Who are the real racists?

‘The worst enemy of the black community is the white liberal’

This is their formula for the vile victory they seek. Create misery in the inner cities, where they have herded people of color, and sold them a big lie, that their grief is the conscious will of those who have not governed there for decades. That the police are not there to help, but are as an occupying army, to be heroically resisted. District attorneys, in our major cities have established policies of siding with the lowest of the communities they should be serving and protecting.

Murder rates explode where the real racists charge the police with such a bias as deserving of being defunded. By prosecuting the police more readily than criminals, they create law enforcement unwilling to act and unable to protect. With the flooding of funds from Mr. Soros and a host of NGO’s being fed through the Tides Foundation, they have released a host of predators, back into the neighborhoods, to steal, murder and terrorize people who once could walk the streets in safety.

Here is how we can tell who the real racists are.

The real racists supply communities of color with twice the number of pre-natal slaughterhouses than are found in white communities with five times the population. Margaret Sanger sings their praises from hell. The real racists provide schools that are meant to be factories of brainwashed illiteracy. The real racists propagandize the colored folk with endless excuses to hate the whites, while convincing as many as possible of the absurdity that black folks, being oppressed, cannot be racist, by definition, and claiming this is the essence of “anti-racism.” The real racists are among the truly godless, who fill the souls of God’s children with soul-killing hatred. They delight in watching the poorest and angriest bleed out in the streets, confined to their monotone neighborhoods and turning this culture of hatred against each other. The real racists, hands over hearts, proclaim their love of their victims, and promise them streets of gold, while standing over them with a boot on their throat while calculating just how they might steer the gathering insanity.

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