Black Lives Chatter!

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Black lives chatter!
What’s the matter?
No one is even listening.
Not even the Mad Hatter!

Black lives chatter!
What’s on your platter?
Another protest march
as more feet go pitter patter?

Black lives chatter!
Your message is even flatter
than Taylor Swift’s ass
pumped with yeast-filled batter.

Black lives chatter!
Your pockets are fatter,
but what have you accomplished
with your Black Lives Chatter?

I’ll tell you! Not a goddamn thing!

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2016 Shelby I. Courtland

What the fuck has BlackLivesChatter accomplished? If someone can point out to me, just what the fuck BlackLivesChatter has accomplished, then by all means, please post it here! Because from where I sit, they got nothing!

AGAIN, for the Black folks who are either slow or otherwise dumb as all hell, the whites don’t give a shit about your life. You are unable to understand this? Why would George Soros give a shit about you? He is behind the explosion of that stupid shit, “BlackLivesChatter!” Who do you want to realize that Black lives matter? The ‘whites’? Get the fuck outta here with that stupid bullshit! They show you every single day that they don’t give a shit about you and yet you continuously shout to them that your life matters when it NEVER will matter to them! When you finally recognize that your life should matter to you and that other Black lives should matter to you, then and only then will you figure out just what the fuck you need to do to get your act together but until then, just continue acting out and hope that today’s whitey white ass that’s the progeny of what dragged your ancestors over here, will finally get an epiphany and lay off shooting you, enslaving you in the new prison slave pens and will stop gentrifying your neighborhoods. Yeah! And then, piss in the wind because like all the other shit that’s going down, it’s gonna blow back in your face anyway. Now open wide! In coming!

Baltimore…In Pictures!

The World Famous ‘Lexington Market’ in Baltimore, MD!

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My cousin's first meal at Lexington Market. Chitterlings and beer! LOL!

My cousin’s first meal at Lexington Market. Chitterlings and beer! LOL!

 

Took a picture while waiting on my cousin to come out of a shop.

Took a picture while waiting on my cousin to come out of a shop.

The Koreans have taken over the stalls in Lexington Market. As you will see, Black people are buying 'soul food' from the Koreans. One Korean woman got pissed at me for taking pictures. I wonder why.

The Koreans have taken over the stalls in Lexington Market. As you will see, Black people are buying ‘soul food’ from the Koreans. One Korean woman got pissed at me for taking pictures. I wonder why.

Would you ever see this the 'other way' around? Hell no! A Korean buying food from a Black man? Those pigs they sell would fly first!

Would you ever see this the ‘other way’ around? Hell no! A Korean buying food from a Black man? Those pigs they sell would fly first!

This is the woman that got pissed at me for taking pictures. I guess she didn't want me to point out the obvious.

This is the woman that got pissed at me for taking pictures. I guess she didn’t want me to point out the obvious.

I saw not one 'Black-owned' soul food stall in Lexington Market. Not one.

I saw not one ‘Black-owned’ soul food stall in Lexington Market. Not one.

Sigh! This is becoming redundant.

Sigh! This is becoming redundant.

This was taken in what I call 'Little Lexington Market' because this part is behind the main market building.

This was taken in what I call ‘Little Lexington Market’ because this part is behind the main market building.

This is the last stall in 'Little Lexington Market'.

This is the last stall in ‘Little Lexington Market’.

Need money fast? ATMs are all over the place.

Need money fast? ATMs are all over the place.

More 'eats' for my cousin. He has gained 5 pounds. He practically 'lives' at Lexington Market.

More ‘eats’ for my cousin. He has gained 5 pounds. He practically ‘lives’ at Lexington Market.

While cous was eating, I was strolling through the market, taking it all in.

While cous was eating, I was strolling through the market, taking it all in.

Follow the signs.

Follow the signs.

This was parked one block from Lexington Market. It is the 'government's version of heroin', otherwise known as Methadone. The truck parks on a street and the people line up with their IDs in hand and their daily dose of Methadone is issued to them. The drug dealers wish they could have this great a 'setup'. 'Corner drug dealer, BAD! Government drug dealer, GOOD!

