Being in San Diego for only 3 years I find myself discovering new places, meeting various people and learning about cultural perspectives was invited to a book release party last Friday night at the San Diego World Beat Cultural Center. The book was title “Reclaiming Our Stories: Narratives of Identity, Resilience and Empowerment” and is published by San Diego City Works Press and presented by “Pillars of the Community”. The World Beat Cultural Center is across from the Veterans Museum at Balboa Park near the Naval Medical Center San Diego.
Being married to a 1st generation American by legal immigrants from a third world county I am not a stranger to other cultures and appreciate those that are proponents of freedom, peace and goodwill towards one another. Learning about this book I was interested to see what the diverse students of City College had to say about growing up in multicultural San Diego. We parked and entered the Cultural Center and were immediately greeted with “Pro” Fidel Castro pamphlets. Oh boy. They weren’t wasting time starting off with communist propaganda and we haven’t even entered the building. Seeing these young faces handing these out thinking they were being rebels and standing up for the common man by supporting totalitarian authoritarian tyrants in 3rd world countries. Do these kids ever read about history? Not much diversity in Cuba. One culture or else.
Upon entering the center the vibes and Rasta reds, greens and blacks with many murals about the “World Beat” club atmosphere including home made Kombucha and natural organic non GMO health snacks. All appeared very cool and hip while many diverse people were mingling about and sitting in front of a large stage. Immediately to the right before the stage is a large steel sculpture towering to the ceiling showing 3 different types of Jewish male archetypes holding up a steel framed map of the United States of America. Odd. Having a degree in art history it was a clearing communicating that only the peoples of the Judaic Religion are the foundation of America. Strange I never read that in the history books. Or maybe its they want to support America. Very confusing messages so far…
As we took a seat in front of the stage it was lit up with stage lights and was projecting a image of the book cover. Looking around the room I notice the many murals depicting scenes from ancient Egypt, Babylon, Rasta Lions and other images of past empires and kingdoms. Again I pondered why these images were being used here. As an expert in logos and symbols it was clear that the room was filled with many that were in complete opposition to any free world that acknowledges diversity. How can people be so mislead into thinking they were among friends when all symbols were of history’s enemies to all humanity no matter the race or creed. Symbols of monarchy and terrible empires that enslaved and slaughtered. Sad to see so many people clueless to the barrage of subliminal iconic programming around them.
As scanned around the room the sound from the mics filled the air and the MC’s began the presentation. Many speakers were here to read stories they contributed to the book. The first was the most touching about a young girl living in San Diego homeless on the streets because the mom was a drug addict and in and out jail while the dad although a little better was at least not incarcerated had a alcohol problem. Living in shelters she experience what it was like to be rock bottom. Later she was sent to live with her cousin back east in a stable home that happened to be Muslim. Seeing this stability and love she was drawn to the religion they practice. Everyone clapped. Looking around again I notice no Christian motifs or symbols. None. Hmmm. How is it a good thing for a women to become Muslim when they treat them like property and 2nd class citizens. I don’t see the freedom or enrichment in lowering someone’s status to less than a human.
Next came another contributing writer that spoke of being imprisoned for armed robbery and his ordeal in the big house. He read about his court experience and being transported to the big house. After arriving he talked about how he had an attitude with the guards and one particular ” White” guard to avoid. Although no explanation was given int eh story this person was the reason for his continued behavior. Adding more and more time to his sentence for being uncooperative he romanced how this is how a black man must have felt in the 1800’s picking cotton. I looked at my wife and she at me with amusement. This kid was in prison because he was a criminal and after being a complete jerk to the authorities was now feeling sorry for himself and framing his experience as though he were a slave in the Confederate South. This is “Reclaiming” their identities? Convicted Felon has attitude at Prison and thinks he is equal to a African slave in the 1800’s. This was an insult to my intelligence and to those slaves that had no fucking choice. While this entitled criminal punk thinks he is being treated unjustly by a bunch of racists prison guards. Wow. Is this a joke?
After, another criminal began telling her story of being a degenerate prostitute working the streets for her beloved pimp and was all good until the pimp started giving his attention to another “White Bitch”. This was too much for her and she went crazy violently attacked destroyed private property and that got them both arrested. She told her story as though auditioning for American Idol almost proud of her escapades. Glorifying her lifestyle and the people she was with. The whole time blaming the “White” man and her pimp for her troubles. She dressed as though she was still a prostitute to be honest. None the less there was no remorse or taking any responsibility. Just more of the same blaming everyone else, especially the “white” folks and not taking responsibility.
