Name: Anonymous 2009-12-22 8:54
In some ways, canadian big cities are so soul-wrenchingly depressing. I can't really put my finger on it. Ethnically it's not that bad if you only escape the centre of it. But canadians are ...I don't know, lobotomized in their political correctness.
Americans at least have some "good damnit" in them and brits also have some form of decency and pride. Canadians are just completely brainwashed yes-men, IMO far worse than even the worst of the scandinavians.
I don't know how i can explain it in a good way.
One of the strangest experiences i have had was when i was eating ice-cream on my lunch break with a couple of canadians in a park. While they were preaching the divine and holy gospel of multiculturalism and diversity, this whole, "a mosaic of differences, not the american melting pot!" thing, one of the crack smoking hobos living in the park pulls down his pants and bends down.
In the middle of the day. In the sunshine. Right next to the asphalted walkway, right in front of the war memorial which is the parks centre. A negroid, of course. There we are on the bench, 10 meters away from IT trying to look the other way. The conversation is interrupted. The negroid is done, pulls up his pants without even wiping himself or turning around, he walks away in that "jumpy" manner in which negro hobos walk in before they start gliding and rasping the asphalt.
The canadians continue completely unaffected without any trouble from where we left the conversation. Preaching and singing the same holy gospel. As if nothing had happened. Very, very surreal.
It's alot like that, syringes and crap, dark skinned minor criminality. Feces in alleyways and broken windows next to stores and office doors. Filthy and decayed bars with completely destroyed indian drunkards that normal whites don't even go near while they joyfully talk about how wonderful the natives culture is.
Happy faces from all races on official pamphlets and posters. Small placards on buildings announcing that the company or the government agency has a "minority policy" to which one should turn to if they have been "discriminated" on the basis of skin colour, sexual orientation etc.
Public crack smoking outside the welfare office, dirt and garbage gathering despite regular cleaning. Indians(not natives) that suffer from both some kind of male menstruation disease and superiority complex, loud boorish negroes and ant-like asians. Police officers that drive by with their heads turned away so that they don't have to see things that they don't want to see. Gigantic national flags outside shopping malls.
What makes it so surreal is that the nature is quite impressive. Quite often it feels like a city built in a scandinavian nature reservoir. Only a hundred years ahead in a dystopian future. Where 1 in 2 of everyone you meet on the street is either a tatooed, drug addict staring with crazed eyes at you, an ant-like asian or a completely naive white jesusfreak without any orientation in reality. Many "biracials" that are hard to classify aswell.
Outside of the city itself it gets better. But canadian big cities are the ugly face of multiculturalism and race-mixing. More depressing than pure negroid ghettos.
Americans at least have some "good damnit" in them and brits also have some form of decency and pride. Canadians are just completely brainwashed yes-men, IMO far worse than even the worst of the scandinavians.
I don't know how i can explain it in a good way.
One of the strangest experiences i have had was when i was eating ice-cream on my lunch break with a couple of canadians in a park. While they were preaching the divine and holy gospel of multiculturalism and diversity, this whole, "a mosaic of differences, not the american melting pot!" thing, one of the crack smoking hobos living in the park pulls down his pants and bends down.
In the middle of the day. In the sunshine. Right next to the asphalted walkway, right in front of the war memorial which is the parks centre. A negroid, of course. There we are on the bench, 10 meters away from IT trying to look the other way. The conversation is interrupted. The negroid is done, pulls up his pants without even wiping himself or turning around, he walks away in that "jumpy" manner in which negro hobos walk in before they start gliding and rasping the asphalt.
The canadians continue completely unaffected without any trouble from where we left the conversation. Preaching and singing the same holy gospel. As if nothing had happened. Very, very surreal.
It's alot like that, syringes and crap, dark skinned minor criminality. Feces in alleyways and broken windows next to stores and office doors. Filthy and decayed bars with completely destroyed indian drunkards that normal whites don't even go near while they joyfully talk about how wonderful the natives culture is.
Happy faces from all races on official pamphlets and posters. Small placards on buildings announcing that the company or the government agency has a "minority policy" to which one should turn to if they have been "discriminated" on the basis of skin colour, sexual orientation etc.
Public crack smoking outside the welfare office, dirt and garbage gathering despite regular cleaning. Indians(not natives) that suffer from both some kind of male menstruation disease and superiority complex, loud boorish negroes and ant-like asians. Police officers that drive by with their heads turned away so that they don't have to see things that they don't want to see. Gigantic national flags outside shopping malls.
What makes it so surreal is that the nature is quite impressive. Quite often it feels like a city built in a scandinavian nature reservoir. Only a hundred years ahead in a dystopian future. Where 1 in 2 of everyone you meet on the street is either a tatooed, drug addict staring with crazed eyes at you, an ant-like asian or a completely naive white jesusfreak without any orientation in reality. Many "biracials" that are hard to classify aswell.
Outside of the city itself it gets better. But canadian big cities are the ugly face of multiculturalism and race-mixing. More depressing than pure negroid ghettos.