Showing posts with label shallowness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shallowness. Show all posts

Thursday, December 18, 2014

The Cult Of North Korea Defeated The Cult Of SONY


The fox is out of the hen house and setting the couch on fire

I'd been writing about the cult of North Korea for so long I got sick of it, and naturally, once I stopped, they've gone and done something that actually gets Americans attention: not killing people by the thousands, Silly, but killing a bad movie. No, not the white Sci-Fy "thriller" always set in a dystopian future for some reason, or the Rom-Com featuring unlikable white folks who have to mate onscreen for some reason, or any of the ones that feature white people who all automatically know Kung-Fu at the drop of a hat for some reason, but white America's traditional cheery Christmas fare, built around the comedy styling of singling out someone for assassination. I told you those North Koreans were crazy.

North Korea could've retaliated by threatening to kill America's imagination but, by the look of things, Hollywood's already beat them to that by a long shot,...

Monday, October 27, 2014

Reasons White Supremacist America's The Greatest I

 

How whites are obsessed with recycling inanimate objects while trashing black citizens:

The Nazis would be impressed with such,...efficiency,..
 

Sunday, August 17, 2014

TUSK


Land of the wha? (And the home of the brave "a nation of cowards") 

So, looking at the artwork going around (above) whites have figured out one way to give blacks what we want. TMR would prefer reparations and backing-the-fuck-up-off-me but knows, whites never part with what they steal (including us) so, "no go" there. Here's another guy who almost finally got outside their reach - after they reached him, of course:


Black guys and their bald heads - it needs to stop!


 Of course, whites missed this 2009 injustice, because who was going to win American Idol was of the utmost importance, and anyone who was so shallow as to mention the country's outrageous racial problems, then, was a nationally uncool party pooper who just wanted to talk about "serious shit," but didn't know what was really going on, right, white people?  It's only been that way, on and off, for the last 400 years. No big deal, right? 

America's been great under your leadership.


Clowns to the Left of me, jokers to the Right,...

Speaking of which, TMR thinks Salon is right - the Kenyan still has enough time to kill an elephant and prove he's a man. Here's hoping he does, and sooner rather than later: 

Whites seem to have their hearts set on meeting one,...
 

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

On You-Know-What (That You-Know-Who Did What-For)


"How times change, and not in a good way. In 2013 we are allegedly past race, which means we are past slavery and therefore have no need to look at it at all. That's how the thinking goes, anyway. Psychologists would say such denial makes perfect sense. Since the '70s -- as the racial gap in income and other areas has widened, not narrowed -- we've become so racially averse, to even call yourself 'black' now is a radical act; to invoke slavery merely as a subject of conversation is to risk howls of protest that you are being a victim or playing the race card. All of which means that a hundred a fifty years after the end of slavery, we are still determined not to give it its due, but to forget it,...The entire struggle of black people after the end of the Civil War has been shaped by one long marketing campaign that casts the South as noble, and blacks as undeserving. Can't have one without the other."









Woke Up Wondering (Where I Am & How To Get Away)


I'm a sucker for a Tea Party photo from Madison, Wis. - wildly over-stating Obama's racial intentions - when that state's terrible civil rights record easily colors why a Tea Partier, specifically, would think that way. I got the photo from this post:



I often wonder if white bloggers read blacks, beyond The Root, because I rarely find whites linked to them - that includes Instapundit & Co. If they did, they'd find more to discuss than the shallow pursuits they do cover, or even how they talk. They make me think they don't understand, blacks talk amongst ourselves, as well:






That my grandmother would not point out such a mistake is unfathomable to her grandchildren and great-grandchildren. We only know of her strength. To us she is the lifelong domestic who birthed nine healthy babies, buried two grown sons and slept in the bed her husband had died in hours earlier. But in her eyes, when she tells this story, I can see her vulnerability, her fear that "they'd send me home and not let me come back."

Shannan Hicks, a researcher and storyteller who focuses on the Northern Louisiana post-Jim Crow era, is not surprised that black workers shielded their true feelings from [Phil] Robertson.

"This was the age of black lynchings. A black person would never have reveled their true self to a white person who looked and talked like Robertson," Hicks said before referencing the Paul Laurence Dunbar poem that opens with this stanza:

We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,



I'd like to see Ann Althouse apply her writing skills to that poem's meaning today (Curiously, she didn't say much about Phil Robertson's racial comments,...). Does she think about it, in regards to her black friends? Or, Lee Atwater's ghost, haunting the  conservative language used most frequently by her readers:

 

Avoiding black issues by avoiding blacks is a strategy - and tactic - that's easy for whites. (I have many a white friend for whom I was the first black person in their life. I don't know a single black person for whom I can say the same about whites.) I don't think whites comprehend what that means, usually, when they make judgements on things like crime. 


 But what do I know, right? I'm just another black guy, put firmly in his place (We don't want to hear that!) but still carrying on in the country of my birth - which I know very, very well:



Yep, that much is clear:

"You are comfortable" with it all, I'm not, and slavery's over. 


Slavery's Over. 


