Flash Mobs may be the catalyst needed to awaken a few folks to common sense.
Demographics and Tribe don’t lie.
Population growth rates for the United States: 2000-2010:
White (NH) 1.2 %
Black (NH) 11.0 %
Asian (HN) 42.9 %
All Other (NH) 24.1 %
Hispanic 43.0 %
Total Minority 28.8 %
(NH) – data are for single race, non-Hispanic.
Minority = all groups except white, non-Hispanic.
For La Raza todo. Fuera de La Raza nada. – For The Race everything. Outside The Race, nothing.
There are several other “minority” organizations. Many of which are taxpayer subsidized.
I don’t speak for anyone other than myself. But when you have millions of “minorities” clenching their fists and yelling (insert race here) Power, you better know that those clenched fists are directed at no one but the white people.
I knew a American man several years ago who was of Hispanic (Mexican) decent. He was in a bar with a few of his white friends. Over in the corner, was a group of … Mexicans. One of those Mexicans yelled out to him, “Hey man, why don’t come over here and start acting like your race?!” He walked over to the table of Mexicans and said, “My grandfather came to America legally. My father was born here. I was born here. My grandfather left everything behind him to become an American. My father is an American. I am an American. That is my race. If you want to be a race of Mexicans, then go back to Mexico. I have no room for your race.” By this time, all his white friends were standing behind him.
“Hey man, we don’t want no trouble.” And they slowly slinked out of the bar.
Personally, for myself … I have no room for your race. If you are here, you are an American, or you are not. If you are not … please go back to that shit-hole that you came from. Because you are ****ing up my country.
And while I am at it … for you white multiculturalists … please follow and try your multiculturalism in their country. Hell, go native for all I care.
And uh … what’s up with that 1.2%? Viagra need?
If it looks like trouble, it probably is. The gang is not there to debate the effects of american corporate expansion on the development of the urban neighborhoods with you.
Don’t wake up in the middle of your beating and think, “I better be brutal!” The time to be brutal is … right now.
Yeah. It happened to me once. And yeah, being brutal worked for me. Ya know, eyes, throat, pulling on the ear with a vengeance, biting, etc. But by the time the “brutal” thunk up in me, I already looked like a train wreck.
Don’t make that mistake.
And let me give you some more advice. When that punk is asking you for money while reaching into his jacket … Brutal. Now. Or when you see the guy pulling out a pocket knife from his coat pocket … Brutal. Now. There is no time to make decisions. The time is now. And brutally.
This all happened in San Francisco Several years ago.. My Sifu was really pissed on that first little gem.
In my hometown, I worked as a bar-back at one of the now closed watering holes. A customer was touching and being rude to one of the waitresses. We asked him to leave. He reached into his jacket pocket and you can see the hammer coming out, it is a gun. The time to be brutal is now. Not when the gun is pointing at you.
When you are accosted at the entrance of the store and a stranger suddenly starts making conversation with you, be aware of your surroundings … he probably has a buddy close by. Leave if you can. Make an excuse. If that doesn’t shake him off, don’t stay stationary while jabbering. Move while talking and be deliberately animated with your hands. They will size you up.
Be aware of your surroundings. And no. They were not all black.
Close your eyes and imagine that you’re with someone who you really love and care about more than anything. It can be your children, your spouse, significant other, family member (sibling, parent) or whomever else that holds the most importance in your life. Imagine that you’re walking down the street, without a care in the world, just enjoying the time you have with your loved one. Out of nowhere appears an attacker, who is ready to rob you and most likely hurt you and your loved one. Here you are, the only thing that stands between the thug and your loved one, the only thing that can protect your loved one. Failure is not an option for you here. You don’t have time to plan or strategize or even think! You simply explode and do whatever it takes to protect your loved one. You pound away until the threat is out of commission. And then you get the hell out of there!
Close your eyes and imagine what would happen if you didn’t protect your loved one. What would happen if you didn’t do everything in your power to keep this person from harm? Can you imagine it? With all the intensity and all the emotion?
Mentally practice that. Learn to turn it on and off. Just don’t stay there.