Showing posts with label mark twain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mark twain. Show all posts

Saturday, December 11, 2021

France (The Real Deal In Three Quotes)

"What I gained in France was to be better satisfied with my own country." 

– Samuel Johnson 

"France has neither winter nor summer nor morals. Apart from these drawbacks it is a fine country." 

– Mark Twain 

"A helpless, hopeless mass of protoplasm." 

– President Dwight D. Eisenhower
 

Saturday, January 23, 2021

If You're Going To San Francisco (Flowers In Your Hair Will Die From Neglect)

Mark Twain famously said history doesn't repeat - it rhymes - and, if you're a Rapper, looking for those inflection points can become a favorite past time:
Like how President Trump and his supporters know the election was stolen, but can't explain how - just like Dan White, and the last Republicans to run for office, in San Francisco.
Like how Oprah Winfrey's cult is involved in Democrat politics today - just as a Democrat party cult was behind the political fraud in San Francisco.
Nancy Pelosi and Co. are from San Francisco, and  - having stolen elections and never punished anyone for it - we strongly suspect they did it, again.
The Democrat Party WILL erect lies - and even get people killed - to keep their charade going, just as they always have, in San Francisco.


Don't be surprised if new bullshit laws come with it all.
 

Friday, October 24, 2014

Mark Twain's Letter To An Alternative Medicine Man Is Still True Today (And Goes Double For Their Marks)

Dear Sir,

Your letter is an insoluble puzzle to me. The handwriting is good and exhibits considerable character, and there are even traces of intelligence in what you say, yet the letter and the accompanying advertisements profess to be the work of the same hand. The person who wrote the advertisements is without doubt the most ignorant person now alive on the planet; also without doubt he is an idiot, an idiot of the 33rd degree, and scion of an ancestral procession of idiots stretching back to the Missing Link. It puzzles me to make out how the same hand could have constructed your letter and your advertisements. Puzzles fret me, puzzles annoy me, puzzles exasperate me; and always, for a moment, they arouse in me an unkind state of mind toward the person who has puzzled me. A few moments from now my resentment will have faded and passed and I shall probably even be praying for you; but while there is yet time I hasten to wish that you may take a dose of your own poison by mistake, and enter swiftly into the damnation which you and all other patent medicine assassins have so remorselessly earned and do so richly deserve.

Adieu, adieu, adieu!

Mark Twain

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Tom Petty's Wrong: The Waiting's NOT The Hardest Part (Enduring A Hard Life Surrounded By American Liars Is)




Obvious,...we've arrived at another of TMR's Magic Moments. Which is awesome, because whites have insisted there's absolutely no connection between slavery and today. It's too far away, they say - when it's right here and now, written all over our faces, and (as I've mentioned) even coursing through our veins:


See? White woman - our pal. Now her heart's in the right place, isn't it? Focussed on the money - not the truth. Even now, hundreds of years later and after she's personally successful, Wanda's still desperate to deceive - and to keep what was never hers - while also choosing to never let the rightful owners have or know what's theirs.

She is a living portrait of the Western World!



And - I'm 100% positive - she's a bad mother. 

Just like the rest of white society, bent on hiding the truth for as long as possible - and, especially, not apologizing (because that means admitting to a horrible crime) - so they won't have to cough up the ill-gotten booty and change the world from their white-is-right vision of it, right?

Riiiiight - now go tell your children to lie.

 

White deceptions were lame and shameful then, and they're even more lame and shameful now:

They reveal the lie to their other lie - that nobody still cares - because we blacks have always been "nobody" to whites image of themselves.



Especially about the attempt to force blacks into living under those lies - for the rest of time - as whites posed as our cool and honest "Friends," capable of determining justice for themselves and others.



Name your subject - intellect, beauty, talent - the West has been a joke, waiting for blacks to "get" it.



Divorce and adultery rates, what whites tried to do to the family unit, in their own and black's through rape - alone, for me - raises the question:



Considering the multitude of lies whites currently insist on telling - yoga is exercise, homeopathy is medicine, vaccines cause autism, divorce is good, there are no cults (Hi, Tom Cruise!) slavery is old news, etc. - do whites even understand intellectual honesty?



But, more importantly, will the liars ever be capable of dealing with the cold, hard truth, as they've forced the rest of us to do?



Your support of Glenn Reynolds says "no":



Whites will lie until the day we die,...

Sunday, October 6, 2013

Lem's Comment Home Is Now Full Of White People Who "Just Don't Give A Fuck" Just Like The Blacks They Hate

Re Crack's demand for a Grand Strategy, anyone who understood the first damn thing about US politics would know that the "impasse" will be resolved on the basis of [poll] numbers like these. 

 
Nope - first you have to make [Obama] care. You didn't understand his comment, during Syria, about "style points", did you? Like most black people, Obama has the ability to completely ignore the expectations of whites, so I wouldn't hold my breath that not being liked will make much of an impression.

