"It's a damn sham vote!"
"No, it's the law, and we've got to abide by the law or we've got chaos!"
"Generations of 'God-loving, God-fearing people' had to abide by anti-black laws because they were the laws."
"That was different -- a different time -- so let's just calm down. Those laws were passed to avoid the horrors of forcing millions of uneducated, uncultured people on others of whom they were not the same peer group . . ."
"I can understand that, and just as those laws were abolished, why can't we abolish this damn sham vote of the first round of so-called voting?"
"Now, I respect what you're saying from your limited knowledge of foundations --"
"Don't disrespect my intelligence!"
"See, you're getting emotional again and when people are confused about something important to them they have a tendency to become emotional . . ."
"You will never make me understand that I must accept and respect the vote that was voted was not a real vote so it will be voted another vote that will be the real vote -- so why did we waste time voting that first vote when it wasn't a real vote?"
"You see, that's what I mean about you being confused. I doubt that I can explain it to one of you emotional people --"
"I'll save you the trouble. I just ain't getting mixed up in voting no mo' 'till a damn vote really is a vote that was voted to be counted a vote."
Friday, April 29, 2016
Wednesday, April 27, 2016
" . . . after last night . . . "
"Honey, gambling's like alcohol or drugs, it can hook you up."
"No, this is the first time -- and the last -- but this is special . . ."
"Not once last night, not twice, but five times he stepped up to the plate and five times he hit a homerun. So after last night I'm willing to let you off the bet . . ."
"No, the doctor said I'm gonna have twins, a boy and a girl, and I want my daughter's name to mark this great chance for women."
"And I want every birthday of the boy to mark the astonishing conquest of this man who overcame incredible enemies, political, being called a racist --"
"It was the same with that one in 2008."
"But that was such an upheaval in our country and the entire world between blacks and whites that nothing was going to stop millions of us from being a part of that historical moment."
"Now, I want my soon to be daughter to be a part of this beautiful moment in history by being named after that woman our votes --"
"But when we look back on the entire history of our country, we -- if we're truthful -- have to admit what culture the people came from who led our country to its greatness and we need another man from that culture to make us great again . . ."
"Or a woman from that culture."
"I never thought I'd hear one of you women admit that about women from that culture."
"Whether we admit it or not, everybody can see that they're different."
"And it's not just their blond hair."
"Blond hair looks natural on whites . . . it makes black-skinned people look like clowns."
"No, this is the first time -- and the last -- but this is special . . ."
"Not once last night, not twice, but five times he stepped up to the plate and five times he hit a homerun. So after last night I'm willing to let you off the bet . . ."
"No, the doctor said I'm gonna have twins, a boy and a girl, and I want my daughter's name to mark this great chance for women."
"And I want every birthday of the boy to mark the astonishing conquest of this man who overcame incredible enemies, political, being called a racist --"
"It was the same with that one in 2008."
"But that was such an upheaval in our country and the entire world between blacks and whites that nothing was going to stop millions of us from being a part of that historical moment."
"Now, I want my soon to be daughter to be a part of this beautiful moment in history by being named after that woman our votes --"
"But when we look back on the entire history of our country, we -- if we're truthful -- have to admit what culture the people came from who led our country to its greatness and we need another man from that culture to make us great again . . ."
"Or a woman from that culture."
"I never thought I'd hear one of you women admit that about women from that culture."
"Whether we admit it or not, everybody can see that they're different."
"And it's not just their blond hair."
"Blond hair looks natural on whites . . . it makes black-skinned people look like clowns."
Sunday, April 17, 2016
Losing Weight
"Doctor, it's as if my head is swelling and tightening at the same time. Then it travels over my whole body 'till I think I'm gonna explode . . ."
"Have you noticed when and what brings on this weight that, frankly, I don't see on you."
