font-style:italic;">knows</span> he doesn’t have the skills or the wherewithal to actually “run the show” but you can see he’s determined to make the most of his time in the catbird seat. So far, he has. Every move he’s made in Sacramento has been geared toward siphoning tax dollars out of White pockets and into the taco shells of his parasitic racial brethren. The self esteem of Nunez and latinos in general has hit “groid level”. No doubt about it. <br /><br />Thanks for reading. Thanks with putting up with any typos because I banged this one out pretty quick. Thanks for posing comments on the other blog entries. For those of you trying to insult me, calling for my head; Cry me a river. <br /><br />Big EfferUnknownnoreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940421575622772206.post-32146211007574775242007-09-22T01:01:00.000-07:002007-09-22T12:19:13.353-07:00LIGHTS! CAMERA! INACTION!<span style="font-weight:bold;">Dateline, North Hollywood, Ca. ((Yes, that North Hollywood. The place where the infamous “shootout” occurred back in ‘97 between the two kevlar covered bank robbers and the perpetually out-gunned LAPD))</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8oUnKN5SJ0CkFTbfRr8eama2hTPMLAoJjiUsHGm4imeRv-ij4zJBzBi6e6JByHpW99Bq6K-fXdsUYrQaToVeeU651XgCZ2bHfGphiaaCFXLgxwZ3F0fKNMJPl75Y830rAB6dYFmPdNVw/s1600-h/PhillipsMatasareanu1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8oUnKN5SJ0CkFTbfRr8eama2hTPMLAoJjiUsHGm4imeRv-ij4zJBzBi6e6JByHpW99Bq6K-fXdsUYrQaToVeeU651XgCZ2bHfGphiaaCFXLgxwZ3F0fKNMJPl75Y830rAB6dYFmPdNVw/s400/PhillipsMatasareanu1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112936087046131298" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">Larry Eugene Phillips and Emil Matasareanu. The infamous North Hollywood Bank Robbers. They should have directed their fire at the mexicans in the area.</span><br /><br />Rest easy everyone. Security cameras are going to be deployed in North Hollywood and other areas of the San Fernando Valley. (For those of you who aren’t locals, most of the San Fernando Valley is part of the city of Los Angeles. Some people think areas of the Valley like Van Nuys, Encino, Woodland Hills etc are separate cities. They’re really just different neighborhoods, all part of the crazy-quilt city known as “L.A.”) Why are these cameras being installed in various parts of North Hollywood? The excuse, I mean, the reason given is that they are being put in place to stop graffiti or at least curb it. Hold on, I have to stop and laugh. Huge chunks of LA County are buried under several coats of graffiti. Stopping it is going to involve a lot more than shooting pictures of latino vandals. The term shooting does come to mind when thinking of possible solutions I have to admit. (Original Daily News Story - http://www.dailynews.com/ci_6942447 )<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuj0aCK_BIs5SvhmvsRZ8SnOimtDlD4CGlD7B2Eqf9Vur-Z7AOz1pVxGWBgdQbx5NYXKsxt3pEzWkqn6bP78a5MbJH6SPNiqGVty7DD5uhAaSBoWW5AEwAGiDZA24vXDuoUvn9ZMHhEZ8/s1600-h/MainCAM.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuj0aCK_BIs5SvhmvsRZ8SnOimtDlD4CGlD7B2Eqf9Vur-Z7AOz1pVxGWBgdQbx5NYXKsxt3pEzWkqn6bP78a5MbJH6SPNiqGVty7DD5uhAaSBoWW5AEwAGiDZA24vXDuoUvn9ZMHhEZ8/s400/MainCAM.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112936091341098610" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">The cameras are solar powered of course. Environmentally friendly. Officials have to show that they’re “thinking green” even while chasing criminals. Green is the word, that’s for sure. I guess they’ll go after these guys for the excess fluorocarbons they release into the air while tagging.</span><br /><br />The cameras shine a light and blast a recorded warning at the offender. I heard the warning on the radio. It’s funnier to hear it than just read what the message is. <span style="font-weight:bold;">The message is in English. Hilarious</span>. It should be in <span style="font-weight:bold;">Spanish</span> or at least <span style="font-weight:bold;">Spanglish</span>. That way the perps can have even more of a laugh as they mark their territory like the dogs they are. You can go to the manufacturer’s website if you’d like to hear the Robocop camera’s voice: http://www.qstartech.com/<br /><br />I’ve run in to people who have tried to tell me that graffiti, this primitive vandalism, is actually art. I hope that none of you are one of these folks. You aren’t one of those people who believe that graffiti isn't created by gangbangers? You aren't one of those people who believe most of the graffiti around us actually comes from harmless taggers who are only trying to express themselves artistically, are you? Do you feel that graffiti is the equivalent of any Renoir? That it’s simply Western snobbery keeping us from recognizing the greatness of graffiti and giving it the respect it deserves? If you think that way, get some Q-tips and clean the b.s. out of your ears, son. Almost all of the graffiti in Southern California comes from savage animals who should be put down like rabid dogs. In the last two paragraphs I’ve referred to the taco benders as dogs. I apologize to all dog-lovers out there. <br /><br />All they need to do to get rid of 99.999% of graffiti in North Hollywood and in most of the US is to move the latrino and other third world populations back where they belong, outside the US. Go to the “graffiti” page at the camera manufacturer’s site: <span style="font-weight:bold;">http://www.qstartech.com/user_applications/graffiti.html</span> They show a couple of pictures taken by this intimidating piece of technology. I’ve taken the liberty of placing their pics here in this blog. Look at the first one. Mexicans spray painting walls in L.A.. OK. Normal occurrence. Their daddies teach them as children to steal and vandalize wherever they go - that is when they’re not drunk busy sexually assaulting them instead. Then there’s the other picture. More mexicans spray painting walls in North Hollywood? No. They’re ruining property in Nebraska! No place is safe from these dirty, kiddy rapist morons. Nebraska! WTF are mexicans doing in Nebraska? Go ahead and visit the manufacturer's site and go to their link titled “Theft”: ( <span style="font-weight:bold;">http://www.qstartech.com/user_applications/theft.html</span> ) More mexicans, stealing from a construction site in Texas. Beaner crime is so rampant the company doesn’t bother in trying to cover it up. I’ll give them that much credit. What they should do is create a camera that shoots .45 caliber ammo at these pricks while they ply their trade. That would be something worthy of high accolades. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV7biq6aHeumXDnzaUKu_s79CFN_Kj880jUdwFzHDN4CVueZVZnbvU0HXFzKA5372jsDWmAyaHPPyMGgW4Z7ccntGBG-S524NZRNRgGB4ATrbVJxTklv4zJNlxGNYer_gyCOxDrVpxrkI/s1600-h/LA_Graffiti1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV7biq6aHeumXDnzaUKu_s79CFN_Kj880jUdwFzHDN4CVueZVZnbvU0HXFzKA5372jsDWmAyaHPPyMGgW4Z7ccntGBG-S524NZRNRgGB4ATrbVJxTklv4zJNlxGNYer_gyCOxDrVpxrkI/s400/LA_Graffiti1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112939252437028482" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">Mexican cultural icons at work in LA.<br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIJKML6bOu8kuKhnXNTHAY_2qqd9-C396XsP7GAOgNQsMhcMPT-Y994JOg2ohQVeg_bYpN73m7hU4po3jkmVQRqkIUpFmoHaWZvpXn8kVjAooQxSzrPJSc4Gp37LTtXkgkaW36GbLKKGI/s1600-h/Tagger+-+Nebraska.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIJKML6bOu8kuKhnXNTHAY_2qqd9-C396XsP7GAOgNQsMhcMPT-Y994JOg2ohQVeg_bYpN73m7hU4po3jkmVQRqkIUpFmoHaWZvpXn8kVjAooQxSzrPJSc4Gp37LTtXkgkaW36GbLKKGI/s400/Tagger+-+Nebraska.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112939256731995794" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">Nebraska! Bean Doggers smelling up the Heartland. </span><br /><br />Nebraska. Texas. North Hollywood. Mexico. These animals are the same everywhere. They are following their instincts when they write on walls. Their neighborhoods are dirty because they lack the instinct, the internal drive, to keep things clean and orderly. They never had to develop certain higher instincts and traits. There was no selection pressure to develop beyond simple tribal/jungle behavior. That’s why wherever they go in the US, once their population tops 20%, the entire area becomes wild, chaotic, dirty. The jungle. These people are more at home in a tropical rain forest or living in caves on the side of a cliff than in a modern orderly society. The closest they come to cliff dwelling in the US is the public housing projects so many of them live in courtesy of the money extracted each week from your wallet by Uncle Sam and referred to as taxes. The government takes our money and uses it to replace us. Think about that. <span style="font-weight:bold;">YOU ARE PAYING THE THIRD WORLDERS TO REPLACE YOU. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQd1mHU0Bhk3cWSURAtByOiRPdPxhu9s1xNPMKWicvSEbp1Ls0mAFvjVl_elyDQhoEtxnY_xhtfuTzStJ8kUNtBRVNmekCZHx-exhzO3cFm1BZxQw0fEOaFewuiXBRu0SuDJyK1qy-JGk/s1600-h/Con_Theft_Tex_beaners.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQd1mHU0Bhk3cWSURAtByOiRPdPxhu9s1xNPMKWicvSEbp1Ls0mAFvjVl_elyDQhoEtxnY_xhtfuTzStJ8kUNtBRVNmekCZHx-exhzO3cFm1BZxQw0fEOaFewuiXBRu0SuDJyK1qy-JGk/s400/Con_Theft_Tex_beaners.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113105446196547266" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">Busy doing the work White Americans don't want to do.</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmF7Pe-_da5-IgPHVc0fFUCbAg7VWLTYeW8s16KfTbN6jZSUS_dvPwMw0fZsK5OAUsy0JWuDCwwWW0ep__1Jxo48EBhfo1hZPROzA6seHd5ezlsIFF82xLRmJuvr13q172oNl8uPdB9w4/s1600-h/Con_Theft2_Tex_beaners.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmF7Pe-_da5-IgPHVc0fFUCbAg7VWLTYeW8s16KfTbN6jZSUS_dvPwMw0fZsK5OAUsy0JWuDCwwWW0ep__1Jxo48EBhfo1hZPROzA6seHd5ezlsIFF82xLRmJuvr13q172oNl8uPdB9w4/s400/Con_Theft2_Tex_beaners.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113105450491514578" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">Nobody remembers the Alamo anymore. No White Americans that is. These guys are busy making sure they get it right next time. </span><br /><br />While most of the invaders are latrinos, other non-whites received favored treatment while they are used as weapons against us. After they’ve established a toehold in the US, Taiwanese programmers and engineers are notorious for moving their aged parents to the US and dumping them on social security among other handouts easily available to non-whites. How in the Hell does some prune faced 65 year old crabby fish and garlic smelling bastard from Taiwan, who’s never worked a day in the US, qualify for Social Security and other social programs? Somalians are being brought in by the truckload to some of the Whitest areas of the US. We have Christian churches enthusiastically backing these types of programs. Especially if they want to keep their tax-exempt status. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">“Problem. Reaction. Solution.”</span> (If you haven’t heard that term before, look it up) The same game over and over. So the solution the to the problem they’ve created this time, the problem the White population is bitching about, is a camera. The camera takes a picture and then blasts its audible warning telling the budding Picasso that he will be prosecuted. Oooh, very scary! Good luck. Maybe one in ten Julios who get a free portrait photo will end up being arrested for their vandalism. But putting the cameras in place makes it <span style="font-weight:bold;">LOOK</span> like something is being done. Perception is the key. It’s like the traitorous lackeys in DC voting to put up a wall where the US - Mexico border used to be. Nothing. There’s no wall. That’s because there’s no teeth in anything. But they did get a couple of minutes of good soundbites on TV, letting them play earnest politicians fighting for American sovereignty and the safety of the citizenry. Everything is a show in an attempt to lull the White population even deeper into complacency or into a deeper stupor depending on who you are. It’s the same thing locally, in LA. More and more rhetoric is tossed our way by the city council while less and less gets done. <br /><br />The fact is that less and less gets done at all levels of govt. when it comes to what Whites want, need and deserve. Less and less is accomplished <span style="font-weight:bold;">EXCEPT</span> when it comes to taking away the rights of Whites. Then the politicians get to work serving their real masters, hitting the bricks with the same fervor shown as when they cobble together new legislation that makes sure the beandogs (there I go again) and other non-whites are taken care of in every way imaginable. The DREAM Act, insurance legislation for illegals, lower school tuition for illegals, mexican trucks getting ready to roll across our borders, unencumbered by silly things like maintenance, drivers who can read or a good set of brakes. Like I said it’s not just for mexicans, it’s for all non-whites. Hate Crime legislation, easy access to SBA (Small Business Administration) loans for any and all non-whites, tax breaks and set asides for minority business or businesses that make sure they hire minorities (like where I work). H1B visas to KO Whites from the IT industry - with the intent of killing White interest in that line of work. They don’t want innovation. They just want to maintain the status quo in some areas. But there’s no conspiracy, right? It’s all just a natural occurrence as things decay. Who says things have to decay? Why are they decaying? Anyone out there ever ask themselves why? Anyone out there ever try to look at things and try to see who is benefitting from all the chaos? What are the different benefits from the chaos, from the dispossession of Whites?<br /><br />Look at who/what spends the most time and money lobbying DC regarding immigration, legal and illegal. It isn’t only Tyson Chicken trying to bring in more hepatitis infected chicken pluckers from Mexico. It isn’t only Microsoft and Oracle who are busy working to haul in more and more vastly overrated, under-skilled marble mouthed programmers from India, Sri Lanka, Taiwan and elsewhere - you guys who’ve worked as programmers know that I am correct on this one. About 1 out of every 500 of these computer braceros is worth a damn. But boy are they arrogant, they all think they’re geniuses. No, it isn’t only Tyson Foods, Microsoft, Oracle and the rest of the IT industry. It isn’t only meat packing plants in the heartland. It gets curiouser and curiouser. Why the Hell does AIPAC, the single largest and most powerful lobby in the US (backed 100% by the media - we’ll get into that in another post) spend so much time and money to keep the borders open and make sure immigration stays 90 - 95% non-white? With their own people allowed preference of course, as “refugees”, etc. Go ahead, look it up. Oh, I’m going to far, into the area of conspiracy and lunacy, right? Wrong. Hit the web and do a little research on the “Immigration Act of 1965”. Look at who WROTE the legislation. Look at the history of the legislation, the history behind the legislation. Ignore the “sponsors” of the bill like fat ol’ Ted “Chappaquiddick” Kennedy or Daniel “The Claw” Inouye. Look at the guys who introduced and pushed for this legislation that was created with the full intent of getting rid of the White population in the US, the “plan to tan America” as jewish pubs referred it to it back then. The main “elected” culprits were Emanuel Cellar and Jacob Javits, two perfect examples of traitors to the United States. The American public wasn’t even made aware that this legislation was winding its way through the house and senate. Media blackout. No chance for the public to vote on it. Take some time and read <span style="font-weight:bold;">Professor Kevin MacDonald’s</span> paper on the subject, filled with footnotes, put together through exhaustive research; http://www.csulb.edu/~kmacd/books-immigration.html No wonder they’re attacking him and trying to get him fired from his job. If he were just a “nut”, if there were no truth to his work, they’d leave him alone. Who are the real haters? Who’s really interested in perpetrating genocide and why? <br /><br />LA does suck, just like the rest of country but even more so. This is ground zero. The heart of the experiment. If you don’t think the country is intentionally being taken apart then take another look at the silly “solution” to the graffiti problem in North Hollywood. Instead of cracking open some turd brown melon-heads and then deporting latinos back to all points South of the border, the govt is going to take pictures. Be sure to dress neatly! Taking pictures means that way they don’t really have to do anything. North Hollywood is flooded with illegals. From one end to the other. That’s why it’s covered in graffiti, that’s why crime is out of control in the area. It used to be almost all White. Up until the 1980’s when the stinky savages started arriving en masse. The illegals trudged in, bringing their crime, dirt, noise and other primitive habits. The men make trouble, while each mezzoid female farts out anchor baby after anchor baby like clockwork every 11 months. A never ending supply of future gardeners, gangbangers and graffiti “artists”. Keep in mind that mexico is our largest “source” of legal immigrants, never mind illegal aliens.<br /><br />Ok. I’ve gotten a bit off track. Lets get back to North Hollywood, so I can start wandering all over the map again. Did you ever see the Clint Eastwood movies where he played a bare-knuckle brawler with a pet orangutan (Every Which Way But Loose and Any Which Way You Can)? The bar used in some scenes in those films was “The Palomino”. The Palomino was in North Hollywood. The neighborhoods shown in the films, the area where Eastwood’s character was living was North Hollywood. The first of those movies was released in 1978, the second in 1980. White North Hollywood is now a memory. It’s now Norte Hah-leewood, ay. Hell. It’s plain old Guadalajara. If they wanted to make a film about the area today, a realistic, slice of life movie, Clint, his cousin, his ape and his mother would be busy fighting gangbangers who’d be trying to steal their cars and attempting to get to the orangutan to use him as taco filling. It would be similar to the battle at Little Big Horn in terms of the Whites being surrounded by savages. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjIP22RRCXncTFqQoL_-Na64D-PUITVCqVgWEEyAUGQzLshf3qkGfY6U88Dz6BEbeB_IPzoKR9SVuWOgGxwksj8hN9vgUkqH8VJb-JvCivYI41Dw9mbmVNdAGXvcMhncQWukTu3ejTA88/s1600-h/Philo.Beddoe.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjIP22RRCXncTFqQoL_-Na64D-PUITVCqVgWEEyAUGQzLshf3qkGfY6U88Dz6BEbeB_IPzoKR9SVuWOgGxwksj8hN9vgUkqH8VJb-JvCivYI41Dw9mbmVNdAGXvcMhncQWukTu3ejTA88/s400/Philo.Beddoe.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112944552426671794" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">Philo squares off against the burrito rollers. </span><br /><br />There’s a little strip on Lankershim blvd. in North Hollywood that’s been undergoing (a bit of) gentrification by the artsy-fartsy crowd. These people will only refer to the area as “No-Ho”. This is being done by artsy folks who put up galleries filled with work from untalented artists and little theaters with crappy, pretentious, “socially conscious” plays distinguished by their poor writing, praise of homosexuality and blacks, and attacks on normal White behavior among other subjects that are staples of Modern American Theatre. These people, these “artists” are hilarious in that they are so naive and in many cases flat out stupid when it comes to the current situation in NoHo and the rest of the city. They move into refurbished buildings, pooling their money to live in condos (converted from shitty apartments) or just spending their parent's money if they come from money. Lots of wealthy people seem to have fun playing poor, "roughing it" while getting two to four grand a month from dear old dad. They move into condos and apartments that are surrounded by an area that resembles a mexican slum because it IS a mexican slum. Yet these “artistes” all go on like intellectuals who can barely stand being in the presence of White proles like you or I. They walk around stating that people who complain about the sell-out of Whites and America are racists, full of hot air and worse. Then they pat themselves on the back for being courageous when in fact all they’re doing is toeing the party line. They think their sunny-good cheer, showing the mexicans they mean no harm, showing the mexicans tolerance and a friendly smile makes them better than all those neanderthals like me who think the border should be closed and all the Julios sent packing. These people are in fact the vast majority of those who become crime victims in NoHo. Victims of the predatory savages from South of the former border. That’s because mexicans and other non-whites see ass-kissing and deference from Whites as weakness, as cowardice mixed with stupidity, and their instincts are right. The instincts of the ignorant White “artists” have been blunted by a non-stop life long campaign of brainwashing via the schools and media, just like most other Whites. The “artistic” crowd seems more susceptible to brainwashing than other groups of Whites. They tend to follow the PC dogma hook, line and sinker because the people they seek as their benefactors are many times the people who are pulling the strings in the US. The own the media, and they own the “big galleries”. <br /><br />So the brainwashing and other tactics used against Whites has placed the art crowd square in the middle of those groups that are among the least perceptive and/or resistant when it comes to being able to recognize certain dangers that exist around them. Dangers that exist because of “multiculturalism”. Because of the presence of mexicans. These naive clowns walk wide-eyed into ass-kickings, robberies, rapes, murders. Every day. It’s sad because their perceptions, their views, really aren’t their own “fault”. Unfortunately, most of them still don’t wake up even after they’ve been raped, robbed, beaten or worse. The brainwashing is that strong. The ones that do wake up are usually so afraid of becoming an “outcast” that even if they have been awakened after their face kicked in by a pack of mexicans, they won’t say so, they won’t admit it. Hey, admit the obvious and you’ll feel better; the majority of latinos are predatory, violent animals. Keep that in mind and you’ll have a better chance of not getting your skull caved in by some guys who’ve just had their picture taken by a robot-cam. <br /><br />During the radio report on the installation of the cameras, one Valley resident complained that her neighborhood “…changed almost overnight.” She said she’s tried to sell her house three times in the last couple of years but the graffiti scares potential customers away. Lady, it’s the presence of the mexicans scaring real buyers away. Even if there isn’t any graffiti no sane person wants to move to a street filled with shaven headed, low IQ smelly savages who are eye-balling your 7 year old daughter like she’s a stripper on the runway at the Spearmint Rhino “Gentlemen’s Club”. <br /><br />So North Hollywood, the quiet little neighborhood in the East Valley has become not so quiet. Thanks to DIVERSITY. Thanks to MULTICULTURALISM. Thanks to hundreds of thousands of illegals from mexico who were encouraged to move to NoHo by the US Govt. What have the guardians of the American public decided to do to combat this illegal alien fueled crime wave? Nothing. Nothing at all. Putting up cameras is doing nothing. Putting up a reward for each scalp cut from an illegal’s head would be doing something. It would at least be a start. Considering all that’s happening around us, if you think a guy like Michael Chertoff (the head of “Homeland Security”) or his “boss” (hah!) are serious about protecting the US, serious about securing the borders, then you haven’t been doing your homework. