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I always watch the youtube videos of people filming shitty neighborhoods. Some of them are pretty well researched and well made with a history of the area, old photos, etc. It's not just some bozo sticking a gopro on his roof while he drives around the ghetto.

There are TONS of these places in the US, not just small towns, but cities and some completely empty ghost towns and do you know what, every single fucking time, is the reason these areas fell on hard times?

Bet you can guess.

Niggers.

Niggers moved in and the area turned to shit. Either the property values dropped so low and the tax base dwindled or it just turned into murder center.

My favorites are when the Whites move out and then it's only niggers and we can see what a real life wakanda would be like.

This is currently happening to all the blue cities. Another fun fact about nigger areas is the massively rampants corruption and pedophiles in those places. Check out Cairo Illinos or the dozens of smaller towns around St. Louis, Chicago and Gary Indiana, that whole part of the country has been absolutely destroyed by niggers.

@Conspamojeetologist

Here's the latest, on the spot, precise and detailed reporting right from the front line in what has been a long drawn out war. If there is such a thing as a justified war, with it's vicious screams, the gnashing of teeth and projectile mucous, then here it is.

The war on coons is real and the casualties are impressive. With a kill to rnd ratio of 1:1, one shot one kill, the body count can sometimes be as high as 3 per night and tonight there's a mob wondering around and just now I lit up my radius and I've got eyes looking right at me so I'm going to sign off for now and whack him, maybe #2 tonight

THE FUCKING SKITTERS TONIGHT ARE RIGHT FUCKING ✡ISH

Later

It was great. He got a burger with fries. I had a hot chicken sandwich and slaw.
I remember my grandfather and dad taking me out when I was the same age. Grandpa would get a michelob and put some salt on top. We went to the the local VFW and all the oldtimers would say I looked good and my grandfather looked like shit.

BUT 1st, THE HARROWING DETAILS OF AN IMPOSSIBLE KILL THAT BECAME POSSIBLE.

Earlier I had posted that I was set up for a night of sniping coons, another mission on the front line of the "coon war", and as stated in the heading I smoked one at 150ft.

Here's the details.

I'm in position at my post and I'm breathing in the silence. I'm directly underneath a large White pine that's shedding large pine cones even without the help of a mild wind...and the skitters are vicious.

I pull up on my bolt-action .22 Marlin outfitted with 3x9x40 Leupold optics and understock orb light and scan my perimeter, 70 - 120ft, nothing, so I shut down and wait for a bit....within seconds the most hideous screeching and gnarling breaks the silence and the 1st I thought was that 2 lynx were fighting. I up the Marlin with the orb on max candle and point in the direction of the chatter...they were beyond my 120ft perimeter and in a different area...they were on a slope just inside the bush line, but their eyes lit right up with the light.

The coons split but the one that intersected my cross hairs was now head first scrambling down slope, I had the full length of it's body from head to ass. Knowing that my bullet is going to drop 6" I put the hairs on it's tailbone with the expectation of it hitting mid body into it's spine and taking out a lung...it's dark, I'm under skitter attack, the coon is outside of my comfortable kill zone with a lot of bush around it and it's running down hill....that fucking coon rolled, gasped, choked and then clawed viciously at the ground with it's front legs and got about 10ft, all while coughing up liquefied lungs...that rnd went exactly where I had intended it to go and with a lethal outcome.

When I saw the other coons they were heading for a mound of deadfall and I was locked into position at where I anticipated they would exit...they went into the mound and stayed there.

They'll get it tomorrow.

Even my old lady said tonight that I'm a good shot...

AND SHE'S RIGHT