By Alec Leamas (working from home)
January 21, 2024
This is part of my theory about black antisocial behavior (especially oppositional defiance disorder) is not simply a consequence of not having had an involved biological father in the home, but rather about having a round robin of their mothers’ boyfriends and lovers in the home, acting imperiously and likely physically abusing the young boys who are an obstacle and burden to the men. They’re learning that authority is corrupt and capricious and its ability to impose violence is its sole source of legitimacy. Then they get sent out into the world in an essentially feral state and encounter white cops.
N.S.: This theory has a great deal of merit to it, so it will never get a public hearing.
In the current corrupt, perverse, public square, one is only permitted to discuss black crime either with both hands tied behind ones back—the corrupt Heather Mac Donald, republican sophistry of “we need two parents in the home”—or the racial socialist sophistry of “this is the fault of White racism!”
Meanwhile, republicans and democrats alike pick hard-working, White tax slaves’ pockets for “programs,” which claim to re-directing young black criminals into law-abiding lives, but which are actually subsidizing muggers with show-no jobs and occasional meetings, in which the middle and upper-middle class poverty pimps running the programs encourage their charges to engage in more crime than ever, while denouncing all Whites as “racists!”
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If a boy's mother had a decent man as a boyfriend, he might try to be a role model for the young boy. But I suspect that nothing but a string of punks and thugs come into the home and that is all the boy sees to copy.
But all the black,male contestants on "black Let's Make a Deal" claim they "take CARE of their kids"--without exception.
Of course they all say they've got top notch jobs too:
Scientists,social workers,teachers etc.
None work at KFC or burger king.
Which reinforces the #1 rule about blacks:They all lie(especially on tv.)
--GRA
jerry pdx
Or they are just innately more violent and evil than Whites
I can single out two experiences, among a lifetime of them, that taught me the sheer impossibility of blacks and whites ever living together in harmony.
1. Years ago, riding the bus, I overheard a conversation an older black man was having with his friend. He was explaining a childhood game that the kids in his neighborhood in Compton would play, mainly boys from about six to 12 years old in age. I don't remember its name, but it involved finding their parents' handguns and running around the neighborhood with them, occasionally firing live rounds at each other. They would not try to actually hit the other kids, but get close enough to scare them. His conclusion: Nobody ever got hurt, and we all had a great time! I realized then and there with a stark, absolute clarity that whites and blacks would never be able to live together.
2. While using a public library frequented by blacks (I know, I was stupid*), I would never be able to find a keyboard where at least one of the little" feet" that let you prop it up at a slight angle wasn't broken off. Even brand-new keyboards would have this defect. So, every time I went there, I'd have to type with the keyboard sitting flat on the table. Once in a while, I'd notice isolated keyboard feet lying around on the tables with one of the little pegs that held them in broken off. I didn't connect the two events at first, but one day, I saw one doing it, and I realized that the black kids were deliberately taking them off and breaking them for fun, because they were bored and they enjoyed breaking things. Obviously I was already aware that blacks enjoy breaking things, but there was something about this drive to destroy even tiny, insignificant, harmless little things like the feet on a keyboard that really brought home to me the sheer stubborn malignancy of blacks.
*Stupid, because other things that happened to me at this library included having a black woman run into my car in the parking lot while I was inside and put a giant dent in the side. Surprisingly, she called the police to make a report, and even took pictures of the damage, which she printed out and left under my wipers. I suppose there were witnesses, so she didn't fancy her chances of driving off. No one made any attempt to locate and inform me, although the library was a relatively small one-story building, and it would've taken about 30 seconds to go in and call for me over the intercom. I didn't find out about the damage until closing time. I also then found an email on my phone from a sheriff's deputy containing a brief note about the incident and the supposed insurance policy number of the offender. When I called the insurance company, they told me the policy had been canceled months ago. I replied to the deputy's email, stating that the policy had been canceled. He replied to the effect that as a "neutral third party" (?!!) he couldn't give me "advice." I would think that as a police officer, he would be interested in pursuing charges against a driver who damaged someone's vehicle without having the insurance coverage required by law, but I guess that would be too much to expect in this era of black privilege.
(cont.)
As it turned out, the library parking lot was regularly haunted by an African guy who specialized in burglarizing cars, which I didn't know at the time. One day, I just didn't feel like taking my bag with me for safety when I left my car, which I'd done every single day for over a year until then, and he got me. He stole about $3K worth of property. The cop took 45 minutes to show up, acted as if she were doing me a favor by taking the report, and obviously did nothing to pursue the case. I never heard from her again (come to think of it, the constant stress and pressure cops face from having to babysit blacks probably doesn't do a lot for their attitude at the best of times). Another time a few months later, the same guy got my car key fob when I left it on the computer table for no more than one minute, and tried to steal my car. It cost slightly over $1K to have my car rekeyed. My insurance at the time didn't cover it, and I was already having major money problems. The alternative was to keep on driving with the spare fob, and open myself to the possibility that a stranger might drive off with my car at any given moment.
Obviously, these were not deeply disastrous events that destroyed my life. But it is precisely this constant minor friction of unpleasant experiences that makes being around blacks so unpleasant. You have to watch yourself and your belongings all the time, you have to be on your guard constantly, and they will eventually get you and take some of the value (or even, possibly, all of it) out of your life anyway. To live with blacks is to live among predators.
Scott Adams was right. Don't try to get used to them; don't try to understand them; don't try to negotiate with them; don't help them; don't try to improve them; don't spend time on or with them in any way. In a thousand small, seemingly insignificant ways, they will grind, and grind, and grind you down. Cumulatively, they almost certainly represent the greatest single source of damage, dysfunction, and conflict in American life that there is. Avoid them.
It is their true in basic nature? It is the type of lifestyle that they prefer?
Scott Adams was right. Don't try to get used to them; don't try to understand them; don't try to negotiate with them; don't help them; don't try to improve them; don't spend time on or with them in any way
Scott, indeed 100% right all these white people do gooders especially the liberal/activist want to be do Goode and help the Negro Negro should be able to do things on his own. The do Gooder should ask themselves a question. Does the Negro like me, and they will know what the answer is a Negro does not like you.
They most certainly don't like you. They don't even like themselves.
Even if they're not attacking you, I think often even unconsciously, their constant dysfunction, failure, and anger will degrade your life in exact proportion to the amount of time you spend around them. Blacks are a bad deal, all the way around.
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