Well the millennium has come and gone as we all know, its been nearly ten years, but with it has come a new wave of degradation. So much that America has now sunk to the ocean bottom.

The eighties is when I was born, but the nineties is when I grew up. This era seemed to be the peek for everything good in America. I can remember watching television shows in which "Ebonics" was spoken down upon and rightfully labeled as what it was, broken English, I can remember that for once, the cartoons had no hidden political meaning and California was still fairly white, but then again, maybe I should have been born a year or two earlier.

Already, controversial subjects such as sex and violence were dripping their way into elementary school from middle school and middle school itself was rife with this all healing "change" that makes everything better! High school though, I couldn't yet comprehend what stage of rot they had hit, hell for all I knew, those "much bigger, bigger kids" were already killing each other just to be doing it.

I left elementary, suffered through the worst years in middle school and drifted from brainwashed high school to brain washed high school. I got spoon fed my forced liberalism, my forced communism, my love of Jew's and worst of all, I was given the gift of world hating nihilism, the one thing that is pouring into the minds of our youth at younger and younger ages. I remember I had my first drink at twelve, my first toke at 14 and my first realization that I was failing at avoiding what the communist had hoped I would do.

I was depressed though, because this is what learn to cuss like a sailor in kindergarten, learning to fight in 3rd through 5th grade, learning about all those "naughty sex moves" and gangs in middle school and throwing all my ambitions up in the air for a whole slew of mind blowing, mind rotting, depressing evil in high school, a place that knew NO BOUNDS WHAT SO EVER! You wanted drugs, ask around, you wanted sex, wait in a bathroom stall, wanted a fight, start one, nothings stopping you from dying here!

Luckily I was completely re-enlightened a few weeks ago though when my moms "black friend" brought her racially mixed, pearly white skinned, blond haired, blue eyed daughter over. The girl is the epitome of what we see as pure, she is sheer and utter deception.

Well, she's only eight but so far, she's turning out different. Already she is stunned by the insanity of people, their stupidity and being instilled in her already is that sense of nihilism that our parents obtained when they were thirty but that is now obtained in our teens, it has leaked its way, finally and forever, into the minds of the pre-adolescent.

She told me a few of her stories though, all shocking in their nature, not because I haven't ever heard them before but because of the age group of which they're encompassing. She said that she had a friend who had been kicked out his house because he was gay, he came to school the next day after sleeping in a park supposedly and dumped his "boyfriend" because he now realized that he was a "bisexual" and that he cheated with someones "lover" by "making out with them".

Utterly motionless, jaw agape, I attempted to think before asking her anything, but it was too damn strange to be true. "how old are these kids now" I asked, masking my rage behind a shapeless face, "well they're big 9 year olds" she told me.

I gave her my favorite book, coincidentally it's Fahrenheit 451, hoping she'd read and understand it, get all that it told of our highly accurate and impending doom and make her plans to leave and never come back but unluckily for her, it was too hard of a read.

I failed this one I guess but she isn't the first elementary school kid I have heard these stories from. I heard it from my 7 year old cousin who was "mad that she didn't have a boyfriend who she could kiss" and from her neighborhood friend of the same age who put it all in her head. Another time when I still lived in Tampa, the sun setting, nothing able to ruin a perfect day and a tangerine sky made by God, some girls that could have been no more then ten walked by me and one asks the other, "why'd you dump him?", the other replies, "the sex wasn't good enough".

I have been in two, working, white power movements in two different schools, both times I was 100% of the words behind their succes, one in South Florida created for the purpose of keeping niggers from breaking in front of us in the lunch line and one in military school created for the purpose of protecting outnumbered whites.

The first one worked of course as South Florida only consists of two races, White people and Cubans, with your mandatory smattering of confused niggers. We put them in their place and won our fight but as in most cases, we got too big with a loose following of 50 devoted friends, some even light skinned Hispanics who didn't know what to call themselves. By the time the principal cut us down and suspended me and my two collaborating friends, we had united almost the entire white, male population of the school and got another high school which was split evenly between blacks, Hispanics and whites into a subtle race war.

The second movement took forever to get together. Stuck in tight barracks, crawling with nigger scum listening in on every conversation a white person had to police any racism that they might hear, we had to create code words and secret handshakes. 6 referred to niggers, coming from the internet spelling for the word N1663R5, we just took the middle number and used it. We stole the Freemasons handshake in which you apply pressure to the web of the hand between thumb and index finger with your thumb. At some point we finally started fighting and winning, but only because we had been pushed this far, but it all came to an end when one of our friends was jumped while alone and had his jaw broken.

Well I guess you could say I'm starting to make my British, Irish and French ancestor's proud, mostly French and if you think thats gay, Charles Martel is the baddest white man alive. It's too late anyway though, as we speak I am teaching myself Russian and Arabic, occasionally flipping through the TV channels to see who's screaming at nothing and closing myself off to the destroyed outside world before I make my great escape with whatever I can carry to my new home, hopefully mother Russia where I can hide in Siberia, or maybe mother Jordan, but even Jordan's losing it, I understand that they now have satellite TV there with 500 channels!