"I'm not calling any man or woman a cake, sir."
"Then, doctor, why're you telling me about flour, and butter, and pineapple and that stuff?"
"Didn't you say, sir, that you want to remain the same as you are, never change?"
"That's right. I wanna celebrate that news with my wife when that clock strikes 12 and that ball drops on Times Square in New York."
"For the thousands you're paying me I'll make that possible or give you your money back. Now I want you to think of making a cake. I know you'll agree that one needs flour for that. If you choose cheap ingredients you're going to have a cheap cake, an imitation cake . . ."
"And, doctor, I don't like anything cheap. I want the best."
"The flour is the body of the cake, meat, bones, blood, and brains, and, sir, you're blessed to be a fine specimen of well-muscled manhood . . ."
"I'll not lie, doctor, never approved of lying, I've always put the best ingredients in my body --"
"Truth, intelligence, courage, ambition, these are excellent ingredients to put in a good body -- not destructiveness, ignorance, rioting, looting, burning, whooping and hollering to Jesus on Sunday and lying on white police and other whites on Monday, hawking black people this and black people that, but wanting only the identities of Anglos, Spaniards, French, Portuguese, and Arabs, people who don't identify as black; these are the ingredients that hypocritical people cultivate in their worthless subculture and pass on to their children generation after generation . . ."
"Doctor, thank God those negative ingredients don't touch me anywhere."
"Then, sir, I can assure you that like a pineapple Upside Down Cake, you, with all your wonderful ingredients, you're going to look and be the same no matter which way anybody looks at you, up or upside down or all around."
"And, doctor, I know my wife will be happy to know that."
"Happy New 'Upside Down' Year, sir, and pay my secretary on the way out."
Wednesday, December 30, 2015
Wednesday, December 23, 2015
Lives Still Jive
"Stop jiving."
"It's as if they belong to that black group that should be called Black Lives Still Jive."
"In what way?"
"Look at it. We're threatened inside and outside our country by Muslim terrorists and she says that he's being used to aid the terrorists and he says that she lies about everything. And some 30 niggs got shot up in one of our biggest cities and those in that black group raising so much hell didn't open their mouths about it because if they'd tried as usual to blame it on whites, everybody'd know that they were flat-out lying."
"Yeah, and you're not jiving about that."
"Stop saying 'jive'. That word went out of style some 75 years ago. Say 'That's messed up.' "
"So did -- or should have -- blaming others, specifically whites, for our incompetence of over a 100 years. And that's no jive."
"It's jive when after over a 100 years you consider tacking ropes to your hair to give you long hair and dyeing your hair blonde and red, your major so-called cultural feature is trying to imitate the hair of whites. It's like before that political correctness crap took over we used to greet each other with 'What's up, my nigg?' It implied togetherness, partners. Now, political correctness want us to say, 'What's up, my n-word?' Like saying to a white person that you're tight with, 'What's up, my peck-word?' Or to a Spanish-speaking person, 'What's up, my spi-word?' or to a Chinese, 'What's up, my Chin-word?' And that's not just jive or messed up, it's uked up."
"It's as if they belong to that black group that should be called Black Lives Still Jive."
"In what way?"
"Look at it. We're threatened inside and outside our country by Muslim terrorists and she says that he's being used to aid the terrorists and he says that she lies about everything. And some 30 niggs got shot up in one of our biggest cities and those in that black group raising so much hell didn't open their mouths about it because if they'd tried as usual to blame it on whites, everybody'd know that they were flat-out lying."
"Yeah, and you're not jiving about that."
"Stop saying 'jive'. That word went out of style some 75 years ago. Say 'That's messed up.' "
"So did -- or should have -- blaming others, specifically whites, for our incompetence of over a 100 years. And that's no jive."
"It's jive when after over a 100 years you consider tacking ropes to your hair to give you long hair and dyeing your hair blonde and red, your major so-called cultural feature is trying to imitate the hair of whites. It's like before that political correctness crap took over we used to greet each other with 'What's up, my nigg?' It implied togetherness, partners. Now, political correctness want us to say, 'What's up, my n-word?' Like saying to a white person that you're tight with, 'What's up, my peck-word?' Or to a Spanish-speaking person, 'What's up, my spi-word?' or to a Chinese, 'What's up, my Chin-word?' And that's not just jive or messed up, it's uked up."