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_thyphenhyphenHPpan4P3XQZ08sLoKOcW_yd9agHqCw7p_TUu3LyJCYhIdZ49BeE1d1zt_JWbiwA3j5SNOq_zwRMFNDL22eJrJrOIQmQ9PgkcPMgT4dQBTGbgXSD5j92OoUuhrD6xBBd3du74oYRw/s1600-h/Bush.Chertoff.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_thyphenhyphenHPpan4P3XQZ08sLoKOcW_yd9agHqCw7p_TUu3LyJCYhIdZ49BeE1d1zt_JWbiwA3j5SNOq_zwRMFNDL22eJrJrOIQmQ9PgkcPMgT4dQBTGbgXSD5j92OoUuhrD6xBBd3du74oYRw/s400/Bush.Chertoff.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112940936064208546" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">Bush (left) and Chertoff (right) meet to discuss new methods to more quickly fill the US with third world animals.</span><br /><br />A few quick questions:<br /><br />How long do you think it will be before the bean-doggers vandalize the cameras? Will they destroy them? Will they mark their names on the camera housings? <br /><br />How many of you think the cameras are being put in place in more and more areas of SoCal and the rest of the country to get Whites used to seeing them? To get us used to the idea that we’re being watched? Because <span style="font-weight:bold;">we</span> are the ones who will be watched. <br /><br />Things are closing in. London is already arse-deep in security cameras. We’re headed that way. In the long run, they aren’t a weapon against crime, not in the traditional sense. They’re going to be a weapon against Whites who don’t toe the line. Weapons to go after “haters”. You’ll walking down the street, talking with a friend about black crime or how sick queers are and BAM! Your picture has been taken, they’ve got video and audio of you spouting hate speech. Off to the re-education center for you. Laugh now funny boy. <span style="font-weight:bold;">Hermano Grande</span> is watching you.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940421575622772206.post-22359688725366203812007-09-18T22:23:00.000-07:002007-09-19T23:19:17.134-07:00THE PIPPLE'S COURT - Part III<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoXHbBhlSlZXp215CvKhtOkmyi5q9i3tOQDN8vhEs5VIPV_p_cy2gQl9iTRfGEFZzVxHBhOub4j5KPGJaLr-t4bBn2o4V2XGiLlbyq0OoNYXsCHlCewl7jaYeDZpxPrlD8QQUmXTbfzj0/s1600-h/court_gavel.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoXHbBhlSlZXp215CvKhtOkmyi5q9i3tOQDN8vhEs5VIPV_p_cy2gQl9iTRfGEFZzVxHBhOub4j5KPGJaLr-t4bBn2o4V2XGiLlbyq0OoNYXsCHlCewl7jaYeDZpxPrlD8QQUmXTbfzj0/s400/court_gavel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111782285336065346" /></a><br /><br />(continued from 9/11)<br /><br /><br />I look to see who’s staring at me. It’s more like “what” is staring at me. A particularly ugly “what”. He looked straight out of one of the old charts used to show the “Evolution of Man”. I guess I could call him groid-o-pithicus. He was about 5’10”, and dressed in a filthy blue warm-up suit, similar to what you might see track and field athletes wear, except theirs are clean. His hair looked liked it had been styled with a knife and fork. He didn’t have any whites to his eyes, they were yellow. Criss-crossed with angry red veins. He stared and then blinked as if he were suddenly coming on line. “A hungry man’s got ta eat. You have a spare dollah so’s ah can git somdin’?” Then he gave me a weird grin, kind of like the way a chimp would look at you if it had hidden the last banana, knowing you’d never find it.<br /><br />“Look at how expensive the food is here. You think I have anything left after that?”<br /><br />He’s been knocked off kilter. He’s used to “no”. He’s used to people giving him change or a buck just to make him go away. He's not used to being asked a question. He’s not sure if he should strain his brain to figure out some kind of answer, if he understood me in the first place. He looked as if all he might understand are chirps and whistles. <br /><br />Back when White people ran the country, this kind of incident was rare. Sure, there were bums around. But you didn’t have black beggars coming at you from all sides like the savages on the attack in “Black Hawk Down”. Things have deteriorated so much the last few decades that it has turned into open season on “civilians” as far as the “homeless” are concerned. “Homeless” is another term I despise. Homeless? Bums. That’s what they are. Filthy, lazy bums.<br /><br />The African Nomad looks at me and then my food. “Ahm really hungry.” <br /><br />“So am I.” I take a big bite of Broccoli Beef. He can’t process the inference. His eyes click then he pirouettes (!) and starts dancing through the ever-thickening crowd. He lets out a Michael Jackson style “Oh-hoooo!” Half the crowd stops what they’re doing to see WTF is going on. The other half doesn’t even blink. They must eat here all the time. Or they’re scared shitless and don’t want to look. Because that means <span style="font-weight:bold;">they might have to get involved</span> or they <span style="font-weight:bold;">might see something “bad”</span>. The track star goes to a table filled with a bunch of lawyer types. Four of the five can barely look the savage in the eye. Sometimes I think I have less trouble because I look these animals right in the eye. I know they say that’s a challenge to an animal but I think they’re so used to browbeaten, brainwashed Whites avoiding eye contact that my White Devil Blue Eyes looking right at them are disturbing. At least that’s what I tell people. <br /><br />One of the five sissy lawyers hands the beast some change. All that does is encourage these creatures. Why do people give them money? Why? The down on his luck Olympian gives the idiot lawyer a nod and continues to wander through the area, stopping at table after table. Where’s the security staff? I look around. Ah, I see a “mall cop”. Finally. He’s on the far side of the food court, outside. He’s “hispanic” of course. Hitting on a table full of big-assed hispanic women. He’s oblivious to everything else going on. All of them are giggling. Something about they way they’re going on reminds of junior high school. These people never fully mature, mentally. <br /><br />“Hispanic”. Another nonsense term. Where are these people from? Is there a country named “HISPANIA”? I’ll keep an eye on the security officer to see if he bothers to move around the area and actually check on things. I suspect the only thing he checks on is trim. At least during business hours. Once the mall is closed, he might check to see if the stores are locked. If not, he’ll slip in, grab whatever swag he can carry, and then lock up. I say this because it’s become a huge problem here in LA - hispanic “security” looting and stealing from businesses they are supposed to be guarding. Happened where I work. <br /><br />I go on eating and watching. The place is bursting at the seams. What a goldmine. It might be a goldmine for the local hospitals too, considering what’s preparing the food at most of the stands. One of the people working the counter of the Carl’s Jr. is a latino guy in his early 20’s who looks and acts so gay he's practically dripping with AIDS. Yeah, I want him putting my order together. He might not transmit the <span style="font-weight:bold;">A</span>nally <span style="font-weight:bold;">I</span>njected <span style="font-weight:bold;">D</span>eath <span style="font-weight:bold;">S</span>erum by handling food, but he can pass around a good case of hepatitis to everyone willing and not so willing. Oh, excuse me. You haven’t been taught that fags are normal, have you? They’re not. The nicest thing I can say is that being a homo is an aberration. <br /><br />Did you know that the majority of child molesters are fags? Of course not. The news media has set things up to make people believe that the majority of pedophiles are straight White Males. No. Not true. Look it up. Do your research. At one point the media was going to post a study showing that queers were more likely to be pedophiles but the faggots got wind of it and roared into action. Can you imagine what Whites, as in straight White Males, could get done if they were as organized as fags, H1B lobbyists, jews or even the Armenians who twisted the ADL’s crooked arms behind their backs and forced them to recognize the “Armenian Holocaust”? Of course, forces are at work that nip organized White groups in the bud, but that can’t go on forever. As conditions worsen less and less White People will give a damn about being called “racist”, “intolerant”, “anti-Semitic” or the other names in the long list of anti-White canards.<br /><br />The gaggle of loud jewish guys sits down a few feet from me. One guy is jabbering away, obviously proud of how crafty he thinks he is. I'll change a name that was mentioned, just in case, “…in chambers I told the judge that while my client <span style="font-weight:bold;">did</span> drive the car and <span style="font-weight:bold;">was</span> the <span style="font-weight:bold;">lookout</span>, he did <span style="font-weight:bold;">NOT</span> enter the house …hence his culpability could be argued. The plea adjustment was reasonable. Williams went white, he knew there was no other way to go. Even the bailiff was pissed off.” All of them started guffawing like 14 year-old dorks. I took it that “Williams” was probably the DA. This guy’s client was probably some melanin-loaded animal who’s responsible for 11 unsolved murders beyond whatever this prick is defending him for. I can only hope that one day he gets inside this guy’s house and slits his throat as a “thank you”. <br /><br />I figure I’d better stop rubbernecking or my food will get cold so I try to concentrate on shoveling down my meal. That lasts for a minute. I have a front row seat to view America’s final disturbing days so I’d better pay attention. <br /><br />There’s three overweight - as usual - hispanic women at a table to my left. They’re talking about their diets and how much weight they’ve lost. Two of them are eating gigantic burritos covered with sour cream, guacamole and cheese. Big piles of refried beans next to the burritos. Diets? Must be an off day. The third girl is digging into a Tupperware container filled with tuna, “…just like the diet says.” But she’s ordered up a couple of greasy tacos to go with it. She “…had to have them.” Considering her girth, I know what gave her the order. They go on jabbering and I pick up that they work in the DA’s office. Doing what, I don’t know. They’re talking trash about this lawyer and that lawyer, their speech riddled with both standard street slang and “mexican” slang. They speak like ignorant inner-city 13 year olds. They’re in their late 20’s. These women work in the DA’s office? God. Handling potentially important documents maybe? We’re in worse trouble than I thought. <br /><br />To the right, at a table directly next to mine, three more fine, foxy, 200 + lb latina beauties are snorting down massive piles of food they picked up from the Carl’s Jr. Carl’s seems to do the best business at the food court. I listen in and pick up that they work for some law firm. Their speech is just as ignorant as that coming from the DA's staffers. Yes, private practice has been infected just like everything else. I have little doubt that there are competent people backing up this bunch at the law firm, and the same goes for the DA’s office. But they weren’t on hand today. Then again, maybe I’m wrong. Anyone out there who works for the DA’s office in any big city or any law firms, chime in with some insight(s) if you have a chance. <br /><br />I’m finishing up my lunch when all of a sudden a voice like Moms Mabley on Human Growth Hormone rings out from the left behind me. “Scuse me bruthah. Woot you be able to loan me a solid dollah so’s I kin git som’n eat?” I turn and see what appears to be a bushman who attacked a homeless guy and stole his clothes. This guy’s eyes are more bloodshot than the guy who hit me up for change just a few minutes earlier. I wave him off and turn back around. I hope that’s enough. I wait a few seconds and then take a look to see if he’s moved on. He’s still standing there, but he’s not looking at me. He’s turned to face the three fatsos from the private law firm. He’s pouting! Because the cruel White Man was so dismissive of his plea for help he’s looking to these three oppressed women to help him out. They are doing their best to ignore him. He keeps staring. Out of the corner of my eye I notice the latino security guy I’d seen earlier making a beeline toward this bum. The only reason he noticed is because the guy is hassling three potential “dates”. The biggest woman finally says something, “We don’t got nutting.” The other two shake their heads. <br /><br />“C’mon, lesgo!” It’s the security guard. <br /><br />“Ahm jes hongray!” The bushman stands there, staring at the guard. For a second I’m hopeful I’ll get to see these two go at it, but the bushman turns and heads off to the exterior seating area. The blacks realize on some level that unlike Whites who have been brainwashed to hesitate, to be scared of blacks, latinos will hit them over the head with a chair. Of course, latinos won’t be held up before the press and public as racist haters if they give some black bastard a well-deserved kick in the nuts.<br /> <br />The bushman makes his exit. Does the mall cop follow him and make sure he leaves the premises? Of course not. He has to talk to the three damsels he’s rescued. He puts one hand on his hip, hooking his thumb through a belt loop to enhance his latino manliness. “Alla time chasing these guys outa here.” He’s going to speak with them in English, or at least Spanglish. I’m hoping for some comedy now as he attempts to engage them in primitive mating dialogue. Then his radio goes off! “Hijole!” He’s pissed. He grabs it and keys the mic “Go ahead.” Whoever is on the other line answers in very garbled Spanish. “I’ll be back,” he tells the women and he’s out the door and heading up the stairs toward street level. Darn. They look at each other and giggle like highly impressed jr high girls. Paralegals, eh?<br /><br />I get up and walk away and there’s a scramble for my table. <br /><br />The walk back to the Criminal Court building is uneventful; no Panhandlers of the Kalahari approach me. I have to go back through the security and it’s the same routine. The black “officer” who was amusing himself by making Whitey jump through hoops earlier this morning is still there. One more time I try to act like this guy’s giving me a shoeshine as he runs the wand over me. I can see it’s pissing him off but there really isn’t anything he can do. The deputies, the real cops, are riding the security staff, making sure people get through quickly this time. They must have been expecting a big post lunch rush. <br /><br /><br /> * * *<br /><br />I’m going through my notes when the voice of the fruity fat latino in charge blares out over the PA, “We har going to cahl out thome names. When jor name is called, say ‘here’ and come to de front of de room.” He gives a few more instructions and then starts calling people. I assume I’m not going to be called when he seems to winding down and then there it is, my name in Spanglish, further mangled by the forced accent and homosexual lisp. All of a sudden there’s a halt in the action because the fruitcake misread some paperwork. He converses with the other representatives of the mexican government and then he’s ready to give us a few more notes on where we’re going and what we’re doing. Not one damn thing has gone smooth today. Everything is messed up or skewed because we have second-rate people pushing the buttons. Doesn’t seem like much trouble to some of you? Then you haven’t been living in the middle of multi-cult madness. Nothing works quite the way it should. Nothing. Keep in mind the different peoples now being put in charge of many things, the peoples becoming the majorities around the country, are all from groups so primitive they never even invented the wheel. They are lost handling things they themselves would never in a 100,000 years have been able to develop. That’s why our rulers want them. <br /><br />We get our instructions and about 25 of us trudge through the building like POW’s. We go to another floor, enter the designated courtroom and are told to have a seat in the gallery. I look at the other potential jurors. I’m easily the worst dressed. I hope it will get me kicked out quick. I realize a judge could just boot me and order me to come back in a few weeks dressed the way we were told to, but I doubt that will happen. <br /><br />The judge is already seated at the bench. He’s black. That figures. I get called in here, and the judge is black. Karma. The bailiff is black. Two for two. Yes, some of you out there will say I’m jumping the gun. You'll say that both of these representatives of the court system could be competent, could have worked their way to their present positions the old fashioned way, on merit. Yeah they could have, but I don’t think so. Not these days. I live in the real world and take my cues from the reality around me, not from “Law & Order, Special Victims Unit” or whatever other crap is on the One Eyed Bolshevik in the living room. At least it’s nice and cool in the courtroom. I like it a bit chilly. The courtroom is probably kept on the cool side as a tool to help keep people from falling asleep. <br /><br />Judge Bo Jangles smiles at us, his captives, and then starts give a speech. His tone is mellow, his words measured as if he were lecturing a group of 6th graders. In other words, he’s looking down on us. I realized then that I should call him “Judge Pompous Johnson” instead of “Bo Jangles”. He goes on about how he understands some of us don’t want to be there and how he’s taking it upon himself to make it as painless as possible, yakity yak. Then he starts to go into his background as if anyone here wants to listen to his personal history. Most of the jurors want to get out of here as quickly as possible. Can’t do that if we have to sit through the story of Judge Pompous Johnson’s March to Victory in The Land of the Man. Despite the cool air I find myself sinking, getting close to nodding off. <br /><br />Once he’s done with his personal version of The Odyssey he gets down to business. He tells us what the case is about and now I know I have no desire to sit on this jury. Because no matter what, the perp won’t get the punishment he deserves. What was the case about? Pedophile. The guy’s a Chester. He had been caught molesting the 6-year-old daughter of a family friend. Quite common amongst a particular group. C’mon guess the race of the perp. <br /><br />Times up. He’s latino. Their levels of pedophile activity and incest are astronomical, ask any cop. The media doesn’t mention it, but ask honest cops and they’ll tell you that it seems as if 80% of mexican men are born kiddy rapists. The judge finishes up and instructs the clerk of the court - I guess that’s what she was - to call names. She’s hispanic, amazingly enough. I guess Judge Pompous wanted some strange. When your name is called, you announce “here” (again) and go take a seat in the jury box. .“The People’s Court” on TV had “Rusty the Bailiff. “The Pipple’s Court” has “Rastus” the bailiff. He’s theatrical all the way, you can see he’s as pompous as the judge. Overblown stern expression, puffing out his chest and taking a quick glance at each juror who answers “here”. His expression makes it look like he’s irritated at the stupidity of the jurors as they get up and go to the box. Well, not all of them, as you’ll see. I thought I’d be way down the list because that’s where I was when they called us to this courtroom but my name rings out, I’m number 7. Go team. I get up, and decide to give something a test. I nod at Rastus as I head toward the jury box but he just gives me a quick, sullen look as “roll call” goes on. A black female is number 10, Rastus gives her a big, rib-eating grin when she gets up and goes to the jury box. A white woman is called and Rastus gives her a look that is close to that of purse snatcher sizing up a victim. The last person called is a frumpy latin woman. Rastus barely gives her a look as she rolls to the box. <br /><br />I glance at the prospective jurors sitting there with me. Four are White, one asian, two blacks, five latinos. Too many Whites I reckon. Then I tell myself, again, it’s done by the number of eligible potential jurors. Don’t get me wrong. The black and brown populations are well represented here at the courthouse. It’s just that most of them aren’t receiving jury instructions. The sternest instruction they receive in court is usually “…will the defendant please rise.” You can bet this is one of several areas where the Lords of PC are working overtime, trying to even things out in the justice system, along with their constant massaging of statistics. Huh? Statistics? Yeah, stats. You know, the numbers that are juggled to make it appear as if blacks and browns are punished more harshly than Whites, but when you look at the real, raw numbers and facts you see that they are treated far more leniently than Whites nationwide. It’s probably even worse than the raw numbers show because in LA, NY, Chi etc where the juries are “majority minority” they aren’t convicting their own. If you’re a White guy and you have some crazed killer in front of you in court, you want him to hang no matter what his race is. If you’re normal that is. If you’re a brainwashed, effeminate PC gelding of a White Man, you believe all the PC lies, and you don’t believe in Capital punishment etc so you are totally useless. Useless to Whites. Not to the system working against us. But we won’t go into that right now. If you are black or hispanic and one of your homeys is up there, hangdog before The Man, you have to set that homey free! Especially if the victims are White. Then your racial brother deserves a big festival thrown by the whole tribe. If they could, they’d probably toss a couple of Whites in a big pot as part of the feast.