I hope your experience with BUGS has also brought you to a realistic view of politics.

I believe the ancient Greeks said, “politics is life.”

The greatest scare of my life was when I was sitting in the African bush and group of baboons suddenly came up behind me. They do not look cute at three feet.

Baboons have teeth that are perfect to rip a person apart.

In fact, the general realization that I got from that experience – after changing some articles of clothing – was how utterly harmless humans look.

I was comparatively dangerous, for a man. I had an automatic weapon. But not only did I forget it, but later I envisioned what would have happened to me if I had used it. What I did was to freeze in place and act like I wasn’t there. They had no interest in me. If they had run into another baboon on their land, they would have torn him to pieces.

A shot from my weapon and a wounded scream from one of them – and the smell of blood, would have made them take me apart.

Incredible as it seems now, Mommy Professor only came to understand animal politics shortly before I was surrounded, though anyone out in the bush back then would know better.

The Darwinist understanding of animals, which was ruthlessly taught as Gospel for a century, was that “nature, red in blood and jaw,” was a war made up entirely of individuals. As the hippies were still saying when I got my Baboon Shock, “Only humans have borders.”

That idea would have killed me.

As usual, you will find out about this insane crap only here. Mommy Professor instantly forgets his own errors. Otherwise we would see him for what he is. But right through the sixties, the official doctrine was that only man had organized societies with definite territorial borders. They would not only SAY that, they would ENFORCE that.

I wish to heaven it had been a Mommy Professor who sat there with those baboons going by.

They didn’t even SEE me. They were looking for baboons and I was looking for humans, for much the same reason.

During the past week a young White man was shot dead in the back by Black youth. The circumstances are such that the police and district attorney have robustly described the murder as a ‘hate crime’. This largely unreported killing took place in Lockport,NY, an 87% White suburb of Buffalo. Josiah J. Chandler, 18, has been charged.

The Buffalo News City & Region – “Lockport police won’t release witness statement in supposed hate crime”

There is an ongoing investigation so the police are constrained from releasing details. But they are fully confident that the elements of a hate crime have been met.

In the meantime the local media has given it minimal coverage. The national media could not care less. The alleged perpetrator has been identified and generic photograph, not a booking photo, has been run. It is not unflattering.. A search of Google Images indicates that no news media has considered the dead victim worthy of having his image provided.

His Facebook page has many selfies, not always presenting the most favorable behavior. The lad appears to be part of that segment of society no one gives a bloody damn about. non college Whites. There is bravado, a forced celebration of petty vices, vulgarity and a profound sense of being adrift. So many of our young are at sea, in need a life line tossed to them. Congress does not target expenditures for them and the administration does not care. One political party hates them with undisguised malice and the other wishes they would go away. It can be lonely when you are young and White. And many a Primrose Path beckons.

My early life was not wart free. Was yours? In the words of the most profound moral philosopher of the modern age, George W. Bush: “When I was young and foolish, I was foolish”.

https://www.facebook.com/colton.bakerdurst.3

The lopsided allocation of public resources is an important part of the agenda of White Genocide. It is enhanced by the media’s Silence on the issue. When hate crimes against Whites are given short shrift we are less. There are not going to be any looted liquor stores to memorialize this youth’s passing. If such were attempted the police would not be ordered to stand down as they were in Ferguson, MO, by their race traitor political overlords.

So here is a BUGSER exclusive, a picture of Colton Baker-Durst.

At BUGS we care for our own.

Please do not let him lie in his grave alone. Lend him a hand as be reaches that far shore of the River Styx. Post the Mantra today. It is a small token acknowledging his humanity and a sword for our people,

Every day there are crimes like this, crimes growing out of the irrational Racist hatred of Whites, belittled by our hostile elite, a class with many varied members. Here at BUGS we are focused on confronting that. Our weapon is the Mantra. Our goal is the preservation of our families, communities and our Race.

Newbies, kindly click on the Mantra and learn what we are all about. Membership is open. There are no dues. A bit of work is solicited. There are no tangible rewards. Welcome.