To: Name one place on this sweet planet where n****** succeed! Nowhere!
Me: I was born in the wrong century. I would love to have been able to buy slaves at the local slave market, especially young thin n***** girls, who I could f*** for as long as I liked and their kids would have been mine to work in the fields and do whatever I wanted with them.
Now we have a surplus of n******, who are the laziest and slackest workers I have ever seen and there is no way I would employ a n***** to do anything now, apart from the most basic of chores.
Funny how the n****** die off at a ratio of 4, to 1 white from Covid and even the Flu is hard for them to manage.