"Snag" wrote:
Billy wrote:

You know what you are? I'll leave you to fill in the blank.
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- Billy

Yup , it sure sounds like I'm a racist . But then you don't live where I
do , you haven't seen what I've seen , and you haven't experienced what I've
experienced . Most of the black people I know are fine upstanding citizens .
Some of them aren't . Most of the White and Hispanic people I know are also
fine upstanding citizens too , and some aren't .
Scum is scum , no matter what color their skin is . It's just that there's
a higher proportion of that behavior in a certain segment of the population
here , and they use their race to perpetuate the myth of "poor mistreated
us" .
That same neighbor said "I hate you because you're white , I hate ALL
white people." the very first time he laid eyes on me . Kinda set the tone
, I'd say . Didn't matter to him that we bought his son a bicycle (while HE
was in prison) because he was the only kid on the block that didn't have one
, he couldn't get past race ... that same guy assaulted and tried to kill me
at a later date , because I said something he didn't like . Gee , I wonder
if I shoulda just turned the other cheek , so to speak .
--
Snag
Nah , I shoulda popped a cap on his ass .

Hmm... I will probably regret writing this in this day and age where free
speech is limited.

In many ways I agree with snag. Living in an area where where whites and
blacks lived for a time next to each other. When I was a kid my
neighborhood was almost all white. One mile away was the infamous eight
mile road that was almost all Black. Those societies was only one mile
apart and yet amazingly dramatically different. The black is race in my
book is a cursed race, a very violent race.

When I was ten years old, my school took us to Belle Island, a nice park in
in Detroit. Me and a friend named jack, rented a tandem bicycle. As we were
riding a school bus pulled up and about six black kids a little older than
Me and Jack bolted from the Bus and ran straight for us. I said to Jack,
peddle! Peddle fast! I was on the back of the bike and those black hands
with outstretched fingers were inches from grabbing my back. We succeeded
in out running them. Never again would I be in such an area unless I was in
a large group of friends.

A friend a few years later a friend had his home broken into. His dog, a
german Shepard was choking and the basement window was broken out. The vet
pulled a black finger out of the dogs throat.

While going to Wayne State University, a University located in Detroit was
like a little oasis in the middle of a desert. The expressway was closed
for repair, I took the off ramp and got lost in a black neighborhood.
Several blacks noticed me and started throwing bricks and rocks at my car.
Again fortunate to drive off quickly and found a main road.

Sometimes I took the bus home from the university. The bus system then was
separated into inner city use only and for city to city. I always took the
city to city bus and was almost always white. On two different occasions I
saw a gang of blacks kill a white person as the bus drove by in Detroit.
Each case the white person was alone.

When I was a kid I use to ride my bike through the northern neighborhoods
without problems. One of the cities was increasingly becoming populated by
blacks. When I was in my thirties a black gang started to chase me. Then I
laughed and pedaled faster once again that reminded me of Belle Island.

I moved out of the city fourteen years ago just before the housing collapse
and moved to the safety of the city. I still worked in the city for another
thirteen years. The housing collapse allowed blacks to escape the confines
of Detroit. I could hear gun fire every night. Some coworker were beaten in
front of their own home. When I saw gangs of blanks walking in the middle
of the street, I would drive several blocks out of my way to avoid them.
When going home late from work at midnight I could see gangs with baseball
bats in hand as they walked in front of my work window. They were not going
to play baseball. The local cities removed all basketball nets from the
parks because of blacks shooting whites for the use of the hoops. One rule
was never ever look a black person in the eye. They would immediately say
in a hostile tone "What are you looking at".

I have never ever been robbed or beaten by anyone white or black. I always
kept an eye on my surroundings. I did not and do not like living in fear.

I know not all blacks are violent or stupid. I have met at spoke with many
intelligent blacks at Wayne State University. But in my opinion they are
far from the norm.

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As I said in my presupposition the black race is a cursed race. For most of
my life I have and still regularly take injections of testosterone stemming
from a pituitary tumor that controls the sex glands. For that I have a
biased belief.

High testosterone can causes one to become very strong very athletic. High
levels of testosterone can cause one to become quick to anger, rage and
violence. High levels of testosterone can increase ones desire for sex and
an increase in promiscuity and breakups of the family unit. High levels of
testosterone can cause one to become more active and more agitated to sit
still, therefore one does not learn as much in a sitting environment of the
class room.

Am I a racist? I voted for Obama, I want a better world for my self and
others including the Black race, I know I can say the phrase "African
American" instead of "Black" but do not. I have nothing against the blacks,
I wish them well.

Is it wrong for me to play it safe by moving to the country?

I have spoken to blacks, some think that "just by being white one is a
racist". Now before anyone calls me a racist and by that definition I might
be. But first, I would like someone first tell me what a racist is?

Waiting for the thrashing...

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Enjoy Life... Nad R (Garden in zone 5a Michigan)