Next came the craziest story of a half Mexican half American man with his red hair and blue eyes that at an early age was put on Ritalin and other drugs that changed his entire life. Psychotropics are never good and another part of the problem with this run away psychiatry being shoved down are children’s throats. At a young age h as in trouble and juvenile hall. At 13 he escaped with some older boys and with them went on a robbery spree ended with a shoot out with the police. After 18 he moved back to smallville Montana and instead of getting his life together began slinging drugs. After getting busted he was back in and soon committing murder shanking many inmates to survive. Again no remorse for his action and left the stage like a rock star blaming the man and many references to race and discrimination from “White” people. We were basically listening to the stories of sociopaths that use race to justify their “victim” attitudes. Although I have Native American and Black mixed with Scotch and Irish like this speaker I look white and in my head began singing the Clash song “White Man in Hammersmith Palaise” from the 70’s where Joe Strummer goes to a London club that is predominantly black anti authority musicians and feeling the racism because he is “White”. Looking around I could see that the room was filled with very few with people. Maybe a dozen compared to the 100+ of black and brown folks.
Finally one of the MC’s began to tell her story. Until now I really hadn’t been that surprised; These inner city “cultural” groups are just that- a cult- following the fashion trend and latest social justice campaigns. However the last story truly showed the programmed hatred toward “White” people and the use of keywords to propagate a false narrative. The final reader told her story of how when she was in high school she had a Math teacher that caused her to hate math. She described him as a heavy set white male that was teaching math and “boasted” often about his service as a Veteran in he United States military. Her next statement made me gasp. She said why she hated him was his stories of “White Privilege” being a Veteran and was the reason she could stopped paying attention in class. The audience joined her in praising herself for recognizing this. After continued disrespect he notice she was not paying attention. He stopped at her desk and asked why.
She said that her teacher had “White Privilege” because he was a Veteran and that she didn’t have to listen and because of this attitude didn’t get along the rest of the year. This was the point of why she had so much trouble with math! Whiskey Tango Foxtrot?
Sounded like her racism towards a white male that was a veteran was the reason she didn’t do well in math. Of course everyone clapped and cheered her on. No remorse for her attitude or lack of respect for a person that served our country to defend our civil liberties and is now a teacher. Apparently his only crime was that he was “white”. Excuse me this is not a privileged life. Haven’t you been paying attention? The poor go to war. The rich seldom do. So how does one equate this logic? This young 24 year old woman speaking these words so completely lost in her own entitlement and hateful racism with the Veterans museum ironically just a few hundred yards away. Meanwhile hypocritically boasting to all of us her tales of being in the trenches of the educational system while condemning him for the same behavior. Looking around I noticed all the flags hanging form the ceiling. No US flag. Disgraceful.
Feeling exhausted after hearing all the disgusting tales of debauchery and self loathing blaming the “White”man and never taking any responsibility for their own actions scumbags- another speaker grab the mic promoting an upcoming event. A black woman with dreads addressed the crowd and brought attention to this event on Nov 5th called “Wanna be Free- The Concert of the People”. However the she only mentioned that the people to unite were the black and brown people against racist monster Donald Trump. Wait a minute. Only the Black and Brown people are a part of the “People’s Revolution”? Oh boy. And now Donald Trump is the reason for all the racism in the world? Wow. These people are such hypocrites. The whole time this woman was staring at me with fierce eyes and flailing arms shouting rhetoric that can only be described as divisive and racist blaming Donald Trump. These folks have no clue who their real enemy is if they think its the white race. Complete and willful ignorance.
Is this America? Is this the culture we want to promote? Racism, Ignorance and Divisiveness? Needless to say we both were disgusted and wanted to exit this sour culture being cultivated by cultist that seem to blame rather than take personal responsibility and foment hate. Everyone is faced with decision that can lead to success in life or self destruction. Its up to each and every one of us to choose the right decisions. Another interesting detail was that all speakers but the Mexican American male that was on Crystal Meth were all severely obese. More evidence of self loathing rather than discovering Identity. Stories of disrespect and misdirected anger from being incarcerated for committing horrible crimes as the manner of their Resilience. Not taking any responsibility for their actions and ignoring the laws as a form of Empowerment. Only the reclaiming of age old hate and fomenting racism towards others justifying immoral behavior and beliefs. Shameful these stories will ever influence any young troubled soul searching for truth. The book certainly was a detour from that path. Steer clear by reclaiming sanity by avoiding this ignorant and racist literature and cultural center.