Friday, December 18, 2015
TKOee, KOee
"You might think my style unorthodox, but I have my personal way of getting at the truth, and I'm just one of the testers and you're the testee. I'm an ol', experienced white guy and you're a young, inexperienced black guy. You got a problem with that?"
"No sir."
"Look at my face. Can you believe that when I was young I was a handsome ladies' man? Don't lie."
"Your nose and cheekbones are puffed . . . some old scares over your top lip . . ."
"Gifts from the ring. Truth about what you're seeing is important in our work. Says on your application that you played football and basket ball in high school, was an MP in the Army, team activities. And it's not what each individual likes or dislikes on a team, it's what's good for the team. Policing is a team activity, firemen are a team, preachers, teachers, lawyers are teams and make decisions good for their activities as a team. You have a problem taking orders?"
"Not at all."
Criminals are a team. Some want to kill police, others try to avoid us, and others are just scumbag thugs and try to show their disrespect for us by resisting arrest whenever we confront them. We have to teach them to respect us or we're useless as protectors of the people. We have to use force to overpower them. You have a problem with that?"
"Not at all. As an MP I had to deal with some ugly people, men and women, black and white."
"Many black people call us racists for defending ourselves when attacked by black law-breakers. They'll call you and uncle tom for doing the job you're dedicated to perform. Some of the race-hustling blacks accuse white police of forcing black police to whip on blacks or they can't be a part of the police team -- as if a black policeman doesn't have sense enough to know when he's looking at a possible TKOee or a definite KOee. You have a problem with anything I've said?"
"None at all."
"Welcome to the real world."
"No sir."
"Look at my face. Can you believe that when I was young I was a handsome ladies' man? Don't lie."
"Your nose and cheekbones are puffed . . . some old scares over your top lip . . ."
"Gifts from the ring. Truth about what you're seeing is important in our work. Says on your application that you played football and basket ball in high school, was an MP in the Army, team activities. And it's not what each individual likes or dislikes on a team, it's what's good for the team. Policing is a team activity, firemen are a team, preachers, teachers, lawyers are teams and make decisions good for their activities as a team. You have a problem taking orders?"
"Not at all."
Criminals are a team. Some want to kill police, others try to avoid us, and others are just scumbag thugs and try to show their disrespect for us by resisting arrest whenever we confront them. We have to teach them to respect us or we're useless as protectors of the people. We have to use force to overpower them. You have a problem with that?"
"Not at all. As an MP I had to deal with some ugly people, men and women, black and white."
"Many black people call us racists for defending ourselves when attacked by black law-breakers. They'll call you and uncle tom for doing the job you're dedicated to perform. Some of the race-hustling blacks accuse white police of forcing black police to whip on blacks or they can't be a part of the police team -- as if a black policeman doesn't have sense enough to know when he's looking at a possible TKOee or a definite KOee. You have a problem with anything I've said?"
"None at all."
"Welcome to the real world."
Monday, December 14, 2015
Behind The Language
Thank God, we were raised and nurtured in a society that makes me uneasy around people who look like Afrikans or Indians or I see traces of Afrikan or Indian in them, but they call themselves something else, denying their Afrikan or Indian ancestry, I told them.
'You won't have to say anything,' one of the blacks said. 'We don't want them to know that you understand their language. They're bringing their interpreter, but we don' t trust them.' If I feel myself getting nervous, I told them, I'll yell something and you can kick me on the foot to slow me down.
At the meeting, the five of us blacks and the six of them, including their interpreter, sat around this long, tan collapsible table. The interpreter, black, about 6'4", even seated was head and shoulders above everyone else. It was not what one of them said -- I agreed with some of it -- but the outlandish, hypocritical interpretation shocked and insulted me.