<br /><br />Who else is in court? Can’t forget about the DA, can I? He’s black. Unreal. Is Mugabe running the court system in this town? The prosecutor is a tall guy, in his late 20’s. I guess he’s in a good spot to be able to move on to a big firm a few years down the line. He probably isn’t worth more than PC Publicity. They can put him up front when a big trial is going on, etc. He can recite rhymes in court like Johnny Cochran. Rhymes that don’t mean much but they bedazzle the colored folk. Yeah, he’s on the fast track with his hue. Some might say I’m being too harsh. I don’t think so. I heard him speak. I’d run circles around him and I’m not a lawyer. The defense lawyer? Public Defender’s office via Central Casting. A jewish guy who no doubt is a true believer. As in believing America should be destroyed and non-white criminals should be let loose, allowed to roam free range across North America attacking Whites. Not that he “sees” it that way. He’s probably deceiving himself into thinking he’s doing the right thing, his hatred of what America stood for, the people who built it, buried under so many rationalized “excuses” and false tales of persecution that he’s running on auto-pilot. I catch him staring at me at one point. I guess I look like the White Devil personified. Blond, blue eyes, big. I now know how I’m going to get out of this. I just need to be able to keep a straight face. <br /><br />They go down the line asking us to state our full names, what we do for a living, etc. Four of the latinos are called before me. <span style="font-weight:bold;">ALL</span> of them have <span style="font-weight:bold;">city or county jobs</span>, which surprises even me. One woman works in a civilian capacity for a police dept. that’s in one of the latino infested smaller cities that surround L.A., in this case Huntington Park. She’s asked if working for a police dept. will automatically prejudice her against the defendant. “No.” Of course not, he’s a fellow latino. <br /><br />They talk to the next latino. He’s a mechanic for another of the trashy latino cities on the outskirts of L.A. He probably turns all the city vehicles into lowriders. He’s dressed neat enough, but the kicker is his short sleeve shirt which is cut just right to reveal myriad tattoos running up and down his arms. Si mon! The next two latinos work for the county (Los Angeles County, of course). They’re asked if working for L.A. will make them any less “open-minded”. What the Hell does that mean? This Public Defender is an amateur. Probably got the job through cronyism. He’ll be off to private practice soon enough. Laughing it up while gouging the taxpayers for millions. The judge chimes in with his own questions which basically mirror or “clarify” the questions the lawyers are asking. Clarence Darrow’s spinning in his grave at the show being put on by the clowns on both sides of the bench. All four latinos feed at the public trough. Christ. May as well toss them welfare checks. Darn. Almost forgot. A huge percentage of these folks work <span style="font-weight:bold;">AND</span> collect social services of varying kinds. NO ONE checks on non-whites these days. Yeah, there’s the token case once in a while, just to fake Whitey out and make the more gullible think someone is actually trying to stop the “abuse of the system”. Once again all I can do is think of the White People who were displaced by these second-raters. The hispanic woman who works for the police dept is excused. She shrugs and marches off.<br /><br />They get to one of the black jurors. He works for …well, take a guess! Yes, another civil servant who no doubt displaced some White Guy. He’s a driver, a bus driver for the <span style="font-weight:bold;">MTA</span>. The Metropolitan Transit Authority, although in L.A. it really stands for the “<span style="font-weight:bold;">Mexican Transport Authority</span>” because that’s what’s stuffed inside most of the buses. He seems to be in good spirits because the judge is black, the DA is black, the defendant <span style="font-weight:bold;">isn’t</span> black… Is he able to keep an open mind and consider all of the evidence? “Yeah, man. Evah thang must be considered. S’only fair.” I’d check this guy’s coffee cup if I were riding in a bus he was driving. The DA and the defense lawyer both go to the bench. They speak with the judge. I’m imagining them speaking about me, not even wanting to ask me questions. Just get Whitey out of here. The DA wants a “dark” jury because he’s dark, and the defender just wants me out because I’m White. That's what I'm picturing. The two latin women who work for the County are given the boot. <br /><br />Then they get to me. I tell them my full name, my background and what I do for a living, which draws quite a look from the defense lawyer. (I actually have a technical background although most people would never guess it from the way I operate this blog) The judge smiles at me and asks me if I understood the rules regarding appropriate courtroom attire. This draws some chuckles from the box and gallery. I smile back, “What instructions?” <br /><br />He starts to lose his grin. “The instructions you were given when you called in. You did call in, you heard the recording, correct?” <br /><br />Now I have to start slinging the b.s. “Oh. Yeah, but my pen ran out of ink while I was on the phone, and I was digging around like mad looking for another one. I must have missed it. I didn’t think there was any ‘rule’ for the first day, I didn’t think that what I wore made any difference.”<br /><br />“First day? What do you mean by ‘first day’?”<br /><br />“Selection. I didn’t think I’d be <span style="font-style:italic;">working</span> as a juror today. I figured that if I was assigned to a case then I’d have to dress neat. But not for the prelims.” <br /><br />People are chuckling. Prelims? Like a sporting event? I’m doing OK playing semi-dumb. The judge rubs his face. He looks as if he’s getting ready to lecture me. I’m right. He does. He goes on for ten grinding, boring minutes about why we should show respect for the court, for the system. I’m thinking piss on a system that lets gang bangers convicted of murder serve an average of 7 years in this state. 7 years! You serve more for robbing a bank. The people in charge don’t like it if you mess with their money. But kill someone, especially a white person and you serve an average of 7 years. That means you could serve LESS than 7 for offing someone. He whines on and on, I’m nodding my head, putting on a look that shows I’m considering the weight and logic behind each of his words. Actually I’m barely listening and just hoping he’ll kick me out with this lecture and an admonishment to not do it again. Which I won’t follow. He tells me that next time I should make sure I have a pen that writes before I get on the phone. <br /><br />The DA asks me if I’ve had any experience with a case like the one they’re going to try. “You mean like being accused of being a molester? No.” Some people chuckle, but I’m stoned faced so the lawyers and judge can’t tell or at least be sure I’m screwing around. I really am good, very good, at keeping a straight face. I should learn to play poker. Then I drop my bomb, and my fairy-tale is either going to get me out of here or get me in a bit of trouble. Either way, I won’t be serving on this jury. “I was attacked in Griffith Park by a guy like this when I was a kid. He tried to drag me into some bushes but people heard me yelling while I was fighting with him and they were able to break it up and hold him for the police. It was pretty scary” The judge jumps in right away, letting me know that I can’t say “a guy like this” because the defendant hasn’t been convicted, that’s what the trial is for. Of course, I said a guy like this as a “two-fer”, molester and mexican. I figured that’s how the defender would take it. The judge goes off on another lecture and I can feel how pissed off everyone is because I am definitely slowing things down. Hey, I’m just looking out for number one while I’m in the Belly of the Beast. The judge goes on a ten minute spiel about how the system decides a man is innocent or guilty after a fair hearing of all the evidence etc etc etc. This guy loves to hear himself speak. <br /><br />I’m waiting to be tossed but they go on to the next juror. She’s White and I have to admit, loony. She’s dressed like a 60’s hippie even though she’s in her late 20’s. She’s a hair stylist “…but also a palm reader, a psychic.” If she’s psychic, why didn’t she see this coming and figure out a way to get out of jury duty? They ask her the same questions and a few more about her background. While she sounds spaced out, she gives all the correct PC answers. Then the defender asks for her and I to be removed. Yes! I'm almost happy enough to do a negro end-zone dance a la the NFL. The judge thanks both of us for our time, gives the psychic a smile while giving me a nod and a rueful smirk. He probably wanted to screw with me but didn’t figure it was worth it. There will be plenty more chances to screw with “The Man” down the line. <br /><br />Anti-climactic? Not for me. I’ve served on a few trials. One of them was a case where some mexican perv raped a 9 year old girl. Déjà vu. That was about 10 years ago, the very first time I served jury duty. Maybe I’ll write about that one just to illustrate how freaking dumb some of the people on juries are, how brainwashed they are. But that’s down the line. For now, I think I’ll end this one here. Time to move on to some other subjects. Like the drive from downtown L.A., through the mexican infested center city area and on home…<br /><br />Thanks for all the comments on the previous entry. A couple of those left today in Part II were very negative, but they did give me some ideas for new posts. So <span style="font-weight:bold;">thanks for threatening me and hating my blog</span>. If you made it this far, thanks for reading.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940421575622772206.post-82687649640571981862007-09-11T23:04:00.000-07:002007-09-12T18:06:47.932-07:00THE PIPPLE'S COURT - Part II<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY_o13X1jpeSQiBwRZvuYrbnjn3pVSjkwdLBLQv1cgfEv18a4Nhq5X-44Nw_HuwZeixTohgfzGyE5stPJsFB5X6JXLFdsERo3fy2NJ4UvGZLUlVoXjIM3ee6EPtfT3G4MFzJg0rQA_rzE/s1600-h/court_gavel.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY_o13X1jpeSQiBwRZvuYrbnjn3pVSjkwdLBLQv1cgfEv18a4Nhq5X-44Nw_HuwZeixTohgfzGyE5stPJsFB5X6JXLFdsERo3fy2NJ4UvGZLUlVoXjIM3ee6EPtfT3G4MFzJg0rQA_rzE/s320/court_gavel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109195021303202514" /></a><br /><br />(continued from 9/2/07)<br /><br />The instructions are more of a lecture that explains to one and all why we have been called to perform our civic duty. The lecture also makes it clear that there will be no easy escape from jury duty. The instructions would have been a bit easier to handle if they hadn’t been delivered with the fake accent. They also would have been easier to handle without the poor attempts at humor. Humor combined with fake accents. Oh Hell, I need to say the truth. It would have been better if the instructions hadn't been given by a cadre of mexicans. Mexicans that resembled a small herd of Water Buffalo. The shorter fat guy informed those that hadn’t been to court before that it “…eezent like TV! It won’ be like the Pipple’s Court.” This garnered a fair number of laughs from the Whites in the captive audience. How many of the laughs were genuine? Not very many. White people are so concerned with looking good or cool to minority folks, so busy trying to get along, they’ll make asses of themselves to show they are down with black and brown. The guy giving us instructions was just plain aggravating. He wasn't funny either. Not intentionally so. Besides his affected mexican accent, he had a distinctly feminine lilt to his voice and tilt in his gait. Being a flaming fag no doubt makes him indispensable as a county employee. Hispanic homo. A two-fer!<br /><br />While the instructions continue I’m once again struck by how second-rate so many things are in California, now that we are forced to endure black and hispanic “authority”. How Whites have to go on and pretend that things are still efficient. That these people care as much about their work as we do. That they can all do as good a job as Whites. Sure. Take a look around. Reality is kicking all of us in the crotch every day. All day. <br /><br />I kept taking notes and doodling while the Affirmative Action Hiree droned on. “We must also eenform you dat you can be ordered to go to ay-nuh-der court houthe.” Groans all around. In LA, you can be told to serve jury duty anywhere in the County. Officials claim they try to keep people close to home, but that day I spoke with one White Guy who lived in Lancaster yet was here downtown with the rest of us. <br /><br />(Lancaster is a Hellish drive to or from downtown LA during the rush hours. It’s a high desert suburb, a place where a large number of Whites made a dash for it years ago to get away from the rising tide of black and brown sludge in LA proper. The govt has now filled parts of Palmdale/Lancaster with blacks and hispanics to make sure that White youngsters growing up in the area aren’t short-changed by missing out on diversity. Now besides shooting at each other, the packs of blacks and browns are busy attacking lone White kids on the streets. Anyone reading this from the Palmdale/Lancaster area, please feel free to send us your stories!)<br /><br />Going from Lancaster to downtown LA isn’t quite as bad as being a White person from <span style="font-weight:bold;">any</span> part of the county and being sent to… <span style="font-weight:bold;">Compton</span>. This happens a lot. Compton is thought of as a black city, made famous by countless “songs” from rappers over the last 20 years. Compton these days is mostly latino, the US government having flooded the city with their new slave class, while moving the blacks into outlying areas - like Lancaster - to begin a new round of destruction on White neighborhoods. Compton was all White in the mid 60’s, all black by the early 70’s and majority latino by ‘02 or so. The pool of “eligible” jurors in the city and surrounding areas is small, heh, so a lot of people from “far away” get summoned to do the drive to Compton for jury duty. Last year several White people were beat up on the way back to their cars after jury duty. They didn’t want to put up with the hassle of parking in the Civic Center lots. So they parked on the residential streets next to Courts, etc. That's when they discovered there's still a sizable black population in Compton. “I didn’t think anything would happen during the day!” That's what one of the beating victims said. I have to say I doubt if any black or latino jurors would be so naive. If you get a summons and it says report to Compton, do anything you can to avoid it.<br /><br />The instructions finally wind down. After 20 minutes of passionless speech overlayed with affected accents from our Masters I was ready for murder or at least a break. We were told to turn in our paperwork, pick up our badge holders and then take a seat. I looked around to see what people were doing. One middle aged White woman two seats away from me had a portable DVD player in her lap. Headphones happily jutting from her ears while she watched some Soap Opera. Ok, at least she’s smart enough to have brought something to occupy herself. I looked at more people. Specifically the White people. About 1/2 of the white people had brought something to read or something else to occupy their minds. The Asians were similar in percentage of those who had brought something to read or watch to pass the time. Only a couple of the hispanics had brought anything. A few were obviously hitting on each other, their instinct for a quick bump and run always going. The ones who weren’t looking for action, at least openly, sat. Staring. A few were watching the TV’s but most sat and looked around. Almost like they were casing the place. Three black males sat in different areas of the large room, watching everyone. Probably hoping to see someone leave a wallet or purse behind when they got up to go to the restroom or whatever. The other six blacks were huddled in a small side room watching a TV while mumbling amongst themselves. <br /><br />I’m busy writing away when the intercom crackled and squeaked. One of the latinos in charge informed us that we could take a break just like regular city workers. A one hour break. At nine o’clock in the morning! I guess we <span style="font-weight:bold;">were</span> being treated like real city employees. This would give me a chance to wander around the building and look at the “line-up” for each of the different courtrooms, if you know what I mean. Just to make sure things were as diverse as they should be in the shining Capital of Multiculturalism. <br /><br />I manage to avoid the stampede and stroll into the main hallway. Most of the jurors are headed straight toward a small snack shop. The snack shop is located right next to the restrooms. What does that tell you? I take a look inside the little store, all of the prospective black jurors are there. Already. The three fattest latino jurors are in there also. They appear to be protectively clutching the cinnamon rolls and breakfast burritos the same way the cavemen protected a dinosaur sparerib in the old movie “<span style="font-weight:bold;">1 Million B.C</span>.” How these two-legged sacks of lard were able to get there so quickly is beyond me. Maybe there’s some type of secret communications network. Similar to the ones non-whites apparently operate on the streets, letting each other know where all the freebies are coming from without alerting Whitey. <br /><br />I meander down the hall and go to a door that has a sign above it that reads “Division 30”. I take a look at a look at a six or seven page list attached to the door. It’s a list of people who have “activity” pending that day. 80% of the names are ‘spanic. Bermudez. Gutierrez. Melendez. Martinez. Perdomo. Reynoso. Vasquez. Cebada. Cedillo. Medina. Nunez. Castillo. I started to believe that if I had torn a page from the White Pages from certain Southern California neighborhoods and dropped them into the Division 30 paperwork it wouldn’t have made a difference. All the same people would have been listed anyway. Not all of the names were latino. Some were identifiably American. As in “African-American”. Lavertes Washington. Rayfield Dinkins. Thamarcus Cliffs. Traventus Williams. Theotis Lamaar Peete. LeRoi Meekans. Dupree Rimms. It read like the typical felon packed NFL line-up you can see every Sunday on TV. There were a few names in there that could have been White Guys, but I’d bet most of them were black also. All of these oppressed people were no doubt railroaded into having to go to face "the man’s" racist “justice system”. I wandered to a couple of other floors in the building and was treated to the same thing.<br /><br />Outside one courtroom a couple of seedy looking Armenian guys were collaring every black and latino who walked in or out. They were peddling a bail bonds company. I hope the pair were busy looting as many of these parasites as possible before hightailing back to Armenia.<br /><br />The hallways were loaded with "fambly" members of the poor crooks who just couldn’t get a break. Depending on what part of the courtroom hallways you were in, it either felt like a war torn alley in Mogadishu or a smelly, fly filled alley in San Salvador. Incredible. The courts would be out of business without these people here. No wonder they’re so busy fighting for their rights instead of ours. Keep the work coming!<br /><br />Before I knew it, breaktime was over! Time to go back to the holding pen to see if I'd be among those “lucky” enough to be called for a jury. Half of the crowd looked ready to pass out. I’m not tired or bored. I’m too busy laughing to myself over the courtroom line-ups that read like a Guadalajara phone book to be tired. Then the intercom crackled. “We weel be call-hing hout namez! Eef ju hear jour name, say ‘here’ and come to de front of de room.” Considering this guy’s accent, I almost want him to call out my name, just so I can hear it mangled in Spanglish. My name is not called. <br /><br />I decide to take a break from writing notes, trying to come up with ideas for the blog. I go into the hallway and take a seat on one of the long benches that line both sides of the hallway. I had brought a novel with me. I cracked it open and at that very second a Chinese guy with an almost impenetrable accent sits down next to me and strikes up a conversation. Normally I’d have been irritated but today I’m hoping this guy can be a source of material if not the outright subject of a blog entry. Of all the people…<br /><br />He’s in his late 30’s / early 40’s and dressed like the stereotypical “white trash” guy the media shoves in our faces all day long on the tube! He’s wearing a “Trak Auto” baseball cap, an old-style Rat Fink t-shirt and Dickie’s work jeans with boots. I immediately surmised this guy was not one of the millions of “<span style="font-style:italic;">study 6 hrs a day <span style="font-weight:bold;">after school</span></span>” Asians the government is flooding the former US with.“You bring-a book to keep from geh-ing bowad?” It took a fraction of a second for me to realize his final word was “bored”. Normally I would have told him I’d brought the book to keep people from sitting down next to me and starting conversations, but like I said, I was looking for material. He went on. “Jury duty no good. I like this country but jury system messed up, you know?” <br /><br />I know lots of things but I just nod at him. <br /><br />“I no make-a money while here. No pay. How ‘bout you?”<br /><br />I nod “no” and can see this guy is wound up, looking to talk to anyone. At the same time, he’s looking at my face, then the book I’m reading, then the notebook. He’s curious but can’t bring himself to ask about the book or notebook. Is round-eye studying? Something must be wrong!<br /><br />“But I still like it here in America. I go to Trade Tech when I get here. You know Trade Tech?” he asks me.<br /><br />Trade Tech. Everyone in town “knows Trade Tech”. It’s a large trade school in downtown LA that’s across the street from the bldg that houses Traffic Court. It’s just a couple of miles from where he and I were sitting at that moment. Even in today’s dark times, the school still manages to keep going, teaching a variety of trades to students looking to go that route in life. The only problem I can see with Trade Tech is that it went the way of every other damn school in the US, favoring non-Whites over Whites when it comes to admissions. Courtesy of government enticements and official orders straight out of DC. On the other hand, it’s also true that American culture has been purposely twisted so that a huge percentage of Americans look down on people who work in certain trades. These nouveau snobs look at most trades as being dirty or only worthy of being “performed” by some type of lower caste human. These people picked up their snobby attitude from the friendly white-hating folks behind the media who detest manual labor and in fact hate almost all real work that doesn’t involve manipulating people out of their money through some type of deception. So they make light of honest labor even though everything in the country would fall apart without tradesmen doing their thing. The fact is some of these trades pay better than a lot of boring jobs that involve sitting at a desk and shuffling paper. At least they used to pay well until the floodgates were opened and guys like Kwai Chang Caine sitting next to me started taking all of the jobs. <br /><br />“I learn auto mechani<span style="font-style:italic;">chhhs</span> at Trade Tech. I fix da car. Fix it good.” <br /><br />I want to ask him if he can “…drive the car,” but I refrain. <br /><br />He asks me what I do. Apparently my profession doesn’t match the way I look. But I <span style="font-weight:bold;">am</span> "dressed to impress" as pointed out in Part 1. The tank top is really throwing people off. I’m intentionally dressed like a bum in the hopes that I will get kicked off a jury if called. This never should have been in the US auto-mechanic is a bit dressed down also. I doubt he dressed down on purpose. “Always work to do when you fix da cars. I <span style="font-style:italic;">gled</span> to be here an’ working. That’s why I here, to work. Of course da people come here for da freedom but dere is lots of work!”<br /><br /> Lots of work depending on who and what you are. As long as you’re not White, the skids are greased and into the US you go to hasten the theft of land, jobs and money from the people who built America; Whites. Oh, is that a shocking statement? You were taught in school that black slaves, chinese coolies and “latino” fieldworkers built the US? If so, you need to be properly educated in terms of historical facts, not in lies created to destroy White self esteem while increasing the self esteem and feelings of self importance and superiority of non-Whites. <br /><br />“You like’a jury duty?” I smirk and shake my head “no”. He’s not the most perceptive person I’ve met. <br /><br />He keeps going, “I want to get out of here and go back to work.”