Friday, October 2, 2020

I Really Don't Care, Do You Melania?

 Well who knew you could catch a hoax. This over tanned Assmonkey knew all along how deadly this virus was, and he purposely played it down. Ok, so I won’t wish death on him, but I hope he really has it and I want him to suffer. I want him in intensive care on a ventilator struggling to stay alive. I want it to be the absolute worst case of Covid-19 ever and I want pictures. I want to see him clinging to life begging for relief.  If not, he’ll just beat his chest and claim he was right all along and it’s all Fake News and it’s nothing worse than the common cold. Besides, he owes his suffering to all of those who died needlessly on his watch and for those who continue to suffer in grief. I also want every one of his reckless “it’s a fake Democratic hoax” followers who showed up maskless at his events to get it and suffer as well. I hope his dumb ass is in the White House mainlining bleach and absorbing UV Saber Light Rays. And what‘s up with all those Hydroxychloroquine pills he claimed he was taking? Guess those crazy medical professionals who said it was ineffective knew more than you after all, huh.

To anyone who thinks I’m being heartless or overtly harsh I will remind you that this is the same Pumpkin Toned Idiot President who has mercilessly and cruelly mocked any and everyone for any reason and has delighted in doing so. As an example, here is Peach Tint 45’s reaction to the news of Hillary Clinton’s case of Pneumonia during the campaign of 2016. Take a look. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gT-LfVlTE94&feature=youtu.be  Karma’s one hell of a bitch ain’t it.

 

 

 

 

Wednesday, September 30, 2020

Stand Back and Stand By

 I’d like to know exactly who are the idiots that still claim to be undecided voters. If after almost four years of Trump’s bullshit racist antics and last night’s debate debacle you are still undecided you are either a deliberate liar or a complete and utter idiot. You choose.

 I also disagree with those who say Biden had a bad performance. The man deserves a medal for not slapping the shit out of that Orange Orangutan…apologies to actual Orangutans offended by the comparison. Joe looked directly into the camera several times and addressed Americans honestly. The only time the Fake President looked into the camera was with his message to racist to “stand back and stand by.” His ass wasn’t even smart enough to code the comment and he still did not condemn white supremacy. The correct answer Donny is “Yes Chris, of course I condemn White supremacy.” It’s not that hard. Trump is that “I know you are but what am I?” bully. Full of insults and lies and nothing to back it up. Certainly not facts. Instead he deflects and hurls lies and conspiracies. The constant unrelenting interruptions at one point led Biden to declare “Will You Shut Up Man?” which was more of an invitation than a question.

 Of course, we all knew trump would show up loaded with insults and untruths straight up lies but the last time he mentioned Biden’s son Hunter, Joe gave him that side eye. You know the one, it says “let my Son’s name come outta yo’ mouth one mo time.” Trump also encouraged his voters to go to polling places and "watch" people casting votes. WTF! So, they’re going to stand there and intimidate voters by watching them as they exercise their constitutionally guaranteed right to vote? Again, WTF! That shit might work in the suburbs of middle America, but they better not try that shit in my neighborhood or in the neighborhoods of anyone I know for that matter.

 I will say that Biden was off with his approach to the Tangerine Wannabe Tyrant. His initial intent was to not engage in the same bullish behavior as him and to treat him as a rational thinker. This was definitely a mistake as this approach only works if you’re debating an intelligent person. Trump has the mental capacity of a walnut, so that tactic was lost on him. Should there be another debate? What’s the point? Although I would love to see a discussion on those taxes, I’m not sure what other purpose would be served. Trump doesn’t want to debate, he doesn’t know how. There was no discussion of policy or any plans or positions. Trump didn’t allow it because he has none. In reality, another debate would only allow him to further incite his base and continue his agenda of promoting non-existent voter fraud and to advance more of his unproven ridiculous conspiracy theories. Quite honestly, I don’t think any minds will be changed, it’s too late. But I also refuse to believe anyone is undecided. If they are…well I think I made my point in the first paragraph.

 

 

 

 

Thursday, September 24, 2020

Idiot Patrol

Seriously, how can anyone continue to support this man. Here is a direct quote from the Orange Bastard in Chief regarding the replacement for the Supreme Court seat of Ruth Bader Ginsburg “We should act quickly, because we’re gonna have, probably, election things involved here, you know, because of the fake ballots that they’ll be sending out.” He then added, “When you have the votes, you can sort of do what you want.” Here, let me translate this word jumble for you, I’m gone need someone in that seat to help me cheat.

