Remember

Remember the Alamo: Remember the Maine: Remember, Trayvon Martin.

The Alamo, an old Spanish mission where in early 1836, 186 white men defended the mission as a then improvised fort, from 5,000 Mexican army regulars under the leadership of Antonio Lopez de Santa Anna, to give Sam Houston the time he so desperately needed to forge a small army to defend the newly declare Republic of Texas.

The white Americans living in Tejano were tired of the oppressive rule of the corrupt Mexican government and its tyranny. Believing in the white man's "manifest destiny" of the time, and wanting the liberty so needed to further the white man's higher culture of civilization, the whites of Texas were willing to fight to the death for their higher cause.

Fight they did, right down to the last, all 186 white Americans died in that battle. Counted amongst the 186 were Stephen F. Austin for whom the Texas state capital is now named; Jim Bowie, inventor of the famed Bowie knife; and one Mr. David Crockett, a Tennessean, and one of Americas two greatest frontier heroes; the other being Daniel Boone.

Remember the Alamo became Houston's rebel rousing call to duty. Every white child learned this slogan as part of American history, up to my time anyway.

Some 62 years further on down the American road, another war/skirmished materialized. This one became known here in America as the Spanish American War. This war involved the man himself, Mr. Theodore Roosevelt and his rough riders, who by the way became infantry as their horses did not make the journey in time.

At a desperate hour, but with the chance to seize victory, Col. Teddy shouted out to his men, "follow me", not charge, or go for it boys, but follow me, and follow Teddy they did, securing an American victory, and causing Spain to surrender.

All this started when, after things had come to a head, the American ship "Maine" exploded in a Cuban port. Naturally the Spanish were suspected, though they may not, and probably had not, any hand in the tragedy. But such was it at the time and America rallied for war around the slogan, "Remember the Maine".

In 2/2012, a young negro man of 17, was by the reality of his own negro nature, walking through a foreigners territory, a gated community in which he did not live. The young negro was on suspension from High School again, this time for drugs, as it turned out he was a drug dealing, drug abusing ant- white racist.

Further, he was by his own actions a punk thug, a B&E, (breaking and entering), burglar, who was clearly high on drugs and scoping out possible "opportunities" in the gated community to enrich himself via his B&E burglar enterprise.

It was at this moment when another entered the field, a community watchman. Quickly the situation deteriorated to a fight. The punk thug Trayvon sucker punched the watchman to the ground where he initiate a ground and pound, mixed martial arts style attack.

Clearly hoping to add murder 1 to his resume', Trayvon proceeded to attempt murder of the watchman. However, the watchman defended his life with a handgun, saving his life by taking Trayvon's.

Subsequently white liberals and negros turned this unfolding into an example of white persecution of a negro child. Nothing could be further from the truth of reality. However, it allowed the negro, to employ his favorite, most lucrative money making scam, the wrongful, "shakedown whitey" scam. Where whites ultimately would rather cough up the dough, that is money people, than face negro insurrection and rioting.

Trayvon's parents made millions off whitey. To the negro, Trayvon became the latest symbol of the white man's persecution of the negro. The truth is that the white man did not persecute the negro, that is just an illusion, in reality it was the negro persecuting the white, and the white race.

I for one, as an American and as a non-liberal white shall remember the Alamo and the Maine. But also as a non-liberal white, surrounded by both white liberals and negros, I shall never be allowed to forget Trayvon.

Somehow to me, those are two different realities. How about you?

I'm PDK: Thank you.