The founding fathers were geniuses despite the modern rewriting of history and based our form of governance, a Republic with democratic powers, from the Human Brain. A fractal. They got it. In order to govern the masses fairly and as each a sovereign, it must pattern after how we govern ourselves. Genius.
The Triune Brain. Although the brain is a complex organ much like man is a complex creature culturally, we are still able to break it down into its fundamental functions. The Reptile Complex, Limbic System, and Neocortex. The Judicial, Legislative and Executive Branches are patterned after R complex, Limbic and Neo cortex.
The Legislative Branch represents the Limbic and like the Feminine energy of the Mammalian brain it is the first thing that is processed through the eyes viewing the outside world. The Legislative Branch is where a new concept or law begins. Like humans we must take what we see and understand. Understanding takes care. All symbols of the Limbic.
The reptile mother doesn’t care for their young. They lay the eggs and move on. Sometimes if the reptile mother is hungry will eat her own eggs to survive.
However the mammal, which we as humans also share this brain, cares. We nurture for months in the body then raise them til adulthood. All mammals do this. As Humans we care enough to discuss the issues and cooperate to a compromise for the benefit of the collective.
This is what happens in the Legislative Branch. The building is even shaped like a mother’s breast which symbolic sustains life. Feminine energy indeed. Where does our Legislative Branch meet? In Congress. Another word for making love. Or male and female energy coming together to create a new law(life) in the world for the Executive branch to enact and engage.
The Executive is the Neo cortex and unlike animals that have the previous two, we have evolve and have the higher faculties to rationalize our feelings and thoughts to take action in the world to hopefully improve it. Like the Neo Cortex the also called the Executive Brain the Executive Branch makes decisions and can veto or overrule the Legislative or Judicial Branches. No other creature or government has ever achieved what Mankind and America has under this governance. The knowledge an understanding to take action in the world is what is necessary to perceive and change what is bad to good.
R Complex is the R Complex or reptile brain and like the R Complex humans share this old brain with many lesser animals going way back. The Judicial Branch is the equivalent. Like the R Complex we as animals have been living under the very strict law of nature for a long time. This branch represents the laws of humans aside for the law of nature. It is to PROTECT us from royals and tyrants. From our neighbors that wish to take from us. It sets up boundaries and functions to enforce that law. All characteristics of R Complex.
Unfortunately we have been under Nationalist Socialist which patterns after a slave mind not knowing thyself, isolated and not sovereign. Following the master subservient to any authority hoping for a handout they can achieve while selling out their neighbor to get ahead and above the trash heap of waste, pollution and ignorance that socialism always creates. Like the homeless wandering the streets, the Socialist too are shadows of their true selves, slaves to the system, money and ego shrouded by altruistic lies. We are being lured back into the fold of the monarchy’s foul leathery wing.
Nazi Symbol on the walls of the US Congress. Not sure but based on pictures these were not present prior to WW2.
Lets get back to the US Constitution and the understanding of what it means and the principles for which it stands.
Take action in the world and make sure we maintain this idea. Otherwise you are a slave not a sovereign. Recognize our Great Republic and Keep it. Be Sovereign!
The word hero is one that is overused in society. Too may times we hear that this person is a hero or that person is a hero, and normally these people are just doing the right thing or doing their job. On the anniversary of 9/11 I think we should sit back, take a moment, and remember what the word hero really means. We should also honor all of the heroes that lost their lives that terrible day so that others could go home to their families. The firefighters, police officers, and volunteers who ran toward danger as everyone else was running away. The brave passengers aboard flight 93 who sacrificed their own lives so that another target would not be destroyed by the terrorists who threatened our nation and our way of life on that day.
Remembering 9/11 and our country immediately following that horrific day makes me think about the state of our country today. As you listen to the news regardless of which news agency you prefer, almost all of the rhetoric is focused on how to divide our country. We hear that Black Lives Matter, Police Lives Matter, the rich are suppressing the poor, trans genders are being discriminated against in some way, Republican vs. Democrats, and no matter what your political or personal beliefs on these things are you have to admit that these are all ways to divide the people of our country into separate groups. On 9/11/2001 and for the period directly following, the only group that people identified as was American. This was an act of war that threatened everything we have come to know and love in this country. No one cared if you were black, white, rich, poor, gay, straight, or anything else under the sun. Americans only cared that you were an American which meant you were on the same side of this new war on terror.