Yes, I tried explaining reality to the extreme Right over at Lem's yesterday, but since I'm black like Obama - which means I'm not a real Republican - they didn't buy it. The Atlantic's mainly white folks so maybe, just maybe, they'll understand if they explain it:



Lem keeps a nice Mark Twain quote as his blog's sub-heading:
"A man who carries a cat by the tail learns something he can learn in no other way"

It's bizarre because the people I encounter over there are against everything Twain stood for.


Today, it's Indians - again.


They're more like Obama than they think,...
 

Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Should People At The Head Of The March Finish First?


By now, I shouldn't have to tell you how I see blacks, and The Civil Rights Movement, being co-opted for other's purposes, but I can stress how sick it makes me feel when I encounter references to it:
"Vinson points out some astonishing facts, such as how the West’s—and organized Jewry’s—obsession with the Holocaust didn’t begin until the mid-1960′s, when Jews decided to hop aboard the civil rights bandwagon."
But now there's the expectation - no, DEMAND - blacks be relegated to the sidelines to watch (basically getting rid of the "band") because a bad House DJ has been rented, and the "wagon" is now used as lead float in somebody else's (feminists and gays) PRIDE parade. They blare their anti-white Christian message, ignoring blacks, because they know the danger if they're caught - which they surely will be - so they have to move fast because:

"A lie gets halfway around the world before the truth has a chance to get its pants on." 
- Winston Churchill
And they're risking ignoring Mark Twain:

"Whenever you find yourself on the side of the majority, it is time to pause and reflect."

Because - mark my words:

 Having the wind at your back - and running away - can sure look a lot alike,...

Sunday, May 12, 2013

Droppin' Science Like Galileo Dropped The Orange: Nod


"We run to scandal long before we land on stupidity."

I heard somebody say that, on one of the Sunday morning talk shows, and - despite the "Hey!" Hey! Hey!" nature of the Benghazi hype - I'm also here to tell you (while feeling like that kid saying "I see dead people") the political fallout over Benghazi always fell under the heading of somebody - I ain't naming no names - engaged in their almost regularly scheduled bout of hysterical "stupidity".


When you've dealt with U.F.Oh! Oh! Oh! nuts for as long as I have, you learn to identify conspiracy theorists pretty quickly, usually recognizing A) they weren't "all there" to begin with, and B) a new wild-eyed desire to set their hair on fire, again. Unfortunately, B usually reveals itself before A, so there's an undeterminable time lag Mark Twain referred to as truth - as it "gets it's boots on".

He, too, didn't take kindly to those messing with the fabric of reality.


But conspiracy theorists are only allowed to become dark-minded, and participate in evil, because - absent a social structure based in critical thought  - minus the courts, society simply lacks the much-needed tools to effectively unravel misunderstanding. A lot of mischief can be "innocently" accomplished in the grey area this circumstance creates, as America whooshes along, under a bureaucratic apparatus designed to move slowly (as a means of gaining wisdom) leaving it's citizenry at time's unforgivable mercy until something's resolved, or someone walks away bored, broke, or just plain broken.


So what was the point of school again? What still remains relevant from all that early education? Oh sure, P.E. - running in circles - so the Smiley Faced live long enough to hopefully one day grasp what the rest of us have got rubbed in our faces:

Running in circles, on a spinning planet, is not the same thing as coping with it.


Here's another vision of "stupid" America:

It's men and women, blacks and whites, gays and straights, all (kinda) getting along.



So sure, let's say it's also an image of us still,...haphazardly working out some issues,..but nobody's screaming about their rights being even so much as unassumed, or how truly insulted they are by hot button phrases they're not even listening to. I submit to you this is convincing evidence that - at least at your neighborhood Mickey D's - there's obviously enough spectrum-wide anonymous unconditional support floating around for everybody. That includes the black guy in the pink dress waiting outside.

They just gotta know how to sell it.


To the untrained eye, this vision of America probably looks even more chaotic than the waste (in time, energy, interest, and money) of the Benghazi fallout, except, as anyone can see, these Americans know in their bones everyone's on an equal footing, that nothing's hidden, and that completely contradicts the true conspiracy theory - delivered daily in the current news/activist/media slants - that the country can't  move forward as we should. It's they who are stuck on stupid.

The rest of us are practically George Jetson.


Witness, as Americans have historically done since Einstein and the "modern" Jazz Age, all this righteous living being carried out to laughter - equal in power and protein to anything the Chatty Cathy's say -  celebrating, somehow, escaping another day with their now-probably-overly-strobe-lighted sense of reality duct-taped intact. Just like the folks on Tee Vee.

Everyday, almost, "only a flesh wound."



The reaction to uncertainty, existing in what America, and even Martin Luther King, reminded us - no, assured us - was supposed to be a "dream". Knowing nothing, conspiracy theorists live on nightmares, only sleeping comfortably within earshot of their view. Eyes closing, head falling, trailing off mumbling the words.

