As I stood in line at the checkout, waiting to pay for my purchases, I had to wait behind a long line of Asians, Somalis, Hindus, blacks, and of course wetbacks with their endless brood of screaming, nasty little trolls. Though this store was smack in the middle of a white area, the muds have recently found it, and are now overrunning it to the dismay of the management and staff..not to mention the old established customer base. I saw the look of horror, revulsion and helplessness on the face of an elderly white lady who was forced to be sandwiched between a reeking ghetto black and a pair of shifty eyed Asians, fresh off the boat from China. They both were darting their eyes around guiltily, knowing damned well they weren't welcome here, or supposed to be here, but staying anyway out of the same greed that motivates all the other parasites of the world that "just want a better life". Yeah..ours. Suddenly, without warning the rage inside me exploded. With the same unexpected feeling you get when you're suddenly overtaken with the uncontrollable urge to puke your guts out at a high society dinner, I let loose on all of them...

I knew I was making a scene, but at this point I flat didn't care. What angered me even more was the fact that I was alone in my rage. Sometimes being a leader really sucks out loud. I've lost count of the times I've looked at the sheeple around me as they cowered in fear and awe at my ability to speak out. It only builds a deep disgust for them all inside me, making me wonder why I even care anymore. "We've got to do something about all these stinking immigrants!" I shouted angrily. "We're being overrun!" The guy behind me piped up and said, "I'm an immigrant, so what's wrong with being one?" A liberal on the hoof. It was all I could do not to smash his arrogant face in on the spot. "Are you black?" I asked him. "No, but..." "Are you Mestizo?" "No, but..." Are you Asian or Somali, or some type of radical Moslem?" He stopped trying to talk and just shook his head. "Then your kind is welcome here. All this "diversity makes us strong" horse shit is nothing but a Jew propaganda ploy to destroy this nation through racial dilution. Whites built this country, and we allowed white immigrants! The JEWS infiltrated Washington and created all these recent immigration programs to destroy us!"

Then I turned on the Asians. "Hey you! Yeah you! You're not welcome in my country and you damned well know it. So get the fuck out!" I turned on the rest of them and addressed them as they stared at me in shock and hostile rage. How dare this..this white actually speak up! "You too. All of you. Get the fuck out, and take all your kind with you! You're not wanted or welcome here. We damned sure didn't invite you, and just because our corrupt communist government said you could come in doesn't mean you should have, and you damn well know it!" I scowled at them in wild-eyed rage, daring any of them to say a word. "There's a civil war coming soon, and whites are going to send all of you bastards packing. One way or the other, you're leaving. So you can leave now, or leave by force. And don't expect this Jew run government to protect you, because we'll deal with those assholes first! We're taking our country back!" You could have heard a pin drop. The little bitch of a checker reached for the phone and started to call security. "Don't bother. I'm leaving." Then I turned and pointed my finger menacingly at all of those cockroaches infesting the store. "And so are you!"

I stomped out and went to my truck, but instead of leaving I sat in the parkinglot and watched the store. By ones, twos and threes the invaders left as they checked out, but instead of walking to their cars they ran! Stark terror was etched on their greedy faces as they looked fearfully right, then left as they made their way quickly to their cars and left. I began to laugh. It had felt good. Damn good to let loose in there. I had put the fear of God in a whole pack of maggots in one fell swoop. And they'd go home and tell others, who would tell even more, and soon hundreds of those cockroaches would be laying up late at night, listening fearfully to sounds in the dark, terrified of that fateful knock on the door that I told them would soon come. And I can promise you a number of them will indeed pack up and go home. Not all of them, but some. And the ones that stay will be that much more demoralized and uncertain of their victory over whitey..and that much closer to going home themselves. And this is my whole point. If all of us just stood up to these maggots and told them to get the hell out..or else, there'd be a tidal wave at the airport as millions of invaders headed for home...

We must fight the soul eaters with everything we have, or watch all that we love, and everything we stand for be eaten alive by millions of greedy, ugly, stupid brutes that have no more business here than a fish does riding a bicycle. But it's up to you. So what if you get arrested for disturbing the peace? It's only a small fine. Are we so chickenshit now that we can't even make the tiniest of sacrifices to hold onto what we have? What would our fathers and forefathers think of us? More importantly, what do you think of yourself? It's time to stir the bucket and add a little chaos to the mix. The main ingredient however, is guts. Got any??