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Post by tatus on Dec 6, 2005 22:09:57 GMT -5
The original point I was trying to make was that the murder was probably motivated by the assailants seen Walker with a White girl, as nothing is so apt to anger xenophobes as interracial couples. However, if the B.B.C. mentioned that motive, then it might give the assailants' supporters a kind of justification or a reason, so they keep it at being a senseless slaying. In the interracial couples ratios, there is no question that Black men have more relationships with White women than White men do with Black women. In the past I have argued that this is due to the White woman being seen as a trophy for Black males insecure with their skin colour. I would say, both races are insecure,I'm sure white women have minds of their own. It take two to make the relationship. If white women choose to have relationships with black men, then thats their choice, women are adults white or black. The guys who killed the young man in liverpool where jealous. Why??.......Because they don't like seeing THEIR "trophy" with someone they see as lesser than them. Its a sign of low self esteem.
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Post by ndrthl on Dec 7, 2005 8:07:44 GMT -5
Louise Thompson, Anthony Walker's girlfriend, interviewed:
"In her first interview,Louise Thompson,18,tells 'New' why she'll never forget the night her boyfriend Anthony Walker,18,was murdered by racist thugs... --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Anthony said:" I'll walk you to the bus stop.There's no way I'm letting you wait there on your own."That was typical of him. He was a true gentleman,always putting others before himself. He was Mr Perfect. I thought I'd spend the rest of my days with him.We talked about the future and moving to London.He wanted to be a lawyer and I was going to be his legal secretary.I'll never forget that night.It was July 29 2005,and we'd been babysitting for his nephew,Ruben,who's two.I'd been shopping with my mother earlier and I was looking forward to seeing Anthony.And I was going to meet his cousin Marcus Binns,18,for the first time. I'd caught the bus over to his. It was about half past seven in the evening and when I got off at the stop near his house in Huyton,Liverpool,Anthony was waiting.He always picked me up from the bus stop and this time he had Ruben with him.He would've been the best dad and husband.I daydreamed as I pushed the buggy back to his. "I love kids and I want at least 12 little Walkers," he would say. "I want my name to carry on forever!" I laughed and said,"Let's just start with four." We watched Eastenders and played with Ruben.It got to around 11pm and I was ready to go home.Marcus came to the house and we walked to the bus stop together. "Let's take Louise to the bus stop then get some chips." Anthony said to Marcus.We were waiting at the bus stop when people started shouting at us from across the road,from outside the Huton Park pub. They shouted "c**n" and "n****r" at us. I looked at Anthony and asked him what we should do.He was never the type of person for confrontation. "Ignore them," Anthony said. "Let's go to the next bus stop. It's not worth it."So we took a short-cut through McGoldrick Park. I didn't like it as it was so dark.I walked between Anthony and Marcus. Anthony put his arm around me.He said:"You'll be safe with me.I won't let anyone hurt you." They were his last words to me.I smiled. I always felt safe with Anthony but this felt different. It was pitch black and after what they'd shouted at the bus stop,I was really scared.I'd walked through the park loads of times on my own and with Anthony,but this was different. Nobody had ever picked on Anthony because he was black before.There was a strange tension. Anthony and Marcus were clearly worried,and maybe Anthony was putting on a brave face to reassure me. We got to the end of the park and that's when we were jumped. Some lads pounced on us from behind a bush. I screamed. Marcus and I just ran.I was in a right state,desperate for help. I sprinted away,too terrified to turn around.I just ran and ran.In my head I thought the police station was nearby and thought I should just go to the police. I sprinted,not realising how far it really was - ten minutes away.When I got there it looked closed. But there was a woman standing outside and she pressed a buzzer and let me in. I was hysterical. I couldn't speak properly I was so out of breath. I probably didn't make much sense but I told the police officer that my boyfriend had been jumped in the park.They sat me down and I heard police cars leaving.I just thought they would be bringing Anthony back to me.I thought that he may have a few cuts and bruises but that was all.The police called my mother,Cathy,38,but she was on the telephone so I gave them my nan's telephone number,who lives next door. They returned and I was expecting Anthony to walk in,with a smile on his face,but instead it was Marcus. I could tell by the look on his face that something was wrong.I didn't get to speak to him as he was taken in to another room. The police told me Anthony had been taken to hospital,and then they said he had been axed in the head but was still alive. I