The man looked at the interpreter and said, 'You can verify that in our country variety of color is ignored. We're all equal, just one people . . .' Must be a hell'uva dull country, I thought. '. . . we want to deal with this tension between our two groups in this country.' he continued. 'In our country we don't have any of this black annoyance some of these brutes are always causing . . .' The interpreter interrupted. 'He said that we want to work with the brilliant black people causing problems in this country . . .' I let out a loud "ouch!" and the black sitting next to me whopped my foot and everybody jerked in my direction.
' . . . many people consider us to be an emotional people,' the man continued, 'but much of that emotion is performance, fulfilling the personality associated with this identity we have, but not like some of these brutes. One minute they're sullen and solemn as if on some kind of tranquilizers and the next moment they're screaming and hollering, rioting in the streets and on college campuses, burning buildings, looting, and shooting police, and acting like wild savages --' "Aarrgh . . ." gurgling from my throat, I leaped up and losing my balance grabbed the edge of the table, but fell to the floor, groaning "aarrgh, aarragh . . ." and the others had jumped to their feet so rapidly and roughly that they knocked the table over on me. I felt as if all blood had drained from my body and I had turned completely pale. They dragged me out into the air and after about ten minutes I was back to normal and glad to see that those six strange people were no longer there. I told the black dudes what the speaker had said in his language.
'We need somebody we can trust in all these languages. Got people waving the American flag one minute and the next waving the flag of some other country,' one of the blacks said. 'You know any Arabic?'
I knew the history between blacks and Arabs and told him that I didn't have anything to talk to Arabs about. I also told him that I stayed away from black, white, red, brown, and Asian people.
'Then what're you doing with us?' he asked.
"Come on, now," I told him, "We hypocrites gotta stick together or the hypocrites around us will bury us."
'You won't have to say anything,' one of the blacks said. 'We don't want them to know that you understand their language. They're bringing their interpreter, but we don' t trust them.' If I feel myself getting nervous, I told them, I'll yell something and you can kick me on the foot to slow me down.
At the meeting, the five of us blacks and the six of them, including their interpreter, sat around this long, tan collapsible table. The interpreter, black, about 6'4", even seated was head and shoulders above everyone else. It was not what one of them said -- I agreed with some of it -- but the outlandish, hypocritical interpretation shocked and insulted me.
The man looked at the interpreter and said, 'You can verify that in our country variety of color is ignored. We're all equal, just one people . . .' Must be a hell'uva dull country, I thought. '. . . we want to deal with this tension between our two groups in this country.' he continued. 'In our country we don't have any of this black annoyance some of these brutes are always causing . . .' The interpreter interrupted. 'He said that we want to work with the brilliant black people causing problems in this country . . .' I let out a loud "ouch!" and the black sitting next to me whopped my foot and everybody jerked in my direction.
' . . . many people consider us to be an emotional people,' the man continued, 'but much of that emotion is performance, fulfilling the personality associated with this identity we have, but not like some of these brutes. One minute they're sullen and solemn as if on some kind of tranquilizers and the next moment they're screaming and hollering, rioting in the streets and on college campuses, burning buildings, looting, and shooting police, and acting like wild savages --' "Aarrgh . . ." gurgling from my throat, I leaped up and losing my balance grabbed the edge of the table, but fell to the floor, groaning "aarrgh, aarragh . . ." and the others had jumped to their feet so rapidly and roughly that they knocked the table over on me. I felt as if all blood had drained from my body and I had turned completely pale. They dragged me out into the air and after about ten minutes I was back to normal and glad to see that those six strange people were no longer there. I told the black dudes what the speaker had said in his language.
'We need somebody we can trust in all these languages. Got people waving the American flag one minute and the next waving the flag of some other country,' one of the blacks said. 'You know any Arabic?'
I knew the history between blacks and Arabs and told him that I didn't have anything to talk to Arabs about. I also told him that I stayed away from black, white, red, brown, and Asian people.
'Then what're you doing with us?' he asked.
"Come on, now," I told him, "We hypocrites gotta stick together or the hypocrites around us will bury us."
Friday, December 11, 2015
Anomaly Or Madness?
"Dr., I'm in a quandary with an anomaly and feel the safety of our country, and therefore my safety, threatened."
