More thoughts for us White people.

It is not just enough to work with and socialize only with White people, which is what I do, but I won't even talk to non-Whites.

When I get that Indian accent on the phone (Cow, not Buffalo) I either hang up or get racial with them. I mimic the stupid way they talk. That rat-a-tat-tat chopped up English, if you can call it English.

It's funny that they give themselves British names. "Hel-oh, this is William Argyl Harrington. How may I help yooou?"

They ALWAYS get my last name wrong and I have to say it over and over the them. Even these talented 12% of their population (I give them 2% over the Negro, their darkie cousins) can't remember my simple ENGLISH name.

Then the phone call really goes to hell since I call them by a real Indian (Curry, not Tobacco) name like Punjab or Neru or Ghandi. That really gets them pissed since they, like the negro, want to be White and can't stand being brown skinned little ground monkeys. They think if they have a fake British phone-name, Ashley, Madison, or Elizabeth, then they can play-act being a White Woman while on the phone. It must be hell - not being White.

Sick bunch of mud people, aren't they?

Here is a recent example for me. I keep getting junk mail from my bank to refinance my home. The junk mail has the same name every month that I get one and it has the name Jennifer XXXXX. So, I finally decide to visit this person, while driving by the bank, and what do I find? A f'n Indian lady (mango, not maze). I smile (force it) and don't bother setting up a time for any meeting. I refuse to do business with somebody inferior to me.