They're in the room with seated reporters, he and the visiting Prime Minister. They stand about 20 feet apart at podiums, talking about Saudi Arabia, Iraq, Yemen, Libya, and Iran, and he suddenly felt the jerk and upward fling inside his body, as when he was speaking at the UN and remembered the first time he'd heard about the jerk and upward swing. He'd been 19 or 20 then and stood watching it, listening to its sounds seeming to come from every direction, not all understandable or logical.
"Can you ride it?"
He had looked over at the stooped, gray-haired old man staring at him. "I believe I can," he'd answered, thinking, I can take it over, make it respond to me.
"It's deceiving, dangerous," the old man said, "you can't trust it. Standing over here on the side lines it looks quiet, peaceful, harmless to us, but the moment it feels you in the saddle it starts bucking and making wild sounds and you wish you'd never come near it, but it's too late it's got you in the saddle and you've got to ride, can't let go. All the time, it's thinking, 'make a few moves, find out what he's made of,' and it makes a jerk here, a jerk there, then an upward swing. Did you flow in it's jerk, flow in it's upward swing or did you strain against its maniacal power? If you did the latter -- as most do -- it knows it has you, knows just what moves to make to control you.
"And the next thing you know it's no longer you and it, but only you, holding to nothing, high above it, falling, trying to grasp space with your hands, and you hit the dirt. It's on you with all four feet, smashing you for daring to control it . . . you shouldn't have trusted it. Every thing it does is self-serving."
Remembering the jerk-and-upward-swing warning he'd felt before referring to it at his UN speech, he glanced over at the Prime Minister. He didn't show restraint at the UN and he wasn't going to back down now. He turned back to the reporters: "Excuse me, Mr. Prime Minister, for prolonging this, but this racial issue is important . . ."
A reporter murmured to another: "To bring that up with the Prime Minister present is inappropriate and he denigrates the Office he occupies by usurping the work of a petty agitator trying to organize a community."
"Yeah," the reporter said, "it's like someone being presidential candidate, but dosen't know a damned thing about politics . . . wants to be seen and hear himself talk . . . the Office must be respected. Race and gender be damned. Our lives and our country are threatened by these incompetent people."
Wednesday, May 6, 2015
Sunday, May 3, 2015
Street Justice
"Excuse me, sir, I'm with the Morning Noon And Night Vituperative Press and I observed you here last night and again tonight not participating in these distructive demonstrations of mostly black people, so would you tell me your definition of justice? I hear all this screaming of 'No Justice No Peace . . ."
"Well, now, there's only one justice, justice is the same justice everywhere and, besides, I'm out here tonight 'cause a few minutes ago somebody set the apartment building where I was living on fire and I ain' got no where else to go 'cept these streets . . . ain' got no job to go to . . ."
"Do You know why you -- now I'm gonna bring it to you straight -- don't have a job?"
"I guess 'cause I ain' got no education and no skill . . ."
"Listen, let me set this up for you. For over a hundred years you and all these black masses have been whining, 'We is mad 'cause we ain' got no jobs and racist and every body is agin us.' You don't have jobs because you don't have a culture that emphasizes creating jobs. For example, many objective onlookers have agreed that Mexicans took a tortilla and created an industry. That tortilla came out of their culture and has been creating menus and jobs for millions of Mexicans and other people all over the world. I'll bet you that you could go into the darkest of Afrika and somebody would be there selling tacos, burritos, and enchiladas.
"Isn't there something in 'Afrikan American' culture that can be used to create jobs? No! Because there is no 'Afrikan American' culture.' And so-called 'black leaders' never mention that. They come like some preachers and politicians from the 'Hood' with their polished street-sophistry, apologists for rioting and violance to support and appease the empty-headed masses and civil-rights hypochondriacs . . . But, wait, have we been premature and much too harsh in our criticism of these well-meaning multitudes? Here comes the largest group demonstrating among the wild mobs here tonight.
