My friend at Diversity Chronicle just sent me a copy of Chinese Girl in the Ghetto by Ying Ma. I found it to be riveting – as evidenced by the fact that I finished it in one sitting.

One of the Amazon reviews states that the author highlights racial tension in the Bay Area’s lower-income neighborhoods between blacks and Asians. This might be accurate, if by “tension” we mean a one-sided onslaught of callousness, abuse and hatred by blacks and Hispanics against Asians.

Ma describes ongoing  black-on-Asian abuse in the introduction, where she writes (pg. xii):

Then the year 2010 arrived and brought forth multiple crimes that forced me to look at my book project in a wholly different light.

In April, two black teenagers punched a Chinese immigrant, 59-year-old Tian Sheng Yu, in the mouth in downtown Oakland. He fell on his head, spend the next few days in critical care, and subsequently died. The same two teenagers assaulted the victim’s 27-year-old son before and after they assaulted the father. Between late March and early April of the same year, five black teenagers assailed five older Asian women, including one who was 71 years old, on separate occasions in or near a public housing project on the Lower East Side of New York City. In late March, five black teenagers surrounded a 57-year-old Asian woman at a light rail bus stop in San Francisco; o of them grabbed her and threw her from the platform onto the rails before beating her. In January, black teenagers kicked and beat 83-year-old Huan Chen after he got off the same bus stop. He, too, died from his injuries.

Some of the perpetrators, like those who attacked Mr. Huan Chen, demanded money before they ran off laughing. Most, however, acted for no apparent reason aside from the satisfaction of perpetrating a beating.

After the attacks, an uncomfortable question stared everyone in the face: What role had racism played in motivating the attacks? In response, local officials and local media bent over backwards to deny or discount the issue of race…

Later (pgs.81,82), she describes her first experience with casual black theft, when other students stole her treasured, and sentimental, pen from her. She writes:

In the ghetto, however, I could not count on my classmates to know right from wrong, nor could I count on the adults to ferret out fault and dispense punishment. Standing in a church with less than a month under my belt in this new country, I clutched a stubby No. 2 pencil that I did not want, far away from my friends who would have never subjected me to the same display of shamelessness. Instead of my former classmates’ familiar faces, I now saw panhandlers who refused to take no for an answer, thieves who stole my belongings, and thugs who harassed my grandmother.

Others have already written about the problem of black on Asian crime. What this book brings to the table is, in my opinion, an excellent first-hand account of a young, naive, civilized person’s first encounter with savages. It also presents a thought-provoking comparison between two brutal, and failed, big-government approaches to social problems. I’ll quote another Amazon reviewer, M.J.R.:

But at a deeper level, it is a fascinating anecdotal account of the the unintended results of government planning in two very different societies

Indeed. Ma’s account of the heavy-handed way communist Chinese schools dealt with students (pgs. 35-40) should make American students treasure the freedoms they have, while her account of her aunt’s forced abortion (pg. 101) is a tearjerker. While tales of black racism, against Asians, are abundant, Ma does not delve into their root causes, other than to state (pg. 82):

I hated the three thieves. I hated their poverty, which had inspired them to covet my possession and conspired with them to take it from me. I hated their parents, who had failed to teach them that being poor was no excuse to steal.

But there can be little doubt that Ma is acutely aware of the fact that liberal government policies have taken normal black dysfunctions and magnified them considerably.

Thanks to her life experiences, Ma leans to the right. She supported California’s Proposition 209 (pg. 144) and, thanks to her life-experiences, is an active participant in American conservative thought and politics.

I doubt we’ll ever know if Ma appreciates the importance of HBD (Human Biological Diversity – or the reality of biological racial differences), her book exists at the crossroads of ethnic identity and HBD. Her experiences were similar to mine. She writes (pg. 16, after recounting a long fistfight she had with a racist Hispanic bully):

I firmly held onto my ethnic pride. In elementary school, I reverted to my Chinese name. In junior high school, I got into a fight.

Getting into a physical fight with one of her tormentors was an act of great courage on her part; it goes against the very nature of Asians in America, as Ma describes on several occasions, for example on page 146:

Shortly after I graduated from college, I saw a black woman shriek curses at a Korean man on a bus between New York City and Washington, DC. “You f—ing Chinese person! Didn’t you hear that I asked you to move your ass? You too stupid to understand English or something?” she berated him. Years later, I saw a black girl yell at the top of her lungs on a Manhattan-bound Number 7 train, “Man, I fucking hate Indian people. They smell, too, because I know they don’t wash.” Just as in Oakland, those who witnessed these incidents looked away and pretended nothing had happened. More often than not, I joined them in their silence.

