Trends

I interact with people from nearly all demographics in my business. I talk with and discuss many things with many people of many backgrounds and ancestries.

I have only one philosophy about my interaction with these people aside from learning new things:

I really only care what color their money is, and if they have anything insightful to say or teach me..

I don’t care what their religion is, their ancestry is, what their culture is, or their choice of partners or how they couple. I really don’t.

All I ask is that you not threaten me, or be rude to me or others…

But I do expect that people, at least in public and when interacting with others, will have a standard of politeness and decency. I don’t expect that they will all join hands and sing Kumbayah or anything like that, but up until a few months ago I generally found that most people were, if not polite to others, were at least decent…and patient and tolerant of others. Perhaps standoffish or not friendly, but at least decent. This was true across all race/religion/culture barriers.  Unless, of course, an individual gave them a significant reason not to be.

Until lately. Now, the following is going to be perceived by some as racist. I do not mean it to be, nor is is an indictment of everyone that has a certain “look”. Honestly, I don’t notice those who don’t give me a reason to. Just because you have a certain “look” doesn’t make you a bad person. 

While my sample size may be small, and my observation not entirely unbiased, I have noticed a trend lately…and not a good one.

While many older black people (say 25 or older) are as polite and generally courteous as always, there is a significant subset (by no means all of them) of the younger black kids, both male and female, who are not only rude, but actively antagonistic to other races. Comments which would best be kept unsaid (or said in private), many of which are openly confrontational…..actions which, were the recipients not generally inclined to be courteous and patient would lead to violence….

And the majority of these acts are perpetrated by folks who look “ghetto”. Appearances can, of course be deceiving, but they all fit a stereotype…..”ghetto cruisers”….flashy clothing…large, cheap jewelery. Loud, offensive rap music….often with lyrics that are offensive to, or promote threats towards, white people.

And it appears that there are more of them. Travelers all. Not folks in their home environment, but rather traveling from one place to another. There must be more money floating around in that demographic than before, or perhaps their actions are offensive enough to me and others that we are now noticing them more. I dunno. I do know that many of these folks are not offensive enough that I even notice them. But an ever increasing percentage of them are.

What I do know is that, where in the past they were not offensive…honestly not really noticeable unless you cared that they were different in appearance or by the vehicles they drove, now they are offensive, pushy, rude and “in your face”… especially to whites.

The comments they make (loudly!) to each other, and their body language and gestures are racist and  threatening. They tend to travel in groups, so others notice the threatening group actions. And they don’t care that they are perceived as threatening and rude and offensive or racist. In fact, they appear to revel in the discomfort they can evoke. And they have a “whatcha gonna do about it?” demeanor.

So far, everything in my area has been, if not copacetic, at least ignored by the locals and the other travelers. (but as one local pointed out to a group with particularly threatening comments…”You’d best remember that you folks are only 22% of the population. You ain’t gonna “take over” or take everything from me and mine…. Shut up”) But the level of provocation is….escalating. The trend is ominous.

People of other races (and yes, the latinos, middle easterners, asians  and others of mixed races don’t like the behavior and comment on this as well) are becoming less tolerant because of this. They are viewing all blacks with suspicion. The news media is telling us about ever increasingly violent attacks on
white as well. They aren’t even trying to downplay them anymore. In discussions with the local sheriff’s deputies, I have found that they too notice a trend of ghetto looking folks being more aggressive. As one pointed out to me…”these Yo’s think that everywhere (and everybody) is like their home turf……..they are gonna find that out in the country or outside of the inner city people aren’t gonna put up with their behavior…and it ain’t gonna be pretty when it happens.”

Honestly, I have seen a great deal of behavior ….actions and language that, were the recipients not constrained by their culture and for fear of being called “racist” would result in violence.  

If this trend continues, I see a great deal of trouble on the horizon. The escalation is reaching a point where it will not be ignored.

But more importantly, I fear the young(er) black folks are going to provoke a serious incident…that the behavior of these youngsters will make an incident happen that will lead to a significant race war…especially if it is “processed” by the same spinmeisters  that did the Trayvon Martin/George Zimmerman incident.

And trust me, where I work, an incident between an inner city group and the folks that live here will not end well. Many of the locals are armed, and, while not looking for a confrontation, will not back down from one if the incident is serious enough.

The trend, as I said, is ominous.

Someone (or someones) is (are) are going to get hurt. Not only the perpetrators, but a lot of innocent people of all races as well.

HMMM

So it occurs to me that the NSA has been monitoring phone calls one way or another for several years.

Yet, somehow, they were unable to use that data to investigate Major Hasan…that murdering son of a goat fucker herder from Algeria;  he was apparently in regular communication with Jihadist religious leaders overseas. This meets the standards that the NSA claims is reason to investigate people….But no dice ….they couldn’t be bothered. 12 dead and 32 wounded.

So the question comes up, just who were the NSA paying attention to? They couldn’t figure out that this man, who was apparently calling other radical muslim figures and religious leaders in the Mideast and Europe on a semi-regular basis might be a threat?

