Showing posts with label Mexicans. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mexicans. Show all posts

April 14, 2008

I'll Be Back

I'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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

November 27, 2007

WHAT CAN BROWN DO FOR YOU?



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.

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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.

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.

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.

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.

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”.

“I’d like a quarter pounder on its own - not the meal, just the sandwich.”
“Ju wan’ the meal? Get a larsh fries…”
“Just the sandwich, with a double-cheeseburger, on its own.”
“Ju wan’ the meal for the cheece-burgar?”
“On its own.”

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 and 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 OUR people down the road? What about OUR children? I don’t give a shit about these interlopers and neither should any other White person who’s capable of independent, rational thought.

I take a look to the side and see the two, loud talking, fat assed black women are busy at the register.

“You make sure everythin’ is right befo’ you call mah numbah!”

The beandog at the counter laughs.

“Ha ha Hell! I hope you unnerstan English. Last time I was heah the girl didn’t unnerstan shit.”

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.

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.

“Large iced tea.”

“HI-C. Hoo-kay.” He starts ringing it up.

“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.

“Hi…”.

“Iced tea.”

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.

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.

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.

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.

My coworkers finally join me at the table.

“Are you sure you don’t want to get something to eat?”

“Very sure.”

“You know you’re going to get hungry watching us eat.”

“Not bloody likely.”

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?

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:


1. 40% of all workers in L.A. County (L.A. County has over 10 million
people) are working for cash and not paying taxes. This is because they are predominantly illegal immigrants, working without a green card.

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.

2. 95% of warrants for murder in Los Angeles are for illegal aliens. Seems higher than that! Go here and have a look. You can hardly find anything that isn't latrino.

3. 75% of people on the most wanted list in Los Angeles are illegal aliens. No, it’s higher. Again, have a look.

4. 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. 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.

5. Nearly 25% of all inmates in California detention centers are Mexican nationals here illegally. 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?

6. Over 300,000 illegal aliens in Los Angeles County are living in garages. That's all?

7. The FBI reports half of all gang members in Los Angeles are most likely illegal aliens from south of the border. 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%.

8. Nearly 60% of all occupants of HUD properties in LA are illegal. Toss in the “anchor babies” and it’s worse.

9. 21 radio stations in L.A. are Spanish speaking. Yeah, and they have names like “93.9 la Raza”.

10. In L.A.County 5.1 million people speak English. 3.9 million speak Spanish (10.2 million people in L.A.County). 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”.

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.

How about some more? Less than 2% of illegal aliens are picking our crops but 29% are on welfare. 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.

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 “OPEN” open season on Whites instead of the unacknowledged “open season” on Whites it’s been for the last 40 years or so.

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]. You think it’s gotten better the last 10 years?

The lifetime fiscal impact (taxes paid minus services used) for the average adult mexican immigrant is a NEGATIVE, 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.

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.

Well, can’t stop now. What else has brown done for us?

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.

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.
Natural Republicans! If the neocons say so, it must be true!

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.
It's the second Gold Rush! How much can they grab before Whitey's pockets are completely empty?

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.
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?

***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.


Thanks for reading. I'll be back later to fix any typos etc from banging it out too quick - as usual.

Big Effer

October 04, 2007

ROGUES GALLERY

Been 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.

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.

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 are 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.

The Mayor of Los Angeles, Antonio Villaraigosa. He's failed the State Bar Exam four times. Does your mayor have credentials like this?

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).

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).

The mayor knows which side his tortilla is buttered on.

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.

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.

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 at the same time she was boffing the mayor. 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.

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.

Speaker 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.

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, Antonio Villaraigosa was the best man! 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”?

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://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nYOMJf7XOek 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: http://ccir.net/AUDIO/TakeoverOfAmericaCD/15.mp3. 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.

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 some reason, the news media ignores this. That’s because L.A. sucks. It's also because Whites don't run the media.

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?

Fabian and Mirthala Salinas. She's his best friend's girl AND his girl at the same time.

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 who is getting the most attention. To the mind of the beaner, whoever is getting attention is the one who’s getting the nookie. 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.

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?

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 knows 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.

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.

Big Effer

September 22, 2007

LIGHTS! CAMERA! INACTION!

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))

Larry Eugene Phillips and Emil Matasareanu. The infamous North Hollywood Bank Robbers. They should have directed their fire at the mexicans in the area.

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 )


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.

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. The message is in English. Hilarious. It should be in Spanish or at least Spanglish. 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/

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.

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: http://www.qstartech.com/user_applications/graffiti.html 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”: ( http://www.qstartech.com/user_applications/theft.html ) 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.

Mexican cultural icons at work in LA.

Nebraska! Bean Doggers smelling up the Heartland.

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. YOU ARE PAYING THE THIRD WORLDERS TO REPLACE YOU.

Busy doing the work White Americans don't want to do.


Nobody remembers the Alamo anymore. No White Americans that is. These guys are busy making sure they get it right next time.

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.

“Problem. Reaction. Solution.” (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 LOOK 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.

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 EXCEPT 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?

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 Professor Kevin MacDonald’s 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?

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.

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.

Philo squares off against the burrito rollers.

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”.

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.

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”.

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.

Bush (left) and Chertoff (right) meet to discuss new methods to more quickly fill the US with third world animals.

A few quick questions:

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?

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 we are the ones who will be watched.

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. Hermano Grande is watching you.

September 18, 2007

THE PIPPLE'S COURT - Part III



(continued from 9/11)


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.

“Look at how expensive the food is here. You think I have anything left after that?”

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.

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.

The African Nomad looks at me and then my food. “Ahm really hungry.”

“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 they might have to get involved or they might see something “bad”. 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.

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.

“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.

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 Anally Injected Death Serum 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.

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.

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 did drive the car and was the lookout, he did NOT 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”.

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.

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.

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.

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.

“C’mon, lesgo!” It’s the security guard.

“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.

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?

I get up and walk away and there’s a scramble for my table.

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.


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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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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. ALL of them have city or county jobs, 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.

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 AND 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.

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 MTA. The Metropolitan Transit Authority, although in L.A. it really stands for the “Mexican Transport Authority” 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 isn’t 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.

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?”

He starts to lose his grin. “The instructions you were given when you called in. You did call in, you heard the recording, correct?”

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.”

“First day? What do you mean by ‘first day’?”

“Selection. I didn’t think I’d be working 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.”

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.

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.

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.

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…

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 thanks for threatening me and hating my blog. If you made it this far, thanks for reading.