Racist

A white man is not welcome in a black neighborhood. It's a known fact. I drove in my old neighborhood a number of years back, shortly after we moved from it. I was 9 or 10. I was afraid, not because I was told to be, mom had never 'conditioned' me to be afraid of the neighborhood. No, it had more to do with the black people there that glared at the white mother and two white children (Boy and girl) who were invading their neighborhood.

Sound's rather racist, doesn't it? No? Why not? They're discriminating against the whites, aren't they? They don't want the whites in their neighborhood, do they? Wow, sounds rather similar to the way blacks were treated in the 60's. They couldn't go into a white neighborhood without being afraid. Now it's the other way around. How is that right?

It can't be me, I am not in any way racist. Seriously. My family is of German background, my stepfather was a black man, my aunt is a black woman, a cousin of mine is a cuban from Miami...That's a pretty diverse family, and I don't shy away from any of them. So don't call me racist here. I'm just telling you what I've seen, and that is 'reverse racism'. It's taught in schools that it's different than 'racism'. It's the minorities discriminating against the majority. Well, fuck, that's racism in my book. What is it in yours?

Eggshells

I read an interesting book a few months back...can't quite remember the...oh yeah! "The Hidden Persuaders." Or something like that. Good book, good book....talks about the demonization of the parent figure, specifically the father figure by TV shows.. Yes, this book explains how Howdy Doody demonizes the adult male figure in a child's life. It was written back in the fifties. Since I've read this book I've actually seen it occuring in the media, the father is made to look like a dimwit in situations where men naturally thrive. I see women thinking circles around men when it comes to cars, construction and sports. No, nuh-uh, not right, right? Well, maybe a little...but men aren't ding-dongs. I mean, seriously here folks, it's gone from a tidbit of humor to some sort of sadistic brainwashing. Now, getting to the name of this post: "Eggshells" That's how I feel when I'm discussing these sorts of things. I mean, here I am, posting something that's sure to get the femininists all up in arms, when all I'm doing is defending the men in this world who really do know what a carburator is. Now, I may be wrong, but in discussions with liberals, femininists, and mixes of the both, defending something they don't believe in isn't protected speech, it's dangerous bigotry.

Okay, maybe I'm going a bit overboard, but it's how I feel, and that's what counts, right? Well, it is to me. Anyhooo, quite frankly I'm a little sick of my fellow men being beaten down by the women of the media. I'm tired of seeing my own archetype being belittled before my very eyes. Especially since it's been a reported brainwashing tactic since the fifties. Here's to walking on eggshells, peeps!

Christopher.

Shoot the Bastards

I was watching Worlds Wildest Police videos a few days back and I saw this wonderful little video of a police woman getting the shit beat out of her by some big 'ol black guy. (Note, I am not racist. I have an aunt who is black, and my late stepfather, too, was black, I loved them dearly and wish I'd had more time to spend with my stepdad before he died..) So, what do the passers by do? NOTHING! This woman was nearly killed, and this guy then took off. I don't think he was caught.
Now I know you're wondering what my title is all about. Well, here's the deal: People are scared to shoot the big bad criminal, white, black, indian, hispanic, native american, any of 'em. It scares the crap out of people when they think that they may kill someone. Well, newsflash, you're watching a peace officer get her brains bashed out...and you're worried someone's gonna die!? Yo, dipshit! It's him or her and you're the deciding factor!
Okay, I don't advocate shooting someone for minor crimes...although showing off your gun while they're commiting the crime is usually a deciding factor in if they stop, but seriously here folks, if they're gonna kill someone...just shoot the bastards.

A First Post.

Yeah, by now ya know I'm horrible with naming things. I'm usually quite creative...seriously! I'm probably not much different from anybody out there, and right now I'm actually a little sensitive about showcasing my views in case I get shot down. But! There's hope in that scenario! "How?", You ask? Quite simple, actually. I get shot down, I rethink my views. I learn, so to speak. Now, just because I get shot down doesn't mean I'll actually change my views, but I'll seriously rethink them, put a little effort into studying the effects of my views. Maybe I'll be able to convince the person shooting me down that their gun is only firing blanks? Then again, if it's live ammo, yeah, the argument'll die, riddled with holes from a dangerously accurate gun. (See, I told you I was creative.)

Anyways, first post jitters are still upon me, so, a little feedback, maybe? Some words of encouragement, as I have given you none...and as this petty little 18 year old puts his name, his nickname, his thoughts and feelings out there...it makes me wonder, as I did when creating the name of this blog (and almost named it after that single thought): "Why are you reading this?"