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Twenty-odd years ago, white Hollywood director Jonathan Demme (The Silence of the Lambs, Philadelphia) complained to an interviewer that every month should be Black History Month.

Well, Demme is gone to wherever evildoers go when they die, but he surely got his wish. Every month might as well be BHM.

Every month, whites are treated to one black race hoax after another, one black shakedown after another, one brutal black-on-white crime after another… and that’s the stuff that actually breaks quarantine.

I have been following black race hoaxes since before I knew they were hate hoaxes. The first time was in December 1986, when a drugged-up, racist black thug named Michael Griffith got himself killed in Howard Beach, Queens.

Griffith and three friends were driving through Howard Beach, when their car broke down. The story that I and millions of other people heard was that the men were trying to get their car repaired, and stopped by a pizzeria for a bite to eat, when out of nowhere, a racist, white mob attacked them, and chased Griffith onto a highway, where he was hit and killed by a driver.

The case became famous when the Three Stooges got involved. Black supremacists “The Rev.” Al Sharpton, and crooked lawyers C. Vernon Mason and Alton H. Maddox weaseled their way into representing the surviving “victims” and Griffith’s family, and introduced the insane, revolutionary method of talking black crime “victims” into refusing to cooperate with police and prosecutors. The Stooges also demanded and got a special prosecutor for the case, in the place of Queens DA John Santucci.

The official story, before the entry of the Three Stooges, was not what happened.

Initially, the local press and police honestly reported on the case, but by the time I was paying close attention, they had agreed on a new, racial fairy tale.

The original story was that some white kids were driving a girl home at night when three black men crossing the street stopped and blocked the street, forcing the driver to hit the brakes, to avoid running them down. One of the black men then walked over to the driver’s side window and spit on the driver, while another threatened the whites with a knife. One of the blacks yelled, “Fuck you, honky!”

It was a black-on-white hate crime.

The whites dropped off the girl, drove home and got baseball bats, and went looking for revenge. They caught up with the criminals at the pizzeria, and gave them some street justice.

The blacks were not charged with any crimes, while the whites got the max. One of the whites, Jon Lester, was deported to England after serving his sentence, where he committed suicide.

I didn’t learn the truth about Howard Beach until 1998, when I bought a used copy of Jared Taylor’s classic 1992 work, Paved with Good Intentions. Several years later, I read a report on the incident in a 1990 edition of Jared’s magazine, American Renaissance.

The local Lügenpresse has gotten great mileage out of Howard Beach, as have the Three Stooges.

In 2005, when another group of black criminals went to Howard Beach to steal a car, also sought to rob a dark-skinned (Italian), young white man, and instead got some street justice, the authorities and the Lügenpresse re-ran Howard Beach I.

Again, the real perps were treated as “victims,” and the police and prosecutors railroaded the white local guy who dealt with them as a hate criminal. ABC News investigative reporter Tim Minton, who was doing news reader duty that night, said the incident had “eerie similarities” to Howard Beach I.

Well, it did, but not in the sense that Minton insinuated with his lie.

I’m still covering hate crime hoaxes, still covering black-on-white crime that the media and police alike lie about, or “disappear,” and still covering police fakestats.

Please hit the PayPal “Donate” icon at the top of this page, and make a generous donation, so that the gang and I can continue covering life under Jim Snow.

I thank you, and your posterity will, too.

Sincerely,

Nicholas Stix