"Oh, how overwhelmingly marvelous to see them running, jumping, proudly grinning in their graduating caps, long black robes, and waving their white scrolls for the reporters and their cameras. Perhaps they're the latest law-school graduates. They'll decide for us the difference between street justice and courtroom justice. But, wait, hold on, are we mistaken, aren't those, yes, in this darkness what we believed to be graduating caps are actually full heads of naturally woolly hair spread atop their head and those aren't graduating robes they're -- why, in the darkness we presumed, hoping and projecting, that those bulky black T-shirts and jackets reaching to their voluminous britches hanging loosely below their knees, revealing their black butts as part of their robes, and those aren't white scrolls in their hands -- why they're actually bottles with white cloth protruding from them like, like -- my God -- Molotov Coctails, and they're threatening the police with them . . . !"
"Well, now, there's only one justice, justice is the same justice everywhere and, besides, I'm out here tonight 'cause a few minutes ago somebody set the apartment building where I was living on fire and I ain' got no where else to go 'cept these streets . . . ain' got no job to go to . . ."
"Do You know why you -- now I'm gonna bring it to you straight -- don't have a job?"
"I guess 'cause I ain' got no education and no skill . . ."
"Listen, let me set this up for you. For over a hundred years you and all these black masses have been whining, 'We is mad 'cause we ain' got no jobs and racist and every body is agin us.' You don't have jobs because you don't have a culture that emphasizes creating jobs. For example, many objective onlookers have agreed that Mexicans took a tortilla and created an industry. That tortilla came out of their culture and has been creating menus and jobs for millions of Mexicans and other people all over the world. I'll bet you that you could go into the darkest of Afrika and somebody would be there selling tacos, burritos, and enchiladas.
"Isn't there something in 'Afrikan American' culture that can be used to create jobs? No! Because there is no 'Afrikan American' culture.' And so-called 'black leaders' never mention that. They come like some preachers and politicians from the 'Hood' with their polished street-sophistry, apologists for rioting and violance to support and appease the empty-headed masses and civil-rights hypochondriacs . . . But, wait, have we been premature and much too harsh in our criticism of these well-meaning multitudes? Here comes the largest group demonstrating among the wild mobs here tonight.
"Oh, how overwhelmingly marvelous to see them running, jumping, proudly grinning in their graduating caps, long black robes, and waving their white scrolls for the reporters and their cameras. Perhaps they're the latest law-school graduates. They'll decide for us the difference between street justice and courtroom justice. But, wait, hold on, are we mistaken, aren't those, yes, in this darkness what we believed to be graduating caps are actually full heads of naturally woolly hair spread atop their head and those aren't graduating robes they're -- why, in the darkness we presumed, hoping and projecting, that those bulky black T-shirts and jackets reaching to their voluminous britches hanging loosely below their knees, revealing their black butts as part of their robes, and those aren't white scrolls in their hands -- why they're actually bottles with white cloth protruding from them like, like -- my God -- Molotov Coctails, and they're threatening the police with them . . . !"
Wednesday, April 29, 2015
So Tough, Storm Troopers
Mobs of them, young, strong boys and men; destruction on their minds, wanting to tear something up.
Watch out they might be coming your way and they have no culture that gives them a unique identity from European people, white, although they don't look white, and they don't accept responsibility for their actions. They always accuse others, generally whites, of causing them to break laws or of being irresponsible.
"Look, there's one over there . . !" a tall husky one shouts, pointing at it. It's all alone at the curb, minding it's own business, got four wheels, four doors, windows rolled up, weighing tons.
"Let's get it . . !" the mob with him shouts and they race to it. Some jump on its top, stomping it, yelling; others crawl on its hood stomping, kicking and knocking out its windshield with clubs. "Let's turn it over and set it on fire . . !" someone urged and they jumped to the ground and began pushing and kicking it until it crashed over on its side; they set it afire, jumping, laughing, clapping their hands, waving their fists over their heads.
"There's a store, let's get it . . !" another prompted and they raced to it, battering at its glass door with iron pipes and clubs, shattering the door and inside they slamed merchandise to the floor, taking wine, whiskey, and beer, leaving the store in flames.
They're young, strong, tough. When questioned why they're rioting, they whine, "We ain't got no jobs and no opportunities -- and the police and everybody is agin us 'cause we's black men . . !"
"If you think you're tough pro sports offers you limitless opportunities. There're colleges and universities searching for tough guys like you to play football and basketball for them and give you an education, but you'll have to go up against tough guys who fight back on that football field. They'll be coming at you with all the kindling and they gonna lay it on you. And pro football and basketball teams will pay you millions, but they're not defenseless like cars and buildings. And there's that boxing ring, and kick-boxing where you really have to bring it, but are you a bunch of sissies, tough only when you're with a wild mob?"