And that last link, above, is describing my American Dream,…

Monday, January 6, 2014

No One Listening Is O.K.: I Don't Have To Win Elections









...The premise of Rodney’s historical socio-economic analysis,... is that the poverty and inequalities of Sub-Saharan Africa are reflections of historical relationships of exploitation. This exploitation, he argues, was total: countries were dispossessed of all resources deemed useful to Europeans, including human labour.






Sunday, December 1, 2013

I Still Love You (You Just Make Me Call You Names)




"The important thing is to see your hands in a dream,...in the dream in which I saw my hands, I looked in the mirror and my face was black, I'd turned into a nigger,..."

 






Friday, June 7, 2013

Life's A Mystery (Especially The Part About This Stuff)

 

 Paris Jackson's recent suicide attempt is causing a bit of, shall we say, "soul searching":
“There is a high incidence of suicide attempts and cutting among [Jehovah's Witness] children. They’re told to go to all the meetings; they’re told Armageddon is coming; they’re told they need to go door-to-door to hand out materials. Kids with minds of their own develop problems with these demands and act out in various ways. Suicide attempts are not uncommon.”
 

 The poor kids. "Suicide attempts are not uncommon"? Not as "uncommon" as an education on cultism, but nice to know anyway, huh? And only in Cult World™ can Americans "with minds of their own" be considered "problems," because (correct me if I'm mistaken) but, as far as I know, raising independent thinkers was supposed to be the goal of the American education system, right? 


Instead we're churning out pierced and tattooed freaks, obsessed with shallow (and really bad) sex, coupled with a pointless sense of rebellion, until - like a time-released capsule - they give it all up to Jesus (or another suitable replacement) in an attempt to fill their empty, ignorant, inner lives with more of the same,...just spiced differently. 


And we're not supposed to notice. We're targeted if we do, like in Logan's Run


That's the real "problems with these demands" that "develop" out there.


 That, and the fact - once they're after you - you've absolutely no protection from them what-so-ever because everybody's become so damned "tolerant" of why they're after you to begin with. 


Look at how they write this stuff. Or even that they write this stuff. Like it's the most normal thing in the world to have fanatics coming to American homes, trying to convert us, so all we need is a little more education about them to make it understandable - and we more "tolerant" - as the kids keep trying to kill themselves in the shadow of their glory. (That was the Left's argument at the start of the war, it's now their argument for gay rights, and it's always been their argument for cults of every stripe - quite the trifecta.) 

So we find ourselves hiding under the couch with the blinds drawn when they come around, big deal. What we won't do - under any circumstance - is stop their fanaticism. 

They'll try to stop what they see as mine, though, but that's obvious:


I already know what "under any circumstance" really means,...

Friday, April 26, 2013

We've Got Two Cold Dishes (Choose, Confused Person)


I've made no secret of my admiration for President Bush. Part of that grew from watching his many opponents - both foreign and domestic - misread the man by a country mile, to their lasting shame. 

A personal note: When I served as a communications intern at the White House in 2007, I had the privilege of sitting in on an off-the-record Q&A session between President Bush and a small group of entrepreneurs under 40.  It was closed to the press.  For nearly an hour, the assembled group peppered the president with questions on myriad subjects — from granular economic policy, to war, to his relationship with his father.  I must admit that I was taken aback by Bush’s performance.  He was sharp, deeply informed, self-deprecatingly funny, and serious.  In short, he was in total command.  Even as someone who voted for him and who respected him greatly — despite several disagreements on policy — it instantly dawned on me that I’d never encountered that George W. Bush before.  Perhaps I’d doubted he even existed; call it the soft bigotry of (unfairly) low expectations.  I wondered why.
 

 Another part of Bush I like is, in the face of such true incompetence and (sometimes) pure hatred, how gracefully he's played his hand. 

   

 He's got a lot of good parts, but the thing is, they've added up to what I recognize as a normal human being, from this century, and these United States.

   

 That I saw one rise to Leader Of The Free World is still thrilling.

   

 Now - about that quote above - I still don't know why, say, Hot Air would give anyone that clueless a platform. (They're probably as emotionally stunted as he is.) White House background or no White House background, I don't get why these people are foisted on us. His comments mostly remind me that - if President Bush's term exposed anything - there's an astoundingly shallow vein running through America, if not the entire Western world. 

Is that now the standard?

   

 While Obama has redefined "The Emperor Has No Clothes," everyone knows who that's in comparison to - the man who didn't allow anyone else to dress him. And, for that reason, too many people actively resisted actually seeing him. ("Perhaps I’d doubted he even existed.") A delusion that's resulted in too many years spent shaking my head. 

I'd like to stop.

   

But - along with a growing understanding that it takes a long time for people to fess up to their problems - even worse, I've discovered, are the problems they make for others.

   

 In Ken Burns' documentary, Central Park Five, he shows that a murderer had more integrity than the judiciary, law enforcement, or the general public - the killer being one of the few insisting that innocent men not suffer for his crimes. 

You don't see that much, for everyday offenses, and that's the tragedy.

   

 I hear President Bush's new digs allow the public to be "The Decider" on the issues he faced.


One of which has to include them.


Which brings up another part of Ol' Bushie Boy I admire:


The one that really knows how to stick it to 'em,...