This was parked one block from Lexington Market. It is the ‘government’s version of heroin’, otherwise known as Methadone. The truck parks on a street and the people line up with their IDs in hand and their daily dose of Methadone is issued to them. The drug dealers wish they could have this great a ‘setup’. ‘Corner drug dealer, BAD! Government drug dealer, GOOD!

I made my way to an Expo at the Convention Center on my way to the Inner Harbor. Took one shot before a street preacher proceeded to spread the world of 'What If?' As in 'what if' I died today, would I be okay? GEEZUS!

I made my way to an Expo at the Convention Center on my way to the Inner Harbor. Took one shot before a street preacher proceeded to spread the world of ‘What If?’ As in ‘what if’ I died today, would I be okay? GEEZUS!

My first stop was an Irish bar, of course. Had to wet my whistle. It was hot that day! GEESH!

My first stop was an Irish bar, of course. Had to wet my whistle. It was hot that day! GEESH!

I got a partial view of a schooner. I shoulda took a tour before heading into the bar as these next pics may make you dizzy. LOL!

I got a partial view of a schooner. I shoulda took a tour before heading into the bar as these next pics may make you dizzy. LOL!

I promise to get closer to the edge. Just didn't want to teeter and fall in.

I promise to get closer to the edge. Just didn’t want to teeter and fall in.

I couldn't pass up the 'Book Fair'.

I couldn’t pass up the ‘Book Fair’. Y’all know I love to read!

Stopped at the 'Believe It Or Not'. Didn't see much to disbelieve there!

Stopped at the ‘Believe It Or Not’. Didn’t see much to disbelieve there!

These next pics, I go Inner Harbor crazy!

These next pics, I go Inner Harbor crazy!

I will never get used to that view!

I will never get used to that view!

One more...

One more…

I lied!

I lied!

...and here she comes, 'The Spirit of Baltimore'!

…and here she comes, ‘The Spirit of Baltimore’!

Meanwhile, back at Lexington Market, my cousin was digging in for round 4 or was it 5? He and an acquaintance were thoroughly enjoying themselves. I hated to disturb them.

Meanwhile, back at Lexington Market, my cousin was digging in for round 4 or was it 5? He and an acquaintance were thoroughly enjoying themselves. I hated to disturb them.

So, I decided to take a few more pictures of Lexington Market.

So, I decided to take a few more pictures of Lexington Market.

Food, food, everywhere!

Food, food, everywhere!

This is a picture taken inside the subway station across the street from Lexington Market.

This is a picture taken inside the subway station across the street from Lexington Market.

I know it's just a blur, but this is our train coming in as we head to Mondawmin Mall.

I know it’s just a blur, but this is our train coming in as we head to Mondawmin Mall.

It felt good to be a 'true' Baltimorean again. LOL! A nice guy had to show me how to use the subway ticket machine. I am SO out-of-touch with Big City living. Y'all excuse this clueless southern girl from the stix.

It felt good to be a ‘true’ Baltimorean again. LOL! A nice guy had to show me how to use the subway ticket machine. I am SO out-of-touch with Big City living. Y’all excuse this clueless southern girl from the stix.

Standing outside Mondawmin Mall, I just had to take this picture. Mondawmin Mall was the first Black mall in AmeriKKKa! I love Mondawmin Mall! I love Baltimore!!!

Standing outside Mondawmin Mall, I just had to take this picture. Mondawmin Mall was the first Black mall in AmeriKKKa! I love Mondawmin Mall! I love Baltimore!!!

And lastly, another outdoor street view of Baltimore.

And lastly, another outdoor street view of Baltimore.

Just one more and I am done! (For the moment)

Just one more and I am done! (For the moment)

I See Through The Eyes Of Baltimore!

I see through the eyes of Baltimore,

Her pain, I feel and I feel it deep.

For her and her people,

I cannot help but weep.

 

She welcomed me with open arms;

Told me that I was her child again.

Baltimore is in my blood

coursing through these veins underneath my skin.