Guess they were spending too much time watching you and me.

So about that UN arms thingie….

Seems that, as the saying goes, “The devil is in the details”

Go HERE for a few links to those devilish details. The links are many and you can’t read ’em in 30 seconds.

But you need to know. And decide how to respond.

Are you willing to give up your personally owned guns so the US can be a good member of the UN? If not, what are you gonna do?

I’m not.

Y’know…

For as long as I can remember (and I have clear memories from about age 2 on) I was taught that what separated the United States of America from anywhere else was the list of rules that kept “the Government” in check.

There were lines that the State could not cross….in fact, with few exceptions, if a Government official was found to be doing something that crossed the line, like spying on citizens without a warrant or such, those people were tried and jailed and lost their happy pensions and other such punishment.

Then I read “1984” and realized what COULD happen without those checks on our Government and its minions.

Fast forward 30+ years.

We, as a nation, have become what we used to hold up as a bad example. We, as a nation, have let the minions of the State become the rulers. We, as a nation, have become what we detested in other nations and governments. .

That which separated us from the USSR and the Banana republics and the Chinese has blurred…has faded…has, in many cases, disappeared.

We, as a nation, are responsible for the change. We allowed the slow decline. The erosion of freedoms and privacy. Until we as a nation are no longer the shining beacon to which citizens of other nations looked. We are, for all intents and purposes, no better off than they are.

I am disgusted by the power grab that we allowed and are allowing. The erosion of that which made our nation great. The willful ignorance, the acceptance by my fellow citizens as inevitable, the reduction of ourselves…the destruction of what once was….the loss of that which separated this nation from others.

I don’t know how to fix it.

Actually, I do, but I don’t know how to accomplish it and cannot discuss it on the internet or via Email or telephone with like minded individuals except face to face in an area where no one can overhear.

For the minions of the State are watching.

A damned good day

My sister in law is a somewhat rabid devotee of the DNC, and she is fairly liberal in her ways. She is very anti gun/pro-gun control. While she admits that she doesn’t know much about firearms, she is still set in her beliefs that they are “bad”.

A year or so ago, my brother, who doesn’t own any firearms, asked if I would take the time to teach his daughter about gun safety and to teach her to shoot…..I asked if he had discussed this with his wife.

No.

So I broached the subject with my sister in law. Explained that I would be happy to teach, but not unless I had her blessing….She wasn’t happy that her husband had suggested it, but was happy that I wouldn’t do anything against her wishes. (hey, I may disagree with their decisions, but I am not gonna step on their toes as parents)

Imagine my surprise when a month or so ago she asked if I would teach their son, as the NRA course is qualification for a Merit Badge in the boy scouts.

Of course, I said yes.

As they live three hours away, it took a bit of scheduling, especially as I suggested that my brother come and take the course with his son. (he works in the restaurant business and his schedule seldom coincides with mine…)

Yesterday was the day.

We did the full rifle course. I had gotten the course materials to them a few weeks ago, and they were fully prepared.

Class time was, for a young boy, somewhat boring, but he paid attention and asked very intelligent questions and we went over the material.

Hours later, we went to the outdoor range for shooting.

Started off with a youth length single shot .22 bolt action that was one of the range classroom rifles ( I had taken it and given it a cleaning and tuning beforehand…this was, after all, my nephew).

The look of pure joy he had after the first 5 shots was only eclipsed a few shots later when he got his first bullseye. Then a few shots later when he got another…. then another. We went through shooting from kneeling, standing, sitting, prone. Worked on trigger squeeze, holding sight and follow through.

We moved the targets to the 25 yard range from the 21 foot range and began again.

It took a bit more work, but he began hitting at 25 yards.

We moved to the 50 yard range. Did well there too.

Then I opened up a rifle case from the back of the pickup. He LOVED shooting the Marlin lever action (still in .22). Then another rifle, and another until he had tried all 6.

Then the AR-15 with the .22 upper on it. Wow. He really liked that.

Then the 10-22 with a 4 power scope. The stock was a bit long for him, but he was THRILLED when he got 4 out of 5 not only in the X ring but all touching at 50 yards. (oh, to have 10 year old eyes again!)

Then we began shooting at steel plates. He liked the fact that he could hear the “ring” and know immediately when he hit.

A few hundred rounds later, he was hitting about 80 percent with any rifle. He went 20 for 20 with the AR at 50 yards on 3″ plates at least once. He knocked over a few bowling pins too. His dad was having a ball with my Ruger pistol. (There may or may not have been a few other pistols of various calibers involved but I can’t talk about that)

650+ (of .22) rounds later, he and dad were tired, sunburned, and happy.

I’m not sure if he had more fun that I did, but for all three of us, it was a damned fine day.

I think if/when his parents tell me it is OK, he has a rifle coming for a Christmas present…hopefully soon.

Now I gotta get them to let me teach my niece.