<br /><br />Don’t we all? <br /><br />I'm thinking about the insanity of it all. A White scientist from Europe has little chance of getting into the US as an immigrant, because<span style="font-weight:bold;"> BY LAW</span> <span style="font-style:italic;">90% of immigrants to the US <span style="font-weight:bold;">must</span> be non-White</span>. I'm talking <span style="font-weight:bold;">legal immigrants</span>. That's been the law of the land in the US since <span style="font-weight:bold;">1965</span>. I'm sitting here with relatives who can't move to the US, some of them highly skilled scientists and technical people while next to me sits a guy from China who came here with no skills, who learned to be a mechanic at Trade Tech. Probably on our dime. Displacing a White American in the process. Every non-White who comes in is displacing a White. Displacing a relative of yours. Displacing YOU.<br /><br />Just then another Chinese guy walks up. He’s overweight and looks like he can’t wait to sit down, which he does, right next to Kwai Chang. “Waste of a day,” the new arrival states. Kwai Chang nods, then says something in Chinese. The other guy sits up straight, thrilled to meet another Chinese speaker. Both of them start jabbering a mile a minute in Chinese. It sounded like a cockfight they were going at it so fast and loud. I got up, they looked at me like they had done something wrong! They sure had, but I don’t think their idea matched what I was thinking, ha! I pointed toward the restroom and made my exit.<br /><br />I should have known better. Since I had been sitting on one of the benches in the hallway, I got up and went straight to the nearest restroom. It was one of the restrooms used by the “general public”. In other words, the restroom used by all the “pipples” who show up to see their homeys and cuz’s take a stand against the man in court. It wasn’t the worst restroom I’d seen in terms of degradation, but if the custodians didn’t get there soon it would shortly start tipping toward conditions seen in the Superdome post Katrina. No paper towels in the dispensers. I exited and went down the hallway back into the holding area for jurors and went to that restroom. Despite the high minority count, it was fairly clean and was stocked with paper towels. <br /><br />A couple of minutes later, I was back in the holding room adding notes to my journal. The intercom crackled again. We were informed that “…ju can go to <span style="font-style:italic;">lunsh</span>. Be back by one-turty.” It was 11:45 am. We really were being treated like city workers. I marched with the other jurors into the hallway and then went for the stairs. Two other people had the same idea as me. Everyone else went to the too-small elevators to wait and then fight their way on board for a short but very cramped ride. <br />Lunch? It was time to go to the L.A. Mall! Another educational experience. This little field trip really drove home the fact that the majority of city workers in LA are not White. Lots of hispanics. Fat hispanics. They must be the ethnic group with the highest percentage of lard lads and lasses in the US.<br /><br />The L.A. Mall was a sight to see. It’s below street level and has a food court filled with fast food joints, a sandwich shop and a place serving Asian food. The food establishments were stacked with hispanic workers behind the counters. This set off the alarm bells in my head. I’ve explained before the aversion most hispanic workers have towards washing their hands. I’m wondering whether or not to seek out something that’s totally deep fried as it might be my best bet. Then I spy the Asian “restaurant”. At least the employees are all out in the open where I can see how they handle things. They’re also all Asians so maybe, just maybe, they’ll at least make an effort to wash their hands just because Whitey is watching. <br /><br />I get my food and fight through the massive crowd for an indoor seat. Most of the seating at the mall is open air. No good. There’s homeless idiots wandering around the open-air dining area hassling everyone. I’m congratulating myself on avoiding them when all of a sudden to my right I hear someone talking to me. “Scuse me mistah! Would you be willing to help a young man who requires some cash in order to gets some lunch?” The ‘bro asking me for change is a sight. He’s at least 45 but presenting himself to me as a “young man.” He’s completely bald on top of his head, but has weird black curly cue hair snaking around each side of his head and sticking out in a fashion that makes him look like a black version of “Bozo the Clown”. He grins at me. I hate panhandlers. Never, ever give them change or respect. <br /><br />“Go bug someone else.” <br /><br />That stops him in his tracks. He blinks. He looks pissed but then nods his head and starts walking away. Then he slows down, turning back to look at me. Great. I’m going to have to fight Chicken George before I can finish my broccoli beef. I act like I’m furious, slowly getting up. Maybe I can bluff him. Like I’ve said before, I’m lucky I’m a fairly big guy. He turns away, nods to himself again and keeps walking. I start to sit back down, he looks back again, starts mouthing “motherfucker” and he turns away, disappearing into the mass of noon time lunch goers starting to flood the mall. Ok. I figure that bit of trouble is over for the day. I start to eat. And I start to carefully observe all the people entering the food court for their noon lunch break. <br /><br />There’s a lot of middle aged White guys strolling in. They’re wearing suits. What are they doing here? They work in LA? I listen to them. They’re lawyers. Then a bunch of jewish looking guys in suits come in. They’re talking their asses off, loudly. They’re lawyers. All of a sudden I’m aware of someone standing to my left. Staring at me. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Long, isn’t it? That’s why there’s going to be a Part III, where I can get into the adventures of jury selection in Multicultural LA. If you made it this far, thanks for reading. If you’re in LA or any other area infected by multiculturalism, be careful out there. White people are targets, and our own governments have declared Open Season on us. Don’t forget it! </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com38tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940421575622772206.post-82097801240869375152007-09-10T23:55:00.000-07:002007-09-11T18:42:59.089-07:00DWI<span style="font-weight:bold;">DWI. A major problem in Southern California.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">DWI = Driving With Illegals. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyl9FUdNFrYE_0yJY-wsWP87Su5JOhe682bmnjE3Pgb86LgCi9ohiQIsQmAsbRS-3Qx7SL1ZjtL31taZgdDA_deqnWcraSNrmJotJq10K_fzdb5eMIeBXIVtlTcbN8yAIqE6BYVtyXnFI/s1600-h/corona_beer_sunset.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyl9FUdNFrYE_0yJY-wsWP87Su5JOhe682bmnjE3Pgb86LgCi9ohiQIsQmAsbRS-3Qx7SL1ZjtL31taZgdDA_deqnWcraSNrmJotJq10K_fzdb5eMIeBXIVtlTcbN8yAIqE6BYVtyXnFI/s320/corona_beer_sunset.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108838935635819922" /></a><br /><br />Maybe you thought <span style="font-weight:bold;">DWI</span> meant “<span style="font-weight:bold;">Driving While Intoxicated</span>”. Not in LA it doesn’t. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">DISCLAIMER - This entry is not meant to insult all latinos. I’m merely commenting on behavior exhibited by the overwhelming majority of latinos and not on the small minority - that might exist - who do not engage in the idiotic and criminally destructive behaviors mentioned below. </span><br /><br />Now that I’ve fully recovered from whatever the Hell flu-bug it was that wiped me out for me almost two weeks, I think a short, for me, entry that covers some of the road hazards here in LA is in order. I had a nightmare drive from downtown LA to the Westside of LA Saturday afternoon, so I figured it would be a good idea to give some pointers to people who might be thinking about visiting this “Tourist Mecca”. <br /><br />(Where is the “Pipple’s Court Part II”? I’ll finish that up this week. Relax. I’ve been sick. No joke.)<br /><br />Yeah, DWI. Sure, there are White drivers who exhibit some of the same idiotic behaviors as latinos or blacks while behind the wheel of a car, but they are a minority of the White drivers out there. On the other hand, so many latinos display disruptive, dangerous behavior on the roads that the only conclusion that can be drawn is that a lot of the problems spring not only from ingrained cultural flaws, they must also have a genetic source at their root. Hey, if you think I’m going to outright lie like Stephen J. Gould you’d better go find another blog. <br /><br />If you’re going to be driving in LA, be prepared to drive slow. Very slow. I mean walking speed. Why do illegals and in fact all latinos tend to drive at a pace that one could match by pushing a car down the street? What? You want reasons? They just DO. Seriously, there are a few reasons I’ve been able to identify for this particular behavior. None of them involve the usual excuse given by the apologists. What is the usual excuse? “They drive slow because they are scared of getting speeding tickets because they’re illegal and don’t want to lose their cars.” Sure. This has little basis in fact. <br /><br />They drive slow because they are totally self absorbed. Whatever limited thinking goes on inside their pebble-heads is totally directed toward themselves. That means their attention isn’t necessarily focused on operating a motor vehicle. They are only dimly aware of the fact that whatever they do affects other vehicles around them. Their general lack of understanding when it comes to “cause and effect” will come into play later when other behaviors are mentioned.<br /><br />Like I said, be prepared to drive slow. To be trapped in traffic for seemingly no reason. Even if traffic is light and there’s no accident on the side of the road to encourage rubber-necking, the mexicans will be creaking along a good 15 - 25 mph slower than the posted speed limit on any given street. They’re even worse on the freeways.<br /><br />I believe another reason they drive so slow is that they are looking for things. Looking for things just like other primitive animals on foraging expeditions through the jungle. The slow moving hispanic drivers are looking for things. Looking for things to acquire. Which usually means steal. If something catches their attention you’ll see them suddenly come to a halt in the middle of the road. All the better to check it out. If the horns start blaring they’ll flip out. What’s the problem? They’re stopping to look at something or to talk to someone. So what? It’s what they want to do. It never enters their infantile brains that stopping in the middle of the road screws things up for other people. They’re doing what they need to do. The problem is you! That’s the way their minds work. Again, they tend to not be all that aware of the world around beyond looking for something to attack, take, eat or screw. This is also the reason they fly off the handle so easily. When they’re forced to consider the fact that their actions might be affecting others in some negative fashion they go into sensory overload. They don’t get it. They can’t process the information, understand the logic. Incapable of understanding cause and effect, at least when it comes to this, they go haywire. <br /><br />The slow driving is intentional on more than a few occasions, especially when “lowriders” are involved. These self absorbed cretins drive slow to drive slow. They want to screw up traffic. It’s also tough to drive over 20 mph when you’re car is dropped so close to the ground that a 50 lb payload is an adventure. Despite media claims to the contrary, most lowriders are gangbangers. Lowriding is one aspect of gang culture the blacks picked up from the mexicans. The mexicans have picked up a lot of their so-called gangster style from blacks. The mexicans spend a lot of their time listening to black rappers while rolling around town in their lowriders and screwing up traffic. At the same time, they hate blacks and have been running them out of “traditionally” black neighborhoods due to sheer numerical superiority, not by being “tougher” as some claim. It’s numbers plus the fact that they’ll actually fight with blacks - unlike whites of the last 35 years or so who have been trained to back off when blacks and other nonwhites start pulling their tricks. Whites are also held accountable for their actions never mind being made the bad guy no matter how a confrontation with a brown or black started. A White can see an old lady being beaten by a black or brown, pick up a baseball bat and bash the melanin-enriched attacker over the head and the next thing he knows he’s the bad guy on the 5 o’clock news with some mexican or black sow crying about how their monster was such a “good boy”. Anyway, the mexicans have the upper hand against the blacks in S. California. Blacks don’t like it when people fight back. The mexicans started fighting back when their numbers equaled that of the blacks and went on the attack once they outnumbered the blacks. I know, I’ve had a front row seat for their battles since elementary school. <br /><br />The lowriders are similar to the illegals in lots of ways. The screw up traffic and are amazed and insulted when people blare their horns and get pissed off. The mexicans get pissed off because people are mad at them. They figure “We’re mexicans, we do what we want. People should just go on their way and make room for us to do our thing. Because we’re mexicans.” That’s their logic. They are as self-absorbed and self-centered as blacks. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6KpnPp1vK1yJpQNQjRxhH7AG3IdgvWCmfP9c6Rpm7lXblN-JTxgl-eMSUocItnIn9tX0k_zE6mwJ3bSizxIBzed0n5_YHyITHrz4JL4GPAHXZ28aqpWCviNAZyy_A1go1h0dMdcywtOA/s1600-h/Lowrider.crap.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6KpnPp1vK1yJpQNQjRxhH7AG3IdgvWCmfP9c6Rpm7lXblN-JTxgl-eMSUocItnIn9tX0k_zE6mwJ3bSizxIBzed0n5_YHyITHrz4JL4GPAHXZ28aqpWCviNAZyy_A1go1h0dMdcywtOA/s320/Lowrider.crap.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108840799651626402" /></a> <span style="font-weight:bold;">Slow. Very slow.</span> <br /><br />Ok, we’ve covered driving slow. Next you’ll want to hone your reflexes for DWI. What does that mean? It means being able to hit the brakes or swerve into an open lane or row of bushes in a millisecond when you’re cut off. You’ll be driving down the road at 35 mph and the dipshit mexican will pull right into your lane when you’re about 15 ft from his car. He’ll be driving 6 mph. Those of us who have been around town for years can attest to the fact that on many occasions you’ll see the mini-minded mexican looking right at you through his mirror, he’ll wait, wait, wait and then he will just pull in front of you when it’s too late to avoid him. Why? Because he’s a mexican. Because he can do what he wants. Because you’re supposed to watch out for him. Because he can do what he wants. Because you’re supposed to get out of his way, laws of physics be damned. Yeah, they break every other law and they expect that they can break the laws of physics just because they want to. More twisted logic but then if this country were operating logically the folks in DC would be hanging from lamp posts and mexico would be in chaos trying to deal with the 50 million latinos we’ve forced to make a run for the border. <br /><br />So work on your reflexes. You will be cut off. On the streets. On the freeways. If you hit them, the latinos, it’s your fault. After all, you hit them from behind, right? That’s their logic. If you’re in an accident with one of these creatures fast reflexes may come in handy for the activity immediately following the fender bender or worse, if you get my drift. The illegal will get a dead look in their eyes. If they speak any English at all they will have conveniently forgotten it by the time you’ve gotten out of your car to ask the dumb-ass what they were thinking. They will then either grip their neck in pain while looking for a clear route for an escape run or they will be on the phone immediately with their friends who will get them an accident attorney in seconds. After all, you hit them from behind. It’s your fault. <br /><br />Sometimes the illegal might not want to stick around. This is when you’ll see him carry on like a mexican born in the US. That can mean he’ll bolt. Or he might stick around for a second so he can stab or shoot you since you weren’t smart enough to stop when he cut you off. “Why’d ju hit me, ay? Ju saw me, why dint ju stop, puto?” Then out comes the weapon if he’s on his own. If he’s got you outnumbered because he had some mojados (moe-ha-those = wetback in English) in the car with him, they’ll give you a beat down first, then stab or shoot you. Then they’ll run. This is the same behavior you can expect from most latinos born here in the US after an accident. Most of the latinos of the “gangbanger” variety that is. The small percentage who work “normal” jobs handed to them because of Affirmative Action will merely see the accident for what it is; a chance for them to sue you and to go on disability for some time off that will allow them to drink even more, eat even more and maybe even bang the old lady so they can have another kid. A kid whose presence allows them to enlarge the monthly tide of subsidies from Uncle Sam that they enjoy even though they “work”. My advice is to carry “Uninsured Motorist Protection”, meaning an aluminum baseball bat and a semi-automatic .45 caliber pistol. If you’ve had a an accident with one of these savages and it’s a fairly quiet or deserted area or evening, collect your deductible from the third world offender and then scram. <br /><br />Remember, work on drills to speed up your reflexes. You’ll also want to practice looking three ways at STOP signs and intersections. Don’t bother with the old “look both ways” your mom taught you when you were 5 years old or the “look right and left” bs from Driver’s Training in High School. That’s obsolete thinking, old news. You still have to look right and left, but you also have to constantly check your rear view mirror, especially at red lights and stop signs. Why? So that you have a chance to react to the drunken, semi-conscious illegal bearing down on you like a kamikazee attacking a US destroyer in WWII. What do you mean you don’t get it? Darn, I keep forgetting, the anti-White media downplays all of the deaths illegal (and a not a few legal) mexicans cause while showing their machismo by attempting to become <span style="font-weight:bold;">"The World’s Fastest Indian"</span>. While drunk. <br /><br />It seems that almost every day here in Southern California we get to read about some latino who gets himself good and shitfaced and then hops behind the wheel of a Western invention he shouldn’t even be allowed to ride in, let alone drive. Jose is soused to the gills so of course he tears off and drives. Fast. The only time you’ll see latinos driving fast is when they are drunk, fleeing a crime scene and/or being chased by the police. All the time we read about Jose Cruz, Manuel Cebada or Emiliano Zapata or whomever plowing into the rear of a car sitting at a stoplight. The people waiting at the lights are almost always killed. Once in a while one of them lives, if you call being a paraplegic living. Where’s Jose? Being drunk and relaxed, he usually survives. Enough neurons are usually still firing in order to get Jose to propel himself to the mexican border. If he can make it across, he’s generally home free because mexican officials (do those two words belong together?) will not deport a criminal back to the US if he was born in mexico. They’ll rarely deport a mexican criminal born in the US back to the Home of the Brave for punishment if the worthless bean-dogger is facing the death penalty. Mexico doesn’t believe in the death penalty. It does believe in lying, cheating, stealing, murder and letting their least intelligent and most worthless citizens go to the US to be taken care of. But they don’t believe in the death penalty. This will be given a more in-depth examination in a “Crime and Punishment” entry. <br /><br />Finally, I should mention that you constantly need to be aware of the mexican drivers who are going in the opposite direction on the other side of the road. Whoops. I mean going in the opposite direction on the wrong side of the road. Your side. Coming right at you. This is another everyday occurrence when you’re DWI - driving with illegals. Everyday here in LA some drunken mojado hops into his US Taxpayer subsidized vehicle - after he’s had a couple of six packs of course - and then he careens down the wrong side of the road until he finally stops. What stops him is usually another vehicle. A vehicle driven by some ordinary person minding their own business. Like the director of the Holiday Classic, “<span style="font-weight:bold;">A Christmas Story</span>”. <span style="font-weight:bold;">Bob Clark</span>. He also directed "<span style="font-weight:bold;">Porky's</span>". Last April, he was minding his own business, driving down Pacific Coast Highway when <span style="font-weight:bold;">Hector Velasquez Nava</span>, 24, an illegal alien drunk off his indian ass, plowed into Mr.Clark, killing not only Mr. Clark but also his 22 year old son, Ariel Hanrath Clark. Nava was driving a brand new SUV, no doubt paid for by you and I. Not so happy holidays for Mr. Clark’s family or the families of thousands and thousands of other Americans who have experienced their loved ones being killed by the population our government has chosen to replace us. I sometimes think that the folks running the government enjoy seeing us murdered by these subhuman creatures. Keep that in mind when you’re watching “A Christmas Story” this year. The director of that nice family oriented film was murdered. He was murdered by a mexican agent, imported into the US to displace Whites by any means necessary. That means knives, guns or automobiles. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrN0OmpsoDzyzvToqtLxV7NkK0kmfIgIEVJpyh2JROK-SYyzGf6pew6N7ThCTksipZqJDBVMrK43TR355h2dD_vSU-3SFNHp8xevy5k3OIuteIeh5aMxyYuNw47JdU87g0_H7bYnV4Zfo/s1600-h/Bob.Clark.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrN0OmpsoDzyzvToqtLxV7NkK0kmfIgIEVJpyh2JROK-SYyzGf6pew6N7ThCTksipZqJDBVMrK43TR355h2dD_vSU-3SFNHp8xevy5k3OIuteIeh5aMxyYuNw47JdU87g0_H7bYnV4Zfo/s320/Bob.Clark.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108841942112927154" /></a> <span style="font-weight:bold;">Bob Clark, director of "A Christmas Story".</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940421575622772206.post-5078891351828500182007-09-05T23:02:00.000-07:002007-09-05T23:55:47.035-07:00You've Got (Hate) Mail!Ok, maybe I don’t have mail, but I did get a negative comment. Finally. I’m not sure if it’s even real but its general tone is the same as other anti-White comments I see popping up at “Reality Sites” like mine throughout the web.