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Oklahoma: Just like Compton

It's bad enough white people killed most of the Native American Indians by giving them blankets laced with smallpox, now black people are poisoning their minds with our dumbass rap music.

The New York Times the other day had a story about how Indian reservations are now filled with gangs. Indian kids go to prison, probably for drunk driving (let's keep it real), meet black and Mexican gang bangers, then return to the reservation and start their own imitation versions of gangs like the Crips.

The bright side: Indian gang bangers are much more likely to get into fist fights than real, blang gang bangers, who are known for pulling drive-bys, and those awful Mexican gangs, who are known to butcher people with knives, as if they were working the assembly line at a meat processing plant. Maybe that's why so many Mexicans work in meat processing plants - they already have the experience from being in MS-13. Black gang bangers might consider a career delivering pizzas in 30 minutes or less. We could lick that ridonkulous unemployment problem in no time. Someone get Obama on the phone.

I wonder if Feather Indian gang bangers are badasses, or a buncha pussies. Probably the latter, right. Indians aren't known for being a particularly hardy people. I read, probably in Howard Zinn's boring-ass A People's History of the United States, that white people tried to make the Indians slaves, but they couldn't handle the workload, and that's why they had to bring over black people. My ancestors picked cotton six ways to Sunday, while those damn Indians just sat there with their legs crossed, like little bitches. Fast forward 400 years, and the few Indians left can't even hold their liquor. Meanwhile, I drink alcohol every day of the week, and I'm one of the most prolific writers on the Internets.

Let's put it like this - those Indian gangs better hope they never cross paths with the Bloods.