I’ve been sucker punched, accosted, jostled, roughed up, shaken down for money with threats of violence, and knocked down five times in my life starting at age 13 in Ithaca, NY in 1964.
I want my reparations, too. Where does the line form?
My German great grandparents were evicted from their home at age 85 in 1945 when the Russians moved into eastern Prussia. They escaped with their lives unlike many of the other 10 million forced back to Germany at the end of the war, so they were thankful for that. The family estate, homes, and factories were all confiscated.
I want reparations for that, too.
The descendants of the 700,000 dead in the Civil War want their reparations, too.
Life’s a bitch, black people. Get over it and get on with your lives. Don’t you think 160 years is enough time to just get over it?
As soon as my Polish relatives get reparations for being forced from their homes by the Volksdeutsche in Silesia.