🚨#BREAKING: Outrage is erupting after an elderly man who stopped at Walmart after church, told a Black female employee she'd nearly hit his wife with a cart and never apologized…
— Matt Van Swol (@mattvanswol) September 17, 2026
…the teen called her PARENTS who then BEAT THE ELDERLY MAN TO DE*TH in front of his wife of 42… pic.twitter.com/IRXuKTyzbH
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Be the gas station guy.
Scott Adams was right.
Everybody knows the reality of dealing with the 13%. The vast majority of them are low iq, low impulse control, ashamed of nothing and offended by everything. Avoid them when possible, when you can’t avoid dominate your interactions by not using common courtesy and being stern. They view proper manners as weakness. Think of it like the jungle any animal that shows weakness becomes prey of another. Be a hard target they don’t want to tangle with. Be physically fit, mentally alert, carry yourself with confidence. Have your edc easily reached. Use good quality hollow points. Practice with it regularly, and make sure you have some type of concealed carry insurance. Carry a small pepper spray, and Lastly if they start a fight use overwhelming force against them. You may not have a physical advantage depending on your age and fitness level, so go hard and use your tools to end the fight quickly.
Correct.
I think this murder took place in Norfolk VA, I lived there 30+ years ago for about 3 years; it was a sh!thole then, knew what areas / streets to avoid. From my understanding, the city only got worse over the years – no surprise.
I too lived in Norfolk 40 years ago while finishing my engineering degree. Strange city, neighborhood with $30K homes right next to neighborhood with $500K homes. Dirty, crime ridden, flooded when it sprinkled. Where I lived was less than 2 miles from 80% of the murders in their record year. My wife heard gunshots at night (I worked 3rd shift at one of the shipyards). I had a 10 yo 2g kid threaten to steal my car.
That said, Portsmouth was/is worse, Hampton and Newport News (my hometown) on the Peninsula are getting very close. What’s the common denominator? Majority or near majority 2gs. Why I have lived in cracker SC since the early 90s.
Some years ago (with the statue of limitation now expired) I was shopping at my local supermarket–strolling down an isle with my cart, when a ghetto-Sheniqua approached me in the opposite direction. she attempted to body-check me out of her way, but I countered, with an elbow-blow, etc. sending her into a display which completely collapsed upon her. As she screamed, I calmly walked away, out of the store and back home around the corner. I few minutes later I heard fire engine sirens heading for the market. Never heard from the police. This at a time when surveillance video was not as sophisticated. Just to let you know, many of these knee-grows want to get something over on whitey and Asians. They carry a chip on their shoulders and blame us for their shitty existence–of their own making. Be careful around feral ghetto-types, they will swarm attack or surprise attack you without warning.
Sometimes I wonder just how the “too perfect” scenarios like this come into our feed loop.
Couple just back from CHURCH goes to Walmart.
Did the Walmart have a church in its driveway and thus in the video feed?
Probably not. Maybe “Added IN” for effect on the target audience aka you and I.
As Walmart video seldom has decent audio the words said are well, perfect for creative offence generation.
Nice church going Gentleman asked for an apology for an ALMOST Hit my wife situation. Well perhaps he did. Words and attitude difficult to make out in vid.
Then oddly was still in Walmart so the teen could “call her parents” and they rush over to beat him to death.
Wow, just wow. Wonder what % of the Perfect example of 2G had parents ready to beat people to death.
Now it did happen (MAYBE as AI is getting better every damn day) but how lucky and blessed I must be.
I the country mouse just spent nearly a week in the “dangerous wilds” of Boston. I was out and abut with 2 elderly family friends daily going shopping, eating out (way too much) and seeing the sights.
Aside from heavy traffic drivers were reasonably polite and let this woods mouse in well enough. No gun shots, no road rage.
I made eye contact and was polite to everybody and folks of various skin tones often enough opened the door for me and my elderly friends.
Maybe the lady protests too much? AKA Rage bait?
Now I’m not saying there are not dangerous semi-humans out there. There are plenty of all skin tones.
