There are many who will not like what is sed because it goes against group think My experiences contradict what they want to believe
I was born March 2,1944
In the German Town Hospital in the German Town section of Phill. Pa.
It was 3 months till D-Day Hitler was still alive
I remember none of it For work we moved to a small town in the state of Wash., Poulsbo Then to another one nearby, Keyport
Occasionally we would go to a nearby city, Bremerton
It was on one of these trips we were left in the car It was parked in a parking lot that was on a hill
One of my sister sed something Don't remember what It was some black people Never thought anything of it
Probably around 1954 we moved to Detroit, Mich
We lived on a St called Clements Near Livernois and Davidson We moved to Santa Monica Then to Santa Rosa We went to school at St Gregory's at Finkle & Dexter
One day I was late for school I took the bus up Livernois and got off on Finkle and starting walking towards the school when I was approached by someone twice my size who demanded I give him a quarter There was the open door of a dry cleaner right there so I backed into it he left My first ever experience of being mugged
St Gregory's was all white Then he showed up Something was wrong with his hand There had never been a fight before But he arrived There were two Both involved him
My sister was molested in a public pool
I saw my first street fight
At a public pool there was a confrontation between whites & blacks I didn't understand it at the time
My friend was a paper boy He asked me to join him
The station was all blacks The 1st day there a guy told me to carry his papers When I didn't he punched me I never went back
What did they all have in common They were all black males
I left Detroit New Years eve 1959 If you would have approached me as I got on the plane and asked me if there was such a thing as a black terrorist What do you think I would say? If I used a racial slur would you label me a racist ?
This was my introduction to blacks To this day I equate aggression and violence with blacks
On the fair side my mother complained about blacks where she worked Give an inch they want a foot How true that would become
There was racial tension in Detroit at the time There was a cross burning called the cherry lawn incident
Dad ran off some potential renters A black guy hired me and another kid to help put in a laundromat
A black photographer let me watch him work
LOS ANGELES
Out of the frying pan into the fire
My father and I stayed in an apt at San Marino & Irolo Kitty corner from a play ground which is the birth place of the notorious gang called MS 13 Yes, I was threatened
That was in what is now known as Korea town Dad sent me to school in E.L.A. I took the old red car trolley downtown and transferred to E.L.A.
Salesian hi was at Soto and Whittier 3% white Did I get beat up ?
Nearby was Jackson Hi It's where the trouble makers were sent Black guys would get on the trolley flashing straight razors Nothing new here
When we lived on Monte Vista St in L.A. me and the neighbor kid went to a park a cuople of young arrogant black kids started giving us shit They were on the other side of a fence When we got close one of them spit on my neighbor They had not yet learned restraint
Then I went to work at one of the major studios (Peacock)
I was the lowest on the totem pole My immediate supervisor. Michal Bryant was a black Muslim with sixteen kids I was immediately branded a racist Then one day I asked for some help moving a pallet
Mike told me white people can't tell black people what to do anymore Such BS
Did it ever occur to anybody that he had doubts about his man hood and wanted to blame white people because he couldn't keep his dick in his pants
Then I moved on and became a night time cab driver It was almost all blacks
At the airport the cabs were metered out to stands in front of the terminals I was 2nd up when someone got in the cab in front Then someone got in my cab I waited for the guy in front to move I got out of my cab and approached him and ask to be let out He told me that if I wanted it moved to move it myself So I started to reach for the door He grabbed my arm The fight was on I backed away I was terrified of blacks When he stared to walk away I followed him When he turned around I kicked him in the nuts twice real hard Then people broke it up Back in the cab my passenger sed he claimed I called him nigger They always claim that Someone told me later they saw him limping out of the garage
At the time I read a passage that sed when people become aggressive they have already violated the laws of the universe and are there fore vulnerable I put that into practice
To sum it up When I first met you I didn't like you
Then I got to know you Now I'm sure of it
Dis liking blacks is not racism It's common sense
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