PROFILE IN COWARDICE

In 1995, Fedex flight 705 was hijacked leaving LAX, by a buck nigger named Auburn Calloway. A coon in his forties, he was your typical niggery looking chimp from Africa or Haiti. Very black, nappy headed, monster lips and muzzle face. A real oogaboog. He was one of the token niggers all the corporations were hiring to appease liberal niggermania, which was in full swing by then. Discrepancies were ignored, and they looked the other way on a lot of things that would have disqualified a white man for the job that this buck was given..as a pilot no less, on board many of FEDEX's flights. But like all chimps, this coon didn't fit in white society. And the higher up he got in our world, the more he failed. He was stupid, stubborn, bossy, extremely egotistical, violent, and abusive to his family. His wife finally divorced his crazy ass, and he finally got in trouble with the FCC when it was discovered that like all bucks, he lied through his teeth about his qualifications as pilot. He told the interviewers he had a ton more hours in the air than he actually did. A hearing was set for the next day to determine his fate with the company, but Rastus knew his goose was cooked. They had temporarily assigned him as an engineer aboard their flights until after the hearing. Rastus knew this was the end of his illustrious career as a pilot. But like all niggers he blamed whitey for his problems, saying that he had been "discriminated against". Don't they all? This crazy nigger also had some very unrealistic plans for his two niglets, fully expecting to enroll them both at Stanford University when they were old enough. Gimme a break...

He had also been a typical royal pain in the ass in the Air Force, and had barely gotten out of it with an Honorable discharge. He had studied martial arts, and like many bucks had worked out a lot to develop his simian muscles. This was the last thing a crazy chimp like him needed to be learning or doing. But he was at the right place and time in history, and the doors were kicked wide open for him because he was black. But now his stupidity and niggery conduct were finally catching up with him. So ole' Rastus decided to do the only sensible thing he could (In a nigger's pea brain anyway). He decided to commit suicide by killing all the pilots onboard the flight, along with all the passengers, and all the innocent people on the ground by crashing the jet into the main FEDEX terminal back at LA. In his limited chimp brain he was convinced his life insurance would pay for the education he wanted for his chimplets, as if they were smart enough to go to Stanford. And this way he would escape the music due for all his lies as well. It didn't matter one whit that perhaps a thousand whites and others would be killed along with him. After all, HE was what was important! Typical coon logic, and the most cowardly way out imaginable. He couldn't just shoot himself, oh no! He had to make a big scene about it and kill tons of people. Talk about a massive ego...

So Rastus lays his plans, albeit massively stupid ones. He leaves his will and insurance papers in a neat stack on his bed back home in his apartment, then he writes an explanation letter to his ex-wife and stuffs it in his shirt pocket. Oh, you bet! Things will sure look like an accident now, right? Sheesh.. Then he stuffs an empty guitar case with half a dozen heavy claw hammers and mallets, plus a long knife and a spear gun no less! He stashes this on the plane and takes his seat, smiling at the crew. Nobody in there suspected a thing, although everyone on board looked at him as a slacker, loud mouth, and pain in the ass coon. The plane takes off and is about three-hundred miles out when Buckwheat strikes. He grabs the spear gun and a mallet and walks into the cockpit, where three white crew members are flying the huge 747. He sneaks up behind the first guy and hits him several times really hard on the top of the head. The navigator screams and blood squirts everywhere. But before the remaining two pilots can even react, Rastus attacks the co-pilot. "I kill you muthafuggahs!" he screams as he swings his hammer murderously down on the innocent whites. The second man is knocked silly and more blood splatters the walls. The pilot grabs at the hammer, but the chimp is standing up and his simian brute strength on his side. He finally yanks it free and strikes the pilot in the head as well. Now all three men are near death with fractured skulls. But dragging himself back to consciousness, the co-pilot jumps him, then so does the navigator, though the artery in his head is ruptured and he's gushing blood profusely. They either get this nigger or he'll finish them all off and kill everyone on board and God knows who else once he has the plane under his control...

They fight and curse, dragging the buck out of the cockpit and into the hallway, where one of them grabs hold of the spear gun while the other grabs the hammer. The chimp still has his hands on both, but can't use them while he's being tackled. They fight for a good five minutes with no clear winner yet. The nigger is cussing and thrashing around like an animal. His white teeth flashing in his coal black face with nigger hatred and ferocity. "I'll kill all you muthafuggahs!" he screams. The pilot manages to regain awareness, although the entire left side of his body is now numb due to brain injury, and he can't see out of his left eye. Blood covers him and he's still bleeding massively. But he has to help somehow. He puts the plane in a dive, which throws the nigger hard up against a wall and allows the crew the upper hand. They land on top of the coon and hold him down as he continues to try and free himself, so he can finish his murderous rampage. The pilot does this twice, but the crew is weakening and the buck is gaining strength, regardless of the fact that he now has two large open wounds in his skull where they have whacked him damned hard with his own mallet. But they forgot just how thick and tough a nigger's skull is. It's over twice as thick as any other race. This is what makes them so dangerous in prize fighting. A white opponent will shatter his hands on a coon's head long before he'll do him any damage there. The pilot is now panicking because he's losing more blood and getting light-headed, and he's losing more control of his left side. Soon he won't be able to fly the plane at all...

This nigger was gaining on them as their condition weakened them. The pilot alerted the airport, who had SWAT, the fire dept, and ambulances waiting on the tarmac. He turned the plane around and headed for the airport. He prayed he stayed conscious long enough to land it, and he prayed they could contain that crazy nigger long enough to do it. Because even if he got loose now, they'd all die. The crew continued to fight on as the insane buck continued to grow in strength and determination. By some miracle the pilot managed to get the plane on the ground with only a few hundred feet left on the runway. The firemen were the first up the door ramp, and they cuffed the screaming and thrashing coon. Everyone took a deep breath of relief...

Lockup All three men recovered, but two had some permanent damage. Mr. Chimps tried to plead insanity, having his bros wheel him into the courtroom in a wheelchair as he tried to use the old "innocent victim" defense so many niggers use to get off. But the jury wasn't black and they weren't buying any of it. Rastus got life with no chance of parole. Personally I'd have given that murderous chimp death by slow public torture as an example to all the other worthless apes out there that are always pulling crap like this. Intent is everything, and this worthless piece of dog crap intended to killing a lot of people. He's a shining example of just how utterly hopeless and idiotic it is to try and inject niggers into white society. It flat doesn't work. Never has and never will. Period. He's also one of the very few chimp-out incidents that managed to slip by the liberal news censors, who routinely bury all stories like this to protect their politically correct lies about niggers and their capabilities. Albert Schweitzer was dead right about blacks. He warned whites that blacks were a severe danger to white culture and should under no circumstances ever be allowed to enter our society. He warned they would destroy it. He was indeed, frighteningly correct...

So what do we do to stop the madness? How can we finally get control of the genocide of our people? It's simple really. We must ban liberalism in all it's forms and manifestations, no matter how harmless they appear to be. Sometimes it hurts badly to lance a severe infection. But unless you do it the poison will overcome you and kill you. Our culture is sick. In fact it's dying right before our eyes and turning into an evil and diseased black parody of what it once was. People are going to fight us tooth and nail, calling us evil, heartless, racist, murderous, etc. The sky's the limit on insults as we all do what's necessary to save our race and our country. Sure. It's going to hurt like hell and turn our society upside-down until it's over and the cure is administered. But then our nation will start to heal and become whole again for the first time in over a century. No longer will we have to worry about some crazed nigger trying to kill tons of innocent people just because he "ain't gettin' enough"...

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