Unfortunately, he gets away with these things because he has created a cult who see him as their Supreme Leader. In their eyes, he has no faults. He has convinced them that he is smarter than the scientists, health experts and economists who have devoted their entire lives to their professions. These cultists don’t understand logic or reason and possess absolutely zero critical thinking skills. Because of this, they assume whatever this Tang hued snake oil salesman says is truthful. They actually believe him when he says Covid-19 will eventually go away like it’s just gonna get tired of infecting people and declare, “alright I’m out, peace.” And don’t get me started on the Evangelicals. There is no way you can convince me that these so-called Christians are blind to the fact that Trump represents everything antithetical to their beliefs, yet they continue to endorse and support him. In fact, this man does not give one damn about Jesus Christ or the dogma of Christianity. He is using their fear and hatred of the other to further his agenda of divisive rhetoric. And these frightened mask-less idiots eat it up.

 According to the Tangerine Bobblehead, there is no need for racial sensitivity training as there is no such thing as systemic racism or bias. He says any discussions of White Privilege are “un-American propaganda” and he won’t allow it. The assumption that he can determine freedom of speech is in fact the very definition of White Privilege. So now he wants to add his ridiculous ideas to the national educational program. This self-proclaimed defender of American heritage has a scheme to implement what he defines as a “pro America” curriculum. This curriculum labeled the 1776 Commission is sure to be an exceptionally melanin free flawless view of America. It will conveniently leave out the slaughter and genocide of the Native American population and will without a doubt include the revisionist history of America including the Civil War. You know the war fought for States Rights, not slavery. He claims he’s defending American history but he’s actually defending the Great White Hope and the Hope is to continue a country run by white people for white people.

This man knows nothing about history. Otherwise he would recognize that he is on the verge of reenacting the fall of the Roman Empire. Just to be clear, I’m not saying the United States is the worse country in the world by any means but when you have blinders on and refuse to see any room for improvement as his followers do, it stunts the growth of the nation. When you instead allow and encourage White Supremacists, White Nationalists, and all forms of bigotry to infiltrate and function as the norm in society it can only lead to unrest, anarchy and eventually counter revolution.

I will say it again, we need to encourage everyone we know to vote and make sure they encourage others to vote as well. This carrot shaded buffoon cannot be allowed to continue his reign of abuse. In order to invalidate his latest claims of voter fraud, we need a landslide win.  His belligerent refusal to commit to a peaceful transfer of power when he loses says it all. Actually, I hope he does refuse to leave, and they have to drag his fat ass out by his comb over, kicking and screaming. VOTE!

 

Tuesday, September 1, 2020

Worrisome

 

-It’s been a long time

Shouldn’t of left you

Without a dope beat

To step to-

Worrisome

It’s been awhile since I’ve written and I just wanted to say, I’m worried. I’m worried because four years ago at this time I was not. Instead, I was relaxed and confident. Confident that there was no way Trump would beat Hillary. Confident that she would win effortlessly. Confident that we would not allow a ridiculous reality show Presidency to happen. Confident and relaxed. So now, I’m worried.

 I’m worried because I see the same scenarios playing out as before. Baseless complaints about Biden as the Democratic choice which are similar to those of Hillary. He’s a liar, a manipulator or in the pocket of Big Business. He’s part of a vast left-wing conspiracy Illuminati cult comprised of pizza eating pedophiles intent on world domination. I’m worried because as ridiculous as it may seem, there are those who truly believe these things.

 I’m worried about those both young and old who don’t understand or are dismissive of the importance or the value of their vote. The derisive pessimists who feel nothing will change and don’t realize the harm they cause by throwing away their vote. I’m worried because this line of thought could lead to a second term of Trump appointing hateful right-wing partisan judges. I’m worried because it threatens to reverse all the accomplishments and advancements won by the civil rights movement.   

 I’m worried because the media continues to focus not on the peaceful protesters but instead on rioters and looters. I’m worried because the media chooses to ignore the fact that these riotous opportunist and outside agitators are there intent on creating chaos and disruption. I’m worried because people see these idiots breaking windows and ransacking businesses and link them to the Black Lives Matter movement.

 I’m worried because I originally thought Trump was too stupid to expand his base beyond the racist nut jobs, but I realize now his intention was to embolden them…and he’s using the media. Slowly, his vigilantes have begun to emerge like roaches crawling from beneath the depths of his divisive bigoted rhetoric and are now engaging Black Lives Matter protestors with violence. I’m worried because their actions have already led to murder, yet Trump ignores their savagery and instead, continues to incite, encourage, and praise them as Patriots.

