Padraig Martin (@PadraigMartin)

My Honest Christian Feelings About African-Americans I do not hate black people any more than I hate dogs. In fact, I like most dogs and to be honest, I like most black individuals. At the same time, I am also very cautious around dogs and blacks. They are very similar creatures in my personal opinion. God created separate races for a reason and we know that reason transcends skin color. Even if we discount the differences in which we conceptualize and internalize thoughts, there are basic physiological differences between the God given races. Asians are generally shorter. Blacks are generally taller. Whites are on average genetically tallest as a racial category globally. The list goes on... and to be honest, a healthy respect for our differences does not automatically equate to hate. That stated, we need to be prepared for the other side of the coin. Our musculature is different. Our brains are more or less advanced differently. We are physically, mentally, and emotionally different. That is not a bad thing. God made it that way. As far as blacks are concerned, I respect every human being upon which I find myself - until they show me to do otherwise. I will gladly hold open a door for an older black woman or an Asian man. That is the definition of European respect and values. At the same time, I know who they are. The very reason we have the racial animosities we have is largely due to White weakness. That is not the same as cordiality. Rather, it is a fear that many Whites express when confronted by blacks. In part, it is our empathy. In part, it is our ingrained desire for self preservation. I saw this first hand in prison. Black prisoners routinely ran into prey - White prisoners - who wilted at confrontation. That gave them an inflated sense of power. Then they would run into other Whites who were smarter, physically stronger, and exponentially more violent. Prison is one of the last places where a person can witness the natural state of man. Power is expressed in respect and strength. Animals do not attempt to attack stength. Real Men know the consequences of action. This brings me back to "who" blacks are. Blacks are a race that were pulled out of a natural jungle environment - first by their own - and then eventually sold into European slavery. From that point, they were effectively farm animals, relegated to chores designated for other farm animals. American blacks - whether you like it or not - were intentionally bred to be stronger, more sexually virile (i.e., make new slaves), less intelligent, and athletic (i.e., productive cotton pickers). This was not unlike other animals. Unfortunately, they were freed prematurely. Before blacks could be domesticated animals, they were set into towns and cities by Union troops. The combination of a physicality built for the jungles, a reduced mental capacity, and an emotionally protective state of extreme outbursts has led to the complete collapse of black run cities and even nation-states (e.g., Liberia). They lack the capacity that Whites have. The cumulative result is an ultra violent humanoid race that was bred to have certain physical gifts originally designed to increase farm production, limited mental ability (to limit attempted escapes), animalistic sexual urges (to produce breeding), and a genetically ingrained lack of empathy walking our streets. There is a reason why blacks are predatory: It is who they are. At the end of the day, I remain respectful of any individual - black, Asian, Hispanic, or White - until they show me otherwise. At the same time, I know to be careful. They are essentially jungle animals prematurely freed before they were domesticated as farm animals and now they roam our streets, killing at statistically extraordinary rates that exceed most animals in the jungles from which they hail. Thus, to me, blacks are not - nor ever can be - my equal. They were designed by God to be simple jungle creatures. We took them out of their natural habitat then get angry when they do not comport. We should not be surprised. If we freed Oxen into our streets, they would be destructive. Essentially, the War Between the States did just that.