August 21, 2002


Hope this doesn't offend anyone.....but seems close to the truth.

Subject: Darn Good Place

I come for visit, get treated regal,
So I stay, who care I illegal?
I cross border, poor and broke,
Take bus, see employment folk.
Nice man treat me good in there,
Say I need to see welfare.
Welfare say, "You come no more,
We send cash right to your door."
Welfare checks, they make you wealthy,
Medicaid it keep you healthy!
By and by, I got plenty money,
Thanks to you, American dummy.
Write to friends in motherland,
Tell them come as fast as you can.
They come in rags and Chebby trucks,
I buy big house with welfare bucks.
They come here, we live together,
More welfare checks, it gets better!
Fourteen families they moving in,
But neighbor's patience wearing thin.
Finally, white guy moves away,
Now I buy his house, and then I say,
"Find more aliens for house to rent."
And in the yard I put a tent.
Send for family (they just trash),
But they, too, draw the welfare cash!
Everything is mucho good,
And soon we own the neighborhood.
We have hobby--it's called breeding,
Welfare pay for baby feeding.
Kids need dentist? Wife need pills?
We get free! We got no bills!
American crazy! He pay all year,
To keep welfare running here.
We think America darn good place!
Too darn good for the white man race.
If they no like us, they can go,
Got lots of room in Mexico.


There are a few things of note in this email that was sent out by a White who was in a state of frustration and confusion. The first thing is the initial statement where the sender of the poem tried to hide himself from the fallout he knew was coming from a White person actually speaking the truth for a change on the subject of race and immigration. He was angry enough at the dismantling of his society, by the Mexican invasion underway today, to say something, but at the same time he was digging a hole to run and jump in when the PC thought police cut lose on him for speaking up.

It is time that White people stop worrying about whether or not they are going to offend some stupid liberal, and start worrying about the future of their children. If it is the truth, who cares if it offends anybody? Anyone who is offended by the truth is not worth your consideration on such a vital issue.

The poem hits first on the fact that an illegal alien who comes to America has an array of benefits handed to him, even though he is a criminal just for being here. The only response that is legal and correct for a government agency who discovers an illegal alien is to arrest him and deport him. Nothing else is appropriate. But instead, as this poem points out, the illegal squatter can expect Welfare checks and Medical coverage.

Although not mentioned in the poem, he can also expect not only an education for his illegal children at our expense, but also an education given in Spanish, so that he never will have to become “Americanized” and assimilate into our society. He will be able to help create a permanent foreign presence upon our soil.

Now, what is someone going to do, who stumbles across such a bonanza of free goodies? Why, as this poem points out, he is going to import his whole family to join in the robbery. The invasion increases in size and effect.

The next item of note is held in the lines:

We have hobby--it's called breeding,
Welfare pay for baby feeding.

The poem has hit upon something that is nearly as devastating as the act of invasion. Not only are White Americans supposed to ignore the invasion, and the loss of their lands, but they are expected to live within their own means, having only as many children as they can afford, while paying for invaders to have as many children as they can. Our numbers decrease, while those who are robbing us are breeding in large numbers, AT OUR EXPENSE! If anyone has a right to be offended, it is all White Americans at such a blatant abuse of their rights. White Americans are going to be overwhelmed by this process in less than a century, and they are still worrying about whether talking about it is going to offend someone. This is very sad.

“Finally, white guy moves away…” says the poem. Yes, finally White guy moves away, and leaves behind his home, his land, his life work to the alien invaders. He has no rights in his own country any longer. In fact he is a man without a country. For now, the White man can move away to somewhere else, that will allow him to remain in a neighborhood where he is not a minority. But the day is coming when that will no longer be an option. The number of places where Whites can run to is shrinking rapidly. At some point, the White man will have to stand and fight to protect what is his, or it will be taken from him forever.

The final line of the poem is misleading. The Mexicans will not all move up here, leaving their land free for us to run and hide in. We are not even going to be left that unpalatable choice when the end comes. We will have no place to run, and our children will be left with the chaos that our weak-kneed response to the physical invasion of our land is creating.

Lastly, the emailer attaches a plea for the recipient to send the email to all the “American Taxpayers,” who, it is hoped, will be outraged into action. Unfortunately, the only American Taxpayers who are really interested in what this poem has to say, are White American Taxpayers. The rest of the “American” Taxpayers are hoping for the day when Whites are no longer a majority in this country that Whites created. They don’t care. It is the White American Taxpayer who is shouldering the burden of the freebie handout program that “our” government is running for illegal immigrants. As long as the White man is the slave to this policy, working for his master, who takes the fruit of his labors to be used for others, he will continue to grow less and less significant in his own land. He will be ground into the dirt, until he is used up, and then he will see his children ridiculed, and forced to live in a land where they are outnumbered and hated. Their children, his unfortunate grandchildren, will be even worse off, and so it will continue, until White people no longer exist in America at all. This is not a simple question of money and taxes. This is a question of survival of an entire people, the people who built America: YOUR PEOPLE!

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