 

When I see the drug addicts nodding on the streets,

And the hopelessness in the eyes of so many,

I wonder just what if anything I can do,

Yet, I am not ready to write Baltimore’s obituary.

 

As I connect with her people while walking her streets,

I see the welcoming smiles and I answer with my own.

Though Baltimore’s people are down, they are not out

And so Baltimore’s fate, I will not bemoan.

 

Like Baltimore, they are survivors!

Pictures by Shelby I. Courtland

Poem written by,

Shelby I. Courtland

©2016 Shelby I. Courtland

Folks, I am back! And as soon as I come down off this Baltimore high, I will get back to the business of kicking ass and taking no prisoners. I know that I have missed out on much; police killing more unarmed Black people, election mess and what all else I don’t know. But I shall get around to catching up on your blogs because I have only just got connected today. Items were misplaced and or broken during the move and I was just too busy to even be able to see straight, but give me a few days and I’ll be up to the challenge of…well…more nitty gritty reality.

I hope you enjoy seeing Baltimore as I do! And I hope that you can tell that I love her! I am HOME, like I’ve never been home before! 

 

 

 

I Am In Baltimore!

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I have arrived! Greetings, fellow bloggers! Baltimore and I are an item. I boarded a plane and flew first class to  Baltimore on the  7th And so therefore, I am not on “the no fly” list. Thankfully, I was not going to be driving when I landed because I needed some Dutch Courage and of course that means I got my drinky drink on. Was I missed? I am going to pretend that I was. I missed you guys so much I bought a cheap little smart phone so that I could send you pics of my first days in Baltimore. Unfortunately, I took the pictures on my IPod and I can’t find it.

Bear with me as I am not used to working with such a small screen and keypad. I was at Lexington Market yesterday getting my soul food fix. There were so many unbelievable characters there, my head was on a serious swivel.  My furniture has arrived and internet service will be  connected on the 22nd.

Baltimore, has been everything I expected and so much more. She has welcomed me back with arms opened wide. I have already made new friends. The first day, I was invited to Atlantic City by a new acquaintance. The everyday people are so sweet, helpful, warm and real. The horrors are business people, but I am handling that shit!

 

And so I stop here, but I shall return!

 

 

Labor Day For The Unemployed!

striking workers in front of Trump Taj Mahal in Atlantic City, NJ

 

At the risk of repeating myself, I repeat myself.

“Happy Labor Day! Now Here’s Your Pink Slip!”

September 1, 2014

Revel starts shutdown Monday after just 2 years

ATLANTIC CITY, N.J. (AP) — The most spectacular and costly failure in Atlantic City’s 36-year history of casino gambling begins to play out Monday when the $2.4 billion Revel Casino Hotel empties its hotel.

Revel is shutting down a little over two years after opening with high hopes of revitalizing Atlantic City’s struggling gambling market.

Revel will be the second of three Atlantic City casinos to close in a two-week span. The Showboat Casino Hotel closed its doors Sunday, and Trump Plaza is closing Sept. 16.

Now, as you can see, I posted this back in 2014 when Atlantic City casinos were shuttering their doors in unprecedented numbers and here we go again. In October, yet another ‘Trump’ casino will close its doors, putting thousands of Atlantic city residents out-of-work. So, I say, “Happy Labor Day! Now, here’s your pink slip!”

What a wonderful way to celebrate a tribute to workers; give them a pink slip and tell them to file for unemployment because even though this casino is no longer affiliated with Donald Trump, it still bears HIS name and so in essence, Trump is still playing the game, “You’re Fired!” America, have you no clue how ‘fired’ you are going to be if Trump descends to the presidency? This man has made billions by investing fake money into real estate schemes that bear his name and then when the business starts to go belly up, why he sucks everything out of it in bankruptcy proceedings, thus leaving the rank-and-file to pick up the pieces of their lives, the best way they can. Correct me if I am wrong, but how many of us could continuously get away with filing bankruptcy after bankruptcy and then proceed to amass fortune after fortune off just our name and abscond with the profits when the shit hits the fan and then off to another profitable venture, we go? Not a damn one of us and that’s for sure!