<br /><br />No - I didn’t forget about Part II of <span style="font-weight:bold;">“The Pipple’s Court”</span>. Like I mentioned the other day, I’ve been sick as a dog, and I’ve been living on Thera-Flu and Day-Quil for several days. I’m only starting to get my bearings back. Still rather sick and I need to be at full strength to be able to face down horrors like those presented by Jury Duty in Third World Los Angeles. But the little mud-man’s comment got me going just enough to post some random thoughts. So bear with me. <br /><br />The only reason I intended to take a I took at the site tonight was to see if any new comments had been posted. There it was, hidden among the usual types of comments. Waiting. It's the final comment under my last entry (The Pipple's Court Part I from 9/2/07). It's short but filled with the typical claims of oppression, cultural theft and the obligatory, macho threat to kick my ass. Here I was thinking I was going to settle into one more quiet, (over the counter) drug induced haze for the evening in order to finally kick this cold. After reading this macho man’s dynamic prose, I felt that I had to comment. <br /><br />Here's the guy's post: <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">anonymous said...</span><br />fuck you and your white bulshit<br /><br />if it weren't for mexicans and other oppressed people you fucking honkeys wouldn't have anything<br /><br />you can't do anyhting without us and you steal things from us and say you invented it<br /><br />show your real face and i'll make sure i kick your ass when i see you in LA you fucking puto<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">September 5, 2007 7:20 PM</span><br /><br />Nice spelling and punctuation. <br /><br />I am constantly amazed at how the mexicans and other “hispanics”, street level and politician alike, think they are actually in charge of the invasion of the former US of A by their fellow tribesmen. It’s plain for all to see a conscious decision was made to use latinos instead of blacks as the slave class to displace whites. Even more amazing are some of the ideas that browns and blacks have, ideas about the power and greatness in store once they don’t have White people to kick around anymore. Yeah, it’s gonna be a real party. Until things start to break. Then who are they going to call? Each other? <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNwVkUNnXpjyaZB3FGzYGL-Y4EC7CdMmT_LCohpwaYBKc_DKohW68ERU8DZryknKt2nAvtnPSuwQ_Y51huIAZ4TQLTrbNoMqDhOkYKsNWLzbfGgEEM6W-fV3GNFrgSHg8KMHZQ2weIUHE/s1600-h/no.whites.to.fix.it.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNwVkUNnXpjyaZB3FGzYGL-Y4EC7CdMmT_LCohpwaYBKc_DKohW68ERU8DZryknKt2nAvtnPSuwQ_Y51huIAZ4TQLTrbNoMqDhOkYKsNWLzbfGgEEM6W-fV3GNFrgSHg8KMHZQ2weIUHE/s320/no.whites.to.fix.it.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106974142440275298" /></a> <br /><br />Actually, a lot of things are breaking right now. I’ve already mentioned how so many things are just made harder by the presence of third worlders and their cognitive challenges. Now imagine that’s all you have working at a business, with no Whites around to keep the plates spinning before they fall to the floor. The situation will be utter chaos. In other words, it <span style="font-weight:bold;">WILL</span> be mexico or Africa or Sri Lanka or you-fill-in-the-blank. If any of you have fantasies about living life in a world that’s approximate to that shown in “The Road Warrior” it won’t be happening. It will be worse if the influx of third worlders isn’t stopped or if Whites don’t toss it all in the dustbin and start something <span style="font-weight:bold;">NEW</span>. Something new that wears an iron glove while it operates the control levers. <br /><br />Let’s attend to one of the usual counter arguments right here. Sure, we’ve all met the “smart” mexican or black guy. They are a distinct minority, a fact which a lot of White people find impossible to keep in mind. Whites keep thinking that most blacks or mexicans can be “trained” to be… well, trained to be White. This is due to all the black surgeons and police sergeants and hispanic authority figures that are shown 24/7 on TV. These heroic figures on TV have about the same capabilities to keep the US going as a plastic action figure like “GI Joe” on sale at Toys ‘r Us. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht5HGUtcpZUMkeJyJ1OSN4R50ZAYh4w7AwMUfTM1iN7KlI8dX06LT5dqAnUNSq694qc_YPExzTaUHBSdqF5Ilq4XznJro76JkHhkincbnHVWOqtY2I-iEnJ2AjAp01_N7kUDKinQqQZBo/s1600-h/hispanic.gi.joe.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht5HGUtcpZUMkeJyJ1OSN4R50ZAYh4w7AwMUfTM1iN7KlI8dX06LT5dqAnUNSq694qc_YPExzTaUHBSdqF5Ilq4XznJro76JkHhkincbnHVWOqtY2I-iEnJ2AjAp01_N7kUDKinQqQZBo/s320/hispanic.gi.joe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106974958484061554" /></a> <span style="font-weight:bold;">Actual latino GI Joe! Soon it will be the only kind sold in "America". </span><br /><br />I have to admit White people can be gullible, that’s how we ended up in this mess. Too many White people are hypnotized by the TV, too many Whites will listen to a mexican or black who is saying the “right things” instead of <span style="font-weight:bold;">watching</span> what the “person of color” is <span style="font-weight:bold;">actually doing</span>, like sloughing off work on others, reaching into your pocket to steal your wallet or finding out what time you’re going to the company softball game so they can have their friends rob your house. Too many White people WANT to believe right off what someone is telling them. That trait served us well in the Ice Age when our people had to cooperate or die, but it does not work so well when dealing with peoples who developed in tropical climes where the only skills that hypertrophied were those that involved looking for the first thing that a person could grab, eat or screw and then hot-footing it out of there. White people’s innate trust also leads to problems with peoples who sharpened their skills in lying and deceit while haunting the bazaars and markets of the Middle East and Mediterranean for centuries. Many Asians see Whites as being glib children in certain ways. Everyone is driven by their instincts and their genes. And they are different for each group of people, each race. White people are the worst when it comes to taking things at face value. That has to stop. <br /><br />The “smart” mexican or black guy is usually thinking the same thing as the guy who posted the first negative comment on my blog (sniff). That’s because he’s seeing the same crap on TV as you. And believing it just like so many of you out there. But he isn’t being maneuvered into feeling sorry for anyone but his own. He’s being maneuvered into focusing his inborn aggressive tendencies and rage at the “power”. He’s being taught to focus his rage and resentment at the “people” who are “keeping him” from having a Lear Jet, a Bel-Air mansion, and a string of White ho’s to service him all day long. That evil “power”, those evil “people”, are <span style="font-weight:bold;">YOU</span>. You White folks out there who continue to go about your business and look at a third world invasion and skyrocketing crime as something natural, like the recent heat wave here in Southern California. <br /><br />I think brave “Mr. Anonymous Mexican” ought to be congratulated for his honesty. He’s tired of my “white bulshit”(sic). I’m tired of mexicans who can’t spell - in any language. He says that if it weren’t for “mexicans and other oppressed people…” we Whites wouldn’t have anything. Now, that argument has been gone into many times on the web. Most of us are aware that mexicans and other latinos and blacks have contributed literally nothing to the greater development and advancement of the human race except ever increasing population numbers and justification for the expansion of the prison systems in so many countries including the US. Hold on. I’ll bet in some way they’re responsible for handgun sales to honest, aware White People in the US. That's a little mentioned area of the economy I have to admit needs examination. <br /><br />If it weren’t for Whites, “Mr. Anonymous Mexican” wouldn’t have a computer with which to post insults and surf for kiddie porn (mexicans have staggering rates of pedophile behavior and incest - condoned by their culture. For one example, look up “rapto” on the web if you don’t believe me.). Mentioning the computer or other forms of high technology is too obvious. Even mentioning that the anonymous mexican owes his existence to Whites is too obvious. If it weren’t for Whites, this Aztec warrior wouldn’t have shoes, pants, four walls around him (no doubt subsidized by Whites) or anything else but a bone through his nose and a spear. Maybe a blowgun. What kind of cars would “lowriders” be cruising in if some White Guy hadn’t invented the automobile? Where would latinos be if Whites hadn’t invented aerosol cans, meaning spray paint? Their favorite form of artistic expression wouldn’t exist. Who takes from who and assumes credit?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM-EnLd8Xm147TF8teyZ3a7UMnlkGIPUt4JYcG7HUzD54Bl1f-aWDjSwUiSdPfykyR9EYfAVC70gwXf9-lG9UkygpJjJCcRirCwuRhyatDqUrlkLEf4vvzL4FRMtUwtLFKHtOOIzdSjeU/s1600-h/artik+lokote+putos!.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM-EnLd8Xm147TF8teyZ3a7UMnlkGIPUt4JYcG7HUzD54Bl1f-aWDjSwUiSdPfykyR9EYfAVC70gwXf9-lG9UkygpJjJCcRirCwuRhyatDqUrlkLEf4vvzL4FRMtUwtLFKHtOOIzdSjeU/s320/artik+lokote+putos!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106981001503047042" /></a> <span style="font-weight:bold;">Where would they be without spray paint?</span><br /><br />If you want to see an area where latinos make a huge contribution, go to this site: <span style="font-weight:bold;">http://www.lapdonline.org/top_ten_most_wanted" </span><br /><br />You’ll get a good look at the top 10 most wanted criminals in L.A. Notice anything? Then go here: <span style="font-weight:bold;">http://www.lapdonline.org/all_most_wanted</span><br />Go ahead, crack open a cold one and scroll through all of the <span style="font-weight:bold;">“Most Wanted”</span> criminals in L.A. Check out the entire site if you can. The joys of diversity in action. There’s even a helping of Asians in there, and so many of you people out there claim they aren’t pulling their weight when it comes to criminal activity. The overwhelming majority of the guys on the lists are “hispanic” - as in 90% hispanic. Those fun loving people that more and more corporations gear their advertising towards. Where are they going to get the money to buy the products they see in those ads? Where will they get the dough to buy that new Chebby Truck-ay? From you. One way or another. One way they get that money from you or your family might see them end up on a "Most Wanted" list. They’re coming. They want what you have. <br /><br />Keep in mind they’re also told they <span style="font-weight:bold;">deserve</span> it. <br /><br />Back to normal in a day or so with Part II of “The Pipple’s Court”. If you made it this far, thanks for putting up with tonight’s ramblings.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940421575622772206.post-16812285267964852412007-09-02T14:07:00.000-07:002007-09-03T11:38:23.867-07:00THE PIPPLE'S COURT - Part II wasn’t going to post until Monday due to wanting to sit and do nothing after a very long week of work. But, I came down with some kind of flu bug and a fever does’t mix well with wandering around in 100 degree heat. We’ve been in the middle of a heat wave for over a week and I live in one of the hotter areas of greater L.A. Yeah, I’m full of excuses. I guess I need to find a way to dedicate a couple of hours a day to the blog AND get an editor. Because my posts are long. As in Steven King long. But I’m trying to show the problems that are out there, problems that are growing day by day. I figure personal experiences might be a good way to connect with people.<br /><br />Today I was going through the comments sent my way. Lots and lots of comments for more beach pictures. People find them fascinating. I’m not going to publish those comments because they’re all the same for the most part. I guess the fascination is due to people finding it hard to believe that some beach areas (and other tourist destinations) in Southern California are infested with brown invaders. But they are. I’ve said before that most of these non-whites wouldn’t even exist had it not been for “White charity” (meaning money stolen from Whites) and these “never-should-have-beens” are all over the place. Whether they work or not most of them are receiving some kind of government assistance from Uncle Sam. That includes some of the "good ones" you people know who have good jobs. They're laughing up their sleeve, making 75k and up and making sure their kids get that free lunch and breakfast at school. I know. I speak passible Spanish because I grew up around these people. No, they don't realize I can understand them when they jump into Spanish. Many of your hispanic friends and "good" latinos see you, Whitey, as a naive joke. Better get active and start networking for when it all hits the fan. Because there’s little doubt the government is actively spreading this plague of brown stubbies all over the country. I’ll post more pictures in the coming week.<br /><br />I was going to hit the news like some of the other local blogs around the country do, you know, pull stories from the LA(tino) Times and local TV “news” and rip the media a new one. The local media is an endless source of material and examples that prove that LA Sucks. Just like (most of) the rest of the country. But even more so! <br /><br />Then I took another look at some of the comments that have been posted, and a fellow local who goes by the name “Sudaev” mentioned his experiences while on jury duty in downtown LA a couple of weeks ago. I had to serve during July and I took notes intending to use them in the blog I was getting to ready to create. This blog. I was going to use the notes and observations down the line, as they are lengthy, but rather than wait anymore, I figured why not let people know what’s in store for them in the not too distant future? When they are called upon to serve their civic duty in the downtown areas of the nearest Urban center. Downtown areas that increasingly resemble the film <span style="font-weight:bold;">“Bladerunner”</span> in terms of population demographics and sheer disorder. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihgz7DFmKU0La_vuheWfhp4oAqYnZmXqt986fwKSrvQbjDrs-P614pkvtocImE4ZzuUiAOEUq3ZOv0fcyW0CstJWo_UIZaq7n2Yvf8E_075ani5aMfMe22_9sc7M6mWke_DVm5M7GDSTE/s1600-h/court_gavel.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihgz7DFmKU0La_vuheWfhp4oAqYnZmXqt986fwKSrvQbjDrs-P614pkvtocImE4ZzuUiAOEUq3ZOv0fcyW0CstJWo_UIZaq7n2Yvf8E_075ani5aMfMe22_9sc7M6mWke_DVm5M7GDSTE/s320/court_gavel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105720089299254610" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;"> JURY DUTY!</span><br /><br />LA has it down pat for those lucky folks who are sent a summons for Jury Duty. If you are summoned to go to the Criminal Courts building, you have hit a double jackpot: First, you have reserved, free parking. It’s just a little over a half mile from the Court building. It’s not only free, but you get some exercise! There’s more than just walking involved in this short workout. You get to dodge the homeless who are hanging around the various government buildings. They are more industrious than their cohorts in other parts of LA. Up and at ‘em. They have their hands out and ready for change at 7:30 in the morning. It’s good to see the <span style="font-weight:bold;">American Worth Ethic</span> still exists some places. I’ll bet it’s probably more fun for the people who have to make the trek during a rainstorm. <br /><br />The second part of the jackpot is that the walk to the courthouse is educational. For White people who don’t have blinders on, that is. You get to see that the majority of workers downtown, City and State employees, are not White. Lots of mexicans and blacks. In suits. You realists out there already know that dressing these people up like a successful, intelligent White person will not make them perform like a successful, intelligent White person. If you’re thinking <span style="font-weight:bold;">“Cargo Cult”</span> then you’re on the right track. Therein lies one of the points of today’s rant. Whites have put different systems in place and now they have armies of non-whites running different aspects, sections or “entrances” to those systems. None of them operate the way they are supposed to. The fluidity is lost when you have mexicans and africans in the driver’s seat. And EVERY honest person knows this.<br /><br />I’m doing my county-mandated workout, walking with the city’s overly tanned employees and a herd of grumpy “civilians” who have been pulled from their regular lives to perform jury duty. I realized I was on a lucky streak while taking my walk. I counted the two-legged toll booths ; seven on one block alone. Lucky seven. All of the panhandlers lining the route to the court were the same that day. All male, all in their thirties, and all black. Every one of them. No doubt they were all victims of racism as we’ve been taught by watching TV. Everything on TV is true, right? Each one of these unfortunates was no doubt 3 to 5 credits short of a PhD in Engineering Physics (from nearby Cal Tech!) when a racist disaster struck and put them out here on the streets of the concrete jungle, fighting for survival every day, the deck stacked against them in a world run by Whites who live only to create misery for the noble black man. <br /><br />The first six bums on that block weren’t saying anything to me, they were too busy hassling the well dressed men and women walking by. Most of the people you’ll see working downtown or reporting to jury duty are fairly well dressed. I noticed that the blacks, whether well dressed or not, were not hit-upon by the panhandlers. I thought about it for a second, then remembered that blacks don’t leave tips in restaurants. (I was a waiter while in college. That gives me an idea for another post, how tips vary by race. Blacks don’t tip.) Besides not leaving tips, blacks apparently don’t give money to panhandlers either, at least rarely. Even a stopped clock is right twice a day. Dressed like a bum or in a suit, the panhandlers generally ignored their racial brothers. <br /><br />Dressed like a bum or in a suit? OK, I'll tell you how I was dressed. When I called the courthouse and listened to the recorded instructions telling me where to report etc, the instructions were direct in stating that “appropriate” dress is required, wear a suit or casual business attire, and so on. Since I was being pulled from work and NOT receiving pay while being ordered to possibly sit in judgment over criminal blacks and browns, I proudly wore clothing that projected the respect I have for the court system as it stands in the US today; a tattered red wife beater, green camouflage shorts, black crew socks, and a beat up pair of Converse All-Stars (Chuck Taylors!) I bought on-line. Topped off with a very old pair of Gargoyle sunglasses, I figured I was sure to blow a few fuses with this get-up. I hoped my uniform would get me kicked out of the pool in one day so I would not have to go back for at least a year. This was the first time I had been summoned in three years, but that is probably going to change. We’ll go into that later.<br /><br />I said six of the seven homeless turdbirds on that block didn’t say anything to me. I reached a crosswalk and was a millisecond from starting to cross the street when my number came up. “You got change, bruthah?” I turned and looked at him. “Yes, I do!” Then I turned away from him and started across the street. It took a few seconds for him to let go with an answer to this slap in the face. I admit that despite my vast experience in translating Ebonics I couldn’t really tell what he what he was saying. He sputtered and spit, making the same types of noises Jesse Jackson does when giving a speech. The noise is similar to someone working the throttle up and down on an old Moped. A White Guy in his thirties walking next to me, wearing a suit of course, said “You shouldn’t make them mad.” “Why do I care what some Buckwheat thinks?” This particular example of sheeple-americanus turned his face straight ahead and picked up his pace to get away. I notice a couple of well-dressed blacks looking my way. They heard the “Buckwheat” remark. I kept looking at them and they finally turned away shaking their heads. All except one. He kept looking my way and I kept staring back. They went the opposite way when we hit the other side of the street. These folks do not like White People speaking their mind or standing up to them. They’ve been taught that it’s wrong! Wrong no matter what a black is doing - or any other non-white for that matter. They can be racist eight-ways to Sunday, but that’s OK. Let Whitey remark on some uncomfortable truth about blacks or latinos and they’re up on their hind legs screaming, with the govt holding them by the elbows for support. I didn’t care about these well dressed frauds. They all talk a good game, but without numbers or a distinct advantage in physical size, they will not do anything. Unless they’re armed. That element of black and brown psychology is for another day. Besides, there are a lot of cops and Sheriff’s deputies walking around down here as you would expect and that keeps on the street scuffles to a minimum. <br /><br />I get to the entrance of the Criminal Court bldg. and I’m confronted with a long line of people waiting to get through a security checkpoint. You could pick out most of the lawyers and potential jurors easily. They stand out in a sea of can’t-stand-still blacks and hispanics who are at the court building for all sorts of problems of their own doing. The security is like going through security at LAX. Metal detectors, hand held metal detectors, X-ray machines, Sheriff’s deputies and last and least… black and latino “security personnel” complete with badges, pepper spray, handcuffs and large chips on their shoulders. I get near the front of the line and I’m treated to classic <span style="font-weight:bold;">“NEGRO IN CHARGE”</span> behavior. The deputies are keeping an eye on the lines and the trays, so that leaves the amped up black and latino guards with their overblown self-esteem to handle the metal detectors. Some middle aged White Guy has placed everything he had in his pockets into the X-ray trays as instructed. The tray rides the conveyor belt through the X-ray machine while the White Guy walks through the stand-up metal detector. Whoop, whoop. Something sets off the detector. A 50 yr old, shaven headed, bespectacled black security guard steps up to Whitey, metal detector wand in hand. He runs the wand over the puzzled White Guy. “It’s your cell phone.” The White Guy takes it off and places it on the table. The guard runs the wand over him, nothing. That’s all it was, the cell phone. “Ok” says the guard. The White Guy turns to gather his stuff from the X-ray tray. Not so fast. The guard says, “You have to go through the machine again.” “Why?” “Your phone set it off.” The White Guy is puzzled. “I took off the phone, and you did your thing and said ‘ok’.” “You didn’t do it right. You’re ‘sposed to put everything in the basket and walk through! I need you to leave everything in the basket and walk through.” The White Guy isn’t catching on yet. I wonder if anyone has except myself. A fat assed latino guard moves up behind the black guard. Black and brown united in fucking with Whitey. <span style="font-weight:bold;">“You have to do things right. Go back through the machine.”</span> The White guy sees that they are going to gang up on him real quick. Shaking his head at the nonsense, he walks back through the metal detector, then comes through again. No alarms. He moves to get this things. <span style="font-weight:bold;">“You still need to be checked!”