But even if such verbal abuse is met with silence and retreat, it still has an effect on the target population. The effect is often a heightened sense of ethnic identity among the target population. In my case, years of forced busing in California, with its constant threats and intimidation by blacks (along with their grotesquely exaggerated sense of racial pride), helped reinforce my own ethnic identity. Both Ma and myself were acutely aware of our ancient heritages – as we each confronted the black inner-city non-culture of mindless savagery. I was 11 when I was thrust into the jungle. Ma was 10.

Ma comes close to supporting HBD. For example, on page 109, she writes:

The white students at school made up an extremely small minority of the student population, but along with certain Asian students, they were always present in the small number of “gifted” classes the school offered.

At some point, it must surely have occurred to Ma that the stark racial disparities she witnesses might be due not only to upbringing, but also to inherent differences between the races. Not wishing to destroy her career, she would have avoided stating so in her book.

Regarding Hispanics, she writes (pg. 124):

Over time, our street became browner, but not less poor or less dangerous. After a couple of years had passed, the two-story apartment building that the police had visited on my first night in the neighborhood became almost entirely populated by Hispanics residents…

Our new neighbors offered up blaring music every weekend, starting early in the morning and lasting well after dark. They also threw parties that caused hordes of cars to be parked everywhere along our block, on the curb, in front of our house, and sometimes in our driveway. On weekends and late afternoons, the children of the families who lived next door screamed outside, climbing over the fence into our backyard and horsing around on our front porch without permission.

After the Hispanics kids next door destroyed the Ma’s sunflowers, Ying found the courage to enter the offending childrens’ apartment to confront the parents – and, after telling the culprits’ middle-aged mother about their crime, the children were mercilessly spanked and forced to apologize.

Regarding busing, and its effects on white schools, Ma writes about transferring to a school in a whiter part of town. Unfortunately, many NAMs* had the same idea (pgs. 128,129):

Each day, they took public buses up the hill from neighborhoods farther away from the school, far poorer, and more unsafe than mine. Somewhere between where they lived and our high school, the buses stopped and I hopped on. Together, we made our way up to a pristine and beautiful part of town that neither their parents nor mine could afford to live in. On our way up, we caught a view of the bay that divided San Francisco from Oakland. On clear days, we could even see as far as San Francisco. At first I imagined that we were leaving behind the grittiness of Oakland. In reality, we were merely bringing it up to the hills.

Taking the book at face value, I admire Ying Ma. She’s not afraid of confronting her own flaws and sins. At the same time, we might say that she did a great job of “overcoming diversity.” I would hope that just as she was not afraid to expose the biased media and black racism in the past, so too will she speak up for what is right and take an openly pro-white stance. After all, Asians aren’t the only ones who suffer from black and Hispanic racism.

*Non Asian Minority

I just read a fascinating article, by Kathleen Mcaulitte, at The Atlantic.com. It has to do with the research of Jaroslav Flegr, whose theories about the microbe Toxoplasma gondii are revolutionary. Here are some excerpts from the article:

… Starting in the early 1990s, he began to suspect that a single-celled parasite in the protozoan family was subtly manipulating his personality, causing him to behave in strange, often self-destructive ways. And if it was messing with his mind, he reasoned, it was probably doing the same to others.

The parasite, which is excreted by cats in their feces, is called Toxoplasma gondii (T. gondii or Toxo for short) and is the microbe that causes toxoplasmosis—the reason pregnant women are told to avoid cats’ litter boxes. Since the 1920s, doctors have recognized that a woman who becomes infected during pregnancy can transmit the disease to the fetus, in some cases resulting in severe brain damage or death. T. gondii is also a major threat to people with weakened immunity: in the early days of the AIDS epidemic, before good antiretroviral drugs were developed, it was to blame for the dementia that afflicted many patients at the disease’s end stage. Healthy children and adults, however, usually experience nothing worse than brief flu-like symptoms before quickly fighting off the protozoan, which thereafter lies dormant inside brain cells—or at least that’s the standard medical wisdom.

