Wake Up or Die: Action; "I want to deal with someone of my own ethnicity. I am a White "Gentile" American."

"Please. I want to deal with someone of my own ethnicity. I am a White "Gentile" American."

14 January 1998

Dear Friends and Allies:

With great joy, I can report to you that I actually did something I have been contemplating for months.

Yesterday I had to pay the registration renewal fee for my faithful old stationwagon.

For those not in California, it may be hard to appreciate how the immigration invasion has displaced White Americans from State offices. A trip to the local Department of Motor Vehicles offices is like a sad visit to the Third World. Lately various employees of the DMV have been arrested for selling licenses to illegal immigrants. From the chummy behavior of state employees with the immigrants, I'm actually surprised they charged for the illegal licenses. I thought they were just handing them out gratis.

Since going to the DMV is an experience to be avoided, I went to a Department of Motor Vehicles substation at an automobile club office. While standing in the long line, I noted with sadness the Asian displacement of White employees at the auto club office. Desk after desk was now occupied by Asians. The line of customers was a typical Berkeley situation: approximately 33% White, 33% Black, 33% Asian.

I realized that I had a 33% chance of being helped by the friendly, efficient White woman who had gone through the line assessing who needed what services. At one counter window, there was an Asian woman having a cozy chat with a Chinese man. At the other counter window was a Black woman.

When I got to the counter, the White woman was behind a desk, behind the counter. My turn brought me to the Asian woman. I spoke to the White woman, loud enough for all to hear:

"Please. I want to be helped by someone of my own ethnicity. Can you help me?"

The shocked silence seemed to go on for minutes as all within hearing distance absorbed what had just happened. I sincerely believe no one had ever heard a White woman utter those words before. I hadn't yelled. I had said please. There was something very new and very strange going on.

The White woman said "I'm sorry. I can't help you. I'm doing something else here". Her face registered empathy and pain, which I believe meant she understands the invasion and what is happening to us.

The Asian woman pointed to the Black woman and said I could go there. Apparently she couldn't tell the difference between a White woman and a Black woman.

It was a breakthough and an impasse at the same time. Since it was late afternoon and there were so many people in line, I asked the Asian woman to process the form. She did so very quickly.

As I left, it felt as though the air was different--more breathable and delicious. I had finally done what I have wanted to do for so long. Next time I will be more prepared and more specific with my request. For my first time, it was a small and significant step in a much-needed paradigm shift.

ACTION SUGGESTION:

If you want to help shift the paradigm, may I suggest you use my improved statement or a variation thereof:

"Please. I want to deal with someone of my own ethnicity. I am a White "Gentile" American."

OR

"Please provide me with a salesperson/customer representative of my own ethnicity. I am a White "Gentile" American."

I have seen hospital situations in the Bay Area within the last year where there were only 40% White medical personnel on a particular floor. Finding a White doctor or dentist if you belong to a health plan can be time-consuming. After a nasty experience with a Japanese dentist, I decided a 35 minute commute to a White dentist was well worth the trouble. I also canceled my health insurance with the local big HMO partially because they kept scheduling my gynecological appointments with Asian doctors. I refused to submit and forfeited the appointments. Now I have catastrophic coverage only, and I feel fine, thank you!

If you have the time and motivation and the ability to withstand potential upset, you may want to use the following for medical or dental situations:

"Please provide me with a nurse/doctor/dentist of my own ethnicity. I am a White "Gentile" American."

Finally, I have been searching for beautiful time-saving clip-art Teutonic imagery to illustrate the historical works I want to put on this site. It has been extraordinarily difficult. You can buy scads of multikulti symbols and images, while beautiful powerful images of our racial heritage are surprisingly scarce. While speaking to a vendor recently, I finally came up with the Clear Words. He asked what I was looking for. I replied:

"Teutonic, Nordic, Celtic...WHITE PEOPLE!"

That was Fun. How delicious to say the forbidden words. And how very refreshing...

Sincerely,

Elena Haskins

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Text and Graphics Copyright © 1998, 1999 Elena Haskins. Reproduction in part or whole strictly prohibited without advance written permission. All Rights Reserved.