collapsed there and then on the spot. I couldn't tell how long I was in the police station for. They took a statement from me and I waited for my mum to arrive. She came and took me to the hospital. The car journey was awful,I was thinking the worst all the way. When we got there,at around 4.30am,Anthony's family were already there.His father,sisters and his grandmother were there. His nan was reading verses from the bible.One of his sisters asked if I wanted to go in and see him but I couldn't. I went outside for some fresh air. I heard the doctors talking to Anthony's family: "Go into Anthony's room. It could be the very last time you see him alive." I was a wreck. I could hardly move. I felt like I was glued to the spot. My mother took me home and I was in a daze. I just didn't know what was happening. Just a couple of hours before had been so perfect.Since Anthony was murdered,it's like my life has been in free fall.I am constantly haunted by the faces of those mindless,evil monsters who took my Anthony away,but for his sake as much as anything I'm not going to let them win. But I'll never forget that night. I'll never forgive them for killing my wonderful Anthony. He was the first real love of my life. It was more than just a teenage romance. We were only just beginning our relationship,having met three months before,but it felt right. All my friends and family loved Anthony.I met Anthony during a college trip to London. We were at separate colleges in Liverpool,studying law and we'd both travelled to The Old Bailey in London on a field trip in May. I saw him on the coach and thought he was gorgeous.We checked into the hotel. I was sharing a room with two friends and Anthony was next door with his mates. That evening,we got chatting and eventually ended up kissing.On the coach back to Liverpool we sat together.We stopped at a service station for a toilet break and a cup of tea.He turned to me and said: "Will you go out with me,Louise?" It might not have been the most romantic of venues,but I didn't care.We swapped numbers and agreed to meet up the next weekend.I was so excited when I got home,I couldn't wait to hear from him again. The fact that Anthony was black was never an issue. It never entered my head. To me he was just the most genuine,good-looking,caring young man I could hope to meet.On one date we went to see "Star Wars".I'm not a big fan but went along with it.When we got inside he said:" I'm not really bothered about the movie.I just want to kiss and snuggle up to you in the back row!"
We'd usually see each other every other night,but spoke all the time on the phone or on MSN. I'd spend all day with him,then all night on the phone to him.We even planned our future. Anthony said:" I've got it all mapped out.I want to go to University in London and become a lawyer. I want to see some justice in the world and I want to be able to help people. Come and study with me," he said. " We could open up our own law firm - Thompson and Walker."In all our time together,we never experienced any racism. I can honestly say that nobody ever bothered us. Nobody until the night he died,anyway.I live with my mum,my older brother Tom,21,and my sister Siobhan,14,in Northwood,Merseyside. Tom is mentally handicapped. He is like a child in many ways and although he knows what happened to Anthony,he has no idea why. Some people find it hard to communicate with Tom but Anthony instinctively knew how to relate and talk to him. Tom is missing Anthony,too.My mum,sister and cousin,Stephanie Weaver,20 have been there for me and they try to make it easier,but I know they are all devastated. We've all been coping with it in our own ways,taking it a day at a time.Mum is a shoulder to cry on and she knows how to brighten me up when I'm low.The police were great and they offered me some counselling. I've not been for anything formal. I don't think I need to talk to strangers about my feelings.Since Anthony was murdered I've not been going out. I've been a virtual prisoner,wary of leaving the house on my own,but I'm determined to get over that.Anthony would not have wanted me to be frightened of the world. I haven't had a single proper night's sleep since he was killed,though. I'm constantly on edge and it feels like I've had about 10 hours' sleep in the last five months. I lie awake wondering."Would I have been able to save him if I hadn't run away?" Then the tears come and I cry myself to sleep.I feel so guilty. I could have held him in my arms and comforted him.Or maybe if I'd been there they might not have been so brutal. Friends and family tel me it would not have made a difference but I don't know. I'll never know if I could have done anything to save him,and it hurts.Giving evidence at the murder trial was horrible. I only got to face Michael Barton,17,because Paul Taylor,20,pleaded guilty. Barton thought he was getting off and I remember he looked at me smugly.It made me feel sick. He showed no remorse whatsoever. The trial was the hardest thing I've ever had to do.It was so painful,reliving the night he was murdered. When the verdict was announced I felt this huge wave of relief wash over me.It'd been four months of hell. Gee,Anthony's mum,confesses that she has a broken heart and I know exactly what