"You sound okay."
"I think the way something sounds has a lot to do with the problem."
"In what way?"
"We live in the richest, most powerful country on earth, right?"
"Right."
"And millions of people below the Sahara in Afrika still live in the most primitive conditions, even without schools in this 21st century, right?"
"True."
"Then, how is it that these Afrikans can outsmart these rich, intelligent people in the richest, most powerful country on earth? The Justice Department is bombarded with thousands of cases every year of Afrikans bamboozling rich people out of thousands of dollars. And these rich people have never even met these Afrikans except through emails."
"How does that affect the safety of you and that of our country?"
"Well, if these half-educated, and even uneducated Afrikans, can scheme our people out of all this money what chance do many of our people have against conniving Muslim terrorists? And what about these black dudes who're so ignorant in the 21st century that they can be persuaded to walk around with their britches below their knees? Wouldn't it be extremely easy for Muslim terrorists to convince them to do anything?"
"Obviously, there's a flaw somewhere."
"I've given it much thought and see some of the bamboozling in our politics."
"Now, I think you're getting to the heart of it."
"I hear many politicians in our country and other countries trying to sound so self-righteous and Godly, coaching that Muslims are welcome to worship in our country. They don't differentiate between righteous Muslims and Muslim terrorists. But I don't hear any Muslim leaders in any Muslim countries saying that Christians are welcome to worship in their country. I constantly hear about Muslim terrorists massacring Christians, destroying Christian temples, and artifacts. These politicians seem eager to curry favor with any Muslims in order to influence Christian constituents to open their doors to refugees who might be undercover Muslim terrorists. No matter how much evil is committed by Muslim terrorists, as long as it happens at the doors of others, to these hard-headed people it's just 'Oh, how horrible,' and it's only when the evil knocks on the door of these hard-headed people does it become 'Why didn't these politicians or somebody do something to keep this evil from our doors?' "
"You sound okay."
"I think the way something sounds has a lot to do with the problem."
"In what way?"
"We live in the richest, most powerful country on earth, right?"
"Right."
"And millions of people below the Sahara in Afrika still live in the most primitive conditions, even without schools in this 21st century, right?"
"True."
"Then, how is it that these Afrikans can outsmart these rich, intelligent people in the richest, most powerful country on earth? The Justice Department is bombarded with thousands of cases every year of Afrikans bamboozling rich people out of thousands of dollars. And these rich people have never even met these Afrikans except through emails."
"How does that affect the safety of you and that of our country?"
"Well, if these half-educated, and even uneducated Afrikans, can scheme our people out of all this money what chance do many of our people have against conniving Muslim terrorists? And what about these black dudes who're so ignorant in the 21st century that they can be persuaded to walk around with their britches below their knees? Wouldn't it be extremely easy for Muslim terrorists to convince them to do anything?"
"Obviously, there's a flaw somewhere."
"I've given it much thought and see some of the bamboozling in our politics."
"Now, I think you're getting to the heart of it."
"I hear many politicians in our country and other countries trying to sound so self-righteous and Godly, coaching that Muslims are welcome to worship in our country. They don't differentiate between righteous Muslims and Muslim terrorists. But I don't hear any Muslim leaders in any Muslim countries saying that Christians are welcome to worship in their country. I constantly hear about Muslim terrorists massacring Christians, destroying Christian temples, and artifacts. These politicians seem eager to curry favor with any Muslims in order to influence Christian constituents to open their doors to refugees who might be undercover Muslim terrorists. No matter how much evil is committed by Muslim terrorists, as long as it happens at the doors of others, to these hard-headed people it's just 'Oh, how horrible,' and it's only when the evil knocks on the door of these hard-headed people does it become 'Why didn't these politicians or somebody do something to keep this evil from our doors?' "
Monday, December 7, 2015
Jefe
"In my assessment of the incident didn't I clearly say 'work place violence?' "
"Jefe, for the first time, you also said that it might be an act of terror."
"That was merely an expected 'aside.' "
"How does it compare to that Muslim murdering all those soldiers at Fort Hood?"
