I am sick of Black People

Back in the early 1990s when I first came to US, I was really infatuated with African Americans. I was fascinated with their street culture, hip-hop, and wanted to learn as much as I could and absorb it. This is why I started listening to rap, and eventually became a wigger, wearing baggy pants with a cap backwards sideways. 2pac was my idol, since I had no father of my own. He became my father figure. I wanted to understand why blacks go through so much. Why are they oppressed? What are these projects many of them live in? Why do black communities have so many problems? etc, etc..

My first experience with blacks started in High School. I was a loner so I spent lots of times by myself. One time I was in a gym, and I went out to the 2nd floor of our basketball court building, where you could see everything beneath you (sort of like a huge balcony). One black guy stood at the entrance and started cussing at me random words. I was just looking at him not knowing a word of English. Then a few years later when I learned enough English to understand and speak it, I had another experience. It was Friday, and I'd normally go to a computer lab M-Th after school to play video games. I knew this one black skinny nerd there. But on Fridays we had no lab. But this black skinny guy told me "hey man, there is a lab up there today" I said 'but it's Friday'. He said, "trust me, it's open today. go and check it out!". So, I take my naive ass up stairs on the 2nd floor and wait... The lab is closed, but I wait. 5 minutes, 10 mins... nothing. Then all of the sudden I see 4 black guys and one Latino/white with them creeping up from a stairwell to my right. I stand there kinda arrogantly as I look away after seeing them. Then... As they come from my right side.... *BOOM* the Latin white dude hits me in my stomach. I bend from the punch... *BOOM* *BAM* BOOM* punches are flying from everywhere.. These 5 guys' punches are coming from all sides landing on my head. It was hard to breath and I was overwhelmed with all the hits, so all I could do was cover myself.

The black nerd set me up, and it took me 1 week to recover mentally. My ears were bleeding on the outside, and I lost some hair behind the ears area on my head because of impacts to the head. Later I learned on Fridays they jump Freshmen, but I was actually a Soft-more or a Junior. I was just really skinny and small, so I looked younger.

Fast forward to the beginning of my college years. At some point, I got jumped by 3 guys outside of my campus (2 blacks and 1 latin.) I am not going to go into details, but they took what was in my wallet, and then wanted to take my Nike sneakers. I managed to get away, but I couldn't sleep all night after this happened. As a result, I developed PTSD. I could never calm down after that day, and my insides turned into a turmoil. Ever since that day, I get triggered seeing blacks in groups thinking they're going to jump me.

Even back when I used to listen to rap, liked blacks, and denied all my negative experiences with them thinking that blacks are just oppressed with "white racism" and need help, deep down I couldn't understand why black Americans are so rude, and disrespectful. I thought it was all the result of slavery, but looking back I was dead wrong. I wanted to hate them, but thought "that would make me as bad as these blacks who hate me. and I don't want to get on their level."

So, fast forward to today. I went to Trader Joe's after work to get some Rice milk and some berry pie. There is a black man cashier who looked like he's in his late 30s. I even passed up another free lane on the right side to a girl in front of me. So, I wait... Finally, it's my turn. He rings me up, and I ask him if he could weigh the cherries (I saw $5.99 by lb sign, so wanted to know the cost). So, instead of being straight forward with me, he started to be a smart ass. "What makes you think it's by lb?" I don't remember exactly the details. Then he said "we don't weigh anything in the store. You wanna know how I know???...... I work here." Just really vague, and indirect rudeness. Then as I'm getting my stuff, he turned with his back toward me and started chit chatting with his co-worker cashier.

At this point of my life, I don't want to be ANYWHERE NEAR BLACKS! I went from loving black people, being interested in their life and their struggles, to not giving a single fuck about any of them. And what I'm beginning to find out, is that I am not the only one. Blacks are the most rudest, hateful, closed minded, bigoted, and racist people I have EVER came across. I am sick and tired of dealing with them, and want no part of their bullshit any longer. What really gets me, is how they walk around with a chip on their shoulder acting like the whole world owes them something. And the thing is, I'm white AND a male, so my pale ass gets the worst treatment. I have many more stories of bad experiences with blacks, but I just felt like making a general post about how I feel at this point in time.

Let's just put it this way. If the TRUTH is right here at my computer table, majority of blacks are all on Mars. They're not interested in history, facts & truth, but in their WE WUZ KANGZ & #WakandaForever fantasies. 85 IQ people. What else do you expect? Anyway, I will leave this post with a quote that rings true to any Sub Saharan community ANYWHERE on the planet. This is why every neighborhood they occupy, be it in Africa, America, Europe, etc.. with History of slavery, without, etc.. (makes no difference) looks like a sewer.

"I have given my life to try to alleviate the sufferings of Africa. There is something that all white men who have lived here like I must learn and know: that these individuals are a sub-race. They have neither the intellectual, mental, or emotional abilities to equate or to share equally with white men in any function of our civilization. I have given my life to try to bring them the advantages which our civilization must offer, but I have become well aware that we must retain this status: the superior and they the inferior. For whenever a white man seeks to live among them as their equals they will either destroy him or devour him. And they will destroy all of his work. Let white men from anywhere in the world, who would come to Africa, remember that you must continually retain this status; you the master and they the inferior like children that you would help or teach. Never fraternize with them as equals. Never accept them as your social equals or they will devour you. They will destroy you." - Albert Schweitzer

And look at South Africa today, that's ran by blacks. A corrupted, crime ridden, 3rd world shithole. Albert knew exactly what he was talking about. So did Gandhi. But the liberal media just painted men like these as "racist", when they were simply speaking the truth about blacks, how they act, live, and think.