In September 2017 a young black man reportedly stripped naked in the street, barged into the home of his white girlfriend whom he had dated for two years, pulled her outside and repeatedly slammed her head into the ground, killing her. Her family was mightily puzzled; they say he had been a model boyfriend before this anomalous (but conclusive) episode. It didn’t surprise me, however; I read the news. But it did make me think.
Whenever I try to discuss the realities of black violence, I often hear the lazy rejoinder: “white people do that stuff too.” While this is true, context is helpful. White people do murder, rape, and rob. The way in which blacks differ from whites—and this makes a lot of difference—is the manner and the frequency with which they commit these crimes. The stupendously high frequency of black crime is well documented. Let’s look at the manner in which black crime differs from white. In short, blacks often launch into bizarre and ultra-violent modes of violence, patterns that whites imitate rarely, if ever. Amidst this miasma of barbarism some tendencies do indeed recur, and I shall, somewhat grandiosely, call them laws.
I wish hereby to illuminate several ideas: (1) the degree with which the black mentality differs from that of whites, and (2) the nature of the war that the black race is waging against the white in America. Therefore, all that follows is black-on-white mayhem. Blacks differ significantly from whites in practically every measure of behavior, but these examples show how stark the difference is in the arena of violent crime and its psychology.
Law number one: if blacks get a white woman under their power, say, during a home invasion or carjacking, they are certain to rape her. This is, of course, apart from all the crimes whose object is specifically to rape white women. There seems to be no situation, however grisly, that prevents a black guy from considering it a good time to pull down his pants and switch to pleasure mode. Terrified, weeping hostages? Dead and mangled bodies in the room, blood-splattered walls? Not a mood-dampener for the black man intent on a good time.
- In 1997, two young blacks in Michigan carjacked an 18-year-old girl named Karen King and over the next several hours showed her off to their friends as she wept and pleaded for mercy in the back seat of her own vehicle. They boasted, “I’m gonna do this bitch.” (I’m sure they said, “dis,” but, whatever.) The elder black stabbed her, “snapped” her neck and then had sex with her body. I remember this case vividly because I lived in the region.
- A case from 1990 is especially horrific. A family of four, the Parkers, returned from a church service to their home in rural Mississippi to find two thieving blacks in the house. The intruders bound the man and son, shooting them to wound only, and then raped the nine-year-old girl vaginally and anally, essentially forcing the family to watch. The father almost severed his wrists trying to escape his restraints and help his daughter. The blacks then set the house on fire. They may have raped the mother too, but her body was too badly burned to tell. As of 2016 they’re still on death row; one claims memory loss from a concussion sustained in prison, and the other mental retardation, and the state apparently considers these good enough reasons not to fry them.
- In the 1974 “Hi Fi murders” in Ogden, Utah, two black demons ripping off an electronics store took five white hostages, tied them up and forced four of them to drink an industrial drain cleaner similar to Drano, mistakenly hoping for a quick death. It didn’t work, so they shot them, not all fatally. The young girl (never mind the moaning, writhing victims, several expired victims, the reek of gunpowder, and the danger of being discovered at any time) was taken aside, repeatedly raped, then dragged back and thrown among the other victims and killed with a shot to the head. Both of these monsters were executed, a rare case of actual justice. Ah, the good old days, when bad guys were actually done to death.
Law number two: no woman is too old to be raped.
- A black in Wichita with a long criminal record (do I even have to say that?) broke in and raped a 100-year old woman, Martha Schell, before—or after—he punched her in the head and “threw her around,” breaking her back. She later died.
- A “Tyrone” broke into the home of the Straits, an elderly couple in Tulsa, badly beat the 89-year-old man, then beat and brutally raped—twice—the man’s 84-year-old wife. She died soon after; the man died a few weeks later. Prosecutors did not seek the death penalty because the perp is massively stupid. The prosecutor cited “mental limitations” and “borderline IQ.” I think commentary would be superfluous.
- Delroy Grant is probably the record-holder in this sphere, although he did his work across the pond, in England. Born in Jamaica, he spent almost two decades targeting solitary elderly white women and men in the London area for often-brutal rape and burglary. His victims mounted into the hundreds before police caught him in 2009.