I will start this by personally thanking all those who have fought for me and this country in one way or another. This includes my brothers and sisters in arms, police officers, fire fighters, EMT’s, and everyone else who has an occupation that puts them in danger so the people of America can enjoy waking up and knowing that they are free and safe. I want to thank all of those heroes who run towards the dangers that others are running away from. Regardless of your occupation or situation I want to thank you for your actions, service, or duties. I invite everyone to take a moment on this day and be thankful for the fact that our country is filled with so many of these people. Remember that the division that the media promotes will never result in anything but anger and chaos. Remember that we are all Americans and that means something.
The coins below were designed to honor our fallen heroes.
So you have just learned that you will be stationed in the illustrious Fort Campbell Kentucky and are on your way to the 101st Airborne decision. The first thing that runs through your head is great, I’m definitely going to have to go to Air Assault school and I’m in for a ton of running on the post that borders Tennessee and Kentucky.
What you don’t know is that you are about to become a member of one of the most decorated and proud units that the United States Army has. The birthday of this proud unit is approaching and I thought it only fitting that we discuss their current operations, and rich history on this day of celebration.
The 101st was not initially concentrated on the Air Assault missions. The Screaming Eagles as they are still known as today would conduct operations and jump into enemy territory, many times behind enemy lines to give the US military a strategic advantage in battle. They were involved in D-Day and the beaches of Normandy and performed exceptionally in the famous Battle of the Bulge. They have continued to participate in every major conflict or war since WWII Receiving numerous unit awards and citations in the process. Here is a current list of those citations:
* [[Presidential Unit Citation (United States)|Presidential Unit Citation]] (Army) for NORMANDY (Division and 1st Brigade only)
* Presidential Unit Citation (Army) for BASTOGNE (Division and 1st Brigade only)
* Presidential Unit Citation (Army) for DAK TO, VIETNAM 1966 (1st Brigade only)
* Presidential Unit Citation (Army) for DONG AP BIA MOUNTAIN (3rd Brigade only)
* Presidential Unit Citation (Army) for AFGHANISTAN 2010–2011 (2nd Brigade only)
* Valorous Unit Award for THUA THIEN PROVINCE (3rd Brigade and DIVARTY only)
* Valorous Unit Award for TUY HOA (1st Brigade only)
* Valorous Unit Award for AN NAJAF (1st Brigade only)
* Valorous Unit Award for AFGHANISTAN 2010 (3rd Brigade only)
* Valorous Unit Award for AFGHANISTAN 2010–2011 (2nd Brigade only)
* Meritorious Unit Commendation (Army) for VIETNAM 1965–1966 (1st Brigade only)
* Meritorious Unit Commendation (Army) for VIETNAM 1968 (3rd Brigade only)
* Meritorious Unit Commendation (Army) for SOUTHWEST ASIA (Except 159th Aviation Brigade)
* Meritorious Unit Commendation (Army) for IRAQ 2003–2004 (1st Brigade only)
* Meritorious Unit Commendation (Army) for IRAQ 2005–2006 (4th Brigade only)
* French Croix de guerre with Palm, World War II for NORMANDY (Division and 1st Brigade only)
* Belgian Croix de guerre 1940 with Palm for BASTOGNE (Division and 1st Brigade only);
* Cited in the Order of the Day of the Belgian Army for action at BASTOGNE (Division and 1st Brigade only)
* Belgian [[Fourragère]] 1944 (Division and 1st Brigade Only)
* Cited in the Order of the Day of the Belgian Army for action in FRANCE AND BELGIUM (Division and 1st Brigade only)
* Republic of Vietnam Cross of Gallantry with Palm for VIETNAM 1966–1967 (1st Brigade only)
* Republic of Vietnam Cross of Gallantry with Palm for VIETNAM 1968 (2d Brigade only)
* Republic of Vietnam Cross of Gallantry with Palm for VIETNAM 1968–1969 (Except 159th Aviation Brigade)
* Republic of Vietnam Cross of Gallantry with Palm for VIETNAM 1971 (Except 159th Aviation Brigade)
* Republic of Vietnam Civil Action Honor Medal, First Class for VIETNAM 1968–1970 (Except 159th Aviation Brigade)
* Republic of Vietnam Civil Action Honor Medal, First Class for VIETNAM 1970 (DIVARTY only)
* Navy/Marine Unit Commendation (Army) for Iraq 2005–2006 (4th Brigade only)
* [[Joint Meritorious Unit Commendation]] for Afghanistan 2008–2009 (5–101 AVN only) Joint Meritorious Unit Award for Haiti Operation Uphold Democracy (101st MP CO only)
Today the 101st Screaming Eagles have been re-organized and have a similar but very different mission. The division has ditched the classic means of entering enemy territory and no longer utilizes planes as its primary aircraft. The Screaming Eagles can insert up to 4,000 troops 150 kilometers into enemy territory utilizing rotary aircraft (helicopters for civilians). They continue to answer the calls of our Army, and our nation and we should all wish them a very happy birthday.
