I remember we had a very few african and middle-eastern migrant families in the neighborhood and they wouldn't do shit knowing the rest of the neighborhood truly respected each-others and would fucking mob them if they tried doing shit. Then these families started breeding like rabbits and more migrants arrived over the decades...
It's called a regression to the mean.
The first ones are the best and brightest their shithole countries have to offer. They have enough intelligence to leave.
Their kids are the exact niggers that they were running away from.
We didn't really even notice these pieces of shit! I remember the folks spazzing out over the new Vietnamese neighbors buying the house down the block. And they were kind of slovenly, but I became friends with their son; he was super cool. Or at least little kid me thought so. Partly because he had a rifle. That was super cool to me at that time.
Man, to travel back to those days! Nothing was as fucked up yet as it is now! Well, hardly anything.
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