Candace Owens — Larry Elder at BLEXITLA

. No, it's it's a standard cheap. Good evening. a major American city dealing with an epidemic of violence, the shooting of a man in broad daylight on the streets of Chicago. Apparently captured on his own camera phones. Now, that's not, that's not... a major... The statistics that show violence... Please pray for our families. The people in this room are going to change America. America. We got love, love, love. You better believe it.

We got love, love, love. You better believe I got house in the carriage yet. I got black love in marriage, yeah. They gonna say you can't have it, but I might don't care the messenger. We gonna break the stigma up. Hunts the boost, turn to Obama's. It ain't about where you been, where you from, what you got. It's all about love. Self love is the best love, huh? When you gonna take that risk, man. Definitely party, baby.

Don't need makeup. I ate purple on the bathroom floor. Just be eating on the head bongo. Don't like his fly defeat you I hope this mess treats you. your hands up. Play Cash with the Honest. Love is the new money. I'm just chilling with a homie. Come is where your heart is like a handsome. Play catch with the honest. Love is a new one. I'm just chilling with the homies. Hope is what I want. Love love You better believe that.

We got love, love, love. You better believe it I live in abundance Love is the new money. I'm mentally wealthy Spiritually conscious. I'm fresh out of honest. I'm balling and balling. I play with the honey. Love is the new money. That's my frequency. Spark up Burnstage. Clinical killer hate. Love is the new way. Play catch with the honey. Love is the new money. I'm just chilling with the homies, homies where the heart is.

Play catch with the honey. Love is the new money. I'm just chilling with the homies. home is what I You better believe that We got love, love, love. You better believe it We got a love, love, love, love, love, love, you better believe that. Wow. Wow. I love this. This is amazing. Wow. Wow, we are standing in the middle of downtown Los Angeles, guys. The media says we don't exist. Fake news. Guys, this is honestly, it's such a great honor to be here tonight.

You guys have no idea and to see you guys flooding in, standing Ramonly, everybody up there. It feels like a dream come true for me. Um, I love you guys. Let's talk about, let's talk about what blex it is and what opportunity is in front of us because I truly believe that the black and Latino community is going to save America. I think, um, Black said, for me, began when I was a little girl, you guys can have a seat, get comfortable.

It's going to be a long evening. Love the shirts, love the color. Flexit for me began when I was a little girl. I think my very 1st play date. was at a girl's house. Her name was Lindsay DeL Lindsay DeLeo. I grew up in low-income housing, despite what the media tells you, they're now trying to paint me as some rich white girl from Connecticut. Um, The very, right, exactly. The very 1st time that I had sort of stepped out of my family life growing up in a home with an exterminator and roaches and me and my 2 sisters sharing a little room was my 1st playdate with a young white girl with blue eyes, her name was Lindsay DeLeo.

When I went to her house, I was shocked. I was shocked at how big her house was. She had this beautiful Victorian home that was in the woods and she had a nanny and everything was so in place and it was so beautiful. And I was 5 years old and I just remember thinking, wow, are there really people that live like that? How is it possible that my family lives so differently from that? That's the question, right? That's the question that we may all ask ourselves.

And of course, then you get put into the public school system. and they miseeducate you. They tell you that that's happening because of racism, because of sexism, because of misogyny. They want to give you a 1000 reasons to pollute your mind to tell you that you don't need to learn about politics. You need to know that if you are a minority in this country, You are disadvantage. The public school system is trash. I don't have to tell you guys in this room because we figured it out.

We figured out that the left is lying to us. We figured out that liberals are lying to us. We've figured out that they are using us to secure votes and to keep themselves in power and to keep themselves rich, right? Minorities have been used in this country. And all of that changes today. I want a house like Lindsay DeLeo, right? I want a piece of the American dream too. And that's what we deserve for being in this country.

We're gonna to all the Latinos in the audience. We're going to stop telling you that you guys are responsible for the caravan of illegals at the border. You have nothing to do with that. Build the wall. Build the wall. Love it. I love it. Oh, we're going to get that wall built. We're going to get the wall built. All right, so tonight is really about having those conversations that the media refuses to have with us about what's actually going on in our communities, because I'll tell you, it is not racism that is keeping us out of the American dream.

