The Oregonian recently ran a fairly comprehensive article about the growing gang problem in Gresham, a fairly large city that adjoins Portland to the East. The article dwells on the positive roll of a gang outreach employee called “Coach.” The author, Kasia Hall, writes:

As one of the only gang outreach workers in Gresham, Coach is on the front lines of a growing effort to battle the escalating gang violence that has law enforcement, city leaders and the community on alert. In 2013, tension of the previous two decades came to a head, with six of the city’s seven homicides considered gang-related.

Coach’s job? Cut the pool of gang recruits by getting kids off the streets and into jobs or school. His duties range from helping prevent street fights to “kickin’ it,” as he says, with the kids at a MAX stop — anything to help the yellow tape from going up.

Gresham hired Coach as a contract worker in December, and he is now regularly recognized by residents, from a gas attendant to youths on a street corner. He’ll spend time at the hot spots, watching and waiting. Many nights he’ll cruise with the windows open, looking out for potential trouble.

When we think of gangs, we generally imagine black and Hispanic gangs. Except in the movies, few of us have actually been threatened by dangerous skinhead, or motorcycle, gangs. But Ms. Hall makes sure we know that, even though blacks and Hispanics are the core constituency of these gangs, whites are in on the action too:

As subsidized housing in neighborhoods east of 82nd Avenue took hold, Gresham became a mecca for gangbangers, who planted new roots and brought their colors, shootings and stabbings with them.

According to a 2014 Multnomah County Comprehensive Gang Assessment report released in June, violent crime from 2009 to 2012 decreased in Portland by nearly 5 percent. In Gresham, it increased 24 percent.

On a recent Saturday night, members of the East Metro Gang Enforcement Team walk through apartment complexes, handing out stickers to kids while trying to talk to parents.

Many residents close their doors to the uniformed officers. They don’t want to talk for fear of retaliation from their neighbors who may be part of the Sureños, Norteños, Bloods, Crips, white supremacist gangs or outlaw motorcycle gangs.

A casual reader, from some other part of the world, might assume that white gangs are a major problem in Gresham. After all, based on the most recent census, Gresham is anywhere between 76% and 84% white. I would say the higher estimate is more accurate; many “Native Americans” are actually white, but call themselves “Native American” because of a great grandmother, who was “pure-blooded ______.”

According to the article, there are some 450 documented gang members in the Gresham area. I couldn’t help but wonder how many of these are white. I also wondered if the city of Gresham has allocated resources toward helping “at-risk white youth.” In other words, I wondered if there are white “coaches” on the city’s payroll.

Though, Mr. Hall wasn’t able to answer my questions, she did get back to me quickly, and she did tell me who to contact for more information.

An email response, from the City of Gresham’s policy advisor, states:

White supremacy/OMG members represent about 10% of the overall gang population in East County. We do not currently fund any outreach coordinators who specialize in these sub-groups. With limited resources, we are only able to fund 2 outreach positions at this time, and as you read in the article those 2 positions are focused on the other 90% of the gang population (black and Hispanic). We contract these outreach services out to local youth-serving non-profit agencies, which pay about $18/hour to their outreach workers.

In other words, about 20% of the population (the “diversity” so to speak) accounts for 90% of the gang problems in the Gresham area. It’s safe to assume that none of the “local youth-serving agencies” will hire white outreach workers to deal with black or Hispanic gangs.

Maybe it would be a good idea for whites to join white-supremacy/motorcycle gangs in larger numbers – so that white men can also get paid $18/hour for such rewarding work.

As it stands now, the government (through forced integration) has moved black/Hispanic crime into white areas. Now, not only do whites suffer from more dangerous neighborhoods, but their insurance rates go up, their homes decline in value and their children’s education suffers. On top of that, they must pay higher taxes in order to fund an increased police presence and programs such as the one described above. Although they must pay for such services, only black/Hispanic men need apply for outreach jobs.

There are plenty of white criminals in the Gresham area; meth and heroin are serious problems there. We can only wonder if this would have been the case had white communities been allowed self-determination and a sense of pride. I would guess that white children, if encouraged to feel good about themselves and their roots, would resort to drugs less frequently than they do now. One can safely get high on ethnic pride. It’s cheap, readily available – and, so far, it’s legal even for whites. Give white school children ethnic pride, and let it displace more dangerous drugs.

