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Update 9/13/06

The real News has now picked up this story, remember who brought it to you first...

 
 

2 tickets to St. John $950

 

 

A day of scuba diving $150

 

 

Renting a fishing boat for a day in the Caribbean $475

 

 

Learning the hard way of the racial angst toward white people on the island….priceless!

 

 

 

 

Not to make light of what happened here,  basically a friend of ours was enjoying a long weekend on St. John in the Caribbean when a late night had him seeking a cab. Walking down the street he noticed 4-5 teenagers started chasing him, one of whom had a shovel. First he tried running, then thinking they wanted to mug him threw his wallet, but no, they did not want money, they wanted blood. It was later explained that this was a hate crime, and that in this case, young black teenagers on the island have a dislike towards white people. Stupid shit like this happens when stupid people let their bigotry out, whether they be white, black or yellow, why can't we all just get along?

Here is our friend's take on and response to what transpired:

 

U. S. Virgin Islands Department of Tourism

Attention: Pamela Richards, Commissioner of Tourism

P. O. Box 6400

St. Thomas, U. S. Virgin Islands 00802 
 
Dear Ms. Richards: 

 

I have always held the Virgin Islands in the highest regard as my favorite place to travel, until my most recent visit.  I arrived in St. John Saturday, August 5th, to attend my good friends’ wedding on Trunk Bay and enjoy nine days of scuba, snorkeling and the many activities the island has to offer.  Four days later, the wedding festivities were tainted and I could not wait to get back home to Chicago. 
 

On the night of Wednesday, August 9th, I was violently assaulted by apparent local teens wielding a long handle, round point shovel.  Although I forfeited my expensive watch and volunteered my wallet they abandoned these items in the pursuit of violence.  The first couple blows I was able to deflect yielding bruised arms and a fractured hand until one struck me decisively on the crown of my head.  This head shot knocked me to my knees providing my would-be killers the opportunity for additional blows of which they took full advantage.  After repeated blows to my skull, my will to survive, pure adrenaline and perhaps God wanting my life to continue, I was able to outrun my attackers to the refuge of the police station in Cruz Bay.  Fortunately, this attack occurred within such close proximity. 
 

This traumatic attack not only resulted in multiple head lacerations requiring 14 stitches, many bruises and abrasions, but also a vigilant campaign for justice.  The first phase of my campaign is the introduction of the situation to the local political and governmental figures that may assist in swift and decisive prosecution of this killer-in-the-making.  If necessary, subsequent endeavors will utilize my available resources, including family, friends, and media, to notify the public of my disturbing experience and warn other unassuming tourists. 
 

I will look forward to hearing from you with a plan of action to conclude this unfortunate event. 
 

Sincerely,