18 August, 2018

White “Space Racism” or “Thinking Beyond Your Nose”

Posted by Socrates in black crime, black culture, Black mentality, brown crime, brown culture, Brown Man, NASA, race, race and IQ, racial differences, racial hierarchy, Socrates, space, White explorers, White identity, White inventions, White philosophy, White thought, White-culture-as-superior at 1:08 pm | Permanent Link

(Above: the Earth’s moon)

A parable: Many centuries ago, Black and Brown people walked out of the bushes and onto the beach for the first time. They stood and looked out across the ocean, shrugged, and then walked back into the bushes. Later, White people walked onto the same beach, looked out across the ocean, built a large boat, and sailed off to explore the world. See the difference between Whites and non-Whites? Whites were born to explore, to reach for the stars, to always improve their station in life. Black and Brown people were born to eat and fuck (and rob people).

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  • 2 Responses to “White “Space Racism” or “Thinking Beyond Your Nose””

    1. The Red Skull Says:

      If we Whiteys go into Space
      To the Moon and Mars

      R we gonna havta bring the Niggers Beaners
      Gooks and other assorted human mystery meat
      Too??
      Due to Affirmative Action ?
      On Nigger Bean or Gook on each “mission”
      So they can get “credit” too?
      Probably
      Unless theres a dramatic change here!

    2. Chandala Says:

      “Since the dawn of history the Negro has owned the continent of Africa – rich beyond the dream of poet’s fancy, crunching acres of diamonds beneath his bare black feet and yet he never picked one up from the dust until a white man showed to him its glittering light.

      His land swarmed with powerful and docile animals, yet he never dreamed a harness, cart, or sled.

      A hunter by necessity, he never made an axe, spear, or arrowhead worth preserving beyond the moment of its use. He lived as an ox, content to graze for an hour.

      In a land of stone and timber he never sawed a foot of lumber, carved a block, or built a house save of broken sticks and mud.

      With league on league of ocean strand and miles of inland seas, for four thousand years he watched their surface ripple under the wind, heard the thunder of the surf on his beach, the howl of the storm over his head, gazed on the dim blue horizon calling him to worlds that lie beyond, and yet he never dreamed a sail.” — Charles Darwin