A time to be offended

Yesterday I experienced scattered samples of MSM poison.  First I happened upon a friend sitting mesmerized in front of his television.  There were two scenes that passed before me.  The first one, that I saw going in, was a news story about gangs and sexual exploitation.  Practically all the teens shown appeared to be white – though no faces were shown.  The implication seemed to be that it is mainly white teens who join gangs.  The second scene, that I saw going out, focused on a teenage girl from somewhere in Africa.  They were praising her scholarly achievements and telling us how she is an honor student and destined for great things.  White students = gangs and sexual exploitation.  Black teens = scholastic excellence.
Later in the day, I happened upon the front page of the Columbian, a local South Washington newspaper.  The featured story was about the Rose Festival Grand Floral Parade.  While the large image on top showed a float with some young, anonymous, white women waving at passersby, the only photo that featured a single individual was of – you guessed it – a little black boy.  In case you were wondering, his name is Lerondre Richards, age 4 from Vancouver.  So what’s the fuss?  The photographer/editor just picked a random, typical visitor from Vancouver, Washington – whose demographics surely must be similar to that of Detroit, Michigan.  Well… not quite.  According to Wikipedia:

The racial makeup of the city was 84.81% White, 2.50% African American, 0.97% Native American, 4.51% Asian, 0.54% Pacific Islander, 2.86% from other races, and 3.80% from two or more races. Hispanic or Latino of any race were 6.29% of the population.

So the Columbian just happened to pick, and name, one of the 2.5% of Vancouver residents who are black.  But it should be obvious that blacks do not attend parades as frequently as whites.  As a matter of fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if Lerondre, and his family, were the only blacks at that parade.  Here’s my theory:  Lerondre’s mom tells her friend she’s going to get her son’s photo on the front page of the Columbian.  Her friend laughs and says, “good luck with that!  Are you going to have him murder somebody?” “No” says the mom.  “I’ve got a better idea.  I’ll bring him to the parade.”  Sure enough, when the Columbian photographer saw Lerondre, his eyes lit up and he grew excited.  “This is my day!” he exclaimed.  Knocking over several old ladies and a blind man, and dropping his iPhone, he dashed to the scene and got his prized photo.  No doubt he was a hero at the office that day.
Turning to the opinion section, I saw a large cartoon that pretty much sums up the MSM attitude toward whites:

Next time the MSM accuses pro-white advocates of being “intolerant”, “hateful” or of “stereotyping”, consider the above cartoon.  Intolerance, hate and stereotypes ooze from it like puss from a festering wound.