If I recall correctly, Magic Mountain is the place where, in the seventies, a couple teenage nigger couples cut in line, and when my dad called them on it, one of the she-niggers started jabbering away in ebonics and then said, “I hope you fall off halfway across.” Some kind of ski lift thing. I was young, and this made a very strong impression on me. I knew that: 1) that no white would have acted like these things; and 2) that whatever these things were, they were worlds different from White people.
In any case the lesson is: just as two things can’t occupy the same space simultaneously, you can’t have niggers or mexicans and civilization. You must choose. Either-or, itz!
Niggers and mexicans are symptoms; JEW IS THE DISEASE.
But in the last 15 years, the park has declined in attendance comensorate with the rise in gang activity. Families have steered clear of MM ever since the cancellation of a TLC concert led to bloody riots.
http://socalpundit.com/blog/index.php/2006/06/23/goodbye-six-flags-magic-mountain/