I have really been pondering the fate of Donnie Smith, the story of his murder at the hands of three blacks is recounted here: Buckeye State Monkeyshines. Whatever the specific circumstances of his murder, Donnie Smith ended up in a situation where he was either unarmed or didn’t pull his firearm, and was attacked by three individuals that were much younger than him. Perhaps he was sucker punched, I don’t think we know all the details yet, although if I can piece together the events, the three scholars were causing trouble in the store and it involved Smith, the three scholars were kicked out of the store and were lying in wait for Smith to come out whereupon they ambushed him. Affidavits that would support that theory were obtained by the Columbus Dispatch:
An affidavit submitted with court documents states that officers reviewed security footage from the assault and saw Hughes, Evans-Bennett, and Agee follow Smith as he exited the Kroger.
The three suspects suddenly knocked Smith Jr. to the ground then kicked and punched him, records state. When a witness with a firearm came forward and told them to stop the assault, the trio fled the scene in a red vehicle, detectives said.
https://archive.vn/dpCkO
All of that could happen in a matter of seconds. It might not have gone down exactly like that but that is the gist of it. Unless you are someone pretty special, if you are in your 50s and alone and get bushwhacked by three punks, aged 17-19, you are going to be in trouble. I lift on a regular basis now but compared to when I was 18? Back then I was strong and wiry and hopped up on testosterone. While they are often called “teens” or “youths” to make them seem less threatening, a 17 year old is a full sized adult physically if not emotionally.
Again, I was not there and I didn’t know Donnie Smith but it certainly seems he underestimated the threat, based on the fact that the three followed him and attacked him apparently from behind. You can be packing all of the coolest EDC pistols, knives, what have you, but those are of little use if you are knocked down and set upon before you can pull a weapon to defend yourself.
Something else I noticed in a report from a different local news source, ABC 6. Donnie Smith was at the store with two friends, named in the story as Brandon and Seth. Despite at least one of the two friends witnessing the confrontation, when Smith went outside he was apparently alone. I am not blaming those two men but we all know this: blacks don’t like a three on three fight, preferring to attack an outnumbered and unsuspecting target. Have each other’s back.
I don’t want this to come across as victim blaming. Donnie Smith was attacked without warning and murdered by three black kids who were out looking for trouble. His mistake was underestimating the violent nature of black youths, assuming incorrectly that a verbal altercation wouldn’t escalate into violence and ending with his murder. While I don’t know what all happened other than what the news is reporting, it certainly appears that Mr. Smith made the same error so many other victims of black violence have made:
He assumed that the norms of civil behavior apply equally across the races. It does not.
At a minimum there are two-tiers to what is considered acceptable behavior, one for blacks and another for the rest of us. Why else would blacks prefer to settle issues with “hood justice” rather than letting the legal system deal with those issues? They would claim it is because the justice system has “failed” blacks so often, and there are examples of this from earlier in the prior century, but today? It is so much more common for guilty blacks to walk than for innocent blacks to be incarcerated that the two aren’t even comparable. No, the real reason is that blacks just seem to prefer the ghetto court where beefs are decided by who is the most accurate with a Glock held sideways.
Donnie Smith also forgot, or likely never considered, the prime directive for Whites with responsibilities.
Your number one priority is to get home.
That trumps pride or your sense of what is right. It isn’t right that black punks can cause trouble with impunity or that blacks have made large sections of our cities no-go zones for Whites but that doesn’t change the facts.
Part of that is simple situational awareness, a drum I am endlessly banging. You should always have your head on the proverbial swivel. That can be hard when you are in familiar surroundings where the threat level is very low but when out in a crowded public place, it should be a priority to pay attention to who is there. I need to get better at this, in the sense of being more conscious of doing it. The deep parts of your brain where your thoughts are less civilized already do this. Just as you unconsciously avoid running into the corner of a table or stumbling over a rock when walking (hopefully), your brain is processing your surroundings for threats. I often find myself scanning over the people around me and I can feel my brain take special note when I see someone that is a threat.
