Mugged by Black Males and threatened with a stabbing in Brighton
In the early 2000s I was living in Brighton and walking home in the early hours one summer night walking through the South Laines down a pedestrianised Street in the City centre.
As I walked I heard footsteps approaching behind me but didn’t look round thinking it wasn’t anything to worry about. All of a sudden I heard a voice saying “Have you got the time Bro?” I looked round to see 2 Black males with Bandanas over their noses and mouths, so I could just see their eyes and the tops of their heads. For a minute I thought it was fancy dress, then I realised it not an act. I instinctively turned and ran and seeing they were quickly gaining and snatching at my jacket to pull me over I ducked down into a protective lowered position and stopped turning to them. “Give us your money. We’re stuck here and need money to get back up to Croydon on the train.” I grabbed my wallet and offered them a £5 and said “Take this, it’s all I have.” One snatched it out of my hand. “And your phone.”
“I need my phone. It’s a cheap third hand phone, it has little value”.
“Give us your phone or we’ll stab you.”
I was exasperated and shocked but attempted to reason with them.
“You would risk life in jail for a £30 pound phone, are you insane? The phone has contacts saved on it that I need to keep.”
“OK you can keep the SIM then, just give us the phone.”
At this point I heard and saw out the corner of my eye, a White couple, walking up the street. As I went to get the phone out my pocket I instead grabbed my keys, which had a tin whistle on them, which I bought after another mugging in London. I brought them out of my pocket to my mouth and blew as hard as I could on the Whistle. The Muggers vanished like lightening up the street.
I was pretty shaken up by this at the time and reported it to the police, but there was no follow up. The police did say I had done the right thing in staying in lighted area and making a noise.
Attempted Mugging in London Hyde Park
Not long after 9-11 in 2002 I was walking around the perimeter of Hyde Park in London, not far from Hyde park Mosque which I had passed previously and noted there were two Police Officers standing outside it guarding against revenge attacks for the Terrorist attack.
What a Japanese Teacher Learned at an American School
"Black males think they are entitled to all women"
I tried teaching American black children for three years. I am Japanese and was used to Japanese schools — the only American school I had ever been to before my teaching career was a university. For three years, I tried to make it work at my loathsome ghetto school. The last straw was when a black “fellow” teacher tried to rape me.
The Attack on My Daughter
"One of them dragged my daughter by her hair while the others punched and kicked her"
My oldest daughter and her five friends (every single one of them student athletes from good families) were staying at a condo in Seaside Park and went to the boardwalk for fried Oreos at 10:30 PM at night. They were maliciously and brutally attacked by a pack of vicious blacks. One of them dragged my daughter by her hair while the others punched and kicked her. Her friends, outnumbered and “out streeted” got much the same. All of them had their phones stolen. When the attackers were caught, we learned that all of them had criminal pasts and prior records.
Remembering Detroit’s Public Schools
My experiences with blacks began at an early age in Detroit’s public schools. Even in the 1960s, the city’s education system was already in decline. The ordeal that us white students had to go through was harrowing, to say the least. White students did not use the restrooms, as a “beatdown” by multiple blacks was usually the result (blacks never fought one-on-one). We always tried to be in clear view of school personnel at all times in order to avoid being attacked.