"Please don't say 'Muslim murdering' . . . it sounds so horrid . . ."
"But wasn't he a Muslim?"
"Yes, of course, but the religion of Muslims means peace and -- actually. I guess, it all comes down to a question of semantics. 'Murder' sounds so undignified and, after all, he acted out of love for his religion and I don't think that a man should be prosecuted for loving his religion . . ."
"But this 'incident' -- your word -- has an aspect of conspiracy about it --"
"Now, please, the FBI is still investigating, let us wait until all the facts are in. And if that Fort Hood business was declared to be work place violence, and more than twice as many people died there as in this incident, how can this not be ultimately considered as work place violence? There is a need for consistency in these matters."
"What are you expecting?"
"Nothing definite, But I have a feeling for these political waves. I feel a shift in the sentiment of the people."
"Jefe, I'm going to be brutally frank. That address you made yesterday, considering the subject -- bullets, bombs, men,women, children, babies being slaughtered -- watching an ant crawl across a biscuit would have been more stirring. Jefe, you keep saying that you're The Chief. You some kind'er Indian?"
"Jefe, for the first time, you also said that it might be an act of terror."
"That was merely an expected 'aside.' "
"How does it compare to that Muslim murdering all those soldiers at Fort Hood?"
"Please don't say 'Muslim murdering' . . . it sounds so horrid . . ."
"But wasn't he a Muslim?"
"Yes, of course, but the religion of Muslims means peace and -- actually. I guess, it all comes down to a question of semantics. 'Murder' sounds so undignified and, after all, he acted out of love for his religion and I don't think that a man should be prosecuted for loving his religion . . ."
"But this 'incident' -- your word -- has an aspect of conspiracy about it --"
"Now, please, the FBI is still investigating, let us wait until all the facts are in. And if that Fort Hood business was declared to be work place violence, and more than twice as many people died there as in this incident, how can this not be ultimately considered as work place violence? There is a need for consistency in these matters."
"What are you expecting?"
"Nothing definite, But I have a feeling for these political waves. I feel a shift in the sentiment of the people."
"Jefe, I'm going to be brutally frank. That address you made yesterday, considering the subject -- bullets, bombs, men,women, children, babies being slaughtered -- watching an ant crawl across a biscuit would have been more stirring. Jefe, you keep saying that you're The Chief. You some kind'er Indian?"
Thursday, December 3, 2015
You Happy Now, Scumbags!
Listen, you scumbags, this is what Muslim terrorists are thinking:
"Don't people jump over the fence surrounding your Capitol whenever they want? Near the very steps of your Capitol don't people scream hatred for the United States and shout with impunity that it be brought down? Isn't this also our demand? Nobody in the Capitol opens his or her mouth to condemn these anti-Americans. Don't people march through the streets shouting death to the police with impunity? Aren't the people raising hell in the streets the same people provoking racial disunity by race-hustling on university and college campuses? Wasn't there a sign among these marchers praising ISIS?
"Now that your country is in danger and Americans in and out of the Armed Forces are prepared to defend your country don't you show disrespect for them by calling terrorism 'work-place violence?' Hell, we Muslim terrorists throughout the world know that we can use you hell raisers for propaganda against your own country. Our violence in your country feeds off of your anti-American rhetoric and violence."
Are you happy now, you scumbags!
"Don't people jump over the fence surrounding your Capitol whenever they want? Near the very steps of your Capitol don't people scream hatred for the United States and shout with impunity that it be brought down? Isn't this also our demand? Nobody in the Capitol opens his or her mouth to condemn these anti-Americans. Don't people march through the streets shouting death to the police with impunity? Aren't the people raising hell in the streets the same people provoking racial disunity by race-hustling on university and college campuses? Wasn't there a sign among these marchers praising ISIS?
"Now that your country is in danger and Americans in and out of the Armed Forces are prepared to defend your country don't you show disrespect for them by calling terrorism 'work-place violence?' Hell, we Muslim terrorists throughout the world know that we can use you hell raisers for propaganda against your own country. Our violence in your country feeds off of your anti-American rhetoric and violence."
Are you happy now, you scumbags!
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