It's the lies that we've been told that is keeping us out of the American dream. It is us marrying ourselves to a party that does not care about us and is keeping us out of the American dream. So many of you guys have watched my political awakening. It's been, I've been pretty much in front of everybody on the stage when I've had this reckoning, but there's one person who totally transformed the way that I thought it was a video that I saw on YouTube.

Um, and it was Larry Elder. Let's watch that video when Larry Elder smacked the liberal out of Dave Rubin. Do we have that video in Q? So but you wouldn't not acknowledge that there are some systemic issues. Give me an example. Tell me what you think the most systemic racist issue is. What is it? Well, I would say that because black people in most cases, in many cases, were descendants of slaves, that racism as a, as an institution, that it just, a certain amount of it just exists?

2015? Give me the most blatant, racist example you can come up with right now. Um, I think you could probably find evidence that, in general, cops are that cops are more willing to shoot if the perpetrator is black. What's your data then white? What's your basis for saying that? Last year? Well, look, I know a lot of people would say, look what's going on. I know what they would say. I'm talking about what the facts are.

965 people were shot by cops last year and killed. 4% of them were white cops shooting unarmed blacks. In Chicago in 2011, 21 people were shot and killed by cops. In 2015, there were seven. In Chicago, which is a 3rd black, a 3rd white, and a 3rd Hispanic. 70% of the homicides are black on black. About 40 per month, almost 500 in the per year last year in Chicago, and 75% of them are unsolved. Where is the Black Lives Matter on that?

The idea that a racist white cop, uh, and shooting unarmed black people is a peril to black people is BS is complete in total BS. And the reason for these so-called activists saying this is the assumption that racism remains a major problem in America. The media, CNN, especially MSNBC, runs down whenever a black cop shoots somebody, and it's some march on Washington. It's ridiculous. Black people. Half the homicides in this country are committed buying against black people.

Last year there were 14,000 homicides, not talking about suicides. I'm talking about homicides. Half of them were black, 96% of them black on black of that 7,000. Where's the Black Lives Matter, people on that? Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the stage, Larry Elder. Just a young girl. With a quick view, I was uptight. Wanna lend loose? I was dreaming of bigger things and wanna leave my old life behind. Not a yes sir.

Not a follow up. Fit the box, let the moon have a seat in the foyer. Take a number. I was lightning before the thunder. Thunder. Thunder. Thank you very much. I appreciate it. Can you feel... Can you feel the freedom? Can feel the love? Let me give you the Cliff Notes version of how I got into talk radio. This is about 25 years ago. I was living in Cleveland, Ohio, even though I'm from here. And I always wanted to be a writer.

I practiced law for a little while, started a small company, and the company was going well enough so I could take some time and start writing. So I began to write up at pieces and every now and then one of them would be published. My dad said, let me tell you about my father. Now, I must tell you, I didn't know anything at all about my dad's father, because I didn't give a damn. I didn't like them anyway. So we never had a conversation.

I didn't care about anything. I mean, I knew he was an only child. I knew we never got any gift from any relatives. I knew that. Outside of that, I knew nothing about my father's life and didn't care. He said, your last name, elder, is not the name of my father. I said, what? I said, who is your father? He said, I have no idea. Elder was one of my mother's boyfriends. She had a series of boyfriends. Each one was worse than the last one.

Elder was in my life for about 4 years. He said he was an alcoholic who physically beat me, physically beat my mother. He said, I was 13 years old. I came home and I was quarreling with my mother's then boyfriend. Elder was long gone, he told me. And he said, my mother sided with the boyfriend, threw me out of the house. I'm 13 years old, Larry, never to return. You're talking about a black boy. Jim Crow South, Athens, Georgia, at the beginning of the Great Depression, kicked out of the house, 8th grade education, never to return.

I defy you to find somebody who had a hand out like that. My dad walked down the road, took any job he could. Ultimately, he became a Pullman porter on the trains. They were the largest private employer in those days. He was able to travel all around the country and came to California on a stop. And it was sunny. And people seemed to be less racist. My dad made a mental note. Maybe someday I'll relocate to California.