Not long ago I was in the break room with two Hispanics and an Asian. They were talking about jogging in a particular area, and whether it’s safe for a lone female. The Hispanic woman smiled and said, “there was a white man jogging in that same area, so it’s safe.” I laughed inwardly at her candor. Non-whites have far fewer compunctions about blurting out what whites are only allowed (barely) to think in the privacy of their own heads.

I asked her later if she considered me “white.” She answered in the negative. I wonder if she’d have spoken so openly if she’d thought there were whites in the room.

My brother sent me this link. I thought it was amazing enough to share with the rest of y’all:

You can’t send firearms via U.S. mail, and you shouldn’t try to transport explosives with your carry-on luggage on a commercial flight. But it is possible to transport the components, and then assemble them later.

In the same way, some mainstream science writers avoid delivering HBD (human bio-diversity), in its recognizable form, to their readers – but they can get away with including its basic components in their articles, and allowing intelligent readers to assemble it themselves.

We know that average brain size varies between races; there is no longer any dispute about this. Therefore, it is generally verboten to concede that there is a correlation between brain size and IQ. Happily, it appears that one can get away with it if it’s buried deep inside an article that deals with the overall reduction in human brain size in recent history.

I recently read Kathleen McAuliffe’s excellent essay “If Modern Humans Are So Smart, Why Are Our Brains Shrinking?” After mulling over some fascinating theories, McAuliffe eventually writes (toward the very end):

Whatever the reason for the recent uptick in cranial size, Jantz believes it is having an effect on how we think. Recent MRI studies, according to Jantz and other scientists, show that brain volume really does correlate with intelligence—at least as measured by that oft-celebrated but widely criticized metric, the IQ test.

The middle part of McAuliff’s article elaborates on the human domestication theory, that the reason our brains have been getting smaller is that we’ve been domesticated. She writes:

A TAMER BREED
Other researchers think many of their colleagues are barking up the wrong tree with their focus on intelligence as the key to the riddle of our disappearing gray matter. What may have caused the trend instead, they argue, is selection against aggression. In essence, we domesticated ourselves, according to Richard Wrangham, a primatologist at Harvard University and a leading proponent of this view.

Some 30 animals have been domesticated, he notes, and in the process every one of them has lost brain volume—typically a 10 to 15 percent reduction compared with their wild progenitors. Domesticated animals also have more gracile builds, smaller teeth, flatter faces, a more striking range of coloration and hair types—and, in many breeds, floppy ears and curly tails. Except for those last two traits, the domesticated breeds sound a lot like us…

To illustrate how this could happen, Wrang­ham refers to an experiment that began half a century ago in Siberia. In 1958 the Russian geneticist Dmitri Belyaev started raising silver foxes in captivity, initially selecting to breed only the animals that were the slowest to snarl when a human approached their cage. After about 12 generations, the animals evidenced the first appearance of physical traits associated with domestication, notably a white patch on the forehead. Their tameness increased over time, and a few generations later they were much more like domesticated dogs

I find it interesting that one of the “domestication traits” listed is “a more striking range or coloration and hair types.” This trait, along with more gracile build and smaller teeth, seems to imply that Caucasians are more domesticated than Negroes. Caucasians have larger ears than do Negroes or Asians.

Of course, none of this proves anything by itself. However, when we compare behavioral patterns in places such as Ferguson, Missouri and Portland, Oregon, a clear picture begins to emerge.

Being domesticated is a mixed blessing at best. I fear that, as the rule of the jungle spreads, domesticated humans will be fully replaced by the more wild varieties.

Here’s a video of a young woman enjoying diversity while strolling through New York. I can think of several problems with the video. Firstly, since when is an offhand compliment “harassment?” Secondly, would she rather be ignored by the opposite sex, and how would she feel if desirable men ignored her? Thirdly, it does appear that she chose trashy neighborhoods for her stunt.

Aside from all of the above, the video does illustrate the hypocrisy of people who clamor for ever more “diversity” in white countries, and then get upset when the natural consequences of such “diversity” come back to bite them. I’m not speaking of Miss Roberts; rather of news outlets such as Reuters and Yahoo. If they truly wanted more respect for women in our society, then they’d try to preserve white/Western society. They’d lobby for an end to mass immigration, and encourage higher white birthrates. They’d also hold Western European culture up as the ideal, to which everybody (regardless of ethnicity or race) must strive. They would stop pandering to third-world cultures, and they would insist that immigrants adapt to OUR culture – and leave their barbarity behind.