The problem is that for most of us our lives have been threat free plus we have been conditioned to not see predators for what they are. A recent example of this was the murder of Pava LaPere who opened a door to her apartment building at 10:30 at night to a 6’4″, 305 black guy who then promptly raped her before bludgeoning her to death (see: Natural Selection At Work: Death By Virtue Signaling). What this means is that we have to be intentional about seeing and categorizing people by threat levels. A 90 pound elderly Asian woman isn’t much of a threat, a 19 year old 6’3″ black male certainly might be and a group of 3-4 young black men should be automatically categorized as a serious, imminent threat,
Getting back to the specific example of Donnie Smith. From what I can glean from reports, there was a squabble or a series of squabbles in the store and I assume at least some of that involved Mr. Smith. The three scholars left the store and then at some time later Smith also left the store, apparently alone, and was then set upon by the three yoofs. I wish there was video that we could see of how this all went down but I would suggest that Mr. Smith should have assumed that these three blacks did not just leave the premises.
At the risk of blaming the victim and with the benefit of hindsight and sitting at my desk, I would suggest Smith ought to have done a little recon. Most grocery stores have large windows facing the parking lot and glass sliding doors. Where were the three assailants, could he see them from the inside? Also Smith had two friends with him but apparently left alone. Had his buddies gone to the parking lot with him, things might have gone down differently or not at all. A 3 on 3 fight is not the same as a 3 on 1 fight. John Wick and Jack Reacher movies are fictional and silly entertainment, in the real world 3 men assaulting 1 man is going to go badly for the one guy.
In a more generalized statement, you ought to be avoiding confrontation wherever possible. There is just very little good that comes from it. Without knowing what exactly happened in Columbus that day, I’ll make a very generalized statement: don’t engage, ignore, just walk away. Yes I understand that sometimes that isn’t possible but often it is. Even if you are in the right, it can still go badly for you. It simply isn’t worth it to get into a squabble over something petty, whether in a grocery store or on the highway.
I am terrible about this but I try to remember what I have heard Clint Smith of Thunder Ranch quoted as saying: put away your middle finger. Just let it go. Legendary Ohio State football coach Woody Hayes is credited with saying that three things can happen when you pass the ball and two of them are bad. Likewise lots of things can happen when you let someone draw you into a conflict and most of them are bad, and again that is true even if you are in the right.
Whether at the store shopping or on the road driving or whatever the situation, your prime directive remains to get home alive. As I keep saying, you aren’t doing your people or your family any good if you are in jail or the morgue.
Notice what I am not saying:
- I am not saying you shouldn’t defend yourself
- I am not saying you should let punk bitches like those three push you around
- I am not saying you should stand aside if they are harassing others
Sometimes you are in a position where you have to act and sometimes that means that inaction is worse than reaction. If you pull a gun and shoot a black kid who is part of a pack that is assaulting you, for sure you are going to have some legal problems, but if you don’t and that pack of feral black yoofs attacks you? You are looking at serious injury or death.
What I am saying
Assume the worst of people and especially when dealing with segments of the population that have consistently exhibited a pattern of wanton violence. John Derbyshire laid this out succinctly in 15 points he called “The Talk: Nonblack Version” and publishing this led to him being fired from National Review and cast out of polite conservatism. His recommendations in point 10 are worth reviewing, especially the final sub-point:
(10) Thus, while always attentive to the particular qualities of individuals, on the many occasions where you have nothing to guide you but knowledge of those mean differences, use statistical common sense:
(10a) Avoid concentrations of blacks not all known to you personally.
(10b) Stay out of heavily black neighborhoods.
(10c) If planning a trip to a beach or amusement park at some date, find out whether it is likely to be swamped with blacks on that date (neglect of that one got me the closest I have ever gotten to death by gunshot).
(10d) Do not attend events likely to draw a lot of blacks.
(10e) If you are at some public event at which the number of blacks suddenly swells, leave as quickly as possible.
(10f) Do not settle in a district or municipality run by black politicians.
(10g) Before voting for a black politician, scrutinize his/her character much more carefully than you would a white.
(10h) Do not act the Good Samaritan to blacks in apparent distress, e.g., on the highway.
(10i) If accosted by a strange black in the street, smile and say something polite but keep moving.
Most of us are smart enough to recognize potentially dangerous situations with non-blacks. Groups of mestizos covered in tattoos and dressed in stereotypical gang attire should be treated as dangerous as blacks. There are White ruffians as well, and with a modicum of observational skills you can recognize the trouble makers. The big difference is that the observant citizen will view any group of blacks under the age of 50 as a serious, imminent and unpredictable threat. This includes young female blacks, they have become nearly as dangerous and unpredictable as their young male counterparts.
