Whenever I think about the invaders and their gratitude, I am always reminded of my REDACTED, mauling his own hand, but continuing to work and pay his taxes, ultimately being forced to finance the invaders coming here. He had no free days. He did everything for his family. When I look at the invaders, I see old non-White men, filled with hate when they see whites, and young invaders, spitting right in front of us, so we are forced to walk on their spit, and a system that is becoming more and more anti-White.