Watch out they might be coming your way and they have no culture that gives them a unique identity from European people, white, although they don't look white, and they don't accept responsibility for their actions. They always accuse others, generally whites, of causing them to break laws or of being irresponsible.
"Look, there's one over there . . !" a tall husky one shouts, pointing at it. It's all alone at the curb, minding it's own business, got four wheels, four doors, windows rolled up, weighing tons.
"Let's get it . . !" the mob with him shouts and they race to it. Some jump on its top, stomping it, yelling; others crawl on its hood stomping, kicking and knocking out its windshield with clubs. "Let's turn it over and set it on fire . . !" someone urged and they jumped to the ground and began pushing and kicking it until it crashed over on its side; they set it afire, jumping, laughing, clapping their hands, waving their fists over their heads.
"There's a store, let's get it . . !" another prompted and they raced to it, battering at its glass door with iron pipes and clubs, shattering the door and inside they slamed merchandise to the floor, taking wine, whiskey, and beer, leaving the store in flames.
They're young, strong, tough. When questioned why they're rioting, they whine, "We ain't got no jobs and no opportunities -- and the police and everybody is agin us 'cause we's black men . . !"
"If you think you're tough pro sports offers you limitless opportunities. There're colleges and universities searching for tough guys like you to play football and basketball for them and give you an education, but you'll have to go up against tough guys who fight back on that football field. They'll be coming at you with all the kindling and they gonna lay it on you. And pro football and basketball teams will pay you millions, but they're not defenseless like cars and buildings. And there's that boxing ring, and kick-boxing where you really have to bring it, but are you a bunch of sissies, tough only when you're with a wild mob?"
Tuesday, April 28, 2015
Somewhere
Volcanoes erupting, earthquakes smashing and burying thousands of men, women, and babies alive; tornados, floods, and snow storms. Planes falling out of the sky, one purposely flown into a mountain.
Men, women, and youngsters throughout the world thinking: "We're gonna kill and plead insanity as our defense . . ."
Men, women, and youngsters throughout the world shooting and shouting: "We're killing, and insanity will be our defense . . . !"
Think about it, Bubba: Here we are on this magnetic rock called the planet Earth; we and it are revolving and evolving in all this space -- is it limitless? Is there other life out there on other magnetic rocks with other views on what is moral or immoral or merely taboos? Don't know where we came from and what the hell we're supposed to do here -- and after, if there is an after?
Ships and boats capsizing with swarms of men, women, and babies drowning trying to reach European people, Christian white people, to escape Islamist terrorists decapitating, raping, kidnaping, and enslaving in the name of Islam.
Many so-called black preachers and politicians, not interested in an Afrikan American culture, their faces heavy with solemnity as if pasted there by putrid putty, hustling rioting and violence for followers, telling them that they're rioting because of lack of opportunities. After some 150 years so many exceptions made for them in education and in job-training programs for them and they don't have beaucoup opportunities? Some so-called black "leaders" have been using that lie for decades, trying to hustle State and Federal funds every time some scumbags start rioting, looting, and burning.
Baltimore's turn now, like in Los Angeles, San Francisco, New York, Miami, Detroit, and many other cities, for someone to say, ". . . give them opportunities to express their violence. . . ." Why there're so many opportunities that thousands of illegal immagrants who can't even speak English come here every year to take advantage of these opportunities.
Hang in there, Bubba, love is still out there (underbreath we mutter: "somewhere . . . see the long, hypocritical black faces trying to justify the rioting and violence? . . . ho-hum").
Men, women, and youngsters throughout the world thinking: "We're gonna kill and plead insanity as our defense . . ."
Men, women, and youngsters throughout the world shooting and shouting: "We're killing, and insanity will be our defense . . . !"
Think about it, Bubba: Here we are on this magnetic rock called the planet Earth; we and it are revolving and evolving in all this space -- is it limitless? Is there other life out there on other magnetic rocks with other views on what is moral or immoral or merely taboos? Don't know where we came from and what the hell we're supposed to do here -- and after, if there is an after?
