Thoughts on those black on white murders
I hear they are eight times more common than the white on black ones that get all the Democrat news media and all the politicians and all the hoorah. Well, maybe.
I do know that blacks mostly kill each other which, if they were only confined to the evil trash-talking losers among them, would be fine with me. Unfortunately they also tend to kill the achievers, not to mention the innocent little kids.
But really, people, my main thought is why are black people, i.e. American Negroes, so damned whiny? Well, the ones who are whiny. I know several hard-working ones who don’t bother anyone and just get on with their lives. And are very pleasant when we chat at the market.
Unlike a former Army buddy (I use buddy loosely as we never were pals) who grew up with a silver spoon in his black mouth and yet whines and whines about racism. He wants to kill George Zimmerman. What a moron.
I think the problem with these people began when the rest of us
paid attention when they got all bent whenever some of us refused to play along with their appellations-du-jour.
People of color, instead of colored people. Balderdash. Why do white people allow themselves to be forced to play this stupid race game? Okay, so nigger is a pejorative. Except when it’s in a black mouth. Hypocritical poppycock. We should take a break from this nonsense.
UPDATE: Reading Cobb, an engineer who is not a black stereotypical in any way, I realized I’ve been missing the sensible LaShawn Barber. She quit blogging to try to make some money by writing crime novels under a pen name. I hope that’s going well.