A guy I';ve known for 20 years asked me if I even knew any black people when I pointed out all the lies the media was spewing about these Burn Loot Murder martyrs, even sending him videos. Still wouldn't accept it and had the gall to ask me if I knew any black people. He left his wife after about 2 years and immediately shacked up with this niggerfaggot he used to work with. I was his best man. When we met was the semester I moved into the same dorm as him my 2nd semester after transferring, and within weeks I was dating a mudblood that I nearly married after 5 years. I've dated other black females, too. I live in a majority black part of the city while he lives in the safe suburban incorporated municipality literally on the other side of the tracks, and up a hill, far away from where the blacks typically live. And he had the gall to ask whether I even knew any blacks. he was always a CONSOOOMer, but his brain is totally gone.
I've lived in black hoods and know enough to avoid the females.
these were dorky middle or upper class nigresses with actual skills
I've met a few of those also. They tend to be civil in a shallow way until you cross them and then they go ghetto. I actually worked in a marketing office for a short time for a chubby black lady. Her, I liked. Easy to work for, gave me clear assignments and was happy with my writing skills. Only reason I quit was because my typing machine melted down and wasn't replaced. Also, pay was minimum wage. Either the contract was bid too low or she was skimming so the money wasn't there. Casio CW 16, as I remember it. I left it on overnight and it committed suicide. Other than sketchy electronics it had some great features.
One thing I've noticed about black people in general I'd that they are not creative and resourceful. It's like they have no imagination to innovate and improve the world around them.
I've tried to make friends with blacks in the past. Every time I was regarded with suspicion and distrust.
Now with all this BLM shit, when they look at me I just shrug, "I tried"
I used to have a fair amount of black friends, even went to barbeques in the projects, but only the one very near to the commercial district near the middle class neighborhoods, not anywhere like Hill District or Homewood. Most of the people in my building are black, as is my landlord, and I only moved in because I knew one of the elderly men that lives here. After a year I have seen what they are really like. Even "the good ones" are bad when you get to see what they are like when they aren't on their best behavior. I though some could be trained to be civilized, but you can't take the nigger out of the nigger. It's always somewhere in there.
Same here. Blacks made me a racist, I guess.
By the numbers, proximity to blacks and racism are directly correlated.
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