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I frequently have to man our school's detention room. It's full of black kids, especially girls, just like the lovely Ms. Ferguson here.

It want's just her, it was half a dozen with another dozen cheering it all on. No one in that restaurant stepped in.

I once walked into a bar and there were 3 women beating up another woman. I just generally asked the men around me to break it up and none of them moved. So I figured it had to be me.

I grabbed the woman who was on top of her and told her to stop, then the woman that was kicking her came at me, I was terrified! I literally weighed 98 pounds and she weighed about 200. I had never slugged anyone and she was coming at me with her fists flailing. I just stepped too close for her to hit me and stuck my hands under her arms and grabbed her hair and pulled her head back.

By that time my husband arrived (I’m pretty sure it was on a white steed) and told her to let me go. He told her didn’t want to hit a woman but if she didn’t back off, he would. I can’t believe how stupid I was.

The woman they beat up was close to death and it took her months to recover.

Nothing happened to any of the women, I was interviewed by the police but I never testified in court. The woman that came at me was known for always being in trouble and her father always bought her out of it and maybe that’s what happened, I don’t know.

"No one in that restaurant stepped in."

Interesting, but understandable in a way.

Who wants to jump in the middle of a melee of black “girls” on a wilding. . .and if you, heaven-forbid you are a white male, jump in and have to knock a few of the young “ladies” around to save the victim, you would be vilified in the press and attacked by the usual suspects for being a racist. . .and very likely sued and prosecuted for some sort of “civil rights” violation.

Sad but true.

***It’s full of black kids, especially girls,***

I got my first lesson in how blacks act back in 1959 when I was cussed out by a black girl for no reason. I had never lived around blacks. Latinos, American Indians, yes, but not blacks. I never even spoke to this girl.

The language she used was most vile I had ever heard. Again, that was 1959, Artesia, new Mexico. I was 12 years old.