Title: Congressman Assaults Student on Washington Sidewalk Source:
youtube URL Source:[None] Published:Jun 14, 2010 Author:. Post Date:2010-06-14 07:34:19 by James Deffenbach Keywords:None Views:1539 Comments:53
Accents don't make anyone an ahole. I know many fine people with strong southern accents (and have been told that mine is pretty strong but it just sounds natural to me).
I know many fine people with strong southern accents (and have been told that mine is pretty strong but it just sounds natural to me).
Southern-fried hick.
;-)
P.S. The last time I went to Oshkosh, Wisconsin in 2000, I said "Yes, Ma'am" and "No, Ma'am" to the check-out clerk at a Target and she about fell over just because I was talking politely to her. That seems to be somewhat of a rarity up there, I gathered.
The thing about living up north, vs, living in the south, is that down south, people used to get corrected for their rudeness. Up here, because of the fucking liberals, we have an anything goes horseshit attitude problem with everyone. Why? Because the south at one time and all its traditions were considered evil, thanks in part to race baiters, and various other race merchants.
A friend of mine who had to live in New York for a while told me that you had to learn not to let them walk on you. Talked about how rude they were and get in line ahead of you, all that kind of stuff. She said it was no way to live and I am sure she's right.
It's the same where I live. The difference between being white where I live, and being a fucking self-loathing white person is striking. Most minorities where I live are used to the self-loathing, milquetoast white people they encounter. Then they run into someone like me who doesn't subscribe to that politically correct, pussified bullshit.
My neighbors actually respect me because I don't screw around. I don't take their crap, and will go out of my way to involve myself in their bullshit should it start to encroach on my happiness. The other day I watched this chimp start beating on his 100 lbs girlfriend. It stopped the second I came out of my house and started to cross the street.
Told the girl to call the cops, she says "It's alright". I said, again, Call the cops. It's the only way he's ever going to learn, and you need to have some self-respect. To which the boyfriend got in my face and decided to shove me.
That didn't last long. She called the cops. When the cops got there, they charged the clown with assault on the girl, and wanted to charge him for assault on me, but I told the police that next time I wouldn't call them. I'd just take care of the problem myself, as I smiled at the retard on the ground in cuffs.
The best part about domestic assault cases in my town? They always send the big butch dyke cops to the scene, and every single one of them is fricking awesome in action. In every case that I've encountered these female cops, I've always had a good time.
So, where law enforcement is concerned, when they take out the trash like they did 3 nights ago, I'm quite pleased.