I'm looking at this morning's St. Petersburg Times, a perennial Pulitzer winner (jew award).
The headline: "FIRST GRADE BOY WITH GUN KILLS CLASSMATE"
Literally a quarter of the entire front page is filled with a picture
of a weeping Black parent
and a weeping child.
Oh, but wait a minute – a tiny, literally thumbnail photo shows the victim. And she's White!
Nowhere, nowhere, NOWHERE is the race of the assailant mentioned. But if you turn to the back page, you see – MORE SUFFERING, WEEPING BLACKS!
I did some web surfing and found out that:
1) The assailant's "father" is presently in jail on unspecified charges.
2) The crime weapon, which the assailant took from home, had been reported stolen from other
people in a burglary. There was also a stolen shotgun found in the six-year-old assailant's home.
So, his "daddy" is a crackhead, with a house full of stolen guns.
Submitted by Anon.
Suppose that the African world of feline predators sat in council.
"Let's form a great hunting team embodying the talents of us all. Let diversity be our strength," said the lion, "Why we lions can add our talent of surrounding the prey."
"Yes," the cheetah responded, "that's all well and good but you seem to let many good meals slip by because you just can't run fast enough. This, I could supply."
"Ha!, " bellowed the leopard, "all of that running and chasing, for what?" "Hell, I'll just lie on a high limb ready to drop upon one that walks under. That's a plus."
In chorus, they agreed that they were all in this together and now could have all of the bases covered from trees, ambush, enclosure, running – you name it. Diversity brought it all in.
"Let's test our diverse strength and go to lunch," shouted one, and together the group left in proud stride merrily singing to a familiar melody, "Diversity, diversity, ZOG shed His strength on thee."
A hungry vulture, with vested interest, dropped in to whisper, "Over there, over there – there's a meal to be had." And so they went in the direction of the pointing feather.
"Crap," said the lion, "it's a damned forest. How can we surround anything."
"I know," cried the cheetah, "if I started running I'd bash my brains out on some damned tree trunk."
The vulture then whispered, "Over there, over there," raising the same pointing feather.
The leopard scowled and whimpered, "There are no trees from which I can leap." And so the vulture pointed and pointed and the group wandered and wandered while their hunger mounted and mounted.
Moma hyena peeked over the shrub at the moping cat congress and chuckled to her clan, "See those silly bastards? They can't get together on anything. Now we have the whole field of prey to ourselves while they bicker and bicker. They had a good thing going – and we had to work our asses off keeping up – until our uncle Steinfeld convinced them that they should combine their talents under the banner of 'diversity is strength'. In the end, they'll do each other in and we'll be in charge of the New Territory Order."
Little Rubin, a forever inquisitive pup, interrupted the prevailing content. "But what about those wild hunting dogs packs? They seem to know the value of racial cohesiveness and the strength of not being diverse."
The alpha female responded, "That will be a tough nut to crack as the 'all cats are equal' ploy will not work with them. Perhaps we could get them to declare war upon each other in case we cannot succeed in bribing them. It's worked in the past, you know."
The vulture, now soaring directly above, amusingly heard his inner voice say, "Ho ho. Those hyenas seem to think they have the world locked up with their United Rations scheme but they have 2-dimensional views. Being able to be high above, I enjoy a 3-dimensional glimpse into their future ... and it ain't pretty. Having no true racial soul, they have no idea that this is not a struggle for power, economic markets or the acceptance of all that is anti-Nature. It is a cosmic struggle in which they will be consumed – hopefully by fire."
Hillary the Red – running for the NY State senate seat – has received an endorsement from a "well respected" dark mud leader – the communist murderer and terrorist, old jail time Nelson, who learned his ABCs from his jew handler Joe Slovo. This is the kind of world all of you WW II vets got your balls shot off for. I hope you are satisfied – I am not.
The one thing which characterizes nigs, both black and white, is their propensity to create and enjoy NOISE – loud and long. Asians are usually the quietest of people and they are hardly noticed as they buy up our country. Speaking of Asians, in particular the Chinese, the apple farmers in the state of WA are now starting to complain about a problem they brought upon themselves as only short-sighted white idiots can. They agreed to sell, for a profit, of course, apple farming technology to the Chinese. Now, observers have been reporting that China has more acreage in American type apples than does our whole northwest. When the chinks start dumping their apples on the world market, there will be hundreds of US farmers who still don't get it and will busy themselves by scratching their heads and their balls while waiting in the unemployment line. While the American boob is busy shouting "racism" at every opportunity, the Chinese say nothing but they do PRACTICE IT in spades.
The black community is loaded with AIDS and syphilis. That appears to be attractive to the white sluts who enjoy playing with matches. However, our south of the border brothers are usually more heavily laced with incurable genital annoyances than are the blacks. I thought I'd mention this so you could inform all of your open minded bed companions who love the spice of risk.
This land is enjoying a heart problem epidemic, so it's claimed. The drug companies and the medical doctors are enjoying new profits from this politically correct malady. After all, it could earn you a 'handicapped sticker' which you can proudly display and use providing some welfare cow hasn't beat you to the parking space. The connection between heart problems and the consumption of hydrogenated vegetable oils such as used in margarine and nearly all assembly line "foods" was established back in 1929 about the time Roger Williams won the Nobel Prize for the discovery of pantothenic acid. During the evil days of Reich number 3, Nazi medicine came to the same conclusion. As I read from Dr. George Kastner's 1948 book The Treasure of Life, "Milk products such as butter and cheese cannot be substituted. Butter has a very strong rival. But if we continue to allow our tables to be decorated with a substitute for butter, the persons who are victims of this practice WILL SOME DAY SUFFER A HAZARD BEYOND CONTROL." Poor old Doc Kastner. He died at age 94 from eating too much butter fat. In 1992, The NY Times hinted at the very same connection. Since most Americans have their heads up their asses, they have a difficult time listening to anything. Maybe that's why they love loud nigger rock and screech.
Get the book "John Bull's Nigger". It's a lovely compendium of nigger faults in narrative fashion. If the best-selling author wasn''t black himself, he'd be ostracized for "racism" and his books banned. He tells us nothing new but at least manages to get it into print – something a honky isn't allowed to do. That's the Sonderneger business for you.
Now for a break. I'll watch the video The Professional starring 3 of my favorite jews, Jean Reno, Natalie Portman and Gary Oldman. Always remember that for every 1 who is a jew by admission, there are at least 6 others who pass themselves off as catholics, etc. During the reign of Isabel of Castile, the ratio was about 1 to 16. Spain had many problems in those days, but most believed that a sprinkle of holy water reached clear into the genes. In reality, only the flames of the stake did.