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I was just at an all-night deli on 32nd Street and 6th Avenue. Inside were two working class White guys with long beards, two young Russian party girls, and a little, drunk, middle-aged nignog.

Since I wanted something near the register, I got on line behind said nig nog who seemed to be last in line behind the girls. Right on cue, he turns around and makes a comment about me looking like John Goodman. Invariably, this is what niggers do: It is like a sport for them to fuck with people and try to either build a rapport to get money from you or just be insufferable assholes to strangers. They find some celebrity or some sports person that you may vaguely look like, and then announce to you in a disrespectful way that you look like the person.

I wasn’t in the mood tonight. Most of the time I’ll just ignore them, but I looked at him and I said “Why is it every time that I go someplace I seem to have a fucking Nigger up my ass? Can I just be left alone to complete my transaction? Why are niggers always up my ass?”

He didn’t say anything to me, but then went on to harass the counter man at the deli (presumably for gibs), and I remarked to everybody else in the deli.: “See? Now he is going to bother him, too.” He then left.

It was at that point that the working class White guys gave me a fist bump, and I actually got some attention from the young Russian girls who are less than half my age. It showed me (what I already know) that nobody stands up to these fucking guys. Even though I know I am way past my physical prime and maximum attractiveness, by just by being a man and telling this fucking piece of shit to fuck off…it such a remarkable feat to them that it was likely why I was receiving attention from the girls and they were helping me find items that I was looking for. I was just pissed off— I didn’t really want to make friends or anything. I appreciate their efforts.

After I departed the store, (remember this is 4:15 in the morning), a junkie spic with gym shorts pulled down around his thighs with his bare ass, showing repeatedly try to solicit me for money, and I had to bark at him and tell him to fuck off and then he finally did. He tried to solicit me three times, and then I had to fucking raise my voice at him before he took the hint.

This is what it’s like working in Manhattan. If you are a White man or woman, you will be harassed mostly for money, but sometimes just for no reason at all by rotten fucking niggers who are miserable, mentally ill people with nothing going on in their lives. They just like to stand on corners and fuck with people. If I reacted the way I reacted tonight every single time I would’ve been in prison 10 times over already. Usually I just try to ignore these guys or get away from them as quick as possible and I think that’s everybody else’s mindset, but it was refreshing to see that I was respected for standing up to that nigger. They gave me some glimmer of hope, like, the world isn’t as fucked up as the Jews are painting it right now that there are many people that are just a tiny, little bit scared and if somebody like me or one of you took a stand that it would inspire these other people and we could return things back to normal.