What a rotten, nasty thing to say.
No it’s not. I used to live in Sacramento and had to put up with being pawed and assaulted by black men and boys on a near constant basis. I am deeply grateful that we now live in a state where my children don’t have to experience that kind of thing.
And it’s not a ‘race’ thing because we do have two families nearby, one from Ghana and one is Christians from Somalia, and I don’t include them in the group of ‘black’ people because that’s not fair to them.
You try being a teenage girl with blond hair and blue eyes and having to deal with every slimy black thug trying to drape his arms over you all the time, inappropriate ‘hugging’, grabbing at my chest, and then the teachers and the administrators at the school turning a blind eye because of who was committing the assaults on me.
Meanwhile the white guy in San Diego, Bob Filner, loses his job for doing less.
No, the rotten nasty thing is how those vermin behave and the only people worse than them are the people who think everyone else is supposed to put up with them.
I hope you’re not one of them.