This story is one of hundreds Colin Flaherty planned to publish in a book before his death. American Renaissance will post one a week.

I live in Davie, Florida. We whites are the minorities down here. On the bus ride back from the first day of middle school, my son got beat up by a bunch of black kids who then put hand sanitizer in his eyes. At the same school, my daughter got jumped by a black girl who beat her so badly her ear turned blue. Broward County Schools does nothing. The school doesn’t care about victims unless they’re black or Hispanic.

A year and a half ago, my husband’s coworker Dave was towing a car (i.e. doing his job). Well, there was a black man who didn’t like that. He jumped out of a two-story building, breaking one of his legs in the process, then limped over to Dave and shot him in the head, killing him.

Black people complain about how they have to teach their sons how to act around the police. I teach my children to stay away from large crowds of blacks and Hispanics.