You know how the media is scratching their heads over this Malaysian Flight 370 that went missing two weeks ago? And how they now suspect some kind of foul play? They go on and on — the same speculation over the barest of facts — all tiresomely repeated on each hourly Zio propaganda “news” show. About the only thing different is the talking head pundits they richly hire for each network, who say the same BS as the rest.*
But they sure as hell don’t talk about Pacific Southwest Flight 1771 that crashed horribly on December 7, 1987. Why? Because it was a filthy black bastard responsible, that’s why. And sure, some details are different from what we know about the Malaysian mystery (so far). Yet Flight 1771 was still a violent cockpit takeover that ended in tragedy for the passengers and crew — the main difference is that it happened over land.
The point is, they won’t mention this airline disaster because of the never-ending PC head job afflicting America and the White race. After-all, we’re supposed to think these worthless, violent blacks are as innocent as the driven snow, don’t you know?
David Burke, born to Jamaican parents in Britain and stupidly allowed to immigrate to America, decided he had better split from Rochester, NY, when he came under suspicion for taking part in a drug running scheme while working as an USAir customer service agent. After transferring to Los Angeles, he was fired from his job for stealing $69 from cash made from inflight drinks and an earlier, unspecified disciplinary event.
Burke knew the boss who fired him, Raymond Thomson (sometimes spelled Thompson), hitched a ride aboard a certain flight home to San Francisco on weekends. So he borrowed a .44 caliber magnum revolver from a buddy and used his airline ID (foolishly, Ray didn’t demand he turn over) to bypass security and get on the plane. Once the plane reached a cruising altitude of 22,000 feet, he went to the lavatory to get out the gun. Passing by his boss in the seats, the chicken POS threw a note down in his lap he just finished writing on a convenient air sickness bag. It said:
Hi Ray. I think it’s sort of ironical that we ended up like this. I asked for some leniency for my family. Remember? Well, I got none and you’ll get none.
He was never married, just had seven children with various women.
Leaving the plane’s bathroom, Burke went back to his boss and shot the guy twice. One of the flight attendants, possibly Deborah Neil, ran into the cockpit and told the pilots “we got a problem.” The pilots ask “what’s the problem?” Burke, right behind, darkly announces “I’m the problem” before shooting the poor girl. Then he shoots both pilots, Gregg Lindamood and James Nunn, probably killing them outright (there wasn’t much left of the victims to do any real autopsies).
Burke pushed the steering yoke straight down and jammed forward the throttle (as if it would make much difference). The airline’s chief LAX pilot, Douglas Arthur, deadheading on the same flight, was thought to be heard screaming at Burke as he tried vainly to get to the cockpit so he could pull the plane out of the steep dive, but apparently Burke shot him down with his last bullet. They don’t really know.
Wow. The angry, freaky ape was bound and determined to kill a bunch of innocent people that day. The case truly, truly needs to be classified as the biggest single instance spree killings in US history.
The black coward shot five defenseless White people right off the bat (some might have been wounded and still alive for a few more moments). Another 37 innocent people — now scared out of their wits — had only seconds to live before their existence abruptly went black. Let’s hope they didn’t feel anything crossing over.
When the plane slammed into the California countryside of San Luis Obisbo county, it was traveling at 770 miles an hour — actually breaking the sound barrier. The hard rocky soil literally rebounded under the 5000 G force of the impact, instantly turning the plane into a fiery geyser of small metal fragments and tiny body parts. The largest human remains found were a hand and foot inside a shoe. At least 27 of the 42 innocent victims (not including Burke) have never even been identified. The black box (actually bright orange) and loose papers survived pretty well, including the note the black bastard gave to his boss.
Luckily, the now badly damaged pistol was found with a piece of Burke’s finger still jammed up into the trigger guard. They were able to run fingerprints (like so many blacks, the SOB probably already had an extensive record). The cockpit voice recorder was also found (making a mockery of some details to 9/11†). After careful listening to the sound recordings (all kinds of background noises can be ID’d), where the gun came from and Burke’s own handwritten note on the air sickness bag, they were pretty much able to piece together the Negro’s evil act and the horrible last moments of Flight 1771.
At the time this terrible crime happened in 1987, the whole story rapidly went down the rabbit hole (they did it back then, too). They might have made brief mention of the suspect’s name weeks later, but that’s about it (they know sheep have such little memory — thank God for the Internet).
Now, if Burke had been a White guy, all kinds of TV specials and documentaries would have already aired in the US. Only Canada and Britain had a couple of little things because they love to make out America as gun violent crazies, without saying anything about the real problem, or their own horrible “people of color” crimes. Believe me, if Burke was White, everyone in America would have heard of the evil deed by now.
Hell, you can easily tell how PC-suppressed the story is, just by the perp’s photo. The one in my top graphic above (just look at that angry ape) is the only thing I could find on the Internet. If it was a White guy that did it, you would have tons to choose from — probably even some cool photoshop illustrations as well.
You see, that’s one of the biggest reasons I do up my site. I want White people to realize the wool has been pulled down over our eyes when it comes to these sorry-ass, worthless, violent blacks running around, acting like they now own the place and are so civilized.
I mean it’s really, really bad, White people. And getting worse by the day. Just go to this one website and see how things are now going in America.
You can never tell where and when one of these brutal apes might go haywire.
– Phillip Marlowe
Auburn Calloway was another wackjob Negro who tried to kill the pilots of FedEx Flight 705 in 1994, so his family might collect insurance even after he killed countless innocents by crashing the plane into the Memphis headquarters of FedEx. Fortunately for a lot of folks, the brave, incredibly skilled White pilots were able to stop him and miraculously save the plane, even though gravely wounded by a vicious claw hammer attack out of the blue. AROUND BLACKS, NEVER RELAX.
* Of course the news media knows the company line to put out and what NOT to talk about, so us White people don’t get what’s being done to our race. Just think how all of them — I mean ALL OF THE MEDIA — takes the same side when it comes to the situation in the Ukraine and keep mum about any details that may be contrary to what “our” so-called government says over that and so many other Jewy Globalist NWO issues. Tell you anything? HELLO!
† What I mean here, is the lack of surviving cockpit voice recorders (CVRs) and black boxes from the three Flights that hit the WTC and the Pentagon on 9/11 (witnesses report the FBI took possession at the WTC). The compact crater left by Flight 1771 in 1987 actually supports the crash site of Flight 93 in Shanksville, Pennsylvania; yet for some reason (probably the Negro angle, but maybe the CVRs), I can recall no mention of Flight 1771 corollaries in mainstream media 9/11 conspiracy debunking efforts.