"When I'm around certain people or dreading going into the streets or taking a bus. Thousands of people looking like tramps or thugs or uninvited guests via the top of boxcars or a worthless border fence fill the streets while the monotonous pounding of basketballs attack me, and people tacking ropes to their head and calling imitating the long hair of white women black culture swoop on me, sad, sad, sad, and a candy bar and a cigar dance in my eyes, inviting able-bodied men to steal'em and senselessly rake merchandise from shelves to the floor. Then it's night and my body with all this weight staggers down trash-cluttered streets with burning houses and stores and firemen trying to subdue the flames while dodging bullets from hoodlums shooting at police; suddenly, I'm looking at TV and as usual there're these pictures of an Afrikan desert in the 21st century with these endless lines of bug-eyed, skeletonized women squatting in the dirt, wrapped and warped from the top of their head to their bare feet in rags for dress as if drugged by some voodoo curse or other religious dogma into starving and begging for centuries, and scrawny babies in a malnourished death-trance stare at the women's wrinkled chest where only a black spot is left of what was once a breast and the babies seemed to be thinking, 'Why did this foolish woman grunt me out in this hell-hole?' And then on the TV is this 'preacher, man of God' swearing, 'I hate violence,' but everywhere he goes he's always yelling, 'No Justice, No Peace!' and violence erupts. Then in one ear mobs are whining, 'Give us some black privilege, too!' and my other ear is filled with, 'Give! Fools! Nobody ever gave us anything. We had to study, work, plan, and sacrifice for everything we've got -- we're not giving you anything . . . !' Can you help me, doctor?"
"You look much better now than when you came in, so keep it going. Whom are you voting for in the presidential election?"
"Guess."
"Have you noticed when and what brings on this weight that, frankly, I don't see on you."
"When I'm around certain people or dreading going into the streets or taking a bus. Thousands of people looking like tramps or thugs or uninvited guests via the top of boxcars or a worthless border fence fill the streets while the monotonous pounding of basketballs attack me, and people tacking ropes to their head and calling imitating the long hair of white women black culture swoop on me, sad, sad, sad, and a candy bar and a cigar dance in my eyes, inviting able-bodied men to steal'em and senselessly rake merchandise from shelves to the floor. Then it's night and my body with all this weight staggers down trash-cluttered streets with burning houses and stores and firemen trying to subdue the flames while dodging bullets from hoodlums shooting at police; suddenly, I'm looking at TV and as usual there're these pictures of an Afrikan desert in the 21st century with these endless lines of bug-eyed, skeletonized women squatting in the dirt, wrapped and warped from the top of their head to their bare feet in rags for dress as if drugged by some voodoo curse or other religious dogma into starving and begging for centuries, and scrawny babies in a malnourished death-trance stare at the women's wrinkled chest where only a black spot is left of what was once a breast and the babies seemed to be thinking, 'Why did this foolish woman grunt me out in this hell-hole?' And then on the TV is this 'preacher, man of God' swearing, 'I hate violence,' but everywhere he goes he's always yelling, 'No Justice, No Peace!' and violence erupts. Then in one ear mobs are whining, 'Give us some black privilege, too!' and my other ear is filled with, 'Give! Fools! Nobody ever gave us anything. We had to study, work, plan, and sacrifice for everything we've got -- we're not giving you anything . . . !' Can you help me, doctor?"
"You look much better now than when you came in, so keep it going. Whom are you voting for in the presidential election?"
"Guess."
Wednesday, April 13, 2016
The "S" & "C" Words
"Don't tell me, keep it to yourself, but what ethnic group do you immediately think of as having the most loud-mouthed, vulgar-mouthed, less educated people?"
"That's easy."
"Why do you think that was so easy for you?"
"They're the only people who keep their mind -- at least their leaders keep their mind -- closed around the 'S'-word."
"How do you think their leaders get away with that?"
"They have all these meetings, conferences, and classes on the 'S'-word, but they never mention the 'C'-word, the source of a people's strength or weakness."
"I guess it's like the 'P H'-word. We all relive that treachery that occurred against us the 7th of December, some 75 years ago, but we only mention it on the 7th of each December. And the Jews will never forget the Holocaust, that wave of evil they suffered for years beginning in the 1930s. They have occasions to remind the world of those people and nations that participated in that evil, but they don't continue talking about it 24-hours a day, 365 days a year."