Takes a mountain of a man, and Pete Minix has collected a mountain of archives at the Gen. Patton Museum filled with over 400 stories of US Military Veterans and others who experienced the Korean and World War 2 first hand.
A couple months ago I flew my grandfather to the General George S. Patton Memorial Museum in Chiriaco Summit, California which has a small public runway 1000 feet from the entrance. My grandfather served under Gen. Patton in WW2 and thought it would be great for his 91st birthday. The museum is nestled at the base of the Eagle Mountains where Gen. Patton chose to set up a camp to train soldiers for the North African Invasion.
The museum is filled with countless vehicles, weapons, uniforms, medals, and many amazing showcases of World War 2 including various belongings to the General himself. There is even displays for the Korean War, Vietnam and the Gulf War. There is also a 20 minute video of the General and the history of the camp. A must for US Military World War 2 history and nostalgia.
While we were there the museum general manager, Mike Pierson, took notice of the 91 yr old WW2 Veteran touring the displays. He introduced himself and told us of a complimentary service the museum provides to families of those wishing to have their Veteran loved ones archived at the museum. I soon learned of Pete Minix, a museum board member and the invaluable volunteer work he provides for those looking to learn more about the men and women that served.
Pete was not at the museum that day but later he would give me a call and begin the process of documenting my grandfather. I was impressed with the level of commitment Mr. Minix takes to gather the info to create each individual’s archive. Pete and I spoke and soon he was interviewing my grandfather and documenting. Being a part of this and learning more about what he does for the museum it dawned on me that someone needs to interview Mr. Minix and honor what he does and the thousands of hours he volunteers to help families discover their US Veteran heritage.
I asked Pete if he would be interested and he agreed. He seemed very modest about what he does for folks and I looked forward to learning more. We set a date to come and interview him. It was the beginning of April and the weather was not cooperating. Each day we scheduled I awoke to Extreme High Winds alerts or Severe Marine layers and of course “May Grey”. For weeks we were stymied by Mother Nature. After almost 8 weeks of crazy southern California springtime “El Nino” weather there was a break in the clouds!
June 5th the weather cleared up for another crazy weather episode with a record high heat wave but it was clear and calm enough to fly! I could only think of the days leading up to D-Day and how the US had to wait for a break in the weather to being able to make the campaign successful. Finally I would be able to meet Mr. Minix in person. When I arrived we met at the local Coffee House that has a pretty good breakfast restaurant next to the airstrip and museum. He was wearing a Red, White and Blue flannel shirt and a USMC cap adorned with various pins. He stood up to shake my hand. Being 6’3″ myself I’m not used to having to look up to folks, but he was surely a couple inches taller and for 63 years old a mountain of a man.
He was inked with tattoo art on each exposed arm and leg of various Veterans and cool shark images. Mr. Minix was also a Veteran reaching the rank of Sergeant with the USMC after 5 years in. He also served with the National Guard for another 3. He started this project 16 years ago and have documented nearly 400 Veterans.
We ate breakfast and talked about his 18 years dedicating time and energy to help anyone who requests the archiving service. He joked about his “hunt and peck” typing and bemused by anecdotes of people who actually don’t care about finding out about their own heritage. I can’t imagine why someone wouldn’t accept Mr. Minix’s generous offer to take the countless hours and many strokes of the keyboard to manifest these individual Veteran archives to be kept for future posterity.
Once the museum opened at 9:30am we went over and he took me back to the archive room where he kept the volumes of Veterans he has researched and data based. Each one meticulously organized and thoughtfully outlined he pulled out one in particular that he wished to share. It began with an Auschwitz survivor. As a boy of 14 he was captured by the German Army and forced to wear a yellow Star of David. He lost his entire family to the camps and his parents were put to death by the Nazis. Just surviving is defiance to tyranny!