Ships and boats capsizing with swarms of men, women, and babies drowning trying to reach European people, Christian white people, to escape Islamist terrorists decapitating, raping, kidnaping, and enslaving in the name of Islam.
Many so-called black preachers and politicians, not interested in an Afrikan American culture, their faces heavy with solemnity as if pasted there by putrid putty, hustling rioting and violence for followers, telling them that they're rioting because of lack of opportunities. After some 150 years so many exceptions made for them in education and in job-training programs for them and they don't have beaucoup opportunities? Some so-called black "leaders" have been using that lie for decades, trying to hustle State and Federal funds every time some scumbags start rioting, looting, and burning.
Baltimore's turn now, like in Los Angeles, San Francisco, New York, Miami, Detroit, and many other cities, for someone to say, ". . . give them opportunities to express their violence. . . ." Why there're so many opportunities that thousands of illegal immagrants who can't even speak English come here every year to take advantage of these opportunities.
Hang in there, Bubba, love is still out there (underbreath we mutter: "somewhere . . . see the long, hypocritical black faces trying to justify the rioting and violence? . . . ho-hum").
Sunday, April 26, 2015
Oops, Another Runner . . . Ho-Hum
The following three questions could be asked any day of any year: "Don't these people know yet that they can't outrun a bullet? Has their history brainwashed them to try to resolve a problem by running from it? Doesn't that just inflame the problem?" For some 150 years carbon-copies have been trying to march and riot their way out of confusion. They've tried attacking the economic system, the political system, the military system, the educational system, every system but the cultural system. There's no doubt that they -- in spite of all their "great" leaders -- have deliberately run from their lack of an Afrikan American culture or they wouldn't be strutting around with their hair tinted blonde or red, looking like two different inferior fools at the same time.
We repeat: Culture doesn"t float out of clouds on a cotton sack. People methodically create features of a culture to satisfy their economic, political, educational, and social needs, drawing upon a unique language that distinguishes them from people of another language.
"Have you ever been arrested?"
"Two or three times, petty stuff."
"Did you run from the police?"
"I didn't have no guilty concience 'bout nothin.' Why should I run?"
Many of these 'po'-peaceful-innocent carbon-copies who the police are trying to arrest are the very law-breakers -- ignorant of any Afrikan American culture -- who are shooting up so-called black communities and killing carbon-copies. They're encouraged to continue doing this because they know that these justice-peace-loving carbon-copies running from condemning them and propagandizing against the police are encouragement to continue breaking laws.
We repeat: Culture doesn"t float out of clouds on a cotton sack. People methodically create features of a culture to satisfy their economic, political, educational, and social needs, drawing upon a unique language that distinguishes them from people of another language.
"Have you ever been arrested?"
"Two or three times, petty stuff."
"Did you run from the police?"
"I didn't have no guilty concience 'bout nothin.' Why should I run?"
Many of these 'po'-peaceful-innocent carbon-copies who the police are trying to arrest are the very law-breakers -- ignorant of any Afrikan American culture -- who are shooting up so-called black communities and killing carbon-copies. They're encouraged to continue doing this because they know that these justice-peace-loving carbon-copies running from condemning them and propagandizing against the police are encouragement to continue breaking laws.
Monday, April 20, 2015
"Now 'You Gettin Down' "
"Hey, compatriota, come stai?"
"An Italian-speaking Hispanic. What's up, compañero?"
"My friend, we've got to honor different languages and cultures. Do you realize that the Hispanic is the new dynamic in this country? In fact, numerically and lingustically we're the dueños of this Hemisphere --"
"And so-called 'black leaders' have kept carbon-copies beating on the Anglos ad infinitum about some chattel slavery that's been over for some 150 years -- that's 'old hat,' no matter how white leftists continue to urge the carbon-copies to keep drumming the propaganda, using them for cannon fodder . . ."
"The truth is, compañero, while many of your people fought against segregation with one hand, with the other they try to justify rioting and violence, and we Hispanics, especially we Mexicans, have taken a tortilla and quietly created a Taco Empire . . ."