"These 'N'-words today cheapen the suffering of their ancestors of the 'S'-word by daily exploiting it in their slimy hustling. They don't work to improve themselves with the 'C'-word, they -- whining excuse makers couldn't have withstood a day of the 'S'-word -- use it, hoping to justify their ignorant behavior."
"These 'N'-words have the emotional courage to riot 'n loot and mug and murder, but not the intellectual courage to conceive of themselves as having a cultural language different from English, afraid they'll be considered un-American, even though there're Americans all around them speaking Spanish, French, Italian, Chinese, Japanese, Arabic, German, Hebrew, Russian as their respective cultural language and English, because of America's power, as the lingua franca of the world. If after some 400 years these 'N'-words had a strong 'C'word they wouldn't still have an inferiority complex about their hair."
"That's easy."
"Why do you think that was so easy for you?"
"They're the only people who keep their mind -- at least their leaders keep their mind -- closed around the 'S'-word."
"How do you think their leaders get away with that?"
"They have all these meetings, conferences, and classes on the 'S'-word, but they never mention the 'C'-word, the source of a people's strength or weakness."
"I guess it's like the 'P H'-word. We all relive that treachery that occurred against us the 7th of December, some 75 years ago, but we only mention it on the 7th of each December. And the Jews will never forget the Holocaust, that wave of evil they suffered for years beginning in the 1930s. They have occasions to remind the world of those people and nations that participated in that evil, but they don't continue talking about it 24-hours a day, 365 days a year."
"These 'N'-words today cheapen the suffering of their ancestors of the 'S'-word by daily exploiting it in their slimy hustling. They don't work to improve themselves with the 'C'-word, they -- whining excuse makers couldn't have withstood a day of the 'S'-word -- use it, hoping to justify their ignorant behavior."
"These 'N'-words have the emotional courage to riot 'n loot and mug and murder, but not the intellectual courage to conceive of themselves as having a cultural language different from English, afraid they'll be considered un-American, even though there're Americans all around them speaking Spanish, French, Italian, Chinese, Japanese, Arabic, German, Hebrew, Russian as their respective cultural language and English, because of America's power, as the lingua franca of the world. If after some 400 years these 'N'-words had a strong 'C'word they wouldn't still have an inferiority complex about their hair."
Saturday, April 9, 2016
Why Let Them Vote?
". . . tell the truth!" the man shouted. You turn to your friend and say, "Doesn't he know that he has about as much chance of getting the truth from some mob hustling 'black' as an elephant trying to impregnate an ant?"
"Yet, he has to be admired and congratulated for having the nerve to ask them for the truth. Can you imagine some black politician, from the highest position to the lowest or some black preacher having the courage and the honesty to ask a black mob to tell the truth rather than saying what he thinks the mob wants to hear?"
"That rioting 'n looting that began in Ferguson, Missouri and spread to other cities is an example of that . . ."
"And you'd think this was the 17th century when all this whining and lying about all of us being equal began and not the 21st century."
"When mobs of ignorant people have for centuries placed their so-called cultural, educational, political, and economic foundation in the hands of so-call blacks who could tell the biggest lies they've been acquiescing to lies for so long that they've forgotten how to recognize or tell the truth."
"Educated people can think, can create cultural features that encourage them to establish businesses to provide jobs for themselves and not be dependent on non-black people or a government to take care of them; educated people don't become predictable, empty-headed pawns for a political party; don't become noted for petty crime, rioting, fratricidal tendencies, resisting arrest and marching through the streets accusing the police of arresting them 'for nothing', and calling for police to be killed."
"The problem is centered around identity . . . people calling themselves black. but taking their identity from people who don't identify as black."
"They should be consistent as some of these people calling themselves French or Spaniards -- French and Spaniards are white you know. But many of these people look like Indians and Afrikans -- and half the time you don't know whom you're looking at and they're all racists these 'people of color' calling everybody else racists. But they're consistent in taking French and Spanish names and the French and Spanish language."
"If people are confused about their identity why the hell should they be allowed to vote?"
"Yet, he has to be admired and congratulated for having the nerve to ask them for the truth. Can you imagine some black politician, from the highest position to the lowest or some black preacher having the courage and the honesty to ask a black mob to tell the truth rather than saying what he thinks the mob wants to hear?"