she means.It is a real,gnawing pain deep down inside and it will never go away.But at least justice has been done.I sent Anthony a text to tell him Barton was guilty.It seemed like the natural thing to do. It was my way of telling him that justice has finally been done.I feel like he is around,watching over me. I turned 18 on Friday December 2 and hearing the judge rule that it was a racist attack was the best birthday present anyone could've given me.Everyone knows it was an unprovoked racist attack. I just needed to hear the judge say it.That was the only reason they murdered him and it's right that they should be made to pay for it. Anthony will never get a second chance at life.I think it should be a life for a life. The sentences are right.Taylor will spend 23 years behind bars and Barton will be in for at least 17. They'll be middle-aged when they get out and that's what they deserve. They don't deserve to enjoy their lives because they stole Anthony's away from him.But I felt sick when I found out that someone had sprayed racist graffiti where Anthony had been murdered.It frightens me to think that whoever did that is free to do whatever they want;they can taunt his family and do that to someone else.They've just gone out and made it worse.Even so,I feel at peace knowing that Barton and Taylor will be rotting in jail but it will never bring back my Anthony.He was my knight in shining armour.He died protecting me and I can never repay him.I can't ever forgive them for what they have done,but Anthony was such a forgiving person that I have no doubt that he would have forgiven them.Anthony's different,he's different from me and different from most other people.He was a committed Christian and he would've forgiven them,despite what they did to him. He would have been amazing at whatever he put his mind to.As for me,I've completed my studies and passed my exams to be a legal secretary.I don't know what comes next,I haven't given it any thought. I should have gone back to college in September but it was too soon.I've kept in touch with Anthony's mum,Gee. She is a wonderful woman and I can't thank her enough for the way she has been so kind to me.Her strength is amazing.Their family has shown so much dignity. The memorial service held shortly after his death was beautiful. It's just what Anthony would've wanted. Everyone turned out in bright football and basketball shirts. Gee has set up a memorial fund in Anthony's memory. She's going to organise art and sporting events to raise money and I've promised to help. Although we went to different schools,I have met lots of Anthony's friends and they've all sent me messages. I just can't think I'll ever have another boyfriend again. Anthony was everything to me and I lost him in such tragic circumstances. I wear a pendant with a picture of Anthony all the time and I will always keep a special place for him in my heart. I may have only shared three months of my life with him,but for the time we were together,I had never been so happy.Every night before I go to bed I play the footage of Anthony on my phone.It's sad and it makes me cry but I do watch it with a smile on my face.I cherish every moment I spent with Anthony. I'm so grateful he came into my life.Now I want him to be remembered for the man that he was - a kind,caring,loving man. Not that lad that got murdered".
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Post by nordicyouth on Dec 7, 2005 12:37:18 GMT -5
Whether she says so or not, it was a teen-age romance. I'm not saying that she did not tell her feelings true, however, this was her first major relationship.
I don't assume that all Black males who have relationships with White females are monsters...or even decent people. I simply point out that from statistics and personal experience, those that don't want a Black woman seek out White women, in some cases aggressively.
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Post by tatus on Dec 7, 2005 13:54:32 GMT -5
Whether she says so or not, it was a teen-age romance. I'm not saying that she did not tell her feelings true, however, this was her first major relationship. I don't assume that all Black males who have relationships with White females are monsters...or even decent people. I simply point out that from statistics and personal experience, those that don't want a Black woman seek out White women, in some cases aggressively. Your speaking of white women as if they are not Adults. Were not living in the stone age,back when men hit women over the head with a club,then drag the back to a cave. I've heard about white men who aggressively seek out blonds,because thats the kind of beauty society promotes. I've also heard about white women/people who only date blacks because they have a fetish for them.
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Post by nordicyouth on Dec 7, 2005 15:55:37 GMT -5
I never claimed that Whites do not have fetishes for non-Whites.
Obviously it 'takes 2 to tango.'
I'm simply pointing out a broad and general trend in interracial marriage - that the non-Whites are the more active participants be it 51% or 90%.
The vast majority of ethnic groups intermarry amongst themselves. So we're talking about minority ratios and propensities here.
