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"Snag" wrote:
Billy wrote: You know what you are? I'll leave you to fill in the blank. -- - 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. ================================================== ========== 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... -- Enjoy Life... Nad R (Garden in zone 5a Michigan) |
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