I was in the Dollar Tree yesterday, getting a couple package of cheap throw a way paint brushes. Three for a buck. Anyway, I get in the check out behind this couple, really big people, you know like you can't miss them. The guy's head was massive, like a couple football end to end around the back of his head behind the ears. They are checking out this huge pile of stuff to eat. Cups of pudding, Soft baked Pretzels (never heard of them before), big pile, and soda pop. Maybe 5 gallons total. They get it all tallied up, over a hundred. Now comes the fun part, all this shit goes on the Oregon Trail card. Perhaps some San Joaquin sunshine would be therapy.
You see it more here on the first but I had a little welfare troll in front of me when I was trying to cut through the chip aisle yesterday. She waddles back and forth so I can't pass her and gets to some flavored funyuns and says out loud "oooh, there you are" Like she found her lost dog.
I saw some things too! I saw a couple of white boys hiding behind internet anonymity to spew racist, misogynist and homophobic diarrhea. They know someone is on welfare by looking at them - they have that welfare skin color. They know someone is undocumented by hearing them - they have that "illegal" accent. So easy to sit at a keyboard and type insults to people you are scared to face.
You're post is so out of touch with reality it is scary. Fully half of the welfare leeches at Winco on the first are white. Maybe more. The only noticeable difference on the first is that there are 5 times as many black people there versus a regular day. I work and work and lose track of the day of the month quite often. If the wife and I roll up to Winco and I see tons of black people walking in I instantly know it is the first weekend of the month. Sorry, it is the truth. I don't want it to be the truth, I want everyone to have jobs. Not washing windows like the "liberals" want illegals for and I'm none too pleased with the "conservatives" who want the illegals to cheap out on paying construction workers. I'll say it to anyone at any time. Pretty sure if you read the post where I walked into a homeless camp unarmed you'll know I'm not afraid. You confuse not wanting to cause a scene by saying something to someone in public with being afraid. It isn't fear, it is being polite knowing that saying something mean isn't helpful when it literally changes nothing about the situation.