Awareness is important. I choose NOT to wander into a trashy Walmart when shopping.
The last time I actually had to defend myself it was white trash trying to rob me and my lady. Even though the police and Judge called it a “clean shoot” it was a stressful month of legal annoyances and my 38 spent about a month in the evidence room.
Real Trouble is coming folks. Please spend at least as much time on things that are really going to cause you trouble as you do preening about how you’d handle this 2G situation.
Diesil is getting really expensive and shortages seem to be happening.
Might be a good time to SELECT a Nicer Walmart and get some more groceries in the house so you don’t have to be John Wicks with a shopping cart when people are really freaking out.
From Grok
The X post recounts a verified June 7, 2026, incident at a Norfolk, Virginia Walmart where 77-year-old Bert Atienza died the next day from blunt head trauma after confronting a 17-year-old employee who nearly hit his wife Josephine with a cart without apologizing.
Erika Mitchell, 42, and Travis White, 44, the teen’s parents, arrived at the store after she called them and have been charged with second-degree murder; the juvenile also faces felony charges for her role in the altercation.
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Matt Van Swol puts out verified information and I follow him. But I see your point: there wasn’t any audio. Take the church part out of the story. Can you give me an explanation how the two parents became involved? They had to have talked to their daughter before the incident. The man was attacked and died. I suppose a 77 year old man could have done something to deserve being attacked and then dying but you did not speculate on what that could have been.
Yes it did happen.
I looked it up before I posted.
I was addressing if extra details to get more clicks were involved.
How does this gentleman make his living? Websites are not free.
That details of what was really said is unclear.
I suppose I and the 3 other older white people one with a walker, 2 with canes must have been really blessed spending a week in prime Diversity turf and so many opened and held doors for us.
What is 13% of America’s population?
How many horrific events like this happen daily?
Most of the folks I meet are non-hazardus and if treated politely treat you well enough.
As a navy brat I grew up most of my life in 3rd world countries. Then I did over 2 decades active duty and at least 35% of that time in 3rd world countries.
I’m well aware of dangerous people and places.
6 plus decades so far and outside of line of duty violence I’ve only had to shoot one white trash to defend my wife.
I’d worry more about Islam and Israel than black people.
The daughter was just smart enough to know she would lose her job if she lashed out but of course couldn’t think it through. Like all 2Gs she was stupid enough to call in members of the pack because someone disrespected her. Sort of like chimpanzees will do. The parents showed the classic 2G lack of intelligence and morals. On the plus side we have 3 useless members of society going to jail. And the daughter still loses her job.
@Michael, I can speak for myself in 64 years on this planet I have had infinitely more issues with 2gs than sand 2gs, the recent issues with my neighbor withstanding. I was assaulted weekly in middle school thru 8th grade. Robbed almost monthly of lunch money. The abuse didnt stop until I snapped and fractured the skull of a 2g that jumped on my back. Nearly went to juvie prison if not for the wrestling coach vouching for me.
I regularly deal with 2g road rage all over the Southeast. Having guns pointed at me as well as me doing the same in self defense.
During Hurricane Isabelle in 2003 we had to run buddy patrols in my white bread neighborhood because the local 2g utes discovered the home invasion game.
My infirmed 84 yo MiL in assisted living had her money and valuables stolen regularly by 2gs.
As a race they are a pestilence and should be repatriated back to Africa like Honest Abe wanted to do. I am done dealing with them and never leave my little red neck town unless on business travel.
Ricky it’s a horrid life you have lived.
Why in HADES did you NOT MOVE away?
BTW being a military brat I had a different school almost every year. In HS I had 5 different ones.
My Dad taught me “never run from a fight, never start a fight and make sure they know they were IN a fight”.
I had to fight the bully every year. Sometimes I “Won” sometimes I just made sure they’d respect me.
But I had to fight to establish I wasn’t safe to attack.
And despite how many Blacks, Hispanics and just plain ole White folks I had to fight I’m not inclined to blame them, that’s just how BOYS of Our era established pecking order.
