I had to go into the capital today. Bugmen central adventure time.
Lets see how my yearly does of diversity unfolded.
Yellow men on the bus. Chinks most likely. They do nothing beyond playing on phones. So far so good.
I do my things, and go up to a bus schedule map. Suddenly I see two eyes howering above a white shirt.
A moment is needed until I register that the eyes have a face attached to it, it is a dark as pure cocoa negro, and the eyes do look like in cartoons in the dark.
He checks the bus routes too, and the black man goes away to smoke. No chimpout, no loud dippa doo bix nood, like the amerimutt nignogs often do. No monkey business on the second bus ride either.
Than I see a gypsy. Around four to five years old, alone at the dusk, it approaches me. I look around for any hidden parents or uncles that may want to mug me. Open area, no one in nearby, some whites half a minute's walk away.
It warbles some gypperish at me, I can't even tell if its Hungarian or English. It must think I am a tourist, holding up its hands for gibsmuh.
The eyes of a sleazy flea market vendor stare at me, eyes that look strange and unsettling as parts of a toddler's rag clothed body.
I tell it firmly to go away and leave me in peace. Not rudely, but I give the little thief-ling my best dark urge stare. It gets the message and scampers away, towards the other whites to scam them. It must have mistaken me for a german tourist by its surprised look, but it gives me a wide 3 meters gap.
I don't relax the rest of the trip. The area was open, so I doubt its kind was around to jump me. But they were letting a toddler go out into the city past sunset to beg alone. A nornal kid at fice would be bawling, scared or afraid if it was abandoned in the dark. The gypsy looked at me with greed and saw me, an adult man, as a tourist to prey on.
Yes, I would take any other minority over a gyppo any day the week.