And here we are.


The results speak for themselves,...
 

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Like Jell-O And Carrot Sticks (Joined At The Blip,...)

All men have heard of the Mormon Bible, but few, except the elect have seen it or at least taken the trouble to read it. I brought away a copy from Salt Lake. The book is a curiosity to me. It is such a pretentious affair and yet so slow, so sleepy, such an insipid mess of inspiration. It is chloroform in print. 
If Joseph Smith composed this book, the act was a miracle. Keeping awake while he did it, was at any rate. If he, according to tradtion, merely translated it from certain ancient and myteriously engraved plates of copper, which he declares he found under a stone, in an out of the way locality, the work of translating it was equally a miracle for the same reason.

Mr. Romney’s ads are mostly boring. It’s kind of an achievement to be boring at a moment in history like this, so credit where it’s due: That musta taken effort!
-- Peggy Noonan, "Time for an Intervention," The Wall Street Journal
 

Sunday, December 5, 2010

An Overheard Phone Call At A Con Art* Gallery

*Con Art = "Conservative Artists":

Yes, the Left had a nice little show selling lies for entertainment, but - in just two years - it's gotten kind of putrid, and now it's somebody else's turn, don't you think?

Sure, it might have helped if they had called it something like "inter/shame/ment", considering the disgust, and embarrassment all around. But, the truth is, the public just wasn't buying it. I mean, over 12 anti-war films in a row, and they all bombed? Including one where they killed Bush? Get a clue. Yea, the finale worked, for a minute, but it's time for a new direction.

We won't be distracted by what women aren't wearing. We won't be showing tits at all. Won't waste our time.

That whole thing's a statement for knowing nothing now,...well, for doing the wrong thing - like NewAgers changing partners or adopting foreign kids to mess with their minds.

You know, it's fascinating, when you look at it in hindsight - NewAge never did work on adults:

The "green" theme took a while but it fell apart.

We didn't stop eating meat.

Didn't buy your bullshit about anti-oxidents.

Weren't afraid of "toxins".

Didn't take up yoga. Here - try this:

Repeat the incantation "George Bush" as many times as you want - distort his image any way you can - we voted for the guy! Twice! And now he's making a comeback. Amazing. There's nothing you could do!

Mark Twain said a lie will make it around the world before the truth can get it's boots on. You guys just never caught on that a lie has to move fast because, like milk about to turn, it has a sell-by date - and now, time's up.

Oh, surrrre, many people caught on before you did that something stank around here, but oh, as often as GaGa changed her wardrobe, few ever thought it was you guys!

Madonna, or even Cher maybe, but not all of you.

What's that? No, no, see the problem is, when the public is faced with both the truth or a lie, they require an intelligent delivery to succeed; and I don't want to be mean but, let's just say, in the Left's particular case that rarely ever works out well. I mean, let me ask you this:

Will the Kos kids go back to worshipping the zodiac?

Will Hillary go back to talking to the dead?

Will Barack and Michelle continue betraying the idea of the civil rights movement?

After everything I've seen already, I'm not putting money on anything.

Um Hm. Uh huh. Yeah. The fact is, you should've known the truth will always win out in the end, but you've also got to realize it can grow old and withered by the time it's supposed admirers finally come calling - and, no matter if we're dressed or not, those bastards will always come calling - to show how smart they are, now. Speak of the Devil, there goes Arianna coming up the walk! (I can never understand a word that bitch says.) Hang on. Hi, Darling *air kiss* I'll be right with you - I'm talking long distance to San Francisco - no, we're almost done. Put your fruitcake in the kitchen where it belongs.

Now where were we? Oh, yea - the Left, what else? They won't like what they find here on out, artistically, because this isn't a body of lies - it's the truth they abused. But we're still going forward with it, as is. What? No, we won't be serving refreshments, nor will there be flowers in the lobby - no freebies - say again? Well, that's fine because we really don't even want liberals around! We'll probably offer them a chair, for kicks, but it's sure to be one that falls apart! (laughter) Maybe offer them exploding cigars! Whoopi!

I don't care if your friends are currently admiring Julianne Assange's work. Yes, I know, the French like brightly colored graffiti on their neighbor's garage. Whatever.

Look, Julianne's gang signs indicate the whole block is in danger, and, unlike "their neighbors", the French haven't stocked up on guns or good sense so I,...wait a minute.

Oh God, Arianna heard me - she's in there crying. Look - I gotta go - tell the French I said "good luck with that" - we'll call the Germans. Yes, we know how it looks, but we don't care - we'll call them. As far as the rest of them, except for England and maybe Poland, we think it's time to say goodbye anyway. Why? Are you kidding me? Pfft! The "why" is obvious:

They let us spend too much time alone by now, we don't have time for this - we've got our own show of patriotism to get together - and, frankly, the rest of you are getting on our nerves. Goodbye.

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