But if Flegr is right, the “latent” parasite may be quietly tweaking the connections between our neurons, changing our response to frightening situations, our trust in others, how outgoing we are, and even our preference for certain scents. And that’s not all. He also believes that the organism contributes to car crashes, suicides, and mental disorders such as schizophrenia. When you add up all the different ways it can harm us, says Flegr, “Toxoplasma might even kill as many people as malaria, or at least a million people a year.”

Mcauliffe brings up a good point toward the end of the article (it’s worth reading the whole thing):

But T. gondii is just one of an untold number of infectious agents that prey on us. And if the rest of the animal kingdom is anything to go by, says Colorado State University’s Janice Moore, plenty of them may be capable of tinkering with our minds. For example, she and Chris Reiber, a biomedical anthropologist at Binghamton University, in New York, strongly suspected that the flu virus might boost our desire to socialize. Why? Because it spreads through close physical contact, often before symptoms emerge—meaning that it must find a new host quickly. To explore this hunch, Moore and Reiber tracked 36 subjects who received a flu vaccine, reasoning that it contains many of the same chemical components as the live virus and would thus cause the subjects’ immune systems to react as if they’d encountered the real pathogen…

Reiber has her eye trained on other human pathogens that she thinks may well be playing similar games, if only science could prove it. For example, she says, many people at the end stages of AIDS and syphilis express an intense craving for sex. So, too, do individuals at the beginning of a herpes outbreak. These may just be anecdotal accounts, she concedes, but based on her own findings, she wouldn’t be surprised if these urges come from the pathogen making known its will to survive.

“We’ve found all kinds of excuses for why we do the things we do,” observes Moore. “‘My genes made me do it.’ ‘My parents are to blame.’ I’m afraid we may have reached the point where parasites may have to be added to the laundry list of excuses.”

Mcauliffe goes on to write:

In fact, I’ve been wondering whether T. gondii might in some small way be contributing to my extreme extroversion—why I can’t resist striking up conversations everywhere I go, even when I’m short of time or with strangers I’ll never see again. Then it occurs to me that cysts in my brain might be behind my seesaw moods or even my splurges on expensive clothes. Maybe, I think with mounting conviction, the real me would have displayed better self-control, had I not been forced to swim upstream against the will of an insidious parasite.

I realize that it is grossly premature to suggest this, but then again, I’m not writing for a peer-reviewed journal. Perhaps Mcauliffe is wrong in assuming that there is a “real me.” Perhaps what we perceive as free-will and seemingly random desires, preferences and fancies are actually dictated by microscopic struggles and interactions that occur within a stew of microbes that reside within our brains. If we are tempted to define whatever lurks beneath this stew as the “self”, it may be just as valid to define the entire entity, microbes and all, as the “self.” If so, it would give new meaning to the term “cat people.”

Though Reuters is certainly not the only organization to engage in hate-mongering against whites, two recent articles illustrate its double standard when reporting interracial crime. Here’s one of the two articles, where the defendant was a white man:

JACKSONVILLE Fla. (Reuters) – Michael Dunn, a middle-aged white man, was sentenced to life in prison without parole, plus 90 years, by a Florida judge on Friday for killing an unarmed black teenager in an argument over loud rap music.

Reuters makes absolutely certain we all know that the murderer is white, while his victim was black. But when the perpetrators are black, and the victims of another race (such as Asian), Reuters is silent about the race of the perpetrators – as we see here:

(Reuters) – Two men accused of fatally shooting a pair of Chinese graduate students at the University of Southern California were charged on Tuesday with capital murder, making them eligible to face the death penalty if convicted, prosecutors said.

The only reason the (implied) race of the victims is mentioned is that the crime caused an international incident. Given that rap is primarily a black thing, and that incident #1 involved a white man who objected to loud rap, one could argue that the race of both parties was relevant enough to mention. However, we can make a similar argument regarding the second incident. The neighborhood was crawling with dangerous feral black “youth,” and the Chinese students were neither warned, nor prepared, for this. USC essentially killed them with political correctness – by withholding important information about blacks, and by not making John Derbyshire’s essay, “The Talk: Nonblack Version” available to them. When American universities accept students from safe parts of the world, it’s their responsibility to enlighten them as to the realities of life in the ghetto.

In fact, the second article continues:

Earlier this month the two Chinese students’ families filed a wrongful death lawsuit accusing the school of misrepresenting the area where they were shot as safe and failing to provide security patrols.

