No, I’ve never been robbed at gunpoint, thank God. But I did see two black-on-black shooting murders fairly close by and a friend of mine once had a gun put to the back of his head by blacks and forced into the walk-in freezer of the restaurant where he was the manager. He said it scared the living daylights out of him and thought he was a goner.*
You know how when blacks kill us White people, the local media reports on the crime as little as possible and almost always describe it as a “robbery gone bad”? Like it somehow makes it so understandable, especially since they want you to think blacks are economically “oppressed” by all us Evil Whiteys? They know that’s the “party line” us Whites had better believe, or it’s us who are the baddies.
These nervy bastards want everyone to think all us Whites are born “privileged,” and want to hold back the poor widdle blacks and milk their labors, while us life-on-a-silver-platter, plantation Whites lay about, holding fancy cotillons and cocktail parties, drinking from delicate crystal champagne glasses and eating finger foods served up by the noble black help. You see this BS in Hollywood movies all the GD time.
And note how they repeat the latest PC mantra on “racism” constantly these days: “We’ve come a long way, BUT we still have a ways to go.” In other words, this “Whiteys be bad” and PC BS is never, ever going to let up. N-E-V-E-R. Get that one straight.
But let’s get down to brass tacks, shall we?
Basically, if a criminal black steals one little penny off you, then shoots you between the eyes with a .40 caliber Glock, the media feels free to declare it as a “robbery gone bad” and the “downtrodden youth” was forced by circumstance into using a gun — which they would love to see us White people not allowed to own and have a chance against these dangerous animals freely roaming what used to be our beautiful cities.
Makes absolutely no difference to these liberal, anti-White traitors that practically all gun-related crime is due to the criminal black race (admittedly, against each other most of the time). But we know that if blacks don’t have guns, they’ll use whatever dangerous weapon handy to get the job done. “Troo dat,” as the punks themselves would say.
But that’s not all. If the black happens not to have stolen anything AT ALL when he slaughtered your ass dead, the media bastards will still freely describe it that way — to buttress their own personal political belief system that keeps all us White people in daily mortal danger from these brutal thugs.
Think that’s BS? Well, you’re a complete idiot. And as the victim, you’re not going to hear about any of this in the first place. You’re dead and gone, remember?
But before you died, you had a most unpleasant experience to say the least. That’s when you first realized that you had blacks in front of you holding weapons and you had no exit, no escape, no way out — feeling in the pit of your stomach like a big cold rock was sitting there. It’s tons worse than that time your parents found a lid of primo grass in your sock drawer.
This is sheer primordial fear welling up inside you. This is the body’s instinctual realization your ass might be in very big, big trouble. You suddenly understand your life could be over in only a matter of seconds.
After turning over your wallet and “sailphone,” you hope against hope, the bad experience is all over with and you can get the hell away.
That’s when you see them pointing the gun at you and you see a flash. You don’t hear anything. Light travels infinitely faster than sound (186,000 miles a second versus about 800 miles per hour for sound waves). Unless you understand what he’s about to do, you don’t register that he’s firing a conical lead bullet at your body before it punches into you at around 1100 feet per second. That nice hip shirt or sexy cami blouse you’re wearing is not going to slow it down one bit.
It might feel only like a bad bee sting, or a giant invisible sledgehammer hitting your gut at a hundred miles an hour — depending pretty much on where it hits, the caliber of the weapon used and how fast your brain processes the data after being hit.
Contrary to how Hollywood movies portrays it, you don’t fly backwards at all. You just stand there, unless the bullet struck the nerve pathways controlling your legs. In which case you fall straight down like a sack of garbage (often described that way), as your balance instantly gives out.
Chances are, the sadistic black is going to fire multiple more bullets into you with his semi-auto (his license to steal or protect his personal drug fiefdom) — bought from a fellow homie who probably got it from another homie who stole it in the first place. That’s when you suddenly understand you’re purposely being killed. Unfortunately, these apes are also legally allowed to buy them too, if by chance they haven’t been convicted of a crime yet.
All of this happens in only seconds, but since your system has been flooded with adrenaline right when the robbery started, time has slowed down to a crawl and it seems like forever (an evolutionary tactic that enables living creatures to process fight or flight responses).
If he shoots you in the head, your world will go instantly black as you’re knocked completely unconscious from the force of the bullet strike. You’re either going to be dead right away, or possibly end-up a drooling spastic for the rest of your pathetic life. Only rarely do people with bullet wounds to the brain make full recoveries, without something seriously effed up.
