I Have Read Where Abraham Lincoln Said

If All The White People Who Claim They Don't Hate Us Would Ever Get Together And Do Something To The Whites Who Claim They Hate Us, We'd See Some Action. Talk Is Cheap, If White People Didn't Want To Have A South African Situation ... There'd Be None. If White People In America Didn't Want Segregation, There'd Be None ... It Is The Man Who Allows Him To Lynch Who Is Never Seen.

Power Never Takes A Back Step Only In The Face Of More Power.

White People Whom I Have Met, Who Have Accepted Islam, They Don't Regard Themselves As White But As Human Beings.

At The Bottom Of The Social Heap Is The Black Man In The Big-city Ghetto. He Lives Night And Day With The Rats And The Cockroaches And Drowns Himself With Alcohol And Anesthetizes Himself With Dope, To Try And Forget Where And What He Is. That Negro Has Given Up All Hope. He's The Hardest One For Us To Reach, Because He's The Deepest In The Mud. But When You Get Him, You've Got The Best Kind Of Muslim. I Look Upon Myself As A Prime Example Of This Category - As Graphic An Example As You Could Find Of The Salvation Of The Black Man.

The Black Man In North America Was Economically Sick And That Was Evident In One Simple Fact: As A Consumer, He Got Less Than His Share, And As A Producer Gave Least. The Black American Today Shows Us The Perfect Parasite Image - The Black Tick Under The Delusion That He Is Progressing Because He Rides On The Udder Of The Fat, Three-stomached Cow That Is White America.