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CuriousMind and the Blacks — A history


I don’t usually talk about my personal life — I keep my business and my family private. But I’ll make an exception to share a bit about my work. For ten years, I worked as a process server. For those who don’t know, that’s the person who tracks you down when you’ve been issued a summons to appear in court. Whether it’s civil or criminal, once you’re served, it’s official. And it didn’t matter if you changed your name, address, or went into hiding. I’d find you, and if you didn’t show up after being served, a warrant would be issued for your arrest. The next person coming for you would be the sheriff.

I did most of my work in Chicago, and one area I regularly had to visit was the southeast side, a place some refer to as "Chiraq." It’s a black neighborhood, and it looks like a war zone. No white person with any sense would think about going there, except for me. I’d go in every week, sometimes as late as 9:00 p.m., deep into the hood, hunting down black people with court summonses. Gangbangers were everywhere — on almost every block. People often ask how I managed in those situations. Well, unlike online, I’m a master at deescalation. I’ve had people step out with guns, ready to fight, violent as hell — and I’ve successfully deescalated the situation every single time. It’s about being tough, firm, fair, and respectful. Those traits allowed me to walk into some of the worst neighborhoods in America and come out unscathed.

There were even times when gangbangers helped me track down people I was looking for. They’d be hiding out, and I couldn’t find them. So, I’d walk up to a gang hanging out on the block, ask them to help me locate the person — and they would. That was a proud moment for me.

Back then I used to be able to go into these areas and come out unscathed because I commanded respect. But the situation has changed; I no longer think I could manage that today. The harsh reality is that most blacks today lack respect for anything or anyone. They have become so violent and uncontrollable — there is no reasoning with these savages. My years of working closely with them have shaped this view, as I’ve seen firsthand just how destructive and dangerous they can be. It’s these experiences that contributed to me becoming a White Nationalist. White people deserve to have exclusive spaces, free from the presence of such people.

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I'd imagine being a process server could potentially be dangerous anywhere, but exponentially so in a place like you've described. If this was some time ago things have gotten worse, as everybody knows.

To share something of my own experiences, I've traveled quite a bit from coast to coast. The only major city in the US I haven't been to, and wouldn't go to unless required, is New York. I've been in some scary situations from Albuquerque to road rage hill billies chasing me around in South Dakota, but the one place that scared the shit out of me is Atlanta at night.

I had taken the wrong exit and ended up in a place that was the real life version of Road House but a bunch of ghetto fellows. People were actively spray painting, smoking what was obviously not weed or cigarettes by how the smoke expanded, blasting shit on speakers attached to bikes. There couldn't be a more cliché image of gangland and I was in a clean looking 90's Acura (aka a target), alone and being stared at by groups of Atlanteans with not a single white person for blocks at a time. I was squealing the tires from letting off the clutch fast at stop signs from trying to stop as briefly as possible, the doors were locked and I had already thought it through which pedal I would be stepping on if someone tried to stop me. I'll add a few hours to my trip to drive around that city in the future.

If you want to know what I'm referring to, search for: atlanta streets at night graffiti

It looked like that only not clean and packed with Atlanteans on foot doing wheelies on their bikes with gangster ass rap being blasting from every angle.

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Yeah, I've heard some pretty bad things about Atlanta's Zone 6 — that it's just as dangerous as Chicago. I don't know if it's true, but that's the word on the street. The only place I know that’s as bad, if not worse, than Chicago is Baltimore. If you’ve seen The Wire, you’ve seen the reality of it. I’d imagine it’s even worse now than it was in the early 2000s.

As for being a process server, it really comes down to your attitude and how you carry yourself. There was a reality show about process servers that made me laugh at how stupid some of these people are. They had this black guy, all tough and in your face, acting like a damn fool. It’s just ridiculous. The people you’re hunting are scared and trying to get away from you, so being aggressive and acting like you're about to pounce on them is the last thing you want to do. You want to make the experience as painless and stress-free as possible. They’re trying to run and hide, so you need to make them feel comfortable and calm. It's all about de-escalation. Empathy, strength, respect — it’s all about keeping them calm.

I found this video about Atlanta zone 6. Is this what you're talking about?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gbJpi47UncA

This is the neighborhood I used to visit often. The only difference is that when I would go there, the streets were packed with people — they were everywhere. Now, it looks so empty. I’m not sure why. Maybe it's too early in the morning or it's too cold outside.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B_p4GQ6x2tE

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That makes sense not wanting to spook your prey as a process server. Knowing Debo was out on the streets looking for you is just another reason to hide.

I looked at the videos and the first looks like a lot of rural areas from North Carolina downwards. This is what I was talking about in Atlanta:

https://www.youtube.com/shorts/R2LARkdxf0U
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ek8-6ncUylg

I couldn't find videos of that area at night. I'd imagine it's not a place you'd want to be running around filming people.

Your old area looks strangely desolate. It's weird seeing big houses like that and knowing they probably have no value just because of the area. Lots of trash all around as well, like it's generally unkempt. That's too bad.

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Yeah, it seems like the issue with these videos — both from Chicago and Atlanta — is that they don’t show any people. As you mentioned, I think the reason is that, in the evenings, when the streets are packed, most people probably don’t want to be in that area. Anyone filming would likely avoid it then. They only film when it’s relatively safe, when the streets are empty. I’d usually go there around 5:00 p.m., sometimes as late as 9:00 p.m. During that time, the streets were full of people. Gangs everywhere. It felt like every corner had at least 10 people gathered, hanging out, smoking weed, or drinking. Though this was in the summer so it makes sense that there would be a lot more people out.

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Dang! Have you got guts! Even then, it's a miracle you made it out alive :O

Your story reminds me of an article that was written by a white police officer who worked in southern California in the 90s. He talked about what affirmative action at Police Academy was like, issues he ran into in his job, the astounding IQ levels of many blacks in the area, the fascinatingly interesting work ethic of his fellow black officers, why he hated Quinceañeras, and why moving far away to an all-white neighborhood was the best thing he ever did. The stuff he wrote should be a standard in sociology and anthropology textbooks in colleges everywhere, because it was honest and sounds disturbingly accurate as to why letting non-whites get away with crap should not be part of American culture.

https://www.unz.com/article/my-career-as-a-white-police-officer/

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It was a fun job. Keep in mind, this was like 15 years ago, back when I was in my mid-20s. As a young man, you approach risk differently — I loved it. I thought I was a badass, honestly. I felt invincible. I was so good at this job that I genuinely believed nothing could touch me. Looking back now, from the perspective of a 40-year-old, I realize it was probably just a mix of luck and the way I carried myself. I can’t imagine doing that job today. In fact, I can’t think of any of my White friends — save for one — who could have gone into those neighborhoods back then and come out unscathed.

Thanks for that link AmeriGirl. I bookmarked that article about the police officer and will read it tomorrow since it’s getting a bit late. It seems like an interesting read, and I feel like I might resonate with a lot of what he has to say.

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I thought you were from / are in / Poland.

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