Law number three: there is simply no limit to the mindless brutality. Tons of material here.
- Consider Micah Nelson. He had the usual grim ghetto upbringing, although he did have the diversion of sex with his thirteen-year-old sister. When he was eleven. The authorities discovered this fact when their seven-year-old male cousin, who also enjoyed, um, “relations” with the sister, was found to have gonorrhea. An adult was obviously involved somewhere in this sexual boogie. Anyway, Micah—older now, say, murdering age—was prowling the neighborhood. He entered through an open window, and woke 78-year-old Virginia Brace. He raped her and threw her in the trunk of her own car. He drove around aimlessly, trying to find a spot to kill her. He finally found one, pushed her into the woods, and began strangling her. He couldn’t finish the job, although he managed to fracture a vertebra. He got the fire extinguisher from the car, blew it full-blast into her mouth two or three times. This crude attempt didn’t work, though they later found residue in her lungs. Imagine his frustration. He finally finished the job by ramming a tire iron into her mouth and through the back of her neck.
- Anne Pressly, an attractive anchorwoman in Little Rock, Arkansas, also had an unexpected black visitor, who broke in, raped her, and beat her so severely that her face was shattered “like an eggshell,” her jaw forced so far back that it cut off the flow of blood to her brain. The attack sprayed blood on the ceiling and left her face “crunchy” to the touch. Her own mother, looking for her the next morning, didn’t recognize her. Emergency doctors thought the blonde Pressly was a redhead. “I lose control, she lose control,” the brute explained, not very helpfully. She died five days later. The state spared him the death penalty “after hearing testimony about his rocky upbringing by an abusive, drug-addicted mother.” Ah, the good old days . . .
- Black women also have their fun. One fat bitch wasted on booze and Ecstasy smashed into a white pedestrian, Gregory Biggs, with her car. The poor guy got stuck fast in her windshield, his mangled legs sticking out. (I don’t think he enjoyed his encounter with diversity.) She drove several miles to her own garage and left him to die over the next several hours. There was a fire station very close by, where she could have sought help for the victim, but that would have required feelings. She checked on him several times while he was dying in her garage, bleeding, stuck on the jagged glass of her windshield, but helped not one damn bit. Admittedly, she was somewhat busy, what with the sex and drugs she was doing in her apartment. The next day her friends helped her ditch his body in the park and burn the car. Jews considered this story socially relevant enough to put on film, produced by Robert Katz and Jay Firestone, but they cast a white woman in the role of the black, naturally. Of course, this obscured the only real point in the whole matter: callous black attitudes towards white life.
- Then there was the hulking former female boxer with a long criminal record. Apparently she had wrapped all her presents, it being Christmas Eve, so she kidnaped the twelve-year-old neighbor boy, Jonathan Foster, and tortured him to death with a cutting torch, a fearsome instrument used to cut steel. She dumped his unrecognizable body in a ditch. No Christmas for him. The cops fought back tears as they described the murder, and called the perp a “cold, soulless murderer.”
- Of course, I could cite the “Wichita Massacre” and the “Knoxville Horror,” but the reliable mainstream media saw nothing remarkable in them. Apparently they were just your garden-variety kidnap-torture-rape-murders.
Law number four: there’s a good chance the offender will burn the victim. Blacks apparently think that fire obliterates the possibility of forensic science. This practice also evinces staggering, barbaric cruelty.
- Nancy Harris, 76, was clerking at a gas station when the world’s biggest asshole walked in, stoked on drugs. He robbed her, first dousing her head with lighter fluid, a breathtakingly sinister action. When he took what he wanted, including the ring off her finger, he set her afire and calmly strolled out, pocketing other items from the shelves. She didn’t survive. He got the death penalty.
- A boy who endured vicious racial harassment in a majority-black high school—by teachers as well as other “students”—was followed home from school by two “teens,” who doused his head with gasoline and set him on fire. Luckily he was able to put it out and was not terribly injured. But still.
- When responders found young Jessica Chambers staggering beside the road in December 2014, burned over 98 percent of her body, I thought to myself, yup, I know who did that. After a very long wait without a break in the case, a black is now the prime suspect.
