Yes, there are bad Whites, but there are not a lot of them.We all know there are scums amongst us. Except in the White community, someone like that usually gets a punch in the face. Or he gets his property damaged. Or gunshots in his window. Or a ton of menace and threats. He goes out in town and people confront him on the streets, walk up to him, try to start a fight with him, and literally order him out of town. The cops find out about it, don’t get involved, and seem to say, “He’s a scum. Go ahead and run his ass out of town. One less POS we have to deal with.”
Word travels fast among Whites. I would meet people who I had never met before, who would come up to me, and say, “Hey, Bob.” I’d look at them like, “Who the Hell are you?” Some of them were cops. How did they know my name? I’d meet people and they’d say, “You don’t know us but we know you. We’ve been watching you for years, five or ten years. We like you too. We went to some of your parties but you don’t recognize us.”
Also the White community polices its bad actors.
The Black community fails to set standards for behavior or sets them ridiculously low. It gladly tolerates minor shittiness that would get you a knuckle sandwich in Whiteville.
Like ripping people off for $5-15. Ghetto Blacks do this all the time. If you let them, they will take you for more, up to $50-80.
The ones who ripped me off were all Black women because Black men are so scary I mostly just don’t deal with them. But being a pig who screws anything that moves and thinks a lot of Black chicks are hot, of course I’ve dealt with Black chicks most of my life because I’m trying to fuck them. Duh.
They have a pretty damn poor track record. They were 5-10X more likely to steal from me than White women. White women don’t really rip you off. It’s considered to be low, literally “acting like a nigger.”
Whites don’t like to be called niggers or be told they act like niggers. And if you act bad enough, that is exactly what people will call you. You will essentially be evicted from the White race and be told you are Black.
We don’t care what you look like. You act like a Goddamned ghetto nigger, so that’s what you will be called. Niggers come in all races.
You will be told, “Leave this town and go to Detroit where you belong.”
Usually scumbag Whites who act very bad in our communities are White lowlifes who just so happen to typically be White trash trailor park types who are usually quite racist. Way more racist then the rest of the town calling him a nigger. Well, racist Whites really hate being called niggers. Them’s fighting words. They look like they will murder you when you call them that. It’s their ultimate raw nerve designed to push them over the edge: calling them niggers. So of course that is what these Whites precisely get called, just because we know they hate it that much.
White policing seems to work. The community polices itself. The Black community does not police its own. It sets very low bars for behavior and lets other Blacks get away with shit that you would get your ass kicked pretty quick in Whitetown.
You stole $15? First of all that’s pathetic, and you are truly being a nigger by stealing a petty amount of cash. If we get ripped off for a good amount, of course we hate you but we get it. It was worth it to grab your $240. In a way you admire them because at least the crime was understandable. And a lot of Whites will almost respect you for a good burn.
You showed us up. You shamed us. You showed us just how stupid we were. In the future we have to act smarter and quick being such chumps and marks. In that odd way, Whites get more furious about getting ripped off for $20 than for $200.
You go around Whiteville stealing $5-25 here and there on a regular basis, and you’re going to get hit. Punched. In the face. “Get the message, bitch? Knock it off!”
Blacks don’t do this. They act like this is normal behavior so amongst these Blacks you have all these sleazy people who think ripping you off for $5-25 is perfectly normal behavior and you are the jerk for getting mad about it. There’s no policing. It’s regarded as normal, like walking down the street.
The White Community Polices Its Own
A guy was going around ripping off us drug dealers and we got together and slashed all his tires. Then we engaged in nonstop phone terrorism against his home. Then we made a bomb and put it on his car and blew the Hell out of his windshield.
As if that weren’t enough, a bunch of other folks who he also ripped off went over to his car in his apartment complex garage in the middle of the night and somehow turned his car literally upside down! So when he came down to get in his VW bug the next morning, he saw a car that was literally sitting on its head with his wheels in the air. LOL! How the Hell do you remedy a situation like that?
The guy was a cocaine addict. Well, that was his excuse. He was really a Goddamned psychopath. He went around to all us dealers and got us to front him ounces of weed. $60 apiece back then. He nailed me for two.
Then he would take them, sell them for cocaine, hole up in some rat-hole motel in San Fransisco, and put a needle into his vein. When he came back, his attitude was, “Hey, fuck all of you. Sorry, I’m a cocaine addict and I can’t help being a thief. None of you are getting any of your money back. By the way, I did nothing wrong and of course we still friends even though I literally stole from you. And about the weed I stole? You’re never getting paid back. That’s the way of the world. Oh, and tough shit if you don’t like it. By the way, I’m an addict and I can’t help it. Ha ha.”
Well, we dealers were hopping furious at him because we were not used to being ripped off. Most of us never fronted because everyone is your best friend and would never rip you off and deserves a front and of course will pay you back except it’s not true. You get away with it for a while if you vet your friends well and act like you will murder them if you don’t the money. A little terror works wonders.
Problem is you can’t vet psychopaths. This guy, we had no idea he was a psychopath because it only came out in the context of drug addiction. But we thought he was being a huge ass even if he was an addict. “You’re an addict? So what! Pay for your dope, asshole. All the other addicts do!”
But he was special so he got to steal, and ha ha, you can’t get him back neener neener. By the way, we’re still friends, right? God, the arrogance!
He looked me straight in the face and said, “Bob, I swear to God I will pay you back.” I’m good at reading people. I looked him hard straight in the face and sized him up. He saw me do it and straightened his back. “I swear to God, Bob.” I’ve literally known this guy like a good friend since, what? 7th grade? 1969? Here he is, it’s 1986, and he’s asking me to front him. I’ve known him for 17 damned years. I trust him, in part because of that.
Problem is psychopaths are chameleons. They look you straight in the face, and you gaze hard into their eyes, and you think, “There’s no possible way this guy could be lying to me. I know what a liar looks like, and this ain’t it.” He looks like a completely honest person. So you trust him, he fools you and he burns you. And that’s how psychopaths roll. And it’s how they’re so good at what they do.