The moral of the story here after that lengthy diatribe is that all of your actions should be considered with the prime directive in view, getting home alive. The best way to ensure that happens is to be aware of your surroundings and avoid places where there are people who are more likely than others to cause trouble. Even with your best effort, you are still likely to encounter blacks and other miscreants unless you never leave the house, and in those unavoidable circumstances your best bet is to avoid conflict where you can, don’t engage and escalate when possible but ultimately be prepared to act to protect yourself if left with no other choice.
Good advice. Having grown up in Detroit area and having lived on the west side of Chicago my head is on a swivel whenever I’m out. Another point, avoid one way out dead ends. This includes restrooms (if you open the door and see a young black male or, worse, two or three young black men, do not enter), one way, single lane streets and use a vehicle that can jump a curb if needed. Avoid streets where you can be blocked in by a stopped car in front and a car that pulls up in back.
Most cities are a dangerous maze of places where the locals can use the terrain to trap you
Around blax, never relax.
Reading that excerpt from The Derb reminds me how much we all pay in nigger tax.
It isn’t just the big stuff like food stamps and welfare but the millions of small ways we have to live our lives differently. That might be a post on it’s own
What you’ve written is so obviously true that saying so should be unnecessary. I’ll say it anyway.
What you wrote about recon when leaving a Kroger got me to thinking about that situation. Lots of glass and sliding auto-doors, true. There’s also usually pallets of bagged water-softener salt, hanging plant displays in spring and summer, big trash cans, and a bump-out where employees are supposed to drive shopping carts back into the building after rounding them up from the lot. Maybe a propane-tank exchange station. I guess what I’m saying is, a person could have a pretty decent look around and still not detect Lurking Scholars. Head-on-swivel, of course, but one is still at risk.
Hindsight is 20-20, and everyone, including me, can quarterback on Monday morning. That said, Mr. Smith, having apparently already had a confrontation with the scholars, should maybe have hung around inside for a bit. Seems like most Krogers these days have a little Starbucks inside. Might have been a good time for an overpriced coffee, sipped slowly while seated with back to wall. One of the many things Scholar-Americans aren’t known for is their patience. Given the small attention span, ten or fifteen minutes may well have been enough.
Yes, to all of that.
And also remember the variety of fire-alarmed doors that lead out the sides and the back. You could get away unseen, or you could get out with a big commotion, either of which could prevent you from getting your head kicked in.
I was thinking that the entire time I was writing, how easy it is to point out his mistake from my desk. I almost didn’t do the post for that reason.
“I lift on a regular basis now but compared to when I was 18?”
When I started jiujitsu five years ago, I weighed 230, was benching a 1 rep max of 340, squatting just under 400, and deadlifting about 430.
And I would get beat by dudes that weighed 140. While strength was by no means a disadvantage, it was not the advantage in a grappling fight that I thought it would be.
Boxing is something I need to start doing, because as effective as jitz is, if I’m choking a guy out while getting kicked in the head by his friends it’s doing me no good. Being able to stand up and drop bombs would go a long way in a situation like this.
I would encourage everyone to learn a method of physical fighting. Just having the confidence of knowing you can do it goes a long way.
Knowing how to fight is critical but as you say, it is tough to fight a guy if his buddies are hitting you in the head from behind.
Blessed to live in a part of the country with few Negros with hundreds of miles, I read these stories and wonder how the hell we’re supposed to have these beasts living amongst us? How do you let your women out? From a historical perspective, and given the tendencies of blacks, even after the best attempts of the US and all of Western Civilization, even unto bankruptcy, wouldn’t it be entirely understandable for a people to finally eradicate the threat? Compare our treatment of Native Americans with that of this invasive species. Why so different? Why continue this charade? Nineteenth amendment, perhaps?
If we had put blacks on a reservation system like the Indians things might have turned out better for the rest of the country. Giving them the freedom of movement has let their monkeyshines metastasize around the entire country instead of just the deep south.
“invasive species”
Eggg-zactly!
Good advice all around. Any info on the nature or fate of the armed citizen who drove the three hoodrats away?
The details have been pretty sparse, I am sure this story is going to get memory holed because it reminds normie Whites that black yoofs are feral animals.
There are White ruffians as well…
Are there, though? I can’t recall the last time I saw a group of White kids who even might be trouble. The ones I see move in small groups of 2 or 3, heads down, peering into cellphones, looking about as threatening as those 90 pound Asian grannies getting coldcocked by sheboons in the subway.