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	"Please. I want to deal with someone of my own ethnicity. I am a White "Gentile" American."
	14 January 1998 Dear Friends and Allies: With great joy, I can report to you that I actually did something I have been contemplating for months. Yesterday I had to pay the registration renewal fee for my faithful old stationwagon. For those not in California, it may be hard to appreciate how the immigration invasion has displaced White Americans from State offices. A trip to the local Department of Motor Vehicles offices is like a sad visit to the Third World. Lately various employees of the DMV have been arrested for selling licenses to illegal immigrants. From the chummy behavior of state employees with the immigrants, I'm actually surprised they charged for the illegal licenses. I thought they were just handing them out gratis. Since going to the DMV is an experience to be avoided, I went to a Department of Motor Vehicles substation at an automobile club office. While standing in the long line, I noted with sadness the Asian displacement of White employees at the auto club office. Desk after desk was now occupied by Asians. The line of customers was a typical Berkeley situation: approximately 33% White, 33% Black, 33% Asian. I realized that I had a 33% chance of being helped by the friendly, efficient White woman who had gone through the line assessing who needed what services. At one counter window, there was an Asian woman having a cozy chat with a Chinese man. At the other counter window was a Black woman. When I got to the counter, the White woman was behind a desk, behind the counter. My turn brought me to the Asian woman. I spoke to the White woman, loud enough for all to hear: "Please. I want to be helped by someone of my own ethnicity. Can you help me?" The shocked silence seemed to go on for minutes as all within hearing distance absorbed what had just happened. I sincerely believe no one had ever heard a White woman utter those words before. I hadn't yelled. I had said please. There was something very new and very strange going on. The White woman said "I'm sorry. I can't help you. I'm doing something else here". Her face registered empathy and pain, which I believe meant she understands the invasion and what is happening to us. The Asian woman pointed to the Black woman and said I could go there. Apparently she couldn't tell the difference between a White woman and a Black woman. It was a breakthough and an impasse at the same time. Since it was late afternoon and there were so many people in line, I asked the Asian woman to process the form. She did so very quickly. As I left, it felt as though the air was different--more breathable and delicious. I had finally done what I have wanted to do for so long. Next time I will be more prepared and more specific with my request. For my first time, it was a small and significant step in a much-needed paradigm shift.
	ACTION SUGGESTION: If you want to help shift the paradigm, may I suggest you use my improved statement or a variation thereof: "Please. I want to deal with someone of my own ethnicity. I am a White "Gentile" American." OR "Please provide me with a salesperson/customer representative of my own ethnicity. I am a White "Gentile" American." I have seen hospital situations in the Bay Area within the last year where there were only 40% White medical personnel on a particular floor. Finding a White doctor or dentist if you belong to a health plan can be time-consuming. After a nasty experience with a Japanese dentist, I decided a 35 minute commute to a White dentist was well worth the trouble. I also canceled my health insurance with the local big HMO partially because they kept scheduling my gynecological appointments with Asian doctors. I refused to submit and forfeited the appointments. Now I have catastrophic coverage only, and I feel fine, thank you! If you have the time and motivation and the ability to withstand potential upset, you may want to use the following for medical or dental situations: "Please provide me with a nurse/doctor/dentist of my own ethnicity. I am a White "Gentile" American." Finally, I have been searching for beautiful time-saving clip-art Teutonic imagery to illustrate the historical works I want to put on this site. It has been extraordinarily difficult. You can buy scads of multikulti symbols and images, while beautiful powerful images of our racial heritage are surprisingly scarce. While speaking to a vendor recently, I finally came up with the Clear Words. He asked what I was looking for. I replied: "Teutonic, Nordic, Celtic...WHITE PEOPLE!" That was Fun. How delicious to say the forbidden words. And how very refreshing... Sincerely, Elena Haskins
	Friends and Allies Only Email to: NotAZombie@aol.com Note to Stooges and Idiots with Computers: I do not reply to abusive email. Threats and/or obscene email will be forwarded to your Internet Provider and appropriate authorities, if necessary.
	Text and Graphics Copyright © 1998, 1999 Elena Haskins. Reproduction in part or whole strictly prohibited without advance written permission. All Rights Reserved.
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