I’m worried because I actually appreciate Trump’s blatantly vocal supporters because I know who they are. It’s the silent sneaky ones who frighten me, the secret Trump voters. You know the ones. They either falsely supported Hillary in the last election or remained silent and voted for Trump. I’m worried because I know they’re still out there. I’m worried because they continue to ignore his language of alienation and separation. They continue to support him as he repeatedly blames President Obama and now Biden for his failed presidency. They know he’s a con man, but they choose to overlook it because the racism is stronger.

 Finally, I’m worried that there are too few of us who see this reality show clown for who he really is and that those who don’t willfully allow his reign to continue. I’m worried that his deliberate ignorance concerning the realities of the most horrific and deadly pandemic of our time will lead to needless suffering and ultimately cost more lives. I’m back folks…but I’m worried. VOTE!

 


Friday, October 18, 2019

Daddy


I remember Saturdays in the yard,
Mama and the girls cleaning the house
And you and I pulling weeds

I remember going fishing with you
And the beautiful silent moments we shared
So as not to scare the fish
I remember when we got home
And you taught me
How to gut and clean the fish
I remember the smell of the fish frying
And that special piece of Catfish for Mama

I remember you teaching me to light the BBQ pit
 And I know that it takes patience and time
 I remember how you cleaned the ribs pulling back
 That layer of skin so the juices would flow
I remember how you seasoned without overdoing it
And rubbing the dry mustard into the chicken
And I remember your special trick of placing
The meat in the oven at a low temperature to get it tender

I remember being in the back yard
And using your shadow as shade from the sun
I remember trying to match your steps
And wondering how you could possibly walk so fast

I remember you teaching me to ride my bike
Promising to not let go and when I looked back
You were still there holding on until I was ready
I remember falling
And when tears filled my eyes
You encouraged me to try again
And I remember succeeding
And the look of pride on your face

I remember Daddy, I remember it all

Friday, August 30, 2019

The Journey


I haven't written for a while and I thought I was suffering from writer’s block, but I now realize its grief. Next month I'll celebrate my 63rd birthday and although I appreciate the wisdom and experience gained with age, I've come to learn that maturity comes at a price. Over the past two years I have suffered the loss of relatives and friends at an unforgiving rate. For each loss the grief was different, and it’s caused me to be in an almost constant state of mourning. It's also forced me to face my own mortality and own the fact that, not all of those we love will continue the journey with us. Ultimately, we are all born to die but I’ve grown to recognize death as simply a different journey of which we will all embark at some point.

I understand this realization may sound simplistic and for some harsh as we all grieve differently. And it will do nothing to console those still suffering losses, but for me it was somewhat cathartic. So, I’ve decided to use it to fuel my own journey’s continuation. I’ve become more appreciative of my friends and family and for some it may sound dark, but I’ve embraced the notion that each moment spent could be the last. I’ve never been one to travel in the world of “what if "or "if I had only" when it comes to life and events from the past as I strongly believe everything happens for a reason and although you can't rewrite your life story, you can certainly learn from it. The people placed in our lives are not there by chance and we should not be selfish but instead welcome the gift of their presence for as long as time allows. I also believe that every encounter and person we meet serves a purpose in our individual growth. Recognition of this fact ultimately adds to progression of the journey.

At any rate, I never claimed to be a philosopher I just had some rambling thoughts I wanted to share as part of my personal grieving process. I’ve gone through several stages of grief and on several occasions, I've attempted to put my feeling into thoughts. The fact that I was able to write this today without incessant tears is a bit refreshing.




Tuesday, March 26, 2019

The Boss


My apologies to all for interrupting the festivities as I'm certain everyone is celebrating the occasion of the birth of her holiness St. Diana. However, it's come to my attention that not everyone is as informed as myself on the origin of this blessed saint. So, in an effort to educate all, I thought I'd take a few questions from what I’m certain is but a small contingent of non-believers.

Non-believer: What is St. Diana's Day, sounds like something you just made up.

Me: Absolutely untrue. Allow me to quote from the book of Gordy

Non-believer: Dude, there’s no book of Gordy in the Bible.

Me: Of course, there is…New Testament bro. Anyway Gordy 5:11 clearly states And God said, let there be Motown and she did cometh out. And when he flooded the land, she reacheth out to touch somebody’s hand and proclaimed, “Ain’t No mountain High Enough!”.

Non-believer: (Crickets)

Non-believer:  Ok, so where did this St. Diana come from?

