Since 2024 I have been going to a restaurant supplier warehouse or Costco 3-5 times a week usually at 10AM to midday. If I wore a bodycam and filmed my experience, I would be banned off every platform. The amount of jobless alien-babbling mystery meat illegals with massive trolley carts hauling around $$$$'s of junk is probably about half of the people at these warehouses. And it's not fresh produce or meat. It's flat-screens, OREOs, beer, premium rib eyes, and outdoor playsets. And no, they're not the wives shopping—it's the entire brood or often I notice now men between 25-40 who are loitering and sometimes following girls around. They are hostile, they don't even pretend at being friendly, are dressed like 'global soccer fan' with extreme body odor, and somehow manage to drop $1500 every time they go to the store. What poor white trash person has that much disposable income? And it's packed at noon, every day. The excuse that leftists make about 'muh taco stand' is bullshit—there is no industry or hard work or excellence from these human parasites. They are a giant tick attached to America's hip. It is nauseating and infuriating as a business owner to be pinching pennies and working tirelessly every week, then go to stock up on carefully budgeted items only to be cut off by a hijab-wearing human goat who stinks of feces, can't even speak the native language, and is being subsidized by people who want to destroy America. I am a resilient dawg and I don't shake easily. But I know that for every person like me there are thousands of business owners who are seeing this and giving up completely. Blackpilled to death. And an entire generation of young white Americans who are ready to burn everything down to deny these human cockroaches (illegals) the ability to siphon out any more blood. I can't blame them. Even just my casual interactions with illegals is proof these people cannot and will not assimilate, nor should they be given the opportunity to. I can promise you that if I had a giant red I would have an IV drip of Red Bull in my arm so I could smash that motherfucker all day and night. Until my hands break off.