- In August 2016, five blacks, including a Shanquavious and a Cortavious, and a female named “Angel,” broke into the home of 83-year-old Dorothy Dow and demanded money. She protested she didn’t have any, so they pistol-whipped her, leaving her with lacerations on her face, two broken arms, and all the fingers broken on one hand. Then they set her alight. She was able to douse the flames, but died several weeks later.
Law number five: spontaneity. Blacks will attack and kill on the merest of whims, or none at all.
- One malefactor conceived a powerful desire for a girl he saw by chance in a convenience store in South Carolina. Instead of asking her for her phone number, he followed her in his car, ran her off the road, raped her and beat her to death with a bat. Her name, which has been burned into my memory ever since, was Beverly Hope Melton. She had been recently married. Since the perp’s method was not exactly very slick, the police quickly caught him. Free meals for life.
- Another black, labelled by news reports a “gentle giant,” became agitated for unknown reasons in a train station in San Antonio. He paced back and forth and then suddenly fell on a slight white man named Joseph Richard sitting nearby waiting for a train, smashing him viciously with his massive fists. He paused momentarily, rose up, and announced to horrified onlookers, “I feel like killing someone,” before resuming the assault, which left the victim’s face “unrecognizable as a human face.” The poor man didn’t survive.
- Another fiend walked up behind a young girl named Aysha Ring waiting in line at a store and simply slit her throat, killing her. She was the only white person in the store at the time. His motive was definitely not racial; the question didn’t even arise during the investigation.
Here’s more spontaneity, or perhaps it’s considered diversity; I do get my SJW terminology mixed up sometimes:
- Kevin Shifflett, an eight-year-old boy, was playing in his front yard in Alexandria, Virginia. He was the picture of innocence. Then a syphilitic black career felon passing by suddenly veered off the sidewalk, stabbed him eighteen times, and slit his throat. A note was found in the murderer’s possession, “Kill them raceess whiate kidd’s anyway.” This was ruled no hate crime, however, because the perp was “craaaazy.”
Law number six: blacks like to perform while naked.
- There was the naked face eater in Miami, who stripped off his clothes and sauntered down a highway until he saw a homeless white man, Ronald Poppo. He fell upon the poor guy, beat him, stripped off his pants, and then fell to chewing on his face, literally ripping off chunks. The police had to shoot him to death because he refused to stop growling—yes, growling—and chewing on the poor man. Authorities suspected the attacker was on a horrific drug such as bath salts, but this was apparently not the case. He was simply strolling naked/face-chewing while black.
- There was the case of the former pro football player caught trying to break into homes while stark naked three times in the space of eight months.
- Another man ran wild in a white neighborhood, breaking down gates, swimming in a pool, and running into homes. He eventually ran past an astonished man into his front door, locked him out, and then savagely beat the elderly inhabitant, Carol Sturgis, “beyond recognition.” He broke her jaw, sternum, ribs, crushed her larynx, and lacerated her head. Police said the injuries were the result of a “stomping.” He also stripped down to skin. The police arrested him outside the home, naked and bloody. Drugs were suspected, but he was calm and lucid during his interrogation. Another case of “representing.”
- This past January, a male elementary-school teacher conducting a physical education class on the playground suddenly stripped naked and began chasing the kids, who fled in terror. After a few moments, he stopped and put his clothes back on, and sauntered away.
So, what is the lesson here? Avoid inner cities? Keep such people at arm’s length? Read John Derbyshire’s “The Talk: Nonblack Version”? I’m kidding (although “The Talk” is actually good). The real lesson is the need for the total separation of the races.
Both races need separation because blacks are sufficiently different from whites (and vice versa, of course) as to exclude peaceable, stable coexistence, especially from the perspective of the races as groups. The episodes above hopefully give a powerful indication of that. These examples also illustrate the bloody front line in the war that blacks are waging on whites, a war that most whites do not even recognize, let alone understand.
Black-on-white crime has amassed some huge numbers since the 1960s. Since the Civil Rights Act of 1964 blacks have murdered roughly 50,000 whites. Blacks sexually assault or rape thousands, probably tens of thousands, of white women every year. In addition, the number of robberies and assaults since the 1960s is in the tens of millions. In just two years, 2012-2013, blacks committed 1,121,200 violent crimes (robbery, assault, murder, rape) against whites. For those concerned about the tsunami of black-on-black crime, the amount of black-on-white crime is virtually the same.