Me: She was born mid-20th century and hails from the hamlet of Detroit, also the birthplace of her royal highness Aretha who had yet to ascend to the throne as the Queen of Soul. In her late teens her holiness was visited upon by the three wisemen Holland, Dozier, Holland who encouraged her with the proverb “upon reflections you will stop in the name of love”. Their visit inspired her and she was motivated to study the teachings of the prophet Smokey of Robinson which led to her conversion to Motownism and with the Supreme sisters Florence Ballard and Mary Wilson she endeavored to spread the R&B visions of Barry the Hitmaker.

Non-believer: Um, ok. So, she’s at best an ok singer. How does such an average person qualify for sainthood?

Me: Bite your tongue heathen! (speaks momentarily in tongues) If you’re going to continue in this blasphemous vein of ridiculousness, I’ll have to cut short the interview. Frankly, there’s more to being a Diva than simply the voice. Visuals, performance and an infinite connection to the audience are all essential elements to true Diva fulfillment. Of course, 12 consecutive #1 hits ain’t nothing to laugh at either and hardly qualifies as average.

Non-believer: Well, ok but don’t you usually have to die before being anointed sainthood?

Me: Technically, you’re correct. However, in the case of her holiness, sainthood was granted with the Rhythm & Blues edict of 1979 based on the gospel according to the Apostles Ashford & Simpson, which clearly states, “she The Boss”. Accordingly, she was affirmed and ordained as the Patron Saint of Motown by the Detroit Archdiocese of the Church of Rhythm Now.

Non-believer: Ok, so I think I understand now. So, Diana…

Me: Um, that’s Miss Ross. You don’t know her like that.

Non-believer: Ok, So Miss Ross was granted sainthood and we celebrate her birthday on the 26th of March.

Me: Correct. In fact, if I let you keep me hanging on, I’ll never get to celebrate. So, I’m going to end right here before I get turned upside down. I was touched in the morning and I could swear I hear a symphony playing somewhere. My mistake probably just a love hangover. Anyway, it’s my turn at my old piano so I better get going before the other partyers decide to come see about me. Happy St. Diana Day!



Friday, February 22, 2019

I’m Upset So I Can’t Think Of A Witty Title

I’m upset, disappointed and angry. When I first heard the news of Jussie Smollett’s alleged attack my first thought was, “shit, please let this be true”. I shared my feelings with a few friends who were curious why I hadn’t written anything about the incident. I let them know that I felt ashamed I would have such a horrible thought about someone’s possible pain & suffering, but I also couldn’t shake this feeling of skepticism and wariness of his account of the events. I’m pretty comfortable with the notion that if you’re out alone at 2 in the morning in some sketchy neighborhood it’s not because you wanted a sandwich from Subway. A couple of times I did think of writing something but I’m glad I listened to the voice of caution in my head which said, wait.

So now the supposed victim has become the alleged perpetrator & suspect. And still, I can’t help but hold out hope that his story miraculously turns out to be true. And if it turns out to be true, I will happily apologize. However, if in fact the allegations of him staging the whole thing are what is proven true, there’s no excuse I will accept for his privileged unethical selfishness. How dare he do this to a community already doubly marginalized by irrational hate and bigotry. And don’t get me wrong. I know that those who now choose to dismiss hate crimes because of Jussie Smollett probably would have done so before him anyway. It’s not like if his allegations were true all the bigoted people would suddenly disappear. Homophobes and racists will always exist. But he has helped to create additional obstacles for victims. In one fell swoop he has managed to feed the trolls and energize and embolden the bigoted naysayers who challenge victims of both homophobic and racist hate crimes. It’s disrespectful to actual victims and will only help to make it harder for them to report hate crimes. He owes apologies to those actual victims. He owes apologies to those who advocated and spoke up on his behalf. He owes apologies to us, his family.






Friday, January 25, 2019

Expressive


There’s an expression often used by Black folks to describe a person with whom you may have become frustrated or annoyed. Although the expression is commonly used, it is reserved for an exclusive yet deserving person. This individual has allowed you to reach a point where you feel no other descriptive options are available so you may turn to the person next to you point and say in an exasperated unbelieving tone, "this muthafucka here". In an effort to more clearly articulate the usage of this expression, I thought I’d provide a few examples from current headlines.

