Hey anons. I was walking down the street in North Philadelphia and I was punched by a black man in broad daylight around 20 minutes ago. It was an unprovoked attack and I wasn't doing anything except looking down at my phone. He angrily growled, "What's the time, boy?" before lunging at me and punching me in the head and the ribs. He didn't take anything from me and I walked away without any bleeding. My rib and heart hurts when I breathe in deeply. Stay safe out there.
I only leave my room to walk to and from work or the cornerstore, which is all located at the same intersection two blocks away, so a bike wouldn't be necessary.
How was looking down at my phone my fault? I've lived in Philadelphia for over a year without any problems like this.
Please, I've already mentioned two times that I've been here for over a year without any issue of this nature (an unprovoked attack). I'm not getting a gun just because some guy punched me for no apparent reason. And anyway, even if I did have one on me, I don't think I'd have been ready to just pull it out and shoot, especially after being disoriented from the unprovoked nature of the attack.
How am I the baby? What are you even going on about?
I don't think there's really any way to prevent things like this from happening. You never go out of the house expecting to get punched, and you never go out of the house being prepared for something like this.
How am I the troll? I didn't do anything to warrant getting punched.
Maybe say it to my face instead of anonymously online.
How is it a sign of weakness? It's pretty obvious all blacks are violent by nature and there's no way to make them stop chimping out. Look, it's pretty obvious I'm being punished because I'm forced to be here in Philadelphia against my will while everyone else clearly gets to enjoy a better standard living of life surrounded by non-violent, affluent whites.
I don't work for any of those groups. I'm literally the Mary Sue-style, "Ready Player One" hero in a throuple/love triangle with Henry Cavill and Sam Heughan in this big, glorified simulation that is called life, and only I'm getting punished by pointing out that the kikes really are evil, greedy, gaslighting, privileged assholes who hate the truth and only punish me whenever I tell the truth about how they have made my life punishing and miserable every single step of the way.
And to make it worse, not only do bad things happen to me because the evil, ugly, POC NPCs all retaliate against me no matter how nice I am all the time, but bad things constantly happen to me no matter how much I try to protect myself and maintain situational awareness, when really, the only way to protect me and make me life safe is to just give me a lot of money so that I can afford the best amenities and facilities away from all the dirty, ugly, evil, violent poors.