If you’re shot in the gut somewhere, you will feel like there’s a mechanical clock someplace deep inside your body that’s starting to click down, slowly at first but rapidly increasing. This is from your arteries uncontrollably spraying out your blood as your heart muscle tries to continue it’s job of pressurizing your internal, closed circulatory system (pumping away since before you were born). Your life force is now flowing out into the world and inside the spaces of your body.
You go into shock. You’ll feel this intense coldness spreading out across your body, just before your vision starts narrowing, then disappears altogether, since your eyeball organs are no longer getting any blood. Then you die. That’s why you see so many murdered corpses with their eyes open. That’s the person trying to see the world for one last time.
If the black criminal is armed with a stolen hunting knife (blacks rarely engage in challenging outdoor sports like hunting), or any convenient kitchen carving knife, you’re not going to be one bit happier. In this situation, you instantly realize that he can saddle up to you in a second and stab you in the abdomen repeatedly, very fast. He might even sadistically jerk upwards with the blade, gutting you out like a fish.
You probably don’t want that. Later, the animal will laughingly tells all his street homies, “yeah, I stuck the whitey good.” Stuck, as in viciously and painfully stabbed to death.
Now, the blacks in front of you may instead decide to just beat you to death for fun, either with their fists and feet, or with any convenient two-by-four piece of lumber found down the street. You will feel every blow until the pain is so intense you pass out before death.
Whether or not you live after being shot by these animals depends on a lot of variables. You can be a big muscular guy and get hit in the wrong place with a tiny .22 caliber bullet and keel over stone cold dead. You can be hit with multiple rounds of .45 caliber bullets and survive. No telling.
Like the sad story of Arianna Angler a few years ago in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. As her mother was getting the little girl ready for school, two blacks broke in out of the blue to steal TVs or what have you.
To eliminate witnesses (thanks to Jew Hollywood trying to look “edgy,” blacks now do this all the time in real life); they shot the mother dead, then the brutal bastards pumped six rounds into her nine-year old daughter. She lived. The poor girl managed to drag her bloody, pain-racked body over to a phone to call 911.
Or you could easily get your spinal column smashed by a bullet and end up a quadriplegic forever. Think about what that would do to your sex life, to say nothing about everything else you like doing in the world.
Now, you might be telling yourself that I’m just a racist White guy, trying to do a little fear-mongering on my site. But let me tell you something: All of this is quite real, regardless of little old me. Just do some research on your own. No, you won’t see anything on mainstream TV because the bastards obviously don’t want you to get what they are doing to our race.
In fact, it’s readily apparent the people behind the news are doing everything they can to gin up race frictions, while keeping Whitey stupid. Watch CNN or even the other channels for five minutes, fool.
Note how they make out blacks as always-so-innocent and victimized by us “racist” Whites all the time. Hell, 70-75% of shooting deaths in America are at the hands of blacks, while 20 to 25% are criminal Mestizos who shouldn’t even be here in the first place. Only 5 to 10% of shooting perps are Whites, Asians or some other odd race, like Pacific Islander.
Blacks are truly worthless scum — brutal criminals and militant, anti-White racist brats. Hollywood and media Jews have a lot to do with it, I will freely admit.
Blacks are also disgustingly immoral and often sadistic SOBs. They will readily kill you simply for the fun of it. Why do you always see stories of them torturing animals and pets, or hacking people to death with machetes and setting people on fire? Because blacks are cruel and uncaring to the extreme.
But the question remains: Will you, a friend, a loved one or one of your own children down the road, fall victim to these insane, criminal animals?
Since our traitorous government is actively promoting the immigration of Africans (like from Somalia for chrissakes) and nearly as bad Mestizos from Third World nations to the south; along with financially subsidizing for decades the reproduction of those already here — it’s only a matter of time before you too fall prey to violent hatred against White people, if you haven’t already.
Guess what? Then it won’t matter one GD bit if you’re a liberal, conservative or independent. It won’t matter if you paid your taxes on time, abide by the law, think of yourself as a big supporter of diversity and tolerant “citizen of the world.” None of that will make one iota of difference to such animals, who will simply laugh in your face as they pull the trigger or stick you in the gut.
And then your White ass is dead.
— Phillip Marlowe
* I might not have been robbed at gunpoint, but I’ve had plenty of personal possessions ripped off by these thieving black bastards over the years. And once had a gun displayed to me in a threatening manner by the filthy apes. Thinking back on another curious incident in college, I now believe a girlfriend and myself came within an inch or two of her being raped and both of us murdered. I’ve been in a few situations and places that I’m probably lucky to be alive.