Is it a good idea to stand up for yourself over small things against Africans, Hispanics, Arabs, and other low-IQ and extremely aggressive nonwhite groups?

submitted by 8thmonitor from self.debatealtright

I read an article of a White man telling the story of his terrible time in a majority Black school. He talked about how he tried hard to be friendly, but so many black kids constantly disrespected him.

The worst time was when he was sitting in a chair. A black kid randomly tells him to move, and he wants to sit there. The white kid tells him he was sitting there first and sit somewhere else. The black kid insists again for the white kid to move, but the white kid stands up for himself and doesn't move.

When the white kid goes to give his assignment to the teacher, he comes back and sees the black kid is sitting in his seat. The white kid stands up for himself and tells the black kid to move. The black kid refuses. Then, the white kid flips the table, and teacher quickly comes to prevent any fight.

Then, the situation gets even worse. The white kid is at gym class. He is then randomly assaulted by one of that black kid's friends. The white kid kicks him, but then the same black kid and other black kids start running to attack him.

Because that white kid knew how to fight well and defend himself, he won against those blacks until a teacher ended the fight. The white kid got suspended for a week, and the black kids got suspended for a day.

Did that white kid make the right decision? This all started over a desk. Honestly, I would have just moved because I have been aware of race since I was young. Africans, Hispanics, Arabs, and most other nonwhite groups are highly unstable and aggressive due to their genetics and low-IQ. Pretty much all those kids are only interested in causing problems in school. It is great that that white kid knew how to fight well. But I think that white kid is definitely lucky that the black kids didn't kill them.

What do others think? It is definitely best to stand up over serious things, such as physical bullying. But this is just more proof that it is best to stay the fuck away from these people.

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[–]radicalcentristNational Centrism 4 insightful - 1 fun4 insightful - 0 fun5 insightful - 1 fun -  (1 child)

Ever since the rise of smartphones and social media you would be taking a risk in defending yourself without having your story distorted and blown up all over the news.

I know this comes from a cartoon, but you're just better off being this White guy who just shrugs it off and walk away.

https://youtu.be/HPu47lXZzR8?t=75

[–]8thmonitor[S] 3 insightful - 1 fun3 insightful - 0 fun4 insightful - 1 fun -  (0 children)

Lol great clip. High self-control is so important.

[–]ifuckredditsnitches_Resident Pajeet 3 insightful - 1 fun3 insightful - 0 fun4 insightful - 1 fun -  (0 children)

While you're still in the juvenile court system you should do far worse than a smalltime fight. Send those apes to the hospital.

[–]DragonerneJesus is white 1 insightful - 1 fun1 insightful - 0 fun2 insightful - 1 fun -  (1 child)

This "story" is just antiwhite propaganda

[–]8thmonitor[S] 2 insightful - 1 fun2 insightful - 0 fun3 insightful - 1 fun -  (0 children)

This story is real. It is from this AmRen article.

https://www.amren.com/commentary/2020/11/white-boy-in-a-black-school/

I chose to try to fit in. The charade worked for a few months, but fell apart at the end of the year, after just one incident. I was sitting in class, and this black kid, Terry, wanted my seat, so he walked over and said, “Move man.” I decided to stand my ground and told him, “Nah man, sit somewhere else.” He scoffed, and sat a few seats over mumbling, “That white boy think I playin’ wit’ him.” A few minutes later, I went to the front of the class to turn in a paper, and when I came back he was in my seat. When I asked him to move, he said, “Get da fuck outta my face, boy.” I leaned down, and told him, “Get the fuck out of my seat.” He shoved me away from the desk. I grabbed the desk by the legs and flipped it on its side with him in it. The teacher came running over and broke it up before it went any further.

Altercations like that were not uncommon, so I figured that was the end of it. But later that day, I was sitting on the bleachers that surrounded the school gym, and one of Terry’s friends snuck up behind me and smacked me across the back of my head. I was livid, spun around and kicked him in the shins, which sent him falling to the ground face-first. I jumped to my feet just in time to see Terry running down the bleachers toward me. As he lunged for me I landed a punch on his jaw and he collapsed on the floor. Then, in a haze of adrenaline and anger, and under the foolish assumption that my attempts to fit in had worked fully and truly, I turned so I was facing everyone, threw my arms open, and shouted, “If any of you other n*****s want some, come on!” A tidal wave of black bodies — including guys who were supposed to be my friends — descended the bleachers, eager to call my bluff...

The (white) coach teaching the class fled to his office, locked the door, and called the front desk, hoping they would send somebody in so he wouldn’t have to break it up. I am not sure how much time passed, but eventually the head football coach and his assistant arrived to save me from meeting my end right then and there. Seven of my attackers and I were sent to the front office. There, the assistant principal said he wanted to press criminal charges on me for disrupting school and inciting a riot. Local law enforcement and my mother were called in, and thanks to them, the administration settled for a week-long suspension. The seven boys the coaches witnessed attacking me (they said they couldn’t tell if any others were or not) were sent to in-school suspension for the remainder of that day.