This truly framed the reason on which World War 2 was fought…To defend freedom and defeat those who wish to take it away.
The volume contained another story of an US Army Veteran that jumped on a grenade to save his fellow soldiers and survived! There were pictures of him shaking hands with President Truman receiving the Medal of Honor and miraculously a picture of him today in uniform. Incredible acts of bravery with no regard of one’s own self to save others in harm’s way. These people are the true heroes of history that made a difference that may have allowed someone else’s loved one to return home.
The next was another Medal of Honor winner that served in the 1st Marine Division in Peleliu. My other grandfather was also there and we wondered if they perhaps knew one another. Seeing the picture of the Marine in the book washed over me as I thought of my grandfather’s experience in the South Pacific. These pages came to life as they turned revealing countless stories and documents of each of these amazing individual’s stories and accomplishments during the most darkest years of world history.
Amazing stories of amazing people against amazing odds defeating Fascism in Europe.
The volume was about 5 inches thick and each page protected by plastic covers contained only 8 people. The amount of care and handling to each of these works is monumental. As the pages kept turning I was blown away by the depth and scope of the entire archive and how much time and effort he must have made to assemble this magnitude of documentation. A treasure to the General George Patton Museum providing an ever expanding wealth of history for those that care enough to discover its riches.
If you know anyone that may be interested or perhaps a family member that has had a loved one serve in World War 2 or Korea do yourself a favor and reach out to Mr. Minix to give you the care and appreciation our Veterans deserve in remembering the incredible testaments in the never ending pursuit of Freedom. It was my honor to have been able to share this time and learn more about the selfless endeavors of Pete Minix in bringing this extensive archive of heroes and those that paid the ultimate price to ensure our future and posterity of America! God Bless America and all those that have served to keep her flag flying high!
Since the inception of America her way of life has been threatened by outside forces dedicated to take away the freedoms it has established as the hallmark of its culture. Freedom of speech. Freedom to bear arms. Freedom of imagination, creativity and the right to live without the fear of a monarchy usurping the god given rights bestowed on all of us.
When a nation like America has had her will tested and when other countries, lunatic dictators or anarchists wanting to upturn our way of life have presented themselves and fired at us we as American have responded. We have responded with generations of Americans that have heard the call of battle, taken up arms and have gone to war to defend America.
These greatest of generations of Americans were minutemen, doughboys, grunts, devil dogs, dog faces, squids, SEALS, flyboys, coasties, tin can sailors, dolphins, red legs, zoomies, gun bunnies and so much more. They went to distant lands and they fought an enemy they had never met until then, exchanged their youth for experiences they might no otherwise have asked for, fought alongside heroes and for the fortunate returned home to find a quiet and hopeful peaceful place they would call home. Each and everyone of them shared the same title: US Veteran.
One does not say congratulations, or have a great Veteran’s Day to our veterans. They shake their hand, speak a little softer in their presence, offer a kind word and above all respect them by simply remembering them. The greatest gift you can offer a US veteran is peace.
On this Veteran’s Day shake the hand of a veteran, offer a smile, and above all allow them this day that they remember their brothers and sisters and allow them to gather thoughts and reflect on their accomplishments. They earned it.
Being in San Diego for only 3 years I find myself discovering new places, meeting various people and learning about cultural perspectives was invited to a book release party last Friday night at the San Diego World Beat Cultural Center. The book was title “Reclaiming Our Stories: Narratives of Identity, Resilience and Empowerment” and is published by San Diego City Works Press and presented by “Pillars of the Community”. The World Beat Cultural Center is across from the Veterans Museum at Balboa Park near the Naval Medical Center San Diego.
Finally one of the MC’s began to tell her story. Until now I really hadn’t been that surprised; These inner city “cultural” groups are just that- a cult- following the fashion trend and latest social justice campaigns. However the last story truly showed the programmed hatred toward “White” people and the use of keywords to propagate a false narrative. The final reader told her story of how when she was in high school she had a Math teacher that caused her to hate math. She described him as a heavy set white male that was teaching math and “boasted” often about his service as a Veteran in he United States military. Her next statement made me gasp. She said why she hated him was his stories of “White Privilege” being a Veteran and was the reason she could stopped paying attention in class. The audience joined her in praising herself for recognizing this. After continued disrespect he notice she was not paying attention. He stopped at her desk and asked why.