"And carbon-copies have -- not so quietly -- been whining and bellowing, 'The police is unjustly jailing and killing our po' peaceful and innocent black men; NO JUSTICE NO PEACE' and they agitating for police to be killed -- and think about this: not even the most hard-hearted gangsters ever invited the scrutiny of the police by agitating to kill them. But these dumb carbon-copies who don't own a gun or bullet factory or a bow 'n' arrow factory or a factory of darts or sling-shots or night-sticks or -- in fact -- a factory of anything, and they're going to attack the police? To the powerless cultureless, all the tricks of deception, lying, exaggerated crying or grinning and bravura are practiced tools used to escape the wrath or solicit favor from one representing the powerful culture. Fear of change fades slowly."
"While politicians are practicing their Spanish over tacos, burritos, and enchiladas to croon for the Hispanic vote, 99% of your people are still stagnating in English."
"That doesn't include me. I like to know what people around me are saying, might save my life."
"How about if I said hujambo or habari zako?"
"Now 'you gettin down.' "
"An Italian-speaking Hispanic. What's up, compañero?"
"My friend, we've got to honor different languages and cultures. Do you realize that the Hispanic is the new dynamic in this country? In fact, numerically and lingustically we're the dueños of this Hemisphere --"
"And so-called 'black leaders' have kept carbon-copies beating on the Anglos ad infinitum about some chattel slavery that's been over for some 150 years -- that's 'old hat,' no matter how white leftists continue to urge the carbon-copies to keep drumming the propaganda, using them for cannon fodder . . ."
"The truth is, compañero, while many of your people fought against segregation with one hand, with the other they try to justify rioting and violence, and we Hispanics, especially we Mexicans, have taken a tortilla and quietly created a Taco Empire . . ."
"And carbon-copies have -- not so quietly -- been whining and bellowing, 'The police is unjustly jailing and killing our po' peaceful and innocent black men; NO JUSTICE NO PEACE' and they agitating for police to be killed -- and think about this: not even the most hard-hearted gangsters ever invited the scrutiny of the police by agitating to kill them. But these dumb carbon-copies who don't own a gun or bullet factory or a bow 'n' arrow factory or a factory of darts or sling-shots or night-sticks or -- in fact -- a factory of anything, and they're going to attack the police? To the powerless cultureless, all the tricks of deception, lying, exaggerated crying or grinning and bravura are practiced tools used to escape the wrath or solicit favor from one representing the powerful culture. Fear of change fades slowly."
"While politicians are practicing their Spanish over tacos, burritos, and enchiladas to croon for the Hispanic vote, 99% of your people are still stagnating in English."
"That doesn't include me. I like to know what people around me are saying, might save my life."
"How about if I said hujambo or habari zako?"
"Now 'you gettin down.' "
Thursday, April 16, 2015
Savaging Young Girls
"Don't you think this affects all girls and women, even our society?"
"It comes under our freedom of expression. So does desecrating the American flag -- ask some of these civil rights groups."
"But we're told that shouting 'fire' in a theater, when there is no fire, is against the law."
"Boys and girls having 'fun in the sun' on a public beach is no crime . . ."
"You mean savagely raping scantily-dressed defenseless young girls in public is more acceptable than shouting 'fire' in a theater when there's no fire?"
"A fire can injure people for life, cause a stampede, burning people alive."
"Not if there's no fire, and don't you think that savagely raping young girls can torture them for life? -- and what effect does such disrespect have on girls and women in general?"
"Granted, on some girls and women . . ."
"Do you think that some young girls, seeing themsellves disrespected -- their physical attributes constantly highlighted -- might be influenced to erase that image of them by joining ISIS?"
"It comes under our freedom of expression. So does desecrating the American flag -- ask some of these civil rights groups."
"But we're told that shouting 'fire' in a theater, when there is no fire, is against the law."
"Boys and girls having 'fun in the sun' on a public beach is no crime . . ."
"You mean savagely raping scantily-dressed defenseless young girls in public is more acceptable than shouting 'fire' in a theater when there's no fire?"
"A fire can injure people for life, cause a stampede, burning people alive."
"Not if there's no fire, and don't you think that savagely raping young girls can torture them for life? -- and what effect does such disrespect have on girls and women in general?"
"Granted, on some girls and women . . ."
"Do you think that some young girls, seeing themsellves disrespected -- their physical attributes constantly highlighted -- might be influenced to erase that image of them by joining ISIS?"
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