  • Yesterday President Dumb Ass’ Commerce Secretary, Wilbur Ross was asked about his thoughts on furloughed government workers and their struggles making ends meet without pay checks because of the shutdown. When told that some federal workers were getting food from homeless shelters, he seemed perplexed and stated with absolute tone-deaf arrogance, "Well I know they are, and I don't really quite understand why." He noted they would be paid eventually and from atop his grand high horse said, "There's no real reason why they shouldn't be able to get a loan against it.” So, just to be clear, the solution from a man said to be worth over 700 million dollars is for cash strapped government workers to take out a bank loan in lieu of pay checks. Assuming they are credit worthy, they would take out a bank loan for money they are due from the government. When they are paid by said government, they would then pay back the loan with interest incurred for however long it took to get paid ... and he stated it as thought it was a matter of fact and simple solution anyone could figure out…this muthafucka here.
  •  When asked about Mr. Ross’ statement, the Tangelo President said that banks were also “working along” with those facing financial hardship during the shutdown, “and that’s what happens in a time like this.” Um ok, at this point I’m just gonna quote this asshole verbatim, “If you have mortgages, the mortgagees, the folks collecting the interest and all of those things, they work along,” “Local people know who they are, when they go for groceries and everything else,” “And I think what Wilbur was probably trying to say is that they will work along.” (releases heavy sigh) This muthafucka here. Banks are in the business of making money and don’t care about why you’re late on your mortgage….pay me or get out. And how out of touch with the common man do you have to be to think that the clerk at your local Ralph’s or Albertsons will say to you when you’re in line to pay your groceries, “Oh don’t worry about it just pay me whenever you get paid by the government. Here, have an extra steak or two”. #TeamToneDeaf
  • This morning Trump advisor and best bud for life, Roger Stone was arrested in relation to the ongoing Mueller probe. He faces multiple charges including working with WikiLeaks to hinder the Hillary Clinton 2016 presidential campaign, lying to Congress, witness tampering and obstructing the investigation into the Russian interference of the 2016 election. White House Press Secretary Sarah Suckabee Sanders this morning stated, “What I can tell you is that the specific charges that have been brought against Mr. Stone don’t have anything to do with the president” Ok so, Trump’s campaign manager Paul Manafort, Trump’s lawyer Michael Cohen, Trump’s National Security Advisor Michael Flynn and Trump’s longtime associate and aforementioned best bud Roger Stone have all been indicted and none of it has anything to do with Trump…Bitch please! This muthafucka here.
  • Finally, although the expression is used largely as a vehicle of frustration there are times when it’s used endearingly. Earlier this week the President who wears his ties freakishly too long proposed a deal to end the shutdown. He offered to give back DACA status to qualifying immigrants, with a 3-year term limit, in exchange for his stupid wall. Speaker of the House, Nancy Pelosi responded by basically telling him to kick rocks and in addition, uninvited his dumb ass to Congress for his annual State of the Union address. This morning President Flyaway Hair conceded to Nancy and offered a temporary end to the shutdown, with no concessions…This muthafucka here.








Wednesday, October 31, 2018

Lazy Racists

As a kid I was obsessed with Superman. I would sit daily in front of the television and in between episodes of The Three Stooges, I anxiously awaited the moment the man of steel would appear on screen. I had the Superman lunch pail, comic books and I dressed as Superman for Halloween for both the 1st and 2nd grades. (Ok I know, I was a nerd). My mother had to shop for my costume twice as I out grew it in between grades. I can remember her helping me get ready, making sure my costume fit properly and my cape swung correctly from the back. But you know what she didn’t do? She didn’t paint my face white. It wasn’t necessary everyone knew I was Superman simply because of the costume.

Unfortunately, there are still way too many of those of the melanin deficient persuasion who can’t seem to grasp this concept.  Every year around this time we get inundated with countless stories of idiot White people dressing up in blackface. Also, every year there are a ton of stories about some idiot getting fired for blackface so there is absolutely no way they didn’t get the memo. They know it’s wrong. The problem is they have this privileged, entitled attitude which leads them to believe they can do whatever they want with absolutely no consequences. Simply put, not acknowledging or caring that blackface contains a huge amount of derogatory historical baggage is racist. They don’t care that it’s offensive or even care to know why it’s so. And to be clear, most famous people and celebrities have easily identifiable characteristics which make changing skin tone unnecessary. So, when you make skin color the focus and defining feature of your costume simply because you have no imagination, creativity or can’t be bothered with recognizing other distinctions that make up a character or person, you are a lazy racist.

RIGHT

 



WRONG



In the Wrong pics it’s not just that they painted themselves in blackface, it’s the coded message. There’s not even an attempt to match the skin color of either BeyoncĂ© or Jay-Z.  These two assholes see them not as talented celebrities but as their own clownish version of the stereotypical Black ghetto hood rat. Lazy racism.

But guess what? It won’t end. Next year we’ll have yet another round of knowingly clueless nut ball racists claiming to pay homage to their idols. They will unashamedly dress up in blackface, post it on social media and then cry a bucket of White tears because they got fired. Dumb asses.