Race War. How do we head it off?

For the record, I despise race-baiters, be they frauds like Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton or inbred goons like Tom Metzger and David Duke.

In fact, I despise racists of any stripe, color, shape, form or origin. Period.

Every ethnicity has its trash, and that trash has its own politically incorrect label. In fact, within the ethnic communities, they have names for each other that I'd never heard of. When I was in law enforcement, we used to refer to losers of the caucasian race as "white trash assholes."

I still do. In fact, my wife and I just disassociated ourselves of a four-year relationship with a couple of absolute white trash women--white trash of the highest order.

If the women had been black, they would've been called "niggers." If they'd been Hispanic, my Latin friends tell me they would've been called "beaners."

And so on.

Within each ethnic segment of our society, such trash--regardless of race or color--does incredible harm to their respective race because they perpetuate the very stereotype that fuels the prejudice and racist views towards the entire race.

One of my best friends in the entire world and I go all the way back to basic military training school in the Air Force. He was--and still is--black. He was--and still is--one helluva cowboy, and runs a big ranch in the northwest. He's also quite wealthy because of his abilities with cattle, horses, the nuances of running a ranch, and getting other cowboys--white, Mexican and American Indian cowboys--to work as a team. The other cowboys. . . you have to remind them that my friend is black. They don't even notice anymore.

But some of the Aryan assholes in that part of the country noticed. And they made the bad mistake of carrying their skinhead scum out into the ranchlands to harass and threaten my friend, his half Nez Perce/half Hispanic wife, and the (white) cowboys they work for him.

They never made that mistake again. Everyone on that ranch--white, black, Hispanic, Indian--put a hurt on those Nazi pukes that they never forgot.

The ranch works because my friend, the foreman, puts results before race. He puts the interest of his cowboys and their families above the interests of political correctness. He puts the truth of their words and deeds above the appearances and opinions of outsiders who don't know them. And to a man, the cowboys and their families have a deep faith in God.

And God don't care what color we are.

Enter the black ministry. Jesse Jackson, Al Sharpton. We all know how they pander to any race-baiting opportunity that presents itself, truth be damned. We all know how they blame white folks and George Bush for anything that has ever happened to the black community in the last fifty years.

Well, here's another black minister, the Reverend Jesse Lee Peterson, and here's what he has to say:

By Rev. Jesse Lee Peterson

Say a hurricane is about to destroy the city you live in. Two questions:

What would you do?

What would you do if you were black?

Sadly, the two questions don't have the same answer.

To the first: Most of us would take our families out of that city quickly to protect them from danger. Then, able-bodied men would return to help others in need, as wives and others cared for children, elderly, infirm and the like.

For better or worse, Hurricane Katrina has told us the answer to the second question. If you're black and a hurricane is about to destroy your city, you'll probably wait for the government to save you.

This was not always the case.

Prior to 40 years ago, such a pathetic performance by the black community in a time of crisis would have been inconceivable. The first response would have come from black men. They would take care of their families, bring them to safety, and then help the rest of the community. Then local government would come in.

No longer. When 75 percent of New Orleans residents had left the city, it was primarily immoral, welfare-pampered blacks that stayed behind and waited for the government to bail them out. This, as we know, did not turn out good results.

Enter Jesse Jackson and Louis Farrakhan. Jackson and Farrakhan laid blame on 'racist' President Bush. Farrakhan actually proposed the idea that the government blew up a levee so as to kill blacks and save whites. The two demanded massive governmental spending to rebuild New Orleans, above and beyond the federal government's proposed $60 billion. Not only that, these two were positioning themselves as the gatekeepers to supervise the dispersion of funds.

Perfect: 'Two of the most dishonest elite blacks in America,' overseeing billions of dollars. I wonder where that money will end up.

Of course, if these two were really serious about laying blame on government, they should blame the local one. Responsibility to perform legally and practically fell first on the mayor of New Orleans.

We are now all familiar with Mayor Ray Nagin the black who likes to yell at President Bush for failing to do Nagin's job. The facts, unfortunately do not support Nagin's wailing.

As the Washington Times puts it, 'recent reports show [Nagin] failed to follow through on his own city's emergency-response plan, which acknowledged that thousands of the city's poorest residents would have no way to evacuate the city.'

One wonders how there was 'no way' for these people to evacuate the city. We have photographic evidence telling us otherwise. You've probably seen it by now the photo showing 2,000 parked school buses, unused and underwater. How much planning does it require to put people on a bus and leave town, Mayor Nagin?

Instead of doing the obvious, Mayor Nagin (with no positive contribution from Gov. Kathleen Blanco, the other major leader vested with responsibility to address the hurricane disaster) loaded remaining new Orleans residents into the Superdome and the city's convention center.

We know how that plan turned out.

About five years ago, in a debate before the National Association of Black Journalists, I stated that if whites were to just leave the United States and let blacks run the country, they would turn America into a ghetto within 10 years.

The audience, shall we say, disagreed with me strongly.

Now I have to disagree with me. I gave blacks too much credit.

It took a mere three days for blacks to turn the Superdome and the convention center into ghettos, rampant with theft, rape and murder.

President Bush is not to blame for the rampant immorality of blacks. Had New Orleans' black community taken action, most would have been out of harm's way. But most were too lazy, immoral and trifling to do anything productive for themselves.

All Americans must tell blacks this truth. It was blacks' moral poverty, not their material poverty, that cost them dearly in New Orleans. Farrakhan, Jackson, and other race hustlers are to be repudiated for they will only perpetuate this problem by stirring up hatred and applauding moral corruption. New Orleans, to the extent it is to be rebuilt, should be remade into a dependency-free, morally strong city where corruption is opposed and success is applauded.

Blacks are obligated to help themselves and not depend on the government to care for them.

We are all obligated to tell them so.

The Rev. Jesse Lee Peterson is founder and president of BOND, the Brotherhood Organization of A New Destiny, and author of 'Scam: How the Black Leadership Exploits Black America.'

I cannot add a thing to that. Not a thing.

On the Hispanic side, you have the Mexican race-baiters claiming we stole Mexico from them.

Fact is, we didn't steal it. We whipped your ass for it. And we'll whip it again.

La Raza pukes yell and wave flags and demand free everything for illegal aliens and claim that whites and blacks are racists. Likewise, the white trash assholes blame all of our problems on "niggers and spics and Jews" (always Jews when it comes to black and white racists, ever notice that?).

It's each races responsibility to take out their own trash.

Simple solution: Put all of the racists in one city--Chicago would be good, or San Francisco--put a fence around the entire area, and come back and check on it in ten years. Or maybe a hundred.

Meanwhile, leave the rest of us--of all colors--alone. We can get along just fine.