Until a few years ago, I believed all of that propoganda about blacks.
I believed that they were just like all other people and that the only
difference between them and others, was the color of their skin.
Was I ever wrong. You see, I had very little contact with the black race.
My small town had an influx of blacks from the south following
the Katrina Hurricane. This was arranged by a couple of our churches.
At first we were happy to welcome these impoverished people,
that we believed were in hardship and being neglected by the government.
We were willing to do anything that we could to help them.
All of the churches donated money to them, and many of our
citizens gave them food, furniture and clothing. All of the people
that I know that made these donations said that these people
did not thank them, nor did they show any appreciation.
Some even complained about the quality of the donations.
That is the least of it. Within six months, these refugees
made an impact upon our town, that I believe that we
will never recover from. We had a murder, three rapes,
several burglaries and several robberies at local businesses.
We never had such crime before. We had to hire five more
police officers to patrol our streets because of this crime.
We even have a begining gang problem. This was only
something that you saw on TV about some large city.
They have destroyed the apartments were they live,
the windows are broken out and there is garbage, trash
and beer bottles strewn all over the lawns. They blast
music all hours of the day and night.
A few of them work at McDonalds and Hardees,
but most are on county assistance and food stamps.
I cannot take it anymore, this town where I was
born and raised has become dangerous.
For the sake of my family, I am moving out
as soon as I find a job in a town 25 miles from here.
Now I understand why you call them NIGGERS.