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Hydronium ago

I was all grown up in 1990. It did start out looking good. The ‘92 Rodney King riots introduced us to the new civil rights icon. Not the black scholar or businessman or pastor. The nigger. News media deliberately misrepresented the incident. Niggers didn’t care about police brutality in general. Niggers wouldn’t have given a damn, if King had been white or Chinese. Niggers eagerly seized the opportunity to steal and destroy, and physically harm other random people. A higher percentage of blacks than I had believed to be niggers, were proven to be niggers.

In 1995, the OJ trial showed the world that what niggers really want is to be able to kill white people and get away with it. It was really stark this time. How many blacks want to kill me, half of them? I don’t know, but I reserve the right to call that group by any name I want, and their lives do not matter to me.