That day is coming much sooner than you think. And when it does you'll rue the day you kept your mouth shut all those years, when you could have been instilling fear in those bastards, making them leave. Oh sure, your words specifically may not get them to go, but when things start getting hostile for them..and they are..your words will ring in their ears and could be the deciding factor that tips the scales and makes them decide to pack up and head back to mud land. Your words and actions have much more effect on people than you might think.. including mouthy liberals, who will start to wonder if their beliefs are correct after all. Every single person I've talked to that has converted from liberalism has told me that it was the words of some Aryan that got them thinking. You remember that...

As most of you know, I can't leave the house here without having some kind of run-in with some variety of mud. I have to steel myself for it every time I start my truck and back out the driveway. It's a part of doing business here. And the cancer is spreading. Towns all around mine are now just as bad, and the disease is growing. The other day I had to go to a shopping mall in a neighboring town to look for an item that wasn't available locally. I finally found it at a large chain hardware store, and got in line behind a very long line of muds of all types. There were chinks, Hindus, Pakis, Mestizos, niggers, and various other sub-varieties of mud. All of them looking around like hunted animals, expecting the one next to them to try and steal something from them. Ahhh, the mud mentality. If they are capable, then so must everyone else be...

The line was ridiculously long and had stopped moving because some extremely fat niggah ho' was incapable of operating the ATM scanner, and was holding everyone up. So I went up to the checker and asked her to call for another clerk. Ahead of me in line was your classic slut\ho'. Decked out in a form fitting, extremely loud purple dress, stiletto heels (purple too of course), Huge, purple loop earrings the size of hoola-hoops, a wild looking Afro with purple paint sprayed in it, sunglasses to make her look "cool", and a purple purse large enough to carry around a niglet (And who knows, she might have had one in it.). She was the epitome of coondom. Black as tar, and with the classic ho' stance and tude', she stood there listening to every word I said to the checker. As etiquette and common courtesy dictate, the person who calls the checker is the one that goes first. But this worthless ho' had other ideas. Some girl that worked there happened to walk through one of the shut down check stands, and that bitch literally jumped to get ahead of me in line at the new counter. But then she discovered the girl was just passing through and had to get back in line. She had blown her plan, and now I knew what she was up to. Typical nigger...

Another minute went by, and a nice looking blonde woman appeared. As she walked by, she grabbed the ho's cart and pulled her ahead of me to the new checkout stand! The bitch ho' glared at me and gloated in triumph, head held high as she passed by me to the newly opened counter. I was livid. Speaking up I said, "Hey! I was next in line and I'm the person who called you to begin with!" The liberal bitch just ignored me as if I weren't there, and continued to pull blacky into the checkout lane. She was demonstrating her favoritism for blacks and that fact that she was one of California's finest..a rabid liberal, and I'd bet money a lesbian to boot. I held my peace until the ho' had finished paying for her crap and was now bagging her stuff, then I lowered the boom on her. "Just what do you have against me, huh? The liberal looked at me with false innocence. "Why nothing! Why?" "Don't hand me that "why" crap. You knew I was next in line, and I was the one who called you in the first place. Instead you let that ho' in ahead of me!" My use of the word "ho'" shocked her liberal sensibilities and she said, "What did you say?" "I answered her. "Ho! Ho! Ho! And stop getting off point....!" She interrupted me and said to the black slut, "I apologize for him ma'am." I got furious. "Don't you apologize for me, you brain dead liberal! If it walks like a duck and quacks like a duck, it's a goddammed DUCK!" Suddenly a black assistant store manager appeared and started speaking in soothing tones. "No need to be upset. It's not worth it." "Tell it to Oprah here!" I growled. "In the meantime BUTT OUT!" I then turned back to the liberal. "You deliberately dragged that piece of crap through the line ahead of me, and you ignored me when I tried to tell you about it. It's not the time you stole from me, it's the principle of the thing. Whites are sick to death of blacks, Mestizos and you liberals treating us like second class citizens, and it's going to stop..."

"I-I didn't hear you." she stammered. "Horseshit! You looked right at me, then gave me a smug smirk! You ever do that to me again and you might find that smirk lying on the floor next to you!" Suddenly alarmed by the direction things were going, that fat black manager spoke up again. "Now now! We must all get along! You..." "Oh shut the f%*k up already!" I cut him off. All this time the ho' was quickly bagging her stuff, and she hauled butt out of the store before I could target her evil black ass. She had started the whole thing and she knew it, and knew she deserved a royal ass kicking for getting ahead of her better. But niggers just adore jumping ahead of whitey, and irritating the hell out of him every chance they get. That's because most whites wouldn't say shit if they had a mouthful. I was the joker in the deck. This time her antics were about to land her in some very hot water, and she was scared... good. She could have told the clerk I was first and could have refused to go ahead of me, like any lady would have done, but she's a nigger, and blacks can't even spell courtesy, let alone know what it is. She was just another disgusting example of why those vicious apes have no business in our society...

I finished reaming the liberal, then bagged my stuff and left. And weirdly enough, that stupid coon manager followed me out, all the while telling me to "Have a nice day!" over and over again. And then it dawned on me that I'd scared the beejeebers out of him, and he was worried that I'd come back here with more people like me, and rip him..and that store a new orifice. If there's one thing universal with all muds beside their hatred for us, it's their fear. They fear us to the bone. It's the reason our fathers were able to keep them in check for so long. But with the advent of liberalism and their vile propaganda, whites have lost the will to fight back, and with it, their country. For like cockroaches, muds will continue to pour in as long as the lights are out. And the light of wisdom has gone out in America. We must rekindle that light and re-establish a homeland for our people. Having a smaller, all white nation is in truth a good thing. It will be far easier to keep our culture intact and to protect it from outside influences. If we can pull it off, it will indeed be the first Aryan nation to last a thousand years...

I left quite an impression when I left that store, and wished that more of my people would fight back as I had just done. Respect isn't given freely..it's earned....