Some say the lack of education causes blacks to turn to drugs and crime.

They say lack of opportunity leads to them selling drugs. They say being made slaves affects their ability to function in society. I say bull! How many of you know, or ARE you, people from the hills? I have family All through the hills of Md. and Wt. Va.. I have seen what real poverty here in America is.

In the old days, coal miners were nothing more than legalized slaves. The company owned the shack they called a house where they charged the miner rent. They owned the store where they charged the miner high prices for what goods he HAD to have. Once a man went to work for a company like that, he usually was theirs. He never got out of debt to them. I have worked in the coal fields, but only experienced a little of the hardships miners endure. Today things are much better, but far from excellent. I knew men who in the old days had orders to bring the mules out first in the event of a disaster. They used mules to pull the coal cars out of the mine. Mules cost the company money, men didn't the could hire another to replace them easy enough. Working in some of the most hazardous and dangerous conditions one can imagine, and living in the most deplorable environments, these noble people did not turn to crime.

They worked and they worked hard to survive and take care of their families. They didn't depend on the government to do it for them. America is full of stories from the coal mines where help was abused, To truckers who drove endless hours, not getting paid for "empty" time or breakdowns, to mill workers enduring untold heat and dangerous conditions, to Waterman working the great bodies of water often in sub zero weather, braving the ice and snow. There were carpenters cutting boards by hand, not with power tools, and driving nails all day with hammers, not air guns. Bridge and high steel workers working hundreds of feet in the air usually with no safety equipment of any kind, many falling to a horrible death.

The list is endless. Farmers struggling from before sun up to after Sun down, with the entire family helping, just to get by. Men working untold long hours just to take care of their families. Men not afraid of work. Men doing what they had to do to survive.

America is still full of these same kinds of people today. Proud, hard working people not afraid to get their hands dirty. Not afraid of a little sweat and grime. Not backing down on their responsibility to take care of their own. What are these wonderful people getting for all they do?

They are getting to have everything they do, buy and sell taxed to death. Taxes for illegal immigrants, who won't fight in their own country to make things better there but want to come here and live off of what our forefathers and we have done. Taxes to take care of and pay those who won't work, who are too "good" to take that kind of job, but not to proud to sit back and collect welfare each month. Taxes to pay for an out of control government fatcats paying themselves huge salaries and living a life of ease and luxury while those of us footing the bill are barely getting by. Taxes to pay for housing for some the most fiendish criminals on earth, because the death penalty is cruel and unusual punishment. Taxes to pay for health care for those running our borders illegally, but who our dear elected officials think are entitled to everything and more than the very people who elect them to office and pay them.

Americans, especially WHITE Americans had better get it together and get it together quick before it's too late. Time is fast running out for us. The way of life we so cherish is being robbed from us an inch at a time.

The "political correct" government is telling people the Klan is nothing more than a terrorist group, a hate group and a violent group. Here we are, proud white people struggling to survive, sworn to uphold and defend the constitution, and to honor Jesus Christ and His teachings, and they call us bad. Go figure.



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