"That rioting 'n looting that began in Ferguson, Missouri and spread to other cities is an example of that . . ."
"And you'd think this was the 17th century when all this whining and lying about all of us being equal began and not the 21st century."
"When mobs of ignorant people have for centuries placed their so-called cultural, educational, political, and economic foundation in the hands of so-call blacks who could tell the biggest lies they've been acquiescing to lies for so long that they've forgotten how to recognize or tell the truth."
"Educated people can think, can create cultural features that encourage them to establish businesses to provide jobs for themselves and not be dependent on non-black people or a government to take care of them; educated people don't become predictable, empty-headed pawns for a political party; don't become noted for petty crime, rioting, fratricidal tendencies, resisting arrest and marching through the streets accusing the police of arresting them 'for nothing', and calling for police to be killed."
"The problem is centered around identity . . . people calling themselves black. but taking their identity from people who don't identify as black."
"They should be consistent as some of these people calling themselves French or Spaniards -- French and Spaniards are white you know. But many of these people look like Indians and Afrikans -- and half the time you don't know whom you're looking at and they're all racists these 'people of color' calling everybody else racists. But they're consistent in taking French and Spanish names and the French and Spanish language."
"If people are confused about their identity why the hell should they be allowed to vote?"
Wednesday, April 6, 2016
Better Whisper Some Things
The moment the guard turned from the cell door, Rav, the man he had closed in, put his forefinger to his lips, sat beside Lodz on the bottom bunk and whispered, "We shall have to whisper some things -- in case we slip into something, know what I mean?"
"I'm surprised that they put you in the cell with me," Lodz said aloud.
"They're probably being nice, hoping to make us more pliable," Rav said aloud, then leaned close and whispered, "The cell is probably bugged. They know that we represent different factions and hope that we will argue and let something slip." Aloud he said, "They know that your people and mine support a different soccer team --"
"I don't care if they hear me, they've already called me an extremist. You and I know the same emotional stress of joy or sorrow as the players when our team wins or loses, but eventually we calm down, looking forward to the next contest. Each team has its coach, the head, so neither you or I have anything to do with them winning or losing. The head and millions of supporters hold the teams together. Soccer doesn't hold us together --"
Rave wagged his forefinger at Lodz, then put it to his lips and whispered, "I believe as you that just as there are many different teams under the name of soccer, there are many factions under the name of our religion. We have these factions, but we all call God by the same name. If a faction of our religion gets into a war with people of another religion, as one soccer team with another, we naturally feel a degree of comfort or sorrow, dependent on whether our faction or the enemy loses or wins a battle. In addition, let us recognize that our religion and soccer don't exist out in space but in countries, states, and cities on Earth and our quarrels and fights affect political bodies and their constituents. Some of these politicians are so foolish, so afraid we will accuse them of criticizing our religion that even though factions of our religion are terrorizing our own people and people of other religions they will not call these factions religious terrorists --"
"If any religion is beyond criticism, then where in the hell did all these factions and different interpretations of 'holy' words come from?"
"You know I don't believe in this violence -- " he stopped and continued in a whisper, "but I can't condemn it publicly because that opens the door for others to attack our wonderful religion -- now you understand why I said we'd better whisper some things?"
"I'm surprised that they put you in the cell with me," Lodz said aloud.
"They're probably being nice, hoping to make us more pliable," Rav said aloud, then leaned close and whispered, "The cell is probably bugged. They know that we represent different factions and hope that we will argue and let something slip." Aloud he said, "They know that your people and mine support a different soccer team --"
"I don't care if they hear me, they've already called me an extremist. You and I know the same emotional stress of joy or sorrow as the players when our team wins or loses, but eventually we calm down, looking forward to the next contest. Each team has its coach, the head, so neither you or I have anything to do with them winning or losing. The head and millions of supporters hold the teams together. Soccer doesn't hold us together --"
Rave wagged his forefinger at Lodz, then put it to his lips and whispered, "I believe as you that just as there are many different teams under the name of soccer, there are many factions under the name of our religion. We have these factions, but we all call God by the same name. If a faction of our religion gets into a war with people of another religion, as one soccer team with another, we naturally feel a degree of comfort or sorrow, dependent on whether our faction or the enemy loses or wins a battle. In addition, let us recognize that our religion and soccer don't exist out in space but in countries, states, and cities on Earth and our quarrels and fights affect political bodies and their constituents. Some of these politicians are so foolish, so afraid we will accuse them of criticizing our religion that even though factions of our religion are terrorizing our own people and people of other religions they will not call these factions religious terrorists --"
"If any religion is beyond criticism, then where in the hell did all these factions and different interpretations of 'holy' words come from?"
