(for Dindu Stew...)
I am waiting in an intersection merge lane which leads onto a major six lane bi-directional road behind an old dindu lady who is not moving and finally waves me around her vehicle. She has blocked the merge lane, only to stick her head into her cell texts. I glare my ugliest and angriest glare and emphatically give her the finger, which the poor, dumb dear does not expect at all and is too slow to even respond to. I am fired up from my encounter by a drive thru 24-hour Walgreens which has pissed me off no end already.
The pharmacy assistant is a youngish dindu with a ton of braids bound back like he's a girl. He literally works for 5 full minutes while I sit at the drive through doing nothing at all. Well, at 2-3 minutes I take out my cards, at 4 minutes I ring for service while he is ignoring me. He tells me he'll be another minute. Now we're up to and over 5 effing minutes. Only in Dindu Land, which is evidently worse than eternal hell for the likes of me. He distributes my 3 cards into 2 envelopes on two separate bags (WTF!). It is the last time I'm going through that. I make arrangements to transfer my freshly filled scripts to a nearby but not 24-hour private pharmacy.
The Dindu lady happened after this, so I am ready to throw bricks and run these dumb wastes of a brain cavity and body over, because nobody but they matter in their atrophied minds. If it weren't for a very saavy barbarian keeping me straight, I'd probably be in a lot more trouble than I've already gotten into during my life time with them, simply because I have an "I'm not taking your shit," hunnish sort of attitude. I think I'll stay in the rest of the day, Odin F* Them!
Clearly Lili Hun is suffering from severe Post Negro Stress Disorder (PNSD). PNSD afflicts whites who are forced to interact with numerous uncivil and uncooperative urban dindus on a daily basis. It's good that you have provided her with copping techniques and strategies, James. They no doubt have served to prevent her from having an angry outburst in public thus far. One that could cost her her job at the very least (as we have seen happen numerous times before with stressed out whites in Dindustan). However, at this point she needs more. She needs a note from her doctor stating that for her physical and mental well-being she must limit her inter-action with African-Americans. Only non-African American retail associates should wait on her (ones not operating on CP time). Surly dindu customers at her place of work should be directed to the dindu service specialist (What the fuck yo want N__?). Lili should not be required to attend to them given her condition. PNSD is no less serious a condition than "black rage" or "urban psychosis" or "micro-aggressions". By the way, Lili needs a dindu free safe space at work.
The do this on purpose. They love to make people wait.
The raw truth is that if dindus all disappeared tomorrow in this country(like if the Mothership in those Parliament Funkadelic songs were real and brought them back to Osiris or whatever), the difference would be felt almost immediately by all of us.
We could all walk out into safe streets and breathe a breath of fresh air..(Jim's worst nightmare!)
This is the plantation occupation nation! Its okay, the struggle is the whole point.