By and large, people are shallow creatures. They “know” whatever information is fed to them. They believe what they are told, and their blind obedience to trends and fashions allows certain industries to milk them like cattle, making countless billions of dollars in the process.

When the hoi polloi is fed a constant stream of media clips, which insidiously imply white guilt and black victimhood, reasoned argument cannot shake them from their resulting faith. It becomes ingrained in them.

Back in 2009 Michael Medved asked, rhetorically, “Are black victims of police brutality the only ones that count?” Medved contrasted the media treatment of white victim Christopher Harris, who suffered a brain injury at the hands of police, with black non-victim Louis Gates, who suffered a minor inconvenience. Harris got virtually no media attention, while the Gates incident was front-page news for weeks – with Obama even inviting the interested parties to the White House for a “beer summit.”

A more recent, and better, comparison would be between Jason Cox, a white victim of police brutality, and Adam Tatum, a black victim. Both were badly beaten. Cox, who was beaten by police in 2011, won $562,000 from the city of Portland. Tatum, who was beaten in 2012, is suing for 50 million dollars. Both incidents were recorded by video, which appeared to support the victims’ accounts.

A Google search for “Jason Cox +brutality” yields only 5 results, 4 of which are from local news outlets. In contrast, a search for “Adam Tatum +brutality” yields over six million results.

In answer to Medved’s question: Yes. In the eyes of the corporate-owned media, black victims are the only ones that count.

jason cox

tatumLet that sink in for a moment: 5 results for the white victim versus 6,290,000 results for the black victim.

I hope Mr. Spencer doesn’t mind if I reproduce today’s letter, from him, here:

WE’LL TAKE OUR STAND

Dear ,

Never in my life have I faced such adversity . . . never have I been so inspired.

By now, you’ve probably heard the stories coming out Budapest: our conference being banned by the Hungarian Prime Minister . . . our perseverance and willingness to take a stand for our ideals . . . our speakers being threatened with deportation . . . my arrest and imprisonment by the Hungarian state for thought-crimes . . . and our event taking place, against all odds.

Crises reveal character. And I am tremendously proud of our how our institution and broader movement responded. Despite the government’s ban, attendees came from around the world to meet fellow Europeans and have a conversation about our future. After I was arrested and detained, Jared Taylor, aided by comrades, stepped into my place and hosted what was, from what I hear, a joyous and stimulating gathering.

The night of my arrest encapsulated the dual nature of this past weekend—adversity and inspiration. I was apprehended by police in a Budapest pub, where dozens of attendees and I had gathered to build fellowship before the next day’s conference. The room was filled with our European family: Britons, Canadians, Scandinavians, Flemish, Croatians, and more. We instantly became old friends, though most of us were meeting each other for the first time.

I was reminded of the need for groups like The European Congress, a forum and meeting point for European identitarians and traditionalists.

And I was reminded of the necessity of The National Policy Institute.

At NPI, we produce original writings on RadixJournal.com, featuring the work of Gregory Hood, Michael McGregor, and all the regulars. We publish new books, with a lineup that ranges from Richard Lynn to Piero San Giorgio to Tito Perdue to Alexander Dugin. We host conferences and public events, which have featured, among many others, Alain de Benoist, Tomislav Sunic, and Jack Donovan.

We are doing things that are powerful, things that are getting noticed, and things that rock the boat.

We are willing to take risks. And we are willing to take hits.

There are certainly more pleasant ways of spending a weekend than in a Hungarian jail; however, if I were to do it over again, I wouldn’t change a thing. We must never lose our nerve as our adversaries react . . . and overreact . . . and try to shut down our projects. (And if we’re not upsetting the establishment a litte bit, then we’re probably doing it wrong.)

We’re more powerful than we might believe. Our power stems from our resolve, from our pride, and from our audacity.

And you make it possible. Your tax-deductible donations to NPI are the lifeblood of everything we do. Giving to us is a direct way of aiding your comrades who have taken risks and made sacrifices. It’s a way to “do something.”

// CLICK HERE TO MAKE A TAX-DEDUCTIBLE DONATION

Over the past week, our movement and our ideas have received a tremendous amount of coverage, and generated sympathy and good will from surprising sources. Our challenge is to ensure that this doesn’t become just another passing moment, but instead becomes a watershed in the rediscovery of European consciousness.