Generally, Black males that are NOT predisposed to their own females (for whatever reason) tend to seek out White females, especially blondes. Generally also, East and Southeast Asian females NOT predisposed to their own males tend to seek out White males, especially blondes.
Of course Whites actively participate and have non-White fetishes, however, the non-Whites are fueling interracial relationships on average.
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Post by tatus on Dec 7, 2005 16:54:48 GMT -5
I never claimed that Whites do not have fetishes for non-Whites. Obviously it 'takes 2 to tango.' I'm simply pointing out a broad and general trend in interracial marriage - that the non-Whites are the more active participants be it 51% or 90%. The vast majority of ethnic groups intermarry amongst themselves. So we're talking about minority ratios and propensities here. Generally, Black males that are NOT predisposed to their own females (for whatever reason) tend to seek out White females, especially blondes. Generally also, East and Southeast Asian females NOT predisposed to their own males tend to seek out White males, especially blondes. Of course Whites actively participate and have non-White fetishes, however, the non-Whites are fueling interracial relationships on average. Sound like a little bit of "media hype" do you have any statistics, or proof to back this up?? I have seen white female blonds who go after black males, why, (I know this sound wierd) ......but to show off, or to gain attention, or to shock people . SOME not all. Its the same reason why some women marry dark haired,dark skin italian men. The more the media hypes up blond women ,like Paris Hilton,who they see as the "ultimate beauty", then society will veiw those women as the ultimate white people black people indians etc. Its like everything else Brad pitt,Tom Crusie ,Music M.T.V etc
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Post by tonynatuzzi on Dec 7, 2005 21:15:27 GMT -5
Most White women who are dating Black men are blonde but BEGBIE that is not always the case with White men who date/marry Asian women where I live as there are plenty of dark haired White men with with Asian women,my cousin who is a Southern Italian who has black hair and dark brown eyes is married to a EuroAsian woman who is half Hawaiin and half German.
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Post by asdf on Dec 7, 2005 21:25:38 GMT -5
What exactly is the point of your examples, really? "Blond gurls are not dumbr! i have light-brown hair and i'm not stupid!." What does your one inexact example show? Only that one person in the history of the universe with black hair and dark brown eyes has married someone who has one Europid parent and one far from Mongoloid: Wouldn't it be more wise to speak about frequency, records, etc, not single cases that have nothing to do with anything. There is little connection between a Japanese woman and a Hawaiian one. Guess which quadrant Hawaiians belong in--
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Post by tonynatuzzi on Dec 7, 2005 21:36:30 GMT -5
What the hell is your problem,if you don't believe me than come to the Bay Area,there are plenty of non blonde Caucasian men with Asian women here.
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Post by asdf on Dec 7, 2005 21:40:08 GMT -5
I already stated my problem. You give horrible examples.
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Post by tonynatuzzi on Dec 7, 2005 21:46:07 GMT -5
So you think most Asian women who date interracial are mostly only attracted to blonde Scandinavian looking Caucasoids.
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Post by Educate Me on Dec 7, 2005 21:49:48 GMT -5
I agree with Tony, I dont think Asian women who prefer whites, also prefer them blonde.
Although I do agree men, white, black, asians, green, generally prefer blonde women.
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Post by asdf on Dec 7, 2005 21:53:06 GMT -5
So you think most Asian women who date interracial are mostly only attracted to blonde Scandinavian looking Caucasoids. I already stated my problem. I know you can read. I have no other interest in this argument. Just sick of ridiculous examples.
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Post by tonynatuzzi on Dec 7, 2005 21:56:55 GMT -5
Yeah blonde men aren't as hyped by the media as being the ideal as blonde women are.Tall,dark,and handsome types like James Bond and latin lover types who are far from blonde are the ones who are hyped up by the media as being the male ideal.Just because somebody like Napoleon Dynamite has blonde hair doesen't mean that most Asian women would choose him over the dark haired Orlando Bloom.
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Post by tatus on Dec 7, 2005 22:24:14 GMT -5
Most White women who are dating Black men are blonde but BEGBIE that is not always the case with White men who date/marry Asian women where I live as there are plenty of dark haired White men with with Asian women,my cousin who is a Southern Italian who has black hair and dark brown eyes is married to a EuroAsian woman who is half Hawaiin and half German. Can you provide any stats , etc. Other wise your talking out of your head. Or maybe jealous.
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