And BTW just a few years ago I buried the last of mine and wife’s parents. They lived under MY Roof until they passed. I’m old school about family.
I think one’s own experience with the 13% varies widely based on location and context. I’ve clearly been lucky that my interactions with them have seldom been hostile or perceptibly dangerous. Maybe half a dozen times in my life (most over 15 years ago) I can recall there being obvious tension that had my guard up on highest alert. A couple of those were when I worked retail while in high school, and had uppity “fatiguers” try to start something when I was on the employee side of the counter, usually arguing over a price or a refund.
A couple more took place in high school, and a couple of other random run ins elsewhere, one of which was a guy whacked out of his mind on something. He came at me when exiting the convenience store at a gas station, and I beat his ass into submission, breaking his right leg and probably a couple of ribs, while I had him down. Luckily, this was before widespread use of really good CCTV, so I never got fingered for assault, as there were no witnesses.
Certain parts of the country seem to have a more aggressive breed, especially urban areas. At least that used to be the case, though now it is obviously a bad bet to assume anything but bad motives and high risk of violence from them when they are anywhere nearby, no matter where one finds themselves.
I find them aggressive where local Liberal Politics, Liberal Judges and Law Enforcement (but I repeat myself) support their being treated as protected species.
That also is where they migrate to as welfare is far more generous than stingy New England.
When I was forced into a self-defense shooting, I was blessed I was in an area where Judges and Police were NOT liberal minded. I was a known good citizen working EMS and the white trash that got shot was a known troublesome soul.
As this is a small town-valley his family was an issue for a while.
If I had to shoot someone in Boston, I suspect I’d get far worse punishment from the Liberal Judges there and X2 if it was a “protected species”.
Thus, my disinclination to shoot folks. I don’t do prison well.
Big Ruckus you’d probably laugh about the time I had to use a 5-pound dry fire extinguisher on a “hot head”. Worked rather well and when I called my EMS buddies to pick him up, we got chuckles for days about it.
I was carrying but the fire extinguisher was handy by the driver’s seat so…
after they built the “projects” a few blocks away from my home, fighting became a everyday thing. you either got better at it or you got your ass beat. I learned from old WW2 training books from the local library .
you know books on fighting and commando skills. and I learned the moves, knife /stick fighting. those books saved my ass more times that I can think about. about high school they started to leave me alone as I had beaten the crap out of many of them. rules, what rules. funny thing later on after I joined the army, in training hand to hand, I put the teacher on his ass three times in a row. we became friends after that and he stop by to drag me out to the gym so he could learn a few moves from me. so, having grown up and lived in Philly. I knew I had to get away from “them” when I could. and nothing they do shocks me anymore. BTW, in Philly, I carried everywhere and everyday.
kept a pump shotgun or AR carbine close to hand at home.
they started the home invasion game in the early 1990’s there.
if I still lived there, I have a damn flamethrower by now.
it was nothing to see a group/pack/herd of them walking down the street like they owned it at least a couple of times per week.
anyway, I am real glad I not there anymore.
As Dad used to say, “There isn’t such a thing as a fair fight”.
But he beat my butt after I destroyed an encyclopedia book wupping some idiot.
Books cost money.
And even in peaceful New England I have a weapon nearby. Generally, it’s to be handy if a critter starts raiding my small livestock. But I suspect an intruder might dislike a face full of 22 mag also.
the most lethal guy I ever met carried a 22 pistol. did the mods to it himself. 3 inch barrel. no sights per say, just a grove across the top
but, he could pull it and put the whole magazine on a playing card at 25 yards in no time at all. like under a minute. he also was scary as hell with a knife too. the “brothers” left him alone and he was a
old man too. found out later on he was with the OSS in WW2
nice guy otherwise, easy to talk too. I remember he had no family left and was renting a room. one thing I remember him saying is the 22 is nice and quiet and will get the job done if you do your part. wish I had spent more time with him. really a neat guy who been “around” as he said it.
ABC….Always Be Carrying. And don’t hesitate to use it.
Don’t forget the race riot the other day in York. And that’s exactly what it was, no matter what the media says.