Sincerely,

Richard B. Spencer

Mercy Inflation

During a recent day at work, I observed three different coworkers taking mercy upon lowly creatures. As I swatted a fly in the break room, a woman cried, “Don’t kill it; it’s only a fly!” Then, when I expressed a desire to do away with a moth, another individual gently scooped it up and let it loose outside. Later that day, yet another worker picked up a moth and walked a full 70 feet or so to set it free outside.

“What is the world coming to?” I thought. To the best of my knowledge, none of the aforementioned individuals were vegetarians – so their objection to killing other creatures seems to be one of convenience. It was obvious that these people consider such mercy, toward lowly creatures, to be meritorious. I disagree. It’s the same mentality that wants to grant A’s to all students, “winner” status to all sports competitors, and loads of (unearned) money to all people. The end result will not be more mercy, love and tolerance in the world. On the contrary. The end result will be a cheapening of the quality of mercy.

The ancient Jewish sages referred to insect pests as “cursed creatures.” They understood that mercy is not a commodity that should be wasted with wonton abandon. They said, “He who has compassion upon the cruel is destined to be cruel to the compassionate.”

It is an ominous omen for so many young people to have compassion upon flies and moths. It doesn’t mean that these lowly creatures have been elevated to the level of Mankind. What it means is that Mankind will ultimately be lowered to the level of flies and moths. In the end, in the not-so-distant future, the taking of a human life will be as inconsequential as the taking of a fly’s life.

Oregon’s Wilson River

The reason I don’t take vacations during the summer is that there are few places I’d rather be than Oregon in the summer. Among my favorite places is the Wilson River. It winds along Highway 6 from Tillamook State Forest to the Pacific Ocean via the town of Tillamook. There are many fine hiking trails, swimming holes, fishing spots and parks along the way. Traveling along Highway 6, it’s a good idea to stop whenever you see a group of cars parked alongside the road; it’s a good indication that there’s a nice spot nearby.

Even though our summers have been starting later, and finishing later, over the years, most of the population hasn’t caught on. Therefore, even though we’ve had a series of very warm days this October, the beautiful spots along the Wilson River are practically devoid of people. It’s a good time to enjoy the clear water (still not too cold to swim in) and the scenery. Here are a few shots I took a couple of days ago.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERASitting by the river and watching the water flow by is a good way to clear one’s mind of the clutter of modern life. Many insights have come to me while contemplating the eddies and ripples of the water over the rocks.

Orania: How could they have not known?

It would appear that the leaders of Orania allowed/invited a crew from the BBC to enter their town and poke around. Considering the known anti-white bias of the BBC, I wonder how Orania could have been so naive. Did they really believe they would get an honest, unbiased writeup? Here’s the article. Read it for yourself and see how many lies, distortions and biased comments you can find in it. Obviously, the authors don’t think white people have the right to be left alone – even in a small town in the middle of nowhere.

I don’t know all the facts, but at first blush, the cop shown in this video is out of control and should never have been put in such a position of authority. His actions, as seen in the video, are an embarrassment.

Naturally, a lot of people are pointing to the above video and saying things like these comments:

I thank God every day I am not black, and this the exact reason why. These guys have it hard and I feel for them.

It’s about time they do the right thing. From my observation, It’s sad to admit and see that blacks are mistreated. I would not want to be black. I feel for the black people. Stop the hate.”

I can’t wait for all the usual suspects to come forward and say “The police would NEVER shoot an unarmed black man with his hands in the air !” Oh wait there was a dash cam this time !

None of us know whether the victim’s race had anything to do with this officer’s aggression, but let’s assume that it did.

Though the corporate media would have us believe that the only reason police dogs tend to bite blacks and Hispanics more is “institutional racism” on the part of whites, it seems more likely that these dogs are conditioned, by the reality on the ground, to assume that blacks/Hispanics are criminals – and act accordingly. Both men and dogs are subject to conditioning, and it’s unrealistic to expect either to act in exactly the same way when confronted with members of more criminal groups versus less criminal groups. Do cops behave the same way when dealing with little old ladies as they do when dealing with powerful young men? Would we want them to?

Blacks are more dangerous than whites, and police officers are exposed to this reality on a daily basis. Obviously, this will affect their behavior toward each group. But even though both men and dogs are subject to conditioning, we should demand a certain degree of professionalism from men. It would appear that officer Groubert, shown in the video above, lacked such professionalism.

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