I beat my kid to death because massa beat my ancestors.

Chastain86: Actually, that gives you a free pass to guillotine anyone you damn well please.

Also, you get to shit in every room of your house, and you never have to shower again. Stock up on perfume though.

Let’s see, I’m Irish-German-Polish-Slovak-Hungarian.

So I guess I need to beat myself over the head with potatos and then try to invade my room with a tank?

No, I think you’re supposed to parachute into your own room using a 'chute made out of an empty potato bag, and then… I don’t know, build a Skoda or something.

Yep, this news article made me so proud to live in (well, near) Portland.

Which race/ethnic group/nationality do I have to be to excuse personal responsibility for killing lawyers and assistant professors with whacko “disorder” theories?

My God! It looks like we’ve finally found a legal theory so bizzare that not one Doper is willing to attempt to justify it???

It must be a Sign of the Apocalypse.

I am the descendant of Icelandic Vikings, Eirikur Raudi (Eric the Red) and his son, Leif Eriksson. I shall now discover North America, and leave a colony to fail.

Isn’t this what the Civil Rights movement was trying to stop? The idea of the “savage darky” who can’t help himself, he’s so violent, therefore he’s a danger to White women and children?

:dubious:

What do these assclowns hope to accomplish? Perpetuating MORE racial stereotypes?

Just think, if the guy gets off using this defense, he’s got a license to go and beat up Mexicans.
After all, he’s had to deal with having Cortez for a middle name…

“Dr. Joy” btw, has her own website.

You can purchase t-shirts, greeting cards AND the “Axiology and Post-Traumatic Slave Syndrome lecture” (for a mere $20)

http://www.oneness.org/store.asp

Ummm. Yeah.

Fight the power.

My late grandfather, the nice Jewish boy from Riga, used to tell us that we were descended from Leif Ericsson. Either that or the Delaware Indians, depending on what kind of mood he was in - they supposedly migrated across North America, over the Bering Strait, and all the way across Eurasia, before taking the boat from Riga to Philadelphia. Combine that with the other bits of the family, who are from southern Poland, Ukraine, and Belarus via Canada, and well, I guess I can pound the crap out of pretty much anyone on the Eurasian landmass if it strikes my fancy.

I’m mostly Irish, Scottish and German.

Does this mean I can legally blow up anyone who appears to be English, while piss drunk on Guiness, wearing a kilt, half my face painted blue, a bellyful of haggis and potatos and then get invade France when I get bored of that?

Okay, I have a little French in me, but I’ll just use that to be Snooty and unappreciative.

I’ve got some dutch too, but I have no idea what the Dutch are supposed to do. Cover people’s peni with gold? (Perhaps the Dutch don’t have a personality if I can’t think of any “Dutch” stereotypes?)

“I don’t speak freaky diky dutch”.

I’ll stick my German vs. your Polish… and my Irish and Scots versus your Ukranian and Beluruian. Sure they may not be able to beat them, but their nothing more scary then a bunch of half naked men with roge on their faces, giant swords and Kilts. KILTS for GODS SAKE! Hell, those people play with trees and eat organ meat!

As for the Irish, they get increibly drunk and either toss a bomb through the eastern european windows, or just adopt/marry them and beat the crap out them every night.

I’m not touching the Indian or the Jewish parts. I saw enough of that in “Blazing Saddles”.

The last post should end with a big :smiley:

Actually, that would be a great idea for a thread. “Ancestry Deathmatch”. Make the case for your ancestry beating up everyone elses.

Hey, I know what I’ll do-I’ll get stinking drunk, dress up in dirndl and bodice, then stick myself in a round cottage and try to find the corner! I should be pretty busy!

:stuck_out_tongue:

Wasn’t Batavia actually the ancient name of the lands where Benelux is now, and the Indonesian city was named after that?

You’re supposed to wear wooden shoes while you perform all the other acts you listed. Oh, and corner the tulip market.

Can I beat people to death with the shoes, then bury them in the tulip garden?

Well, one of my ancestors was not actually the guy he claimed to be, because that guy didn’t emigrate, but rather got sick, missed the boat, and died in England, later. No one knows who he was, prior to becoming the man who founded that branch of the family in America. (Ersatz Pennsylvania Dutch)

So, I can do whatever I want, to anyone. But I have to feel really guilty about it.

Tris

BAND NAME!!!

Alas, only a hip-hop or rap group could get away with it.