I just got a link from Human Stupidity (he sends me a lot of stuff), from Refugee Resettlement Watch  titled:

Hebrew Immigrant Aid Society praises federal agencies for “responding to anti-refugee resettlement backlash”

The article states, in part:

Pockets of Resistance!

The most interesting/amusing part, at least to us at RRW, is a segment of the testimony praising the State Department (PRM) and the Office of Refugee Resettlement (ORR) for “responding” to the “anti-refugee resettlement backlash”

(I assume by responding they mean that those federal agencies shoveled more of your $$$ to contractors to write reports and hire the likes of ‘Welcoming America’ to help community organizers get your minds right about the growing crush of refugees resettled to your towns and cities).

Here is what they say:

They thank PRM and ORR for “responding to the anti-refugee resettlement backlash that has emerged to threaten the long-term viability of the US Refugee Admissions Program…”

Cool! They have written a whole report about “pockets of resistance.”

It’s only natural that native people protest when they’re being replaced by outsiders – especially if those outsiders get preferential treatment by government, and if those outsiders tend to rape and murder at much higher rates than the native population. While this is not always the case, it certainly is true with Latin American migrants to the U.S. and Muslim migrants to Sweden (for example). Governments, the media and organizations such as HIAS always paint a biased picture of refugee resettlement; they’d have us believe that the host population suffers no ill effects whatsoever, and that the refugees (in the words of HIAS):

can be tremendous assets to their neighborhoods and societies, boosting local economies, and excelling at entrepreneurship. This is especially true in the U.S., where starting over offers not just safety but promise and opportunity.

HIAS has assets of almost 50 million dollars. According to its website, 88% of its donations go toward programs – and yet it appears that a few people are making a lot of money from their employment at HIAS. According to their most recent 990 form, HIAS only has 76 employees – and yet their  total expenditures for salaries and other compensation is over $11 million. In other words, the average annual income, for employees of HIAS, is $144,737!

Browsing their website, one gets the impression that this organization does a lot of good in the world. I have little doubt that this is so. HIAS has been around a long time and many of their activities involve helping people where they are, without resettling them. They’ve been at it for about 130 years. It’s likely that I owe my very existence to them; they were active around the turn of the 20th century, when my own grandparents were fleeing the pogroms in Russia. For all I know, they might have helped my family come to the U.S.

Regarding HIAS’ mission and values, we read:

Guided by our Jewish values and history, we bring more than 130 years of expertise to our work with refugees…

Impassioned by our mission, we bring the lessons of HIAS’ history and Jewish ethics and experience to our commitment to serve refugees and other displaced persons of concern around the world…

If HIAS owes its mission, and values, to Jewish tradition, then we would expect it to do everything in its power to protect the Jewish people. Yet HIAS is in favor of resettling Africans in Israel. Under the heading “HIAS in Israel” (which features a black man wearing an “I Love Tel Aviv” tshirt), we read:

HIAS is using our expertise to help the country develop a humane admission system for refugees and asylum seekers that adheres to international legal standards and protects the security of the state. According to UNHCR, there are 55,000 refugees in Israel: roughly 36,000 from Eritrea, 15,000 from Sudan, and 4,000 from other African countries. HIAS works closely with both the Israeli government and UNHCR in their efforts to protect these refugees and review their claims of asylum. HIAS also provides ongoing training to personnel from the Israeli Ministry of the Interior to ensure that they can fully assume the responsibilities of Refugee Status Determination as laid out in international law.

Israel is a small country. Its leaders are right when the say that African migration poses an existential threat to the Jewish state. Surely, HIAS must realize this. One can only assume that, since it advocates for resettlement into America and Europe, it would be vulnerable to accusations of hypocrisy if it made an exception for Israel. Hence HIAS’ measured, and calculated, verbiage.

As with European countries, and the United States, HIAS fails to ask itself one simple question: At what point do our activities hurt host countries to the extent that the benefit to refugees is no longer justified? It should also ask itself if there is such a thing as too much immigration and, if so, where would we draw the line and say “no more!

If there’s a backlash against resettlement activities, a responsible organization would ask itself why there is such a backlash. It would objectively investigate claims of increased crime, reduced ethnic cohesion among natives and lowered wages for entry level jobs.

But I suppose when you’re making $144,000 a year, such questions might be “inconvenient.”

On a positive Jewish note, today is Jonas Salk‘s birthday. Happy birthday Dr. Salk!

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; one 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

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