This is war. It is a low-grade, undeclared war, but one nevertheless. No black leader has ever made an official declaration of war upon whites, but a very large number of blacks implicitly understand that they are engaged in a struggle, and seize their opportunity to strike a blow when they can. Conversely, very few whites know the true magnitude of black-on-white crime, let alone the conscious anti-white intentions of blacks. Or perhaps they just won’t admit it, because I guarantee you every white adult experiences fear around groups of young black males after dark. There’s no denying the power of instinct, but the intellect is a much different animal.
Besides the “hot” war of violent crime, there are many other aspects of this conflict.
A telling way to look at the relations between the races is to ask, which one holds psychological dominance? Which one generally intimidates the other? Three generations previous, it was blacks who were intimidated and essentially kept in their place. Blacks faced harsh punishment for transgressions against whites. (I am not saying I want to get back to this; separation is what I want.) Now it is whites who are intimidated and fearful of offending.
A major facet of the race-war is propaganda. Blacks now enjoy many editorial or journalistic positions from which to spread anti-white messages to the nodding masses, amplified by the power of the mainstream media. Blacks also use positions in the important power bases of academia and government agencies—allied with liberal whites—to muzzle, legally coerce, and even physically intimidate whites who resist their program. Blacks successfully police our very speech. Many of us are well aware of this, but does its true dimension really sink in? Think about it: blacks can call down harsh penalties on any white who merely says something they don’t like. This psychological warfare is tending more and more strongly to demonize whites, a program that has so often led to further, harsher measures in the past. This program, ironically and hopefully, has the unintended effect of making more and more whites aware of black hostility.
Yes, blacks hold this power largely because of their alliance with Jews, but I want to leave that aside for now.
In waging the war, blacks are conquering territory from whites, an important and natural objective in wartime. They have taken over many of our once-magnificent cities, driving whites out with a range of black pathologies, mainly violent crime. They drove the whites from virtually all of Detroit, and are now moving out into the first ring of white suburbs, a phenomenon seen across the country. (I’ll be damned if they don’t bring with them into these nice white areas that same “lack of jobs/poverty/crime” the whites condemned them to, anomalously, in the inner cities.) Whites are yet again fleeing this invasion, but the overall process is slow enough that it does not take on a warlike aspect in the minds of the victims; it seems like a benign evolution, people simply moving in and out. It is not; it is the conquest of territory.
Our hostile elites force whites to offer up financial tribute to blacks. Wealth-creating whites pay a disproportionate share of taxes and blacks receive a disproportionate share of benefits via welfare payments and grants to black city governments (among other things). Blacks tend to destroy the areas in which they live, including housing, schools, and infrastructure, and then demand the great cargo-cult government provide great sums of money to fix it all. The government complies and sends a big fat check to the utterly corrupt black city governments. I have seen three generations of public housing rise and decay in Detroit, and I never cease to marvel.
Another front in the war is miscegenation. This one is really sensitive because it hits our women, our reproductive potential (not that whites are maximizing this potential), and our biological succession. Blacks increasingly appropriate the childbearing capacity of white women and with it produce their own progeny. This has, of course, a double effect: the birth of one black prevents the birth of one white. In addition, this infuses the gene pool of blacks with a greater capacity for intelligence and energy, making them more dangerous to whites. Miscegenation captures portions of our talent, our war-making capacity, for their side. It’s like a Civil War regiment captured an artillery battery and turned it to their use.
There’s only one definitive way to end this madness, and that is separation. No hatred, no retaliation, no violence needed. We hold ourselves above that. But we must induce a recognition on all sides of the imperative need of separate national homelands (after all, many blacks have called for separation over the years, and black re-segregation is proceeding apace, especially in institutions of higher education). The work of Counter-Currents in the sphere of metapolitics is exciting, necessary, and vital. I hope we have enough time left for it to come to fruition. In my mind’s eye I can just see that Nice White Country, shimmering off in the distance.
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