</span> The bald brother runs the wand over the White Guy, again, even though he and everyone else knows that the guy has nothing on his person. It’s all in the tray. Nothing. The brother now feels he has shown who’s in charge. “Now you can go.” Whitey grabs his stuff and walks off while the two guards give each other a very slight grin. Think I’m reading too much into this? Read on. <br /><br />Five or six people later, a tremendously fat black woman squeezes through the metal detector. I was amazed her buttocks didn’t get stuck in the machine’s doorway. Whoop whoop! The alarm sounds. The bald black guard runs his voodoo wand over her. Same thing. “It’s your cell phone. <span style="font-weight:bold;">Next time make sure to take it off.</span>” He’s the picture of lecherous courtesy as he waves her on to go grab her things from the tray and continue on her way. Three other White People have noticed this. They look around to see if anyone else has noticed. One White woman looks my way and I mouth the word “typical” at her. She looks away, scared. Typical. I saunter through with no problem, but I make sure to barely acknowledge the presence of the bald black mini-mind and his wand. I try to give off an air as if I felt he were a butler wiping dust off my shoes. I can tell it pisses him off but what can he do? Actually he could probably do a lot to gum up the works but a few hundred people are waiting to get through and if things get too fouled up the Deputies will most likely take over. That would spoil the brother’s fun. <br /><br />The elevator ride to the jury room is short but fun. The car is stuffed with a few prospective jurors and several highly irritated black and brown people who are in court to “support” their “<span style="font-weight:bold;">homeys</span>” and “<span style="font-weight:bold;">fambly</span>” members who are being victimized by a cruel system that occasionally interrupts their criminal activities. Two black women are discussing the case that will occupy their time today. “Rob da likka sto’? Mufuhkin’ Kelvin ain’ da one! Not dis one! Tol’ me Alton be it.” I wanted to hear more, but the pair having this conversation hopped off at the “first stop”. I always miss the good stories. <br /> <br />I follow the signs to the jury room. It’s already filled with over 250 people. Most of them look disappointed. That's because most people do not get paid for jury duty. Unless they work for the city or county. That’s where most of the brown and black people in the pool come from. Civil service. Especially in Los Angeles. Whites, especially White males, have a hell of a time getting city or county jobs here in Los Angeles. They have to be “connected” the way most people who work in television or the movies out here are connected. What? You thought talent and hard work were involved with Hollywood? Oh, there’s some luck involved for some people, but for the most part, Hollywood’s a closed shop. So’s county and city work. (I’ve worked in Hollywood. I’m putting together a guide to “how it works” that will see its day on this blog at some point)<br /><br />I find a seat and begin to break down the make-up of the crowd. In our pool there’s over 250 people, about 65% of them are White. Should be less since the majority of the city and county are latino. Hold on. The majority of the latinos are illegals. Ok, that knocks their numbers down quite a bit. You also can’t serve jury duty if you’re a convicted felon, so that knocks the numbers of latinos and blacks down even more. Asians look to be about 15% of the pool, so they’re over-represented just like the Whites. Well, they do work and have jobs. There are only 9 blacks in this pool. I wonder if it’s the same on the other floors of the building? The rest of the pool are latinos. The last time I served jury duty the percentage of Whites was about the same, even though our population percentage is dropping in this part of the State. No doubt we, Whites, will end up being summoned every 12 months like clockwork once the rising latino tide of crime starts to hit full strength. <br /><br />Who’s in charge of rustling the jurors today? The only people I see are latino. Large latinos. Two men and a woman. All three look to be in their early 30’s, which means they could be in their early 20’s given latino standards of health. What do I mean? All three are grossly overweight. The woman is tipping the scales at 250. At 5’4”. One of the guys is a good 275 lbs at 5’7”. The third is about my height (6’3”) but weighs in at 350 at least. He’s massive. He’s so bloated on a frame not designed to carry such a huge load of fat that from behind his arms resemble penguin flippers the way they stick out. How he can clean up after a trip to the toilet is beyond me. Oops. I forgot that mexicans don’t bother to clean up after using the toilet. See my post from last month - "Bon Apetit": http://lasucksbigtime.blogspot.com/2007_08_17_archive.html<br /><br />At a little after 8 am they call us to attention and start giving us instructions. In English! English with the “on purpose” mexican accent so common to LA and other parts of Southern California. What do I mean? There are thousands of mexicans in Southern California whose parents and even grandparents were born here and speak English, and then the kids grow up speaking English - and Spanish. What these mexicans do is put on an accent, make sure they sound like some mexican who’s learned English recently. It’s their way of paying homage to the wondrous land of mexico and also a way to speak English but not bow completely to Whitey. A badge of honor. It’s similar to Ebonics. <br /><br />I’m getting burned out now from the fever and Day-Quil, sorry about any typos, but I promise to finish this in the next day or so. So you can find out why I titled it “The Pipples Court”. I’ll bet a few of you have figured it out already. Things are running a little bit worse each day as more and more black and brown puppets are put in certain driver’s seats in order to torment Whitey. It’s coming your way. Some of this may come off as funny. But it’s actually very sad and symbolic of incredible evil. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">TO BE CONTINUED</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940421575622772206.post-10967158778582243972007-08-28T23:56:00.000-07:002007-08-29T00:46:03.511-07:00A Picture is Worth a Thousand IllegalsYeah, I haven’t posted in several days. Been busy as hell. Turns out a horde of people I work with took this week off to “add” to the three day Labor Day weekend. So I've been putting in some very long days at work. I have been working on a few pieces for this blog, but none of them are quite ready to go up. I guess I should concentrate on one “story” at a time, but my mind needs variety. <br /><br />What I do have is a ton of pictures I need to post. I’ve decided to put up a few tonight, I don’t think I’ll be using them for any of the other posts I have in mind at the moment. I hope these shots help give people an idea as to what’s really going on, not only in LA, but all over the country. I’ve seen tourist guides and pamphlets for Southern California attractions and cities and they are all misleading, to say the least. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPidtKVZILjUkYWhoRJHYzi6VSpyIOvtP4xLTC7k6WNIMv1QwKMi7Ue5-mhy19ANV9Z2-zzCiX2ONJO_oUiRnL6Gr7pCm8V7_QhvV6D7c7avjhyphenhyphenF1iTj_dk1Cx_lk_kz7S_TKjnbR68qQ/s1600-h/spic.bus.w.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPidtKVZILjUkYWhoRJHYzi6VSpyIOvtP4xLTC7k6WNIMv1QwKMi7Ue5-mhy19ANV9Z2-zzCiX2ONJO_oUiRnL6Gr7pCm8V7_QhvV6D7c7avjhyphenhyphenF1iTj_dk1Cx_lk_kz7S_TKjnbR68qQ/s320/spic.bus.w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104017877795732786" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">If you get a chance to drive around town, you’ll notice the buses in LA are plastered with advertising. Advertising geared toward latinos. Imagine a bus with blatantly pro-White language all over it. Imagine a radio station openly courting whites with race based advertising. That's all you can do is imagine it, because it won't be happening. <br /></span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjanLMTEb2t16wGCGoSoxov9eEFGedo6wuG-_3EyvS_3jAZSo8UyiX3RHonWX8NgFXXm8R1xQEWL0pYdwJQFfqjscAJ9wH4JQoeQARkARRoJ6k_RpA_jeFD9vdlwlHrRxOUgwWqp4rjpMM/s1600-h/mojado.en.la.manana.w.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjanLMTEb2t16wGCGoSoxov9eEFGedo6wuG-_3EyvS_3jAZSo8UyiX3RHonWX8NgFXXm8R1xQEWL0pYdwJQFfqjscAJ9wH4JQoeQARkARRoJ6k_RpA_jeFD9vdlwlHrRxOUgwWqp4rjpMM/s320/mojado.en.la.manana.w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104017620097694994" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">The bus stops of course keep it going. Advertising aimed at latinos. Much of it in Spanish.</span> <br /><br />The DJ is called “Cucuy” (Koo-Kooey). That means “boogey-man” in Spanish. At least in “mexican” Spanish. Notice the name of his station; “97.9 La Raza” La Raza means “The Race” in Spanish. Which race are they catering to? Would such a thing be allowed for Whites? Oh, we live in a free society. Sure. 97.9 is the sister station to “96.3 latino” that is so proudly displayed on the bus above.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieANxgcGaDa9WLA2j0NhcqywAiO6cYyAQcZIGW-zJ3U0vre5ETi_ww8jZdW8JvwaCMEZFRF8533MGHW9DRHWI4s2qIiNQuKxbpnktjKFKNW1LF6HNPNyedDAAU7NjCBrMGKUnLaZsqLNg/s1600-h/zio.date.w.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieANxgcGaDa9WLA2j0NhcqywAiO6cYyAQcZIGW-zJ3U0vre5ETi_ww8jZdW8JvwaCMEZFRF8533MGHW9DRHWI4s2qIiNQuKxbpnktjKFKNW1LF6HNPNyedDAAU7NjCBrMGKUnLaZsqLNg/s320/zio.date.w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104017624392662306" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">I guess everyone but plain old ordinary Whites are allowed to have race based advertising.</span> <br /><br />What? You think the ad is for a religious based dating service? That’s funny. Go take a look at the website. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDYCfShyphenhyphenywDLdSITc5dawbF2zapyzA1I3prPwtDilSRJT8nMKtPSL5tZVYegh3RL0tktEgLQk_SHl8EOYrcuCYSzsEn1tXU2iMubCKVDq8St38dcbAKMJ_4yrjXVPnz_0UXy9hrs6e1M8/s1600-h/dual.lines.w.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDYCfShyphenhyphenywDLdSITc5dawbF2zapyzA1I3prPwtDilSRJT8nMKtPSL5tZVYegh3RL0tktEgLQk_SHl8EOYrcuCYSzsEn1tXU2iMubCKVDq8St38dcbAKMJ_4yrjXVPnz_0UXy9hrs6e1M8/s320/dual.lines.w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104017332334886130" /></a>I was at Venice Beach a week and a half ago. Here’s people waiting in line for some freebies being handed out by the WWE (a Professional Wrestling organization run by Vince McMahon). Notice anything about the people in the lines? Where are all the beach-going white people? Where's Frankie Avalon when you need him?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp0gscePaX4wFJzVrPcNyg3dPu9avVXyyQzuRgKCL6rVpW6RCS3SRk73F7my0lpG762b68P-xK4ke7lbLeDsU60E6a2SKqINopIn3N1H-d803gq8NqDMh9RA4wEKq8H-piOp7K8ErkZgo/s1600-h/I.found.one.w.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp0gscePaX4wFJzVrPcNyg3dPu9avVXyyQzuRgKCL6rVpW6RCS3SRk73F7my0lpG762b68P-xK4ke7lbLeDsU60E6a2SKqINopIn3N1H-d803gq8NqDMh9RA4wEKq8H-piOp7K8ErkZgo/s320/I.found.one.w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104017336629853442" /></a>I moved down the line a little bit and found a White Guy patiently waiting his turn. I’d say Whitey is getting outnumbered, wouldn't you? Not only here in Southern California, but <span style="font-weight:bold;">everywhere</span> in the former US of A. There are only so many cops in LA. After the “Rodney King” riot in ‘92, it turned out over half the robbers, looters and worse that were arrested were latino. Their population has increased markedly. What will happen in the next riot, and who do you think they’ll be <span style="font-weight:bold;">directed</span> to go after? Did you ever consider that maybe, just maybe, the people behind all of this don’t have our - meaning White people - our best interests in mind? Sounds superficial but it isn’t. Look at what’s going on.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdca05Wamw1Jhv0BssaxhYdvKHFA0ItGW8oCNn-vy10qfjhzn_sMJNQ44XNOcOVenBv8_UFx0ixpFetAFRjkHIocogLPew53SRm24XhnK-mhl53u2RyPRkLJc2D2fSOFNtvcsz9AJ3nXs/s1600-h/spotted.one.w.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdca05Wamw1Jhv0BssaxhYdvKHFA0ItGW8oCNn-vy10qfjhzn_sMJNQ44XNOcOVenBv8_UFx0ixpFetAFRjkHIocogLPew53SRm24XhnK-mhl53u2RyPRkLJc2D2fSOFNtvcsz9AJ3nXs/s320/spotted.one.w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104023727541189954" /></a>Yeah, stepped into the crowd. There were a few die-hard White fans. A few. The police were carting a decent number of people away that day. What kind of people? None of it made the news that I saw. Figure it out. I think that’s going to be the topic of another post in the coming weeks. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpMAywpea3sTvJnZ4p-E3r73YJ15sndrrNhzgQRYyvqDlArsjcwGoRvu19XQPm2-S8KyM88ieXzbenjznOcnbSSUUVOgwFUy7u5CKoWgMuvrE5QwX0R5XPg-JyYzlvtO3E5Nsg8CdF3i4/s1600-h/wrasslin.fans.w.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpMAywpea3sTvJnZ4p-E3r73YJ15sndrrNhzgQRYyvqDlArsjcwGoRvu19XQPm2-S8KyM88ieXzbenjznOcnbSSUUVOgwFUy7u5CKoWgMuvrE5QwX0R5XPg-JyYzlvtO3E5Nsg8CdF3i4/s320/wrasslin.fans.w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104016829823712482" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">Here’s a nice shot of the people who managed to get “ringside” seats. I’ll be damned if they don’t look like a bunch of inmates sitting in the bleachers at Folsom. Tell me I’m wrong. </span><br /><br />Oh well, whites do have their Tattoo parlors. That’s about all they have. I don’t see anything wrong with a tattoo here or there, but the media and academia have really brainwashed a large contingent of Whites into thinking that “going native” is cool, “more in touch”, will make the third worlders "like you" - meaning "be your friends" and other lies. Did you ever notice that most of the people promoting this type of thinking don’t have tattoos or horseshoes hanging from their earlobes? <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGDTn3YurSi1kCmuXJ-HVnUgSRKOAoJnZ_4ULdmLTYEWpEbNiQzM-0R9YahTss00hyphenhyphenP1-hGp0YUtAj3qYltwEM7B4dgmeRYmB0ByanrwM9zTC5EKaqBXDbHFeCu3kzLBELFbvRtKYIuOw/s1600-h/tattoo.america.venice.w.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGDTn3YurSi1kCmuXJ-HVnUgSRKOAoJnZ_4ULdmLTYEWpEbNiQzM-0R9YahTss00hyphenhyphenP1-hGp0YUtAj3qYltwEM7B4dgmeRYmB0ByanrwM9zTC5EKaqBXDbHFeCu3kzLBELFbvRtKYIuOw/s320/tattoo.america.venice.w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104016447571623090" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGgIhtVmbpDfy5_0b_odyNdWFgFiOgENDphEVflXCIEMvMPONTT6eLu0JTznodVJqHVrmQYRfRG_l-47MB317x7xtWMahhEQgQdGYs3vGTk1u_BhwDy6qfx2pAV_4RTK4lIkADxbdCU3w/s1600-h/tattoo.1.w.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGgIhtVmbpDfy5_0b_odyNdWFgFiOgENDphEVflXCIEMvMPONTT6eLu0JTznodVJqHVrmQYRfRG_l-47MB317x7xtWMahhEQgQdGYs3vGTk1u_BhwDy6qfx2pAV_4RTK4lIkADxbdCU3w/s320/tattoo.1.w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104016456161557698" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfdX6inNLoB3alo9I-ZAhdxhPUP0Iqa52RC0llgA7HtRD9abdTcyCNN9kUfPQeRBa4Wco2einVTPZzY986z4uJq6o04JksQiR1f7yAUaf4_Ffbke5JnooXAOTANp5WJMfsI-k1yff7ny0/s1600-h/tattoo.4.w.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfdX6inNLoB3alo9I-ZAhdxhPUP0Iqa52RC0llgA7HtRD9abdTcyCNN9kUfPQeRBa4Wco2einVTPZzY986z4uJq6o04JksQiR1f7yAUaf4_Ffbke5JnooXAOTANp5WJMfsI-k1yff7ny0/s320/tattoo.4.w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104015236390845570" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0VwhbzTf2jgAVdRekZJT1wm3aj1-uAUGpVbQFF0qMxncuKFoc_y2NPc4gKlx5izwO0l8druOJDGeiucGOubdB3Mg6wH2MeOZuPHbHsb_uY2t-iUa6I-kUno6S1AnpNMkqLVDpdt6-s3E/s1600-h/tattoo.3.w.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0VwhbzTf2jgAVdRekZJT1wm3aj1-uAUGpVbQFF0qMxncuKFoc_y2NPc4gKlx5izwO0l8druOJDGeiucGOubdB3Mg6wH2MeOZuPHbHsb_uY2t-iUa6I-kUno6S1AnpNMkqLVDpdt6-s3E/s320/tattoo.3.w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104015244980780178" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKFSAvd42epz81cj2pKMBe9tTzKhSJhX-IBphHxFZ7q9poMsCQNHHRsiQOC0NQ1JyGNpDpjMYP6le-4JitmAFpMn7Wd1Q7lhb3S3fmE6ET-vXVBhmBHGuhe3Ir1BxhGOLguC0U6Ln7dF0/s1600-h/tattoo.2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKFSAvd42epz81cj2pKMBe9tTzKhSJhX-IBphHxFZ7q9poMsCQNHHRsiQOC0NQ1JyGNpDpjMYP6le-4JitmAFpMn7Wd1Q7lhb3S3fmE6ET-vXVBhmBHGuhe3Ir1BxhGOLguC0U6Ln7dF0/s320/tattoo.2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104015249275747490" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcCf72kaujESz4ielj1G6RRVT48V1N6J10PFHQLmbjx03-40S07nKH9ZTVwcBHbYLT-l8DcARQua2JFgld2nE3eqipaF8fwwpRKxo_9ZzEm1ZQcF_VKG1o52QlrdXc_VyIhzn9AuYWbBY/s1600-h/tattoo.6.w.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcCf72kaujESz4ielj1G6RRVT48V1N6J10PFHQLmbjx03-40S07nKH9ZTVwcBHbYLT-l8DcARQua2JFgld2nE3eqipaF8fwwpRKxo_9ZzEm1ZQcF_VKG1o52QlrdXc_VyIhzn9AuYWbBY/s320/tattoo.6.w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104013943605689442" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUgRy2CXOiDpvj1vqcxMNT-muw9KBlrFyfqMM2YyPkgsC7y3NHJvrvtD8HQGTRkawjzdLFHwCjypIGEmssdKdKJtn2hbeMfDWg9m0L4kBrgo48-oxEVRoY3YYixo2qkmyVphY282EuG9c/s1600-h/tattoo.5.w.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUgRy2CXOiDpvj1vqcxMNT-muw9KBlrFyfqMM2YyPkgsC7y3NHJvrvtD8HQGTRkawjzdLFHwCjypIGEmssdKdKJtn2hbeMfDWg9m0L4kBrgo48-oxEVRoY3YYixo2qkmyVphY282EuG9c/s320/tattoo.5.w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104013956490591346" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQAtFbNi6BpcvDX00xiCi4onu-OYVguRhGQyuKIau6yIdD-EAa6utv15IN1zpUNjV2Qa-1py7lcFUvmaRiswYxKgnR9IIuK7jfAyBBKhyphenhyphenCZkPAcnsotTngMvZ1rz6sshG00jaG2ti5KUQ/s1600-h/how.we.have.fallen.w.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQAtFbNi6BpcvDX00xiCi4onu-OYVguRhGQyuKIau6yIdD-EAa6utv15IN1zpUNjV2Qa-1py7lcFUvmaRiswYxKgnR9IIuK7jfAyBBKhyphenhyphenCZkPAcnsotTngMvZ1rz6sshG00jaG2ti5KUQ/s320/how.we.have.fallen.w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104013930720787538" /></a> Look at this guy. If you wonder what I meant by horseshoes hanging from earlobes, here it is. Yeah, lookin’ good man, lookin’ good. You think guys like this are going to be worth two cents when the big one hits? <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Did our guys fight WWII for this? Actually, they did. They just didn’t know it. The American public didn’t know it. Most still don’t. </span><br /><br />I’ll have posts that are more in depth as soon as this work-week from Hell is over. Until then, stay strong and do your best to wake others up. Start your own blog if you can or you can send me your stories (just post them in the comments area). If you want them added to the blog as an “entry” - if it they’re good - I’ll post them.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940421575622772206.post-64883756178948046642007-08-23T23:26:00.000-07:002007-08-25T14:09:35.433-07:00Photographic Evidence<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhtjmFmWn1zZi-MSffGNgLvTD5_rkpuCLHAm2Zq1QUxS_RvebcBh7D1fGdL7VipyCbqOCbnudl6wgBQNdIceXu-qLjwq-o9MuSqAIbhtvW-W6TT2s9IAYe-OCHxJer8en-GGEWpewIxzY/s1600-h/teeth.taxes.graffiti.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhtjmFmWn1zZi-MSffGNgLvTD5_rkpuCLHAm2Zq1QUxS_RvebcBh7D1fGdL7VipyCbqOCbnudl6wgBQNdIceXu-qLjwq-o9MuSqAIbhtvW-W6TT2s9IAYe-OCHxJer8en-GGEWpewIxzY/s320/teeth.taxes.graffiti.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102156408904874898" /></a> <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Taxes, teeth and graffiti all in one!</span><br /><br />August. It’s hot. The early morning clouds and fog have burned off. But I don't care that I have to stand in melting asphalt and take the pictures you see in this entry. The streets of this mexican town I’m in are covered with trash. I’m talking about the people, two-legged trash, not the garbage that litters the sidewalk. Oops! I forgot to tell you which mexican town I’m in: Los Angeles! Hollywood as a matter of fact. Bet you haven’t seen shots like these in any Hollywood tourist guide. You won’t either. It may as well be mexico or even managua, nicaragua*. Take a good look at these photos, of the people in them. This is what your leaders have in store for all of the US. The old “US” is gone, gone, gone. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5yM5qI__sYWxWZFrfCxNwHWFxUo0RwBnvUJ2OlowNxZ9zWX96ZadI_yRI5uQbq7jfA-VXwv8kw1g1ikPb0irO3SGPio8_hk1m_SnVnQlPVWY_SlTIoZNghSt7D1H_SA3U2hm3mkFIuxg/s1600-h/sun.drenched.californians.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5yM5qI__sYWxWZFrfCxNwHWFxUo0RwBnvUJ2OlowNxZ9zWX96ZadI_yRI5uQbq7jfA-VXwv8kw1g1ikPb0irO3SGPio8_hk1m_SnVnQlPVWY_SlTIoZNghSt7D1H_SA3U2hm3mkFIuxg/s320/sun.drenched.californians.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102157285078203298" /></a> <span style="font-weight:bold;">Hollywood. Where are all the blonde surfer chicks and hot actresses? </span><br /><br />As I get ready to take another priceless picture to chronicle the destruction of a once great city, to my right I hear someone say “Hey, ju!” I pause a second, then take the shot. Never, ever give latinos "respect". They demand it but do not return it. I get ready to take another shot. “Hey, hey!’ I was down on one knee to get the proper angle. I turn my head and see an angry mezzo (short for mestizo) looking at me. I stand up and stare straight down at him. I can see his eyes flutter. He didn’t realize I was so much bigger than him. He’s 5’6”, 145, about 45 years old. I’m 6’3” and a very solid 235 lbs. This comes in handy in LA. Even handier is the fact that carrying a concealed handgun is a misdemeanor in this town. Not that any white man would do such a thing. Moving along, I make sure I sound bothered when I say “What?” to this arrogant parasite. He backs off a bit. “Wha’ you takeeng pitchers of? Tha’s my strore.” Yes, he said “strore”. He points across to the street to a strip mall stuffed with garish junky shops and offices. I can tell he’s lying. He doesn’t own any “strore”. I step toward him just before I answer, “You don’t have my sympathies.” “Wha?” Of course it went right over his head. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ4di4WaaCtIh0cBIBxld_jG881mMfAJkVXPmxvG99VeW3z-75uU2S2Uj5fSIDwAhPLvtuAYcE-1ubS9glgOEMbRFNB0G8k8rtGLPWyIhP4o_76AFmSjDS-0jbYbBXGze3ubUfN8PobG0/s1600-h/dodger.fan.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ4di4WaaCtIh0cBIBxld_jG881mMfAJkVXPmxvG99VeW3z-75uU2S2Uj5fSIDwAhPLvtuAYcE-1ubS9glgOEMbRFNB0G8k8rtGLPWyIhP4o_76AFmSjDS-0jbYbBXGze3ubUfN8PobG0/s320/dodger.fan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102158556388522930" /></a> <span style="font-weight:bold;">You can see that Major League Baseball's campaign to attract latino fans is working!</span><br /><br />“Why you take pitchers of my strore?” He’s losing more of his footing by the second. He expected me to back off, apologize, maybe even hand him my camera and beg not be hurt. That’s the image latinos have of whites now that so many have been brainwashed into being cowards. Whites have been brainwashed into being cowards while the egos and confidence of latinos and other non-whites have been inflated, cultivated by the same forces that have worked tirelessly to deflate white confidence. “I’m taking pictures of everything. What do you care?” “Iss my store!” I put the camera in my left hand and move a half step closer. Maybe I want to talk, maybe I want trouble. It’s fun throwing him off. “It’s not your street, is it?” He looks me up and down. It’s plain he’s wondering if he should go get help or just try and keep working it to find out what the hell I’m up to. He opts for the latter. “I jus’ askin’ why you takeeng pitchers?” “I want to show my relatives what it’s like out here.” He relaxes. Then I continue, “They’ve never been to mexico.” Now I’m getting a look. Fuck him. I move right past him to get more shots. The shots you see here. He steps inside a shitty little shop that was right behind us. Maybe something’s up, because the store he said was his is across the street. