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Maybe someone should tell her that she is a member of a unique race that thinks in the abstract, creates, invents, is ingenious, and ambitious, possess's a work ethic, a moral foundation, and is not afraid of risk or failure.

She is a member of a race that built great wealth, a great nation, and civil society that others can copy, envy, and demand more than a share of, but cannot seem to initiate themselves for what ever reason, be it lack of courage, ambition, whatever.

She is a member of a race so envied that other's seek to marginalize, or eleminate outright, that birthright, culture, heritage, civil society, wealth, future. While claiming that this race is not a race, has no culture, history, or heritage, which deserves to be fought for or preserved. All with the aid and approval of our Fed of course.

She is a decendent of the American Revolution, a unique race of people, blessed by the God they paid homage to, and one that is almost as hated, feared, and persecuted world wide as the Jew.

She is a decendent of the American Revolution, a unique race of people, blessed by the God they paid homage to, and one that is almost as hated, feared, and persecuted world wide as the Jew.

Your whole post was great, but this last part really made me think. Thirld-worlders are pouring into North America and Europe, once they become the majority in those areas, I shudder to think of the future for our children and their children. Maybe then the whites will stand up for themselves. Could you imagine Henry VIII, Louie XIV, or some of our great Presidents allowing their countries to be overrun by foreigners to the point they were the minority? No way in hell would they have stood for it.

Every year at this time my kids' public school (located, by the way, in what is supposed to be among the finest school systems in the US) has some kind of "Diversity Day" or "Heritage Day" or some such. At these events one is supposed to dress in one's exotic native costume and bring native foods to put on a card table for the other parents and children to sample, then talk about one's rich ethnic heritage. This is supposed to generate mutual understanding and admiration. Note that there is a presupposition that everybody is so newly off the boat that they have a native costume still tucked in the closet.

Well, my kids and I got sick of being left out of the fun, so we decided that we were going to take part and celebrate diversity, too. We would get a card table and dress in our unusual native costumes and talk about our ethnic heritage like everyone else at the school. So we put on native clothing that most of the people there had never seen--I wore a wool plaid skirt, a cashmere sweater, a navy blazer, and Great-Grandmama's pearls, with plain flats; my son wore his navy blazer, a baggy white cotton button-down shirt, and a simple silk tie. We made a Yorkshire pudding, Sally Lunn bread, and a few other English odds and ends, and set up a display about quaint native customs from our ethnic heritage. Our little display showcased charming ethnic folkways like the Magna Carta, the Bill of Rights, the Constitution, writs of habeas corpus, and trial by jury. We also put up pictures of those who contributed to our quaint native culture. I chose pictures of Shakespeare, Jefferson, Marshall, Washington, Wren, Newton, Reagan, and Churchill, to name a few. We had a boombox playing Purcell and Dowland.

Nobody thought this was in any way amusing, for some reason. Our gesture was not appreciated. We are just insensitive white racists, after all.