Showing posts with label Django Unchained. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Django Unchained. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 7, 2025

Blacks Think We Built The Pyramids But Whites Don't Think They Did Any Harm

 

 It's pretty remarkable, how little thought America gives, to how little thought America has. About anything.

 

Then again, there's no reason to blame America, alone, for the human condition.
The Nazi's beliefs drove followers to ruin, but - to this day - there's no stopping them, or any other cultish belief, from creeping throughout any society.


I'm convinced it's all psychopathy, which may be in the eyes - either manic (think of the zionist's "Godmother of the Settlements") or Netanyahu-dead, like a fish. 

 

Shane Gillis said the movie ['Sinners'] is like 'From Dusk 'Til Dawn' mixed with 'Django Unchained,' and admits he got "triggered" enough by the race stuff to consider correcting it's Irish history for the theatre he was in - but immediately thought against it - considering how they were only watching a vampire movie.
I think Shane Gillis has evolved.
 

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Hoops



These are images from American culture. Life isn't worth much. We know this. The homeless, literally, die in red and blue streets. History tells us this general lack of regard for humanity, and the lack of humanity it indicates, is normal in America. Conservatives actually regard caring as naivety (apparently, even if it's you in need of care). This, too, has always been culturally true. America couldn't have maintained slavery, for so long, otherwise.



Today, conservatives admire the few blacks who agree with them, and it doesn't flatter anyone involved. The rest of us look on, like they're strange twisted racist martians, but foreign to modern ways. So they talk to each other, almost for sport, revealing they both are unwilling - or unable - to acknowledge the rest as authentic. This, too, is an old part of our culture.



Something about the 97%'s simple desire for respect and justice gets lost in translation. Whether that's deliberate today, or the further product of America's centuries-old culture of white supremacy, isn't too important a distinction to the black born opposed and suspect. Not by everyone, but enough. Enough to continue screwing with our lives. What I'm trying to say is, we've got a case, and it's been moving glacially. But, in the court of public opinion, it does move.



Especially on the big screen, where injustice is being swiftly rewarded, and the Calvary is still nowhere to be found:

Consider, that Sterling guy, he's getting off easy,...

Sunday, March 16, 2014

Slavery Was About Millions Of People & They're PISSED


It's hilarious, that a lot of white people wouldn't go to see 12 Years a Slave because it was too brutal, when most film lovers were rooting for something much more extreme:






My girl, Eileen Jones, is simply torn up about it:

  The first is the opening scene, when Django, a member of a chain gang of manacled slaves shuffling through the harsh cold terrain of Texas in winter, is liberated by Dr. Schultz, who shoots the slavers. Dr. Schultz then counsels the other slaves about how to negotiate their own way to freedom, and Christoph Waltz’s singsong voice is light and frolicsome throughout. Django never speaks to them, seems too shocked by rapid developments. This seems like the film’s starting point on slavery: there is no cooperation among slaves, there’s hardly even sympathy or communication amongst slaves, and therefore, no possibility of united action. We know that’s not true as a rule, historically. But as a genre film set-up it might work well if, for instance, you intended to rectify that terrible state of affairs with gradually increasing sympathy, communication, and cooperation, all leading up to a goddamn SLAVE REVOLT.


So there you have it - if you can't handle 12 Years - prepare yourselves, white folks:

The drums are now beating for the real thing,…
 

Sunday, January 26, 2014

Lem's Comment Home Update: Haz Is Jumping The Gun


 Are you ready to laugh? I'm ready to laugh - Go, Michael Haz, Go:



I swear to God, he thinks he's wearing an ascot. Michael Haz sounds like he wants to be - silk robe, maybe a brandy snifter in hand? Sitting in a FUCKED-UP library. C'mon - he identifies with South Africa whites:



He thinks it's his balls, but this guy's head is HUGE. 


As a frequent target of Lem's Comment Home (as opposed to just "a casual visitor") Haz's new claim to "the high level of writing" is about as convincing as Haz's old claim Lem's isn't a haven for contemporary "colorblind" Right-Wing racist attitudes. I mean, in his first sentence, he opened and closed with the word, "blog". 

That ain't Hemingway, Folks. 



But that ability-he's-lacking has Mr. Haz mesmerized. So much so, he can "muse for a few moments" at a time over it - and even imagines we could, too - without ever catching a whiff there's anything obviously wrong. As a matter of fact, just the opposite - he's impressed!

 I imagine he's been there before.


And - still speaking as a target of Lem's Comment Home - what a weird time to want the exposure of a book:

In a recent post that grew to 429 comments, specifically calling me out, Michael Haz shamed himself so completely that (along with another racist, named "Sixty Grit") he deleted his every racist word in the thread while continuing to blame someone black for his ugly actions. 

He can't help himself, you see. We bring out the worst in him. 


BTW - What he deleted were his open admissions that, yes, he was proud to be a Certified Racist™. 


Unfortunately, since There Have Been No Advances In Lying Technology beyond people willing to tell the truth, I guess we'll never know who's lying because that nest of vipers, with their situational ethics, won't admit anything (yes, I should've taken a screen shot, but I'm not the one trying to be an asshole). Oh - there is a way - I quoted him in the thread:



We're well aware, future ruler of Oprah's Book Club

But, if you mean "all kinds of stuff" also includes hiding from the truth, then yeah, I know you've got a point. 


Then your deletions make as much sense as your delusions. You're "liberated" - again, not me, you - to the strains of Ted Nugent. 


Dream, Michael Haz, and then delete - providing (and confirming) a psychological profile of a racist, so clear, it exposes your ultimate truth to us all. The ultimate truth that you can't even start to admit to yourself -  or the rest of the Lem's gang - but one that any fool could see:



This proposal is Lem's Comment Home's cry for help. 


Because what you need isn't a book - but an editor,...