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHrqCjnTPeeOcMpTO8ItsscFx4iBDYG8Vom4m3IVwqfh2XGZH2buguWfJs3LL4mQyMhiFmGP8eS-WYQJTwstwBX7yP9zSdU4OkVLzyLLpquUgT-1L3bKmDOKU9Dj3AqVJ7Za8JYHfcfIU/s1600-h/always.sullen.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHrqCjnTPeeOcMpTO8ItsscFx4iBDYG8Vom4m3IVwqfh2XGZH2buguWfJs3LL4mQyMhiFmGP8eS-WYQJTwstwBX7yP9zSdU4OkVLzyLLpquUgT-1L3bKmDOKU9Dj3AqVJ7Za8JYHfcfIU/s320/always.sullen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102159192043682754" /></a> <span style="font-weight:bold;">Being macho means you always have to appear sullen, ready to lash out. I guess I would too if I looked like some of these parasites. </span><br /><br />What is the problem with me taking pictures on the street here in LA? I’m surrounded by illegals, left and right. Short, squat ill-tempered people that shouldn’t be here in the first place. While they’re giving me a look like “What is he doing here?” I give them the same look back. The irony is lost of course. None of the stone-agers seem perturbed enough to complain to me about my taking pictures. No one but the entrepreneur who couldn’t pronounce “store”. I guess he's so used to White People backing off he feels he can dictate what goes on in the surrounding streets. At least if his target is white. He’s a quarter step removed from the gang-bangers and their view of “protecting their streets” and owning their “barrio”. I don't see my people walking around here.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQXNO6n1ZCsHUjDye_BiOku1AVs72S-o3RJ94uawbYFSA32rcRVxbFB01YOAK_3PaOJIWjs2JFPcaOPh4_7VX6DKzDQ5KJWWupSETx7izEUpcpUFC2uYcgAb0LywNyH5QzKnhM9rJiGsw/s1600-h/across.street-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQXNO6n1ZCsHUjDye_BiOku1AVs72S-o3RJ94uawbYFSA32rcRVxbFB01YOAK_3PaOJIWjs2JFPcaOPh4_7VX6DKzDQ5KJWWupSETx7izEUpcpUFC2uYcgAb0LywNyH5QzKnhM9rJiGsw/s320/across.street-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102160106871716818" /></a> <span style="font-weight:bold;">The crabby little mestizo claimed to run one of these "strores". Hey, he calls them "strores", I'll call them "strores". Can't we all just get along?<br /></span><br /><br />These interlopers haven’t built anything. They don’t create. They don’t make anything better. They just take. Take and destroy. Then ask for more. Demand more. Gang-banger or store owner, they don’t realize that they only reason they exist at all is because of white “charity”. What I mean by charity is the money stolen from Whites through taxes and handed to these primitive creatures through “foreign aid” to their native lands or through social programs once they drag their stinky asses here to the former United States. Literally billions of people exist on this planet today that shouldn’t. Their existence can be traced back to some type of White charity. Now these hordes are being used to bury White people. Not only in the US either. It’s happening in most of Europe. Europe’s getting swamped with Africans, Arabs, all sorts of people that show up for the goodies and then thank us by destroying everything, raping, murdering and killing the people that they owe their existence to. Who’s behind this? That’s a topic coming up in the next week or so. It’s a long one. One we’ll need you to take notes on and then to forward to your friends. Wake them up too. Other people have pointed out that only sheer hate and evil could lead to what you see in these pictures; an entire population, Whites, replaced, removed from this area because someone despises them.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid7NezDtGXzixPLddNzh9rJjG9S2cVBAhbJvjnSDiEjYfndWysB4oKRpRqGkFfFQh4Gt_1jpyJVgMdGBs1R2DaFOqMtMQN3h6n4wa_3b19W-3qZ1cNoCaJbPehhARQdn8ljm2GE-IRY6M/s1600-h/stolen.cart.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid7NezDtGXzixPLddNzh9rJjG9S2cVBAhbJvjnSDiEjYfndWysB4oKRpRqGkFfFQh4Gt_1jpyJVgMdGBs1R2DaFOqMtMQN3h6n4wa_3b19W-3qZ1cNoCaJbPehhARQdn8ljm2GE-IRY6M/s320/stolen.cart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102164388954110946" /></a> <span style="font-weight:bold;">Don't see any White People yet. How about you?</span><br /><br />Back to the situation at hand. These pictures show the area around Western Avenue and Santa Monica boulevard. Can’t mince words. It’s a shit-hole. It’s also part of Hollywood as I mentioned earlier - although the city has dubbed part of the area “Melrose Hill”. Classy, eh? Most of Hollywood itself, East and South, resembles Central America because apparently half the population of Central America has moved here. This isn’t counting the mexicans. They’re all over the place. But if you want to really see something exotic and get a glimpse of the future your rulers have planned for you, then drop in to the area, say between Normandie and Santa Monica blvd and go West to Santa Monica blvd and Vine (Yes, that Vine St. as in Hollywood and Vine). I'm right in the middle of the stretch I just described. Huge chunks of this neighborhood are filled with short, wiry, smelly savages with tattoos advertising their membership in “Mara Salvatrucha”. That’s a gang that has members and affiliates ranging from el salvador and guatemala through mexico up into the US from L.A. to West Virginia, even DC itself. Go ahead and look them up on the net. These filthy monsters have no compunction about walking up and shooting someone, namely you, in the head, never mind robbing or raping a convenient target. They’re coming right your way too. George Bush and his masters want them to. They don’t care if you’re hurt or killed. In fact, in their minds you probably deserve it. Don’t dismiss these remarks as generic “anti-Bush” claptrap. In fact, forget about politics per se. If you have any faith or belief in either party or politicians in DC you are delusional or at the very least naive. With the exception of a couple of individuals, the crowd in DC is worthy only of hatred and scorn. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaNa9kYHjYH-jIYOFB1iKQGGJSN_gfiVVe6Rq12ZQwV2q8iMTHtbJOWUl4B8Ww7k_ZsX10usOhiXcTVf2hbO0gelXxcw5oQUlTmAdkd_OxWi6mSPNkxaCI3ufrF6F3BiPd4u4Xwv5O3Nc/s1600-h/model.american.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaNa9kYHjYH-jIYOFB1iKQGGJSN_gfiVVe6Rq12ZQwV2q8iMTHtbJOWUl4B8Ww7k_ZsX10usOhiXcTVf2hbO0gelXxcw5oQUlTmAdkd_OxWi6mSPNkxaCI3ufrF6F3BiPd4u4Xwv5O3Nc/s320/model.american.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102165308077112306" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">The FBI classifies these guys as "White" when they commit a crime. Go ahead, look it up. Do they look White to you?</span> <br /><br />I go back to taking more pictures. The filthy fraud who was so disturbed at my Jimmy Olsen routine is standing in the doorway of the store he retreated to. He has another squat mezzo next to him. They’re looking at me. I turn and look right at them. They both go back inside as I'm set to take their picture. They won’t be calling the LAPD. I haven’t broken any laws. I haven’t broken any White Man’s laws that is. They could decide to call their own version of the “Neighborhood Watch”. The type of Neighborhood Watch that looks for things like cars to break into or to steal, homes and apartments to burglarize, women to attack and rape. Stores to hit up for “protection”. I tell myself to keep my eyes peeled although I doubt anything is going to happen. They probably think I’m a cop. You cannot drop your guard around here. I see tourists wandering around Hollywood blvd. a few blocks to the North, and many of them don’t pay one bit of attention to their surroundings. No attention to the people around them, the “natives”. They’re looking at street signs, tourist attractions, but not looking at feral latinos and blacks who leer at them, sizing them up as targets. I kid you not. Pathetic. The tourists’ blithe ignorance of their surroundings is similar to the blind ignorance so many Whites show to what’s going on around them. They don’t question a damn thing or if they do, they look to TV (or maybe newspapers) for the answers. Ask the LAPD Hollywood Division how many tourists each day report a robbery that’s sometimes topped off with an ass kicking or worse. A lot goes unreported. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh4PjbBoS9fXhX26LlhKn_vPjIDbyqIDN8JRwYThx8LsPVSwJtVp7kvOCfm1kngr2FZOiJP69y5DfRnpL01Kdp_WSGtw_D4Mp5Pt01OJnuy9qFLxP7YLBorcV2SVWdsXZNiC3Rd9ncvAw/s1600-h/Crap.Stores.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh4PjbBoS9fXhX26LlhKn_vPjIDbyqIDN8JRwYThx8LsPVSwJtVp7kvOCfm1kngr2FZOiJP69y5DfRnpL01Kdp_WSGtw_D4Mp5Pt01OJnuy9qFLxP7YLBorcV2SVWdsXZNiC3Rd9ncvAw/s320/Crap.Stores.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102166304509524994" /></a> <span style="font-weight:bold;">The complainer ducked in this store. Besides not really owning a store, I'll bet he doesn't even know the owner of this vibrant example of latino commerce. <br /></span><br /><br />Look at these pictures. Do you think these “people” would be rolling so easily across our border if a conscious decision hadn’t been made allow them to do so? Do you really think the US couldn’t shut down the border in a matter of hours if it had to? Look at your representatives in DC. The overwhelming majority of the voters, meaning White People, want the borders closed down NOW. The voters want legal and illegal immigration stopped NOW! So what are they doing in DC? Figuring out how to grant amnesty and more special rights to these savages and fighting to get more and more of them in here. Quick! They aren’t breeding fast enough! Get more of them here before something happens! Before there’s a revolt!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQMQM30eQGCCsAJGWU4o1IjytI6TGgfWfhaCWFhDONZmWnvGqf7LGg1E02b1yjZ1kAdvq3LX7LxZHWmlWVERD57CqXXr8fgc65U6-VXWw77fTaDwNGYwksKajyVwBlFjzBpiSb0X1v6BY/s1600-h/cominatya.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQMQM30eQGCCsAJGWU4o1IjytI6TGgfWfhaCWFhDONZmWnvGqf7LGg1E02b1yjZ1kAdvq3LX7LxZHWmlWVERD57CqXXr8fgc65U6-VXWw77fTaDwNGYwksKajyVwBlFjzBpiSb0X1v6BY/s320/cominatya.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102169843562576914" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;"> Happy go lucky Sun People! You can feel the warmth even in pictures!</span><br /><br />The folks in charge aren’t worried about latinos or blacks having a revolt. They know these two groups can loot, burn things down, kill people. Create a lot of chaos. But they can’t take over or run things these days. Not on their own. It’s the thought of Whites waking up and engaging in revolt here and there across the country that’s chilling to the shitheeled politicians and their string-pullers. Personally, I don’t think they have much to worry about from Whites right now. Whites need their collective ass kicked along with a severe economic downturn to knock them out of their stupor. I can only hope this kick in the teeth happens sooner than later. My advice is to make sure you always have some food and water stockpiled. I also think you should forget about Gold and Silver and invest in lead. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhoqv_inFjEyqYrnAGJu_rIUL65_Jz35tFCtY22h2-elZWicIImOO85MLTtKV6BFnJIsLdIvVrzQrj9OuupuQ_o91hfiqXvqM44jvsQotQemBZHzpypRuiB-hZvb5vP1y_wvOa_KMuEmE/s1600-h/stolen.luggage.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhoqv_inFjEyqYrnAGJu_rIUL65_Jz35tFCtY22h2-elZWicIImOO85MLTtKV6BFnJIsLdIvVrzQrj9OuupuQ_o91hfiqXvqM44jvsQotQemBZHzpypRuiB-hZvb5vP1y_wvOa_KMuEmE/s320/stolen.luggage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102170865764793378" /></a> <span style="font-weight:bold;">How many homeys do you think these guys have stuffed in their stolen luggage?</span><br /><br />These pictures are indicative of much of Los Angeles AND Los Angeles County, along with a huge chunk of Orange County. This is how run down, seedy and "non-white" things have become in these areas, not just in some isolated neighborhood. This particular area isn’t anywhere near as bad as other parts of the city or areas that I have mentioned. It’s one of the “quieter” latino infested areas. At least on the main drag. You don’t stand a good chance of getting killed until the sun goes down. Then go and wander the side streets if you’re looking for action. I chose this particular neighborhood because I used to live here. Two blocks from this intersection. Back in the day, it looked like the neighborhood in “Leave it to Beaver”. I kid you not. When I was three and four years old I’d walk over to the intersection of Western and Santa Monica with my grandmother. She’d go in and out of the various stores with me in tow. I was happy to go along because I’d always get a hamburger for lunch and a comic book to take home with me. My mother would get a break at home. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivvnpcBkmzLBUwg6hDT-wyAfyEp_gsurP3PNUsrSyzmNygwIe-qSQ1tpolh7jw7uxwOTBthw4vkQpPc9Wr7ZcoHgC5ChVw_J-zHM1gG61UsgCjgBMa3ymmRffK48kmzfzKAHhulVZo_NE/s1600-h/the.place.for.music"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivvnpcBkmzLBUwg6hDT-wyAfyEp_gsurP3PNUsrSyzmNygwIe-qSQ1tpolh7jw7uxwOTBthw4vkQpPc9Wr7ZcoHgC5ChVw_J-zHM1gG61UsgCjgBMa3ymmRffK48kmzfzKAHhulVZo_NE/s320/the.place.for.music" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102171625974004786" /></a> <span style="font-weight:bold;">Oye! Dees place is better than pinche iTunes. Si mon ese vato!</span><br /><br />Now the neighborhood is filthy and dangerous. I don’t see any 60 year old White grandmothers taking 4 year old boys out for a hamburger and milkshake. Not around here. Not anywhere in Los Angeles. Not anymore. I do see a lot of fat-assed mestizas pushing baby carriages with their older cubs next to them helping out by pushing stolen shopping carts. The city schools are about 80% latino which is why they are doing so poorly. Don’t try and message me with the old “poverty is the problem” routine either. These people create poverty. This intersection is cluttered, dirty and rundown because of them. It wasn’t left this way for them. Most of them can’t get out of poverty because they simply aren’t smart enough. Look at the Mayor, Tony Villaraigosa (real last name; Villar). He’s considered one of their bright lights and he’s failed the State Bar Exam <span style="font-weight:bold;">FOUR TIMES</span>. Think any white politician could avoid being skewered by the press if he were so cognitively challenged? Of course not. Only so many of these people can become boxers or soccer stars. The rest can dig ditches and continue with their digging of White America’s grave through social service dependence, rape, robbery and murder. Too many Whites look at these people with pity. Too many brainwashed Whites want to “help”. Too many Whites are worried about being “liked” by these people. Being liked by everyone. Hey, let me tell you something: it doesn’t matter what you do, what you give them. They DON’T like you. Never will. They have scorn and disrespect for Whites because they are so easily able to walk in here and take and take and take from Whites who offer no resistance. Their presence here is them spitting in your face. What are you going to do about it? <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcg1LeF4idM-DABCUH1zey57-7tsmwz80VOVhKaGY9ong30VMd4o-6vLuAGL-EUab62JGDGLVEhR9uwdNUGMvGVq9_-z3ls-va5X3ehAX2fLvJpMX0zdJZp5Q7Eb5y1QjyB51FL6cL9Nw/s1600-h/Flowers.for.Americas.Funeral.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcg1LeF4idM-DABCUH1zey57-7tsmwz80VOVhKaGY9ong30VMd4o-6vLuAGL-EUab62JGDGLVEhR9uwdNUGMvGVq9_-z3ls-va5X3ehAX2fLvJpMX0zdJZp5Q7Eb5y1QjyB51FL6cL9Nw/s320/Flowers.for.Americas.Funeral.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102172807090011202" /></a> <span style="font-weight:bold;">Cheap flowers for White America's Funeral. <br /></span><br /><br />I'll post more pictures over the coming days and weeks. The material is endless out here. The time we have to take care of the problems facing our people is not.<br /><br />*I never capitalize the first letter in the names of latin American countries - or other races. When "they" start capitalizing the "W" in White when describing the White Race (as they do for every other group) then maybe I'll change my mind. But I doubt it.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940421575622772206.post-90818660101096131032007-08-18T21:54:00.000-07:002007-08-25T14:05:17.467-07:00Red Light, Green Light!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbMHz2s4hNCRWasUmw5SMfkAp2izVKDp6ahv8Ly0eVbNWzVfJ48SP069ynSxGqezoXjYqa9XD0Mr4Q1pHdv1u597ZiLgxVLL9qBk1IOO1ECk7WKlZPiiAjyQn3sAvnUbvCfmwc3pDDtp8/s1600-h/mccain.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbMHz2s4hNCRWasUmw5SMfkAp2izVKDp6ahv8Ly0eVbNWzVfJ48SP069ynSxGqezoXjYqa9XD0Mr4Q1pHdv1u597ZiLgxVLL9qBk1IOO1ECk7WKlZPiiAjyQn3sAvnUbvCfmwc3pDDtp8/s320/mccain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100273314853682034" /></a><br /><br />Slow. S-l-o-w. S…l…o…w. I’m not talking about traffic. I’m talking about the non-white shuffle. You guys out there in the various parts of the former US that suffer the scourge of “multiculuralism”, you guys know what I mean. The shuffle. To be more precise, the black and brown shuffle. Never is it more proudly demonstrated than when these jagoffs walk across the street. Whoa, I mean shuffle across the street. Maybe if I said the way they drag themselves across the street might it be a better description. Most people in large and midsize cities in the US have seen this phenomena in action in crosswalks and on not too few an occasion, <span style="font-weight:bold;">jaywalkers</span> of color treat people to this demonstration of power and control. No need for lights or a crosswalk. When I say power and control, I mean power and control in whatever passes for a mind in these people. <br /><br />Say you're out for a drive, and the light turns red at an intersection. You pull to a stop. The pedestrians walk across the street in normal fashion when they see the "walk" sign flash. White pedestrians that is. Then the “don’t walk” signs start flashing. “Don’t Walk” is apparently the cue for a mexican or black to show you who’s boss. The “don’t walk” signal means the flag is up, and they can now begin what at first might appear to be a laborious trek across the street. The pace is excruciatingly slow in order to guarantee that traffic will be held up until the esteemed-up mini-minds make it to the other side. The pace is also slow to show all those fuckers - meaning you white people in your goddamn cars - who’s boss. Slow. Very s-l-o-w. All the better for everyone in their cars to <span style="font-weight:bold;">actually see knuckles dragging across asphalt</span>. Yep, they sure show us. Show us that at least some of the material in the <span style="font-weight:bold;">“Bell Curve”</span> is correct. <br /><br />I wasn’t going to post anything today, but things changed after a Saturday expedition to Venice Beach to take some pictures. Pictures that I will post to this blog at some point this week. Driving to and from Venice I managed to see the non-white shuffle demonstrated at least 15 times. On a couple of occasions I had a front row seat. The urge to hit the gas and make the evening news was extremely strong. But I need to hold out and be ready for the Big One. I’m not talking about an earthquake, I’m talking about the inevitable collapse and chaos that are going to hit. A good chunk of the people I know, the white people, roll their eyes, deny it, tell me I’m wrong. Tell me things will get worse, but it’s just the way things are. They’re the folks who will be taken out right away. Ever see the original feature film version of <span style="font-weight:bold;">“The War of the Worlds”</span>? Remember the three guys who put a white flag on a stick and march toward the Martian ship and get flash fried? That’s what will happen to the folks in denial. Now, the folks who do think the turds are going to hit the climate control, they are getting ready, little by little. I was a sheeple too, but at some point you have to face reality. However, as usual, I digress. More on the Second Civil War to come in another post. Honestly, there’s so much info to get out there I hope other people put up some blogs on L.A. and this other crap going on. We are at war people! Not all wars are on battlefields. But like I said, that’s for another post, another day. <br /><br />Back to the non-white shuffle. Yeah, I know some of it is due to so many blacks and browns having asses that would put hippos to shame, and that makes it hard for them to move at all unless there’s a free handout in sight. That aside, a huge percentage of these animals in pants delight in screwing things up just to screw things up. In their minds, they’re stars, grabbing the same kind of attention their favorite rap stars are able to capture. On some levels, they just might be right. Like I said, I wasn’t going to post anything today, but observing this ritual that is such a constant among the darker people in Los Angeles (and Oakland, Detroit, NY and other places I’ve been) got me going. I’ve had some occasions where I knew there were no cops around and I buzzed some of these self absorbed manimals. Their reactions are usually hilarious. A few even think that they can run and keep up with a car. If you have any stories to share about this type of thing, post them in the comments and I’ll make sure everyone can read them. Not much of a post for the day, but like I said, it was unplanned. Like everything else, the blacks and browns screw up the simple act of crossing the street. No order. No order in africa (not capitalized, I know) or mexico (yep, not capitalized). There's no order because of the peoples that live in these places. Now we have no order in L.A. Take a look at who and what lives here. I rest my case for today.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940421575622772206.post-31787028939674879482007-08-17T23:18:00.000-07:002007-09-02T23:33:07.079-07:00Bon Apetit!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx2jGzt4_2FmHq6pLbZ3eoEmnXOGTkCkDs3ik24eHCGEBvg0gJZh38Ux20bm7pGiJ6J_5fTEPzZy-sNviFJfSGQwoqpBuEabFx83kp_upc55q40CJlxPWAZNlSMTV1rWWecTG2A12wfyw/s1600-h/PH2006082101487.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx2jGzt4_2FmHq6pLbZ3eoEmnXOGTkCkDs3ik24eHCGEBvg0gJZh38Ux20bm7pGiJ6J_5fTEPzZy-sNviFJfSGQwoqpBuEabFx83kp_upc55q40CJlxPWAZNlSMTV1rWWecTG2A12wfyw/s320/PH2006082101487.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099927746080013138" /></a><br />The whole multi-cult mess affects the health of the real citizens of the United States in so many ways I don’t know where to start. It’s fairly obvious that the people in charge are using germ warfare against white people in the US via the importation of disease ridden creatures from South of the border and other horrid areas of the third world. You’re definitely not going to see much about the rise in third world diseases from the MSM. What is the MSM? Main Stream Media. Television and newspapers. The mainstream media in general seeks to hide and misrepresent info in order to avoid what they consider controversial material. In other words, they avoid facts. Among the methods they use are avoiding questions that should be asked, thus they avoid answers that need to be spoken. That’s the rule on tv, that’s the rule in newspapers.