"You know I don't believe in this violence -- " he stopped and continued in a whisper, "but I can't condemn it publicly because that opens the door for others to attack our wonderful religion -- now you understand why I said we'd better whisper some things?"
Sunday, April 3, 2016
" . . . and another thang . . ."
"Grandpa, if some men want to be women do they want to have babies, too?"
"Now, son, some things is better not to talk about."
"Why not, grandpa?"
" 'Cause I don' care how much they cut on a man they ain' gon' make him no woman."
"But I hear people talking about it on TV and on the radio --"
"We ain't the same physically and we don't think alike -- that's why we have to make these exceptions for women . . ."
"Is it true that we ain't suppose to hit a woman?"
"You ain' 'pose to hit a woman no matter what she do."
"What if she's trying to kill you?"
"You have to be done done something awful against her for her to try to kill you."
"I seen a woman standing on her tiptoes, looking in a man's face and cussing him . . ."
"Even then he can jus' walk away."
"If a girl do that to me, I'll slap her."
"How old are you, son?"
"Thirteen."
"As you get older, you'll change . . . things is always changing . . . when I was about your age we didn't have all these machines and gadgets taking over society. Now days people spend all day sitting at a computer, can't walk down the street or get they bus fare out'a their pocket or purse 'cause they can't stop gossiping on some cell -- and another thang -- I remember when I was about your age, me and some buddies had jus' come from seeing this movie with James Cagney fighting these Japanese and we wanted to join the Army and fight 'em too, but we knew we was too young, and we thought maybe they'd accept us as water-boys and we could go out on the battlefield -- during a break in the fighting -- and take the soldiers some water, as if fighting a war was like playing football.
"We was all raised to be very patriotic in those days. We had a little school we went to, only two rooms, but every morning before classes started we used to stand up, put our hand over our heart and proudly pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America . . . now, we got scum, Americans, who spit on the flag and step on it and burn it and make me so mad I wanna stomp on 'em till they can't walk . . . ."
"Now, son, some things is better not to talk about."
"Why not, grandpa?"
" 'Cause I don' care how much they cut on a man they ain' gon' make him no woman."
"But I hear people talking about it on TV and on the radio --"
"We ain't the same physically and we don't think alike -- that's why we have to make these exceptions for women . . ."
"Is it true that we ain't suppose to hit a woman?"
"You ain' 'pose to hit a woman no matter what she do."
"What if she's trying to kill you?"
"You have to be done done something awful against her for her to try to kill you."
"I seen a woman standing on her tiptoes, looking in a man's face and cussing him . . ."
"Even then he can jus' walk away."
"If a girl do that to me, I'll slap her."
"How old are you, son?"
"Thirteen."
"As you get older, you'll change . . . things is always changing . . . when I was about your age we didn't have all these machines and gadgets taking over society. Now days people spend all day sitting at a computer, can't walk down the street or get they bus fare out'a their pocket or purse 'cause they can't stop gossiping on some cell -- and another thang -- I remember when I was about your age, me and some buddies had jus' come from seeing this movie with James Cagney fighting these Japanese and we wanted to join the Army and fight 'em too, but we knew we was too young, and we thought maybe they'd accept us as water-boys and we could go out on the battlefield -- during a break in the fighting -- and take the soldiers some water, as if fighting a war was like playing football.
"We was all raised to be very patriotic in those days. We had a little school we went to, only two rooms, but every morning before classes started we used to stand up, put our hand over our heart and proudly pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America . . . now, we got scum, Americans, who spit on the flag and step on it and burn it and make me so mad I wanna stomp on 'em till they can't walk . . . ."
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