Pearl Harbor. My dad became a Marine, a Monford Point Marine. These are the 1st Black Marines. 20,000 of them. My dad was stationed on Guam. And when the war was over, he came to Chattanooga, because he was head of the cooking facilities, he was a staff sergeant in the Marines, and he could cook anything. He could look at a cake and tell you what was in it. So he walked to every single restaurant in Chattanooga, and they told him we don't hire niggers.

When my dad talked about the war effort, they didn't care. We don't hire niggers. He went to an unemployment office. Lady said, I'm sorry, you went through the wrong door. My dad goes out, sees colored only, goes through that door to the very same lady who sent him out. My dad came home to my mother and said, this is BS. I'm going to California. I'm going to get me a job as a short order cook. My dad walks around here for a couple of days.

He's told, I'm sorry, sir, you have no references. My dad even offered to cook for free for 2 weeks to get a reference. They still wouldn't do it. They treated him the same way in LA as they did in Chattanooga. They were just a little more genteel about it. He went to an unemployment office. This time just one door. Lady says, I have nothing. My dad says, what time do you open? She said 8.30. What time do he close? She said five.

My dad said, I'll be here at 8.30. I'll be here till 5 until you find something. My dad sat in a chair for a day and a half . Finally call him up. She said, I have something, sir. I don't know if you'll take it. My dad said, of course I'll take it. What is it? She said it's a job with a company called Nabisco Bread, cleaning toilets. My dad did that for 10 years, took a 2nd full-time job at another bread company called Barbara and Bread, cleaning toilets.

He cooked for a family on the weekends, and he went to night school 2 or 3 nights a week to get his GED. The man never slept, which was why he was so grouchy all the time. You function on three, 4 hours a day, not for a month, not for a year, but for decades, and see how you feel when you come home to 3 rambunctious boys. I get it. My dad got bigger and bigger and bigger during the 8 hour conversation that we talked.

I got smaller and smaller and smaller. And finally, I said, Dad, I'm crying now. I am so sorry. And my father said, Larry, don't be. Just follow the instructions I always given you and your brothers. Hard work wins. You get out of life, what you put into it. You cannot control the outcome, Larry, but you are 100% in control of the effort and before you bitch moan and whine about what somebody did to you, instead, do you go to the nearest mirror, look at it and say, what could I have done to change the outcome?

And finally, he said, no matter how hard you work, sooner or later, bad things will happen, how you respond to those bad things will tell your mother and me whether or not we raised a man. I wrote a book about this conversation. Dear Father, Dear Son, 2 lives, 8 hours that's available for you. My mother was raised on a farm in Huntsville, Alabama. And my mother always told my brothers and me. No one can make you feel inferior without your permission.

If somebody makes you feel inferior because of your skin color, she said, that's on you. I was in high school and we read this poem by a man named County Cullen, and it went like this. while riding through a Baltimore, so small and full of glee, I saw a young Baltimorean, people looking straight at me. Now, I was young and very small, and he was no whit bigger, so I smiled. But he poked out his tongue. Call me nigger.

I saw the whole of Baltimore from May until September of all the things that happened there. That's all that I remember. Well, I was pissed. The class was pissed. The teacher was pissed. We were all talking about the permanent stain to this young man. Hell, he'll always have a feeling that he's a 2nd class citizen. He'll be psychologically scarred the rest of his life. My teacher said, I was pissed. I knew my mother was going to have a different perspective though.

So I came home that day. Walk into the kitchen. My mother was throwing a big pot of greens and frying some chicken. I never forget it. I said, Mom, we read a poem in class. I want get your reaction to it. She said, sure, what is it? I said, it goes like this. While riding through old Baltimore, so small and full of glee, I saw a young Baltimore and people looking straight at me. Now, I was young and very small, and he was no whit bigger, and so I smiled.

But he poked out his tongue. Call me nigger. I saw the whole of Baltimore from May until September of all the things that happened there. That's all that I remember. Mother took a spoon out of the pot, hit it on the side, turned to me and she said, Larry, what a shame. He allowed something like that to spoil his vacation. How many wings do you want? God bless you. God bless America. God bless Donald Trump. God bless Candace Owens.

Thank you so much for having me.