<br /><br />Newspapers. Pure crap. In L.A. we have the Daily News, a small paper that at one point was what some might consider a fairly right wing publication geared toward the San Fernando Valley section of the city. It’s been co-opted, and is now another ass-wipe rag dedicated to cheerleading the destruction of America and white people via the importation of immigrants who have no allegiance to their new place of residence. It does this by constantly running stories about immigrants who are patriotic, working their way up, better than any of the people that used to comprise the “old America”. Same crap we see in every paper and news magazine in the US. The “big gun” newspaper here in town is the LA(tino) Times, which has been battling the NY Times for a couple of decades to see which paper can be the most anti-white bird-cage liner in the former United States. Basically, the paper fawns over blacks, hispanics, all non-whites in fact, homosexuals and seemingly can’t cram enough adoring stories about jews into its pages. These people are all so vibrant, hard working and productive I’m surprised the Times hasn't flat out asked all the straight white males out there to commit suicide - right now - just to get it over with. The paper's hatred of ordinary whites is so obvious it’s scary. A couple of weeks ago, the Times ran a gem of a story about the plight of an element of the government’s new favorite “minority”. It was a story about poor, discriminated against mexican taco vendors in New Orleans. Written by affirmative action hiree Miguel Bustillo, it was a sob-story that blamed racism for officials in the Big Easy attempting to shut down unlicensed taco carts. Among the long litany of complaints voiced by illegal alien, social program abusing mexicans are rules set up to help ensure the health of New Orleans’ residents. According to komrade Bustillo:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">“The vendors were given only 10 days before they’d be cited for breaking the new law. It requires any mobile vendor selling cooked food to offer customers restrooms and washing stations—things a taco truck clearly cannot…”</span><br /><br />I have to agree that the rules are discriminatory in that they expect mexicans to wash their hands or even bother to find a restroom to relieve themselves. Soap? Toilets? We don’t need no stinking toilets! Anyone who has been around these people, works with them as I do, can tell you that like a lot of blacks, a huge percentage of them consider hand washing a bizarre custom that is only to be practiced amongst the more advanced peoples of the planet, but certainly not among their own. The white guys at my place of employment dread entering the toilet facilities if a few of the ‘mexicans’ or ‘brothers’ have gotten to them first. Those of you who have already felt the kiss of diversity at work or school know why. I learned all about the paleolithic toilet habits of blacks and hispanics by the time I’d finished first grade at one of the center city gulags in Los Angeles called a public elementary school. For those of you who still work amongst bonafide human beings, maybe the feelings of misgiving among the lighter employees here are a mystery…<br /><br /> In a nutshell, most latinos (and blacks) seem to have an innate urge to befoul, to destroy any restroom, any toilet facility. They manage to “miss” while standing at urinals. They will miss the bowl at a commode while urinating. They won’t miss anything else however. They’ll forget to raise the seat, all the better to give it a full coat of urine. Toilet paper, used and unused will be all over the floors, stopping up toilets, draped over the stalls, plugging up the sinks. On occasion feces will be resting on toilet seats or fermenting in a toilet jammed with newspaper, wrappers, coffee cups, topped off with cigarette butts. Of course there will be no paper towels left in the dispenser. There will be plenty of soap, as the mexicans avoid it like the plague. Soap’s for whitey. As an added bonus it appears that every trip to the restroom for a mexican is an excuse to add more graffiti to the walls. By this point, I’m sure you can see where the nickname “latrino” came from. Keep in mind I’m writing about mexicans and other latinos born and raised in the US. The recent arrivals are even worse in some ways. Which brings me back to the story about the taco carts.<br /><br /> If you ever get the chance to visit L.A., head downtown (during daylight hours only) or go have a look around MacArthur Park - again, daylight only and only in a group of five or more. Five or more men. Once you’re in the heart of the capital of Latin America, watch the taco cart vendors (in fact any of the food vendors) in action. If it’s time to “go”, they’ll give hygeine a nod by turning away from the cart toward the gutter. All the better to face traffic while unzipping and letting go with a torrent carrying God-knows-what illnesses from the third world hell-holes of Latin America. Then they’ll zip up, wipe their hands on their shirt or pants, reach into the cart, grab some tortillas and start whipping up shrimp tacos a la carte for one and all. Bare-handed. Bon apetit.<br /><br /> Komrade Bustillo is aware of this. Considering latino hygiene it’s a good bet he probably has one of the scariest keyboards in all of “journalism”. His hands are probably as germ encrusted as those of the mexicans and other latinos who now man all stations at fast food establishments in Los Angeles. Hopefully the poor whites who have to rewrite his stories do so on their own computers and don’t have to lay a hand on his. <br /><br /> Now all of this has me thinking of what’s happened to fast food establishments in Los Angeles. Where do I start? In L.A. today, no teenage white youngster has much of a chance of getting a job at one of these places during the summer or for after school employment. Most of the managers are latino and will OPENLY state that they hire only their own. I’ll get into the “El Jefe” mentality of these simple minded surly dumbfucks from South of the former border in another post. They are comically authoritarian when put in charge of anything, including work crews at Jack-In-The-Box. Not that their authoritarianism gets very much get done correctly. It’s all about posturing and preening, showing machismo while yelling at some moronic Guatemalan about how much catsup to spray on a hamburger bun. But I digress. I rarely eat at fast food establishments these days because of several episodes of lower GI problems that occurred after having lunch at Del Taco or Mickey D’s. Problems no doubt caused by Maria and Mario adding bacteria from the old country along with crotch and crack flakes to my Burrito or Big Mac. <br /><br />There was one time I ended up so sick I had to go to the hospital. A doctor there told me that it was “out of control” in Los Angeles in terms of food poisoning as a result of latino workers not washing their hands or wearing gloves. He said the parasite that gave me that particular case of dysentery came from “Mexicans not washing their hands after defecating.” He said the parasite was “native” to lovely May-hee-co. Earlier that day I had been enjoying a Burrito Supreme from Taco Bell. A few hours later I was trapped in rush hour traffic while trying to get home and the internal alarm bells for my bowels began to go off. I could tell I had less than four minutes before massive system failure. I pulled onto the shoulder of the freeway, zipped past the unmoving traffic and careened down the off-ramp and into Griffith Park. Flying down the road, I desperately looked for a public restroom or some tall bushes when I saw an Andy Gump (portable toilet) in a small parking lot to my left. The lot had about a dozen cars in it. All with men sitting in them or standing around, staring at each other and the passing traffic the way a cat stares out the window when sitting in a house. When you see this in certain parks in L.A., you are witnessing a gathering of queers. Faggots love to hang out in various places and look for anonymous sex. I guess it’s their way of sharing the love. And AIDS, herpes, syphilis, gonorrhea, crabs and god knows what else these bizarre creatures carry. (That anyone can say that homos are normal with a straight face is hilarious in and of itself) Back to the story: I whipped a U-turn that looked like it belonged in a Die-Hard movie and bounced into the parking lot. The faggots all jumped. I grabbed some napkins from the door pocket while screeching to a stop. Always keep napkins in your car - public restrooms in LA are notoriously short on toilet paper. I leapt from the car, sprinted to the Andy Gump and ripped the door open. If it had been occupied I would have torn the door open and yanked whoever was inside out of the cubicle and face-first into the lot. <br /><br /> Inside the cramped, smelly port-a-potty was Los Angeles in a nutshell. First off, you had to stand/squat to use the toilet. There’s no way you could sit down as the seat had already received the same “treatment” as the facilities at work. I won’t describe the effects of the tainted Burrito, but suffice it to say it took me several minutes to recover from an explosion that rivaled the Challenger Space Shuttle disaster. While catching my breath, I took a look around the cubicle and could see it was covered with mexican hieroglyphics, more commonly referred to as graffiti. From floor to ceiling, on the ceiling, you name it. Everywhere: 18th Street. Frogtown. WhiteFence. La Raza. Por vida…Gang names, slogans, cholos professing love to their whore girlfriends. You name it, it was on every surface. It’s ironic that the scrawls adorned a toilet facility that is cleaner than any of the homes these savages come from, never mind being far nicer and cleaner than the entire country of mexico. ((I never capitalize the “m” in mexico. It doesn’t deserve it))<br /><br /> While recovering from the horrendous evacuation, I heard footsteps approach. Someone tugged gently on the door. I shouted “Occupied!” to send them elsewhere. Then they tapped on the door! Yep. Fag. “Go away you cocksucker or I’ll break your fucking neck!” I could hear the homo wander away while muttering “asshole”. I’m a big lug (6’3” 235, not fat) so I’m not ever worried about fighting with some homo. Yeah, there’s the stories out there about tough fags etc. They’re all urban legends. <br /><br /> Once I felt all the danger had passed, I took care of business and stepped outside. Several fruits were leaning on a fence about 40 feet away. They looked at me. I stopped, stared at them, they turned away. I went to my car, hopped in and roared off. Little did I know that by the time I got home my guts would again be out of control. They were under siege by an invader from mexico but I didn’t know it at the time. Kind of the same way White Americans are the targets of a war against them by their rulers but don’t realize it. Yet. Later that night I was in the hospital, horribly ill. The next day is when the doctor told me my guts had been housing a visitor from mexico and that the problem was absolutely dire in L.A. and in fact in throughout all of Southern California. Not only food borne problems but TB, Chagas, and so on. But no one will admit or talk about it. Can’t offend the replacement population America’s rulers are putting in place. Low IQ’s, uneducated and for the most part ineducable, placated with low level work and government handouts, carrying diseases eliminated in white nations. That’s why they’re filling the US with these people. They could never topple any real power. Look at Mexico or anywhere in Latin America for that matter. These “natives” talk a lot about machismo, fighting, revolution and they are violent, but they aren’t crap when it comes to revolution for real. They’re only good when someone puts a ring through their nose and leads them along. Perfect slaves for the new millennium. Their toughness is only evident when they are in a group that far outnumbers their target(s). <br /><br /> So much of the endless stream of negative stories and facts about these vibrant people are hidden, never make the mainstream media, that it's clear that there is an agenda at work. Anyway, using the floor for a toilet is but one of the vibrant traditions and innovations these people bring to America. Don’t forget, the people running the media and the government want you to look at these folks as your betters. Look at how they treat their savage offspring in the schools and compare how they’re treated as opposed to how your children are treated in school. But that’s another rant for another day. Keep all this in mind next time you pull into Jack in the Box and order a big juicy Ultimate Cheeseburger from a worker with an accent that makes the old Jose Jimenez character sound like Laurence Olivier.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940421575622772206.post-91109653683230148642007-08-16T19:58:00.000-07:002007-08-25T14:10:18.378-07:00Here we go!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhWIcuTk1r0zlwlEn1izsWk8Q0KiGWC4gRDtJj5yMk_gFKSiNQbqQAGlBQSd8Gs1LUEWJtA_2U6qswpnhaC8r3VHlntpezfqOxnwgoO_16ESE8vuy115_8mSaI5H6yqZGb4j8VhSPffV0/s1600-h/beaners_mexican_thugs.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhWIcuTk1r0zlwlEn1izsWk8Q0KiGWC4gRDtJj5yMk_gFKSiNQbqQAGlBQSd8Gs1LUEWJtA_2U6qswpnhaC8r3VHlntpezfqOxnwgoO_16ESE8vuy115_8mSaI5H6yqZGb4j8VhSPffV0/s320/beaners_mexican_thugs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099497871393291074" /></a><br />The company I work for is owned by a middle aged white guy who thinks he has all the angles covered when it comes to the PC (Politically Correct) constraints small companies are saddled with in California. White-owned companies that is. Sure this guy has his wife (she's white) listed as the majority shareholder/owner, so he's got the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">51% minority and/or female</span></span> ownership/management requirement covered for certain city and state jobs, but the more frightening part of the company structure is the management, which in fact<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"> is</span> mostly minority. It's majority minority because it helps ensure special tax breaks and an even better chance at those certain city and state jobs. Specifically, the management is hispanic, black and homo, three of the favorite "aggrieved" groups here in what used to be known as the USA. You can't imagine the outrage, misery and unintentional comedy that occurs with this mix of surly self-centered creatures. <br /><br />As if the management situation isn’t enough, there’s the mix of employees. It’s no exaggeration to say it’s a small core of White male employees holding the whole mess together. One big problem - for the people destroying the US - is that some of us white guys have woken up to the problems, and have been able to identify the people responsible this dire situation. While some people are born to question everything, others have been hit over the head hard enough by reality to wake up, which also means that somewhere there has been a breakdown in the brainwashing. As awareness grows, so does resentment. It doesn’t help the situation at work right now (or in this once great city). One guy sees the signs of the company eventually hitting the iceberg so he goes on the job hunt and bails as soon as something turns up. Another sees the entire state is going under and he packs the trailer and gets the family out of the third world enclave that Southern California has become. Our humble little company actually mimics the state in terms of “population” and “government”. <br /><br />Diversity along with the immigration mess makes everything harder. These two problems add levels of difficulty to all areas of living that would not be present if racists and traitors in the US Govt. hadn’t been able to pass the Immigration Act of 1965. Believe me, that bill has had deadly effects on all aspects of life in the US and helped set up our problems with illegal immigration to boot. Since then, everything has become more difficult. To kick things off, I'll start out slow with a minor incident courtesy of multiculturalism. One recent morning I needed to call a courier service to pick up some documents and a product sample to take to a firm in Century City. From the accent coming over the phone, it’s obvious the person on the other end of the line is “hispanic”. I tell her <span style="font-weight:bold;">who I am and where I am calling from</span>. I tell her what I need picked up and where it’s going. <span style="font-weight:bold;">I tell her it’s a rush</span>. For those of you who live or work in Los Angeles, the following will come as no surprise. “Wha’s jor name again?” I tell her. “Ho-kay. We’re pickin’ up from Culver City and going to ju.” No, you’re picking up from me and going to Century City. “Awright. Now whad are we picking up, a packashe, right?” Yes. “Ok. Wha’s jor name again?” I tell her. Again. “Is dees rush or reg-uh-lar?” While I feel like asking her what the Hell was she doing when I was giving her all the info the first time - while she was saying “yeah” and “uh-huh” - I let it go. Why drag things out? It’s a rush and I have to get things moving, now! As time goes by, you’ll soon see enough examples that will prove the terms “rush” and “now” don’t exist in the vocabularies of most blacks and hispanics, they don’t even exist as ideas unless they are committing a robbery, murder or engaging in sex or a rape. In those situations, they quickly develop their own concept of “now” and “rush”.<br /><br /> Anyhow, my problem with the hispanic dispatcher is minor compared to more pressing problems I’ll have at work that day, never mind in the other aspects of my life in this nightmarish city. Those of you not in the mecca of multi-cult probably don’t see things like an inattentive, barely speaks English dispatcher as much of a problem. But you will. Because you will have to go through it. More and more often, until you’re dealing with this type of thing no matter what you do or wherever you go throughout your day. This is the way the country is headed. For now, anyway. Things must get worse before they get better. When the mutli-cult diversity mess hits your town and workplace, the irritating incidents will occur at an ever increasing rate. It starts to happen to you 10, then 20, then 30 times a day during various transactions. You will become at the very least a little unsettled, I guarantee it. <br /><br />35 minutes later the driver from the courier service shows up. I was alerted to his presence because I could hear someone in the front office speaking with him. That someone is our receptionist, Shanaenae, an overweight starch addicted angry black woman who is perpetually bored with work and irritated with anything that doesn’t involve her being able to get away from her desk to find something to eat. Shanaenae is able to answer the phone in perfect English and transfer calls. Any other words out of her mouth besides “hello” when answering the phone are uttered in ebonics. She also does some filing. It’s always mixed up and wrong, but hey, she’s a two-fer; black and female. The driver is a 35 year old, squat mexican. He's barely 5 ft tall and looks as if he were cut out of sun-baked mud. This "courier" literally speaks no English. The mexican emits some sort of stuttering noise, directing it at Shanaenae who sits behind the counter; “K-k-kcchwaan”. Shanaenae tilts her buffalo head lower and stares daggers at the sputtering mestizo. “Wachoo want?” He’s grinning, but his eyes show is he half embarrassed, half angry that he has to deal with a <span style="font-weight:bold;">mayate</span>. Even worse, a female mayate. “Mayate” is a term used by mexicans as a slur against blacks. The mexicans here at work have informed me that “mayate” is more insulting than the dreaded “n-word”, that it’s “…even <span style="font-weight:bold;">better</span> to use than <span style="font-weight:bold;">nigger</span>!” <br /><br />Back to the standoff. The mexican holds up a piece of paper with chicken scratches. “Yo... me… go seh… seh…”. Shanaenae is losing what little patience she has for non-food related business. No doubt she was just about to waddle to the kitchen for another free bagel, motherfucker! The whole scene is made funnier because the hapless taco-bender’s shirt has a name patch that says “William”. William? This motherfucker might be named “Guillermo”, which is William in Spanish. But I doubt it. He probably murdered the real William a few nights ago when he and his buddies were knocking over a 7-11 to supplement their salaries and social services handouts. Shanaenae wants some answers. “Wachoo want? I ain’ got all day” The mexican considers the question for a few seconds. He understands! “K-k-kcchwaan!” Having dealt with non English speaking savages for years, at this point, I know what he’s trying to say. That’s when I, Bwana Devil, step forward. “You looking for John?” “Si!” Christ. He can’t even say “yes”. However, I can understand that “K-k-kchwaan” means “John” - or more likely “Juan” to this dunderhead. I look at Shanaenae, she’s shaking her head as she turns away, exposing the mexican and I to a massive, steatopygian ass that threatens to burst through a far too tight skirt. <br /><br />I tell the little indio I’m John. I go to my desk, grab the packages and take them to the shining representative of the vibrant “New America” being created by the monsters that hate White people.”Here you go, Billy.” He’s really confused. Billy? What the fuck does that mean? Hurry up? Date prisa? Date prisa (dah-tay pree-sah) means hurry up in Spanish. The packages have printed labels. He looks at them. Then looks at his piece of paper with the chicken scratches. Then back at the labels. Then back at his note. Then he looks up at me, as if waiting for the Shaman to wave his mighty magic stick and make the whole thing easier. I’ve been through these bizarre situations so many times I don’t care what happens. If the courier company calls later to tell me “William” is lost, I’ll tell them to get one of their snazzy “bi-lingual representatives” to help William find his way around. I take a look back as I leave the front office. Shanaenae has left her desk and William is staring at me, the same way a dog abandoned on a street corner might do as he watches his owner drive away. Yep. The new slave class for the racist hypocrites that have destroyed America. What a way to kick off the first 45 minutes of the workday. <br /><br />I understand that this is a long rambling set-up, and I haven’t even gotten started. I should mention that the people I’ve described so far in this long post are among the most competent, the cream of the crop of the “vibrant” peoples that are flooding America by legal and illegal immigration or in the case of most blacks, their high birthrate alone. The US “government” does its part and subsidizes black and latino mothers, whether dad is around or not, whether he works or not. The latinos especially play the game of “not being married” even if they are, to further enlarge their monthly bag of loot from Uncle Sam. Loot paid for by white taxpayers. Throughout “black” and “brown” America, we now have huge areas of public housing, Section 8 housing or Voucher housing. Truth be told, any and all of these types of housing are federally funded incubators. <br /><br />The posts here will hopefully improve as I gain some experience. I know the situation here in L.A. and throughout most of America will only get worse. For now, anyway. The whole mess is eventually going to grind to a halt and collapse. For those of you in the same boat as those of us here in L.A., I hope this blog helps you blow off some steam. If you have some good stories, go ahead and put them in the comments. Anything good will be posted for all to read.<div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2