One of the reasons I created this site was to take these stories and give them the attention they deserve. Every White person should know the name Pat Mahaney.
There was nothing exceptional or unusual about this man. An ordinary working White man full of basic goodness, trying to survive in a dead nation. If you had asked me when I was a child what an American looked like, what an American behaved like, I would have drawn you a picture of Mr. Mahaney. Men like this used to make up this country, back when it was alive and sane, before the disastrous jewish century.
He didn't dream of hundreds of gentile slaves, he didn't expect hand-outs or appeasement because of crimes committed against his long-dead ancestors by other long-dead people, he didn't expect gifts and rewards for breaking the law. He worked in a factory, but lost his job so a few rich bastards could become slightly richer. He was looking for work. He ran into a pack of negroes.
He had no health coverage. No Obama card, none of that free treatment enjoyed by illegal aliens. For a year he wasted away. Then he died. There were no presidential speeches, no simulated tears from a communist mulatto, no call for new laws or changes in the way things are, nothing. As far as the criminals in our government were concerned his life didn't matter.
It matters to me.
Forgotten crimes like this happen nearly every day in the U.S.S.A. The answer is not fewer rights or more tyranny. The answer is the removal of the negro. The answer is a White Nation.