As this Youtuber, Justin Wilson, is discussing in this video,
BLM is now telling blacks to kill random white people as retribution. Wilson links to a black BLM leader who is inciting this kind of violence. Wilson also cites two examples of young black men who, after seeing images of white cops killing blacks on Youtube, decide they need to go out and murder a random white person -- and they do, with the result that, as usual, the MSM neglects to report on these incidents.
Wilson also makes the comment that these two young black men might never have acted out as they did had they been watching people like Officer Tatum, the conservative, black, ex-police officer who is confronting the MSM's disinfo on police shootings with credible inside information he's getting on each case, along with his sharing his own experiences as a police officer.
In some ways relative to the above, the following is another of my personal anecdotes from the Empire State (New York):
First off, criminal Cuomo is threatening to stop certain train lines from the city to upstate, including the line to my town -- so we'll see if he makes good on this threat. Meanwhile, as is typical of so much about New York now, everything is mismanaged. I won't go into the tedious details except to say that they spend money on cameras for monitoring whether passengers are wearing their Covid masks or not, but as to everything else... you get the picture: just negligent indifference. And, of course, everything is Trump's fault -- not Pelosi and her gang of hoodlums, or Cuomo and de Blasio who, as I understand it, don't even like each other, and yet they make good partners in crime.
SO, ANYWAY... I found myself waiting for a train that was never going to show up, and even though the "check engine" light was on in my car, I decided I would drive to the city since the last time I tried to take the very same train I was bussed somewhere, dumped off at some other station (without any explanation), and what should have taken an hour and half of travel turned into a five hour ordeal. Oh, and since this very friendly young black man, with whom I was commiserating about the poor train service, etc., was also wondering what to do, I decided to offer him a ride, since he had been dropped off at the station, and so didn't have a car himself.
It turns out he was a medical technician, and so we discussed Covid-19, what his experiences were with it -- some of it pretty grizzly -- in addition to my sharing with him the problematic aspects that I'd observed both anecdotally and online. We talked about other topics as well, I learned about his family, he learned about my life as an artist in New York, and it was really a very pleasant encounter. Oh, and he even paid for gas (!)
Later that same day, I was waiting in a park -- a private park, I learned later, which was well taken care of as compared to other small parks in the city, which are no longer nice places to escape to -- and a young black man came up to me with some literature he was holding. He barely made eye contact, and seemed almost guilty about what he was doing. I couldn't understand everything he was saying, but it was something about someone in his family having been killed by the police -- oh, and he was collecting donations in that regard.
Usually, I give some money when asked, but this time I felt this person was taking advantage of the political climate, and so I simply told him that I had no cash on me, which was pretty close to the truth, in any event. He didn't react in any way, just went about his business. I really do think he felt sort of guilty for preying on the cluelessness or kindness of white people, as if he were in some way scamming them.
Not long after that, I was waiting to cross the street and a black man in a wheel chair just behind me asked me to help him go down the very slight ramp to the street. I saw the man had no legs, and I decided to help the man out since he asked me to, although obviously the man was perfectly capable to move around the city himself. So, I got him down the small ramp, where we were still waiting for the traffic light to change. Then -- and this I was sorry I did, since I'd already fulfilled all that was asked of me -- I asked the man if he wanted me to help him across the street. He said yes -- and, by the way, this man was entirely UNfriendly, not in the least pleasant to be around. So, anyway, as I wheeled him across the street I saw there was a curb, and no ramp, and I asked him if he usually could get up a curb, which wasn't very high, but still it presented a challenge. Then I saw a dip in the curb somewhat down the street, so I wheeled the man to that, and I have to say it took some serious effort to wheel this guy up onto the sidewalk since it was a bit of an incline, and this guy was pretty heavy. Of course, he made no motion to help me do this, which, of course, he could easily have done.
So, that done, the guy pointed to the McDonald's just in front of us, saying to take him inside. An Asian man who was eating outside got up and held open the door, and I wheeled the man inside the McDonald's where he directed me to the bathrooms. I saw that a code was needed in order to access the bathroom, and I mentioned this to him, whereupon he DEMANDED that I go get the code. I smiled at his utter rudeness, went to the front of the place, said to someone working there that a gentleman in a wheelchair needed to use the bathroom, whereupon the employee, who said normally one has to buy something first, went to let the man into the bathroom.
I hesitated a moment, saw that the man was being helped, and decided it was time to leave. But, I have to say, the whole experience left me feeling rather used. The way the man acted, as if he was "owed" something, left me with a real bad feeling. No, I wasn't asked to kneel on the ground and ask for forgiveness. But I was being ordered around by someone who obviously did not need my help, and only behaved this way because of the political environment -- somewhat like the guy in the park, only worse since I got pulled into his whole "scam." Also, the sense of being used is pretty crummy feeling, and it stays with you.
Actually, something that's evident concerning that day -- two days ago it was -- has to do with class, not just race. The first person had a very good job -- a career, in fact, which he was advancing in. He also greatly admired his mother, I noticed (his parents were divorced, although his father was definitely a part of his life); and he had a wife and two young children. He was also just a nice guy -- had good, positive energy, in other words -- which in some respects has nothing necessarily to do with race or class.
Anyway, as per the video I linked to, we are living in increasingly dangerous times, and this race war idea is very much on the table. I agree with the Youtuber that most of us don't want any kind of a war at all. We just want to live our lives. But if more misguided, impressionable blacks take the bait and start randomly killing whites, what is that going to lead to? And you really can't protect yourself from that kind of random, violent act -- unless you detect having a bad feeling, maybe, which might give you some time to move out of harm's way.
My God, it's all so dismal to contemplate.