This sure wasn’t the case when I was a youth and there were “fraternities” in my town. Basically gangs of White teenaged punks who wore colors, fought other gangs, made noise. Plenty of knives, but no guns. I haven’t even heard of anything like this in decades. Surely, if there were White “ruffians” acting badly we’d be saturated with the news. But young White males have become so pussywhipped and fey that the White teenaged bully is no more than a myth, from my perspective. If anything, the girls are more troublesome, their sexual power having gone to their empty heads.
I am thinking meth heads or maybe the very few bikers that are not just LARPing fat accountants on overpriced Harleys. Most young White men are soft, weak and timid.
The thing that gets me is the speed to violence. For me to go from good mood to murderous rage would take hours, days, weeks. The last time I seriously thought about killing someone, to the point of actually doing some planning, took over 6 months of that person stalking and harassing my wife (part of her ex-family is the only reason it went on for so long). I’m just not wired to think someone would go from good mood to murderous rage in the blink of an eye, generally over something I wouldn’t even consider an insult. I would definitely be late to the party in terms of being ready to fight.
Everything in our culture, our religion, our mentality, leans toward being slow to anger. We’re taught that from early childhood. That part of our personality needs adjustment when dealing with blacks.
That is a huge problem. You should be able to shake someones hand, and one eye blink later, you should be able to hilt a knife into thier neck, every minute of your life no matter whom it is. That is how the world works outside of “The Burbs USA”.Not living like that is why this man died
Their baseline is murderous rage, they occasionally manage to keep it in check. It is completely backwards from Whites. I would need a reason to kill someone, blacks need a reason to not kill someone.
Some of the reasons I moved to SD. Constitutional Carry, wide open spaces, and it’s a FAFO state.
“The burglar says , Aren’t you going to call the police?” The landowner says “Why? Nobody knows you’re here.”
Vast acreage and ownership of excavators keeps most of them “peaceable”. Also, as many an ape told me while stationed in Grand Forks AFB with me, a brother don’t like no cold temperatures!
I’d live at the Arctic Circle if I could, but SD is close enough.
The thing that troubles me are their cell phones. If Daquarius disappears and they track his phone, because 100% the idiot would have his own phone on him, then they will see he was at your place.
This is good advice for everyone. Especially his comments on fist strikes.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IWQCzlbKkTk
Most of us can’t really fight. From what I have seen most blacks fight by wildly swinging their long arms and the natural inclination is to back away from an attacker, putting you in the path of their swinging arms. I would prefer to stay in close, do something like they show in this video and then get the hell out of there.
The chimps have to be viewed not only as feral animals but feral animals with rabies. Meaning that there can be no predictability to their attacks.
Act accordingly.
That is a major difference, you don’t know what they are going to do and they can change in the blink of an eye.
A Kroger in Terre Haute was a 24 hour store. This was until they started having trouble in their parking lot. You can only guess who was the primary source of said troubles. Now they close at midnight.
Covid was a good excuse for stores to close at midnight but I think we know the real reason.
10.e.
Yeah, saw a lot of that in the many “unexpected trouble at community pool that no one could have possibly predicted” videos. I’d theorize it is due to a new baboon troop moving in as a group*, which causes the existing baboons to go into threat-display mode. Which only has one ending.
* I believe the technical term is “rollin’ deep.”
When I was a yoof, me and my buddies would wander around looking for groups of girls we were too scared to talk to. These ‘boons are out looking for someone weaker and/or alone that they can prey on.
My favorite is 10.h. Don’t stop for any reason, don’t try to render aid. Call 9-1-1 and move along.
You said, “What this means is that we have to be intentional about seeing and categorizing people by threat levels.”
For a little more concrete guidance on how to do just that read “Left Of Bang”… it provides a solid framework for what it means to keep your head on a swivel. “Keep your head on a swivel” is meaningless without a solid technique to stay/be situationally aware.
Thanks Arthur for the analysis and commentary. Too much to reply to, but my main takeaway is that these sorts of “incidents” are going to become more and more common and closer to home for all of us. My CCW is a last ditch resort for me and mine. If an “incident” erupts anywhere nearby (e.g. the next checkout lane), I am GONE. I am not the sheepdog for anyone else. I try to always know where the exits are and alternatives.
I even try to pull over when a tailgater comes up behind me as soon as I can do so. No resentment at all, it’s like the old bumper sticker: Speed on brother, Hell ain’t half full yet.
And yes, I’ve followed Derbyshire for many years, and know “The Talk” well.
Imagine the flood coming across the border. Gonna get worse quickly.