And Americans have the nerve to wonder why they are fucked up? Don’t wonder. Just look around at who continues to thumb their billions in your face while you land on your face after having worked your ass off for decades; only to be thrown out like yesterday’s stinking garbage.

Trump Taj Mahal closing would further darken A.C.’s South Inlet
The announced closing of Taj Mahal came shortly after one of Atlantic City’s biggest successes in the past two years — the reopening of Showboat in July.

Straub is still in the process of trying to get Revel reopened.

“It’s two steps forward, three steps backwards,” said Richard Perniciaro, director of the Center for Regional and Business Research at Atlantic Cape Community College.

Perniciaro said the proposed closing of the Taj combined with the pending referendum on casinos in North Jersey in November could discourage residential and commercial investment in the resort.

The Taj Mahal has gone through five(5) bankruptcy proceedings; that’s FIVE! And get this, the employees who had a stake in the success of this casino have lost their health benefits and their pension and so does anyone wonder why statistics state that Atlantic City, NJ has one of the nation’s highest foreclosure rates? And yet, ‘white’ male vultures with loads of money are waiting in the wings to snatch up the property of the soon-to-be former workers of the Taj Mahal casino. And we don’t need a revolution? Where are these people going to live? Have you visited Atlantic City lately? I was there in 2013 and I can tellya, it was like nothing I had ever seen. People were coming up to me on the boardwalk, yelling in my face to, “Give me a dollar!” I had to produce my stun gun, pepper spray and my ‘legal’ knife to send them running. When I was heading into a liquor store right off the boardwalk, women were standing in font of the liquor store, shoving their children up to strangers to get them to beg for money as they entered and exited the liquor store. The salesclerk stated that it is a huge problem, but what can they do because as soon as they shoo them away, they come right back. I can only imagine what it is like now, because that was before the recent shuttering of many casino doors. Crime has got to be off the charts. Homelessness, we know is off the charts because with foreclosure rates skyrocketing, where are those people who once had homes, living? Right! In a box.

This is what this country is descending into; a nation of abject poverty stricken people with no means, no jobs and no hope and here we have two candidates for president that are the epitome of hopelessness for the masses. We have a candidate that has filed bankruptcy more times than I can count and who deliberately goes about attempting to stir up racists and bigots while on the other hand, we have ‘Pantsuits Warmonger Killar E. Clinton’ who never saw a drone it didn’t like and is itching to be the commander-in-chief to continue to provoke the Russians and the Chinese into war.

But we are about to celebrate Labor Day? For real? Get the fuck outta here with that bullshit! And yet, I cannot help but think that the poem I wrote for Labor Day 2014 is just as relevant now as it was then. Enjoy!

The Atlantic City Labor Day Blues!

For 30 years, I’ve punched that clock
and now on Labor Day, I get to take stock
of a life of labor that could end any day
and the sad fact is, I can’t pay my own way.

In the unemployment line, here I stand.
I’ve joined the ranks of the sad, holding out my hand,
not for a hand-out, because I’ve paid my dues.
So don’t give me no lip, walk a mile in my shoes!

How long will it take me to get back on my feet
and fulfill my obligations, I’ve deadlines to meet?

I’m out to pound the pavement ’cause winter won’t wait.
The lights must stay on and the rent cannot be late.

What a Labor Day it is here in Atlantic City.
It’s not going well for me, Labor Day is kind of shitty!

©2014 Shelby I. Courtland

So yeah, Happy Labor Day!

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Shall we prove to Skulz that we do indeed, care about this planet? Here is what I did. I just recently purchased a brand new vehicle and guess what, I just sold that vehicle because I realized that I had gone without one for so long, I didn’t need it anyway. And I intend to further reduce my carbon footprint as much as possible. Is it going to be easy? Hell no! But someone’s got to get it started even with ‘baby steps’.

Anyone else made a recent effort or decision to try and attempt to disengage from all things ‘capitalism’ and self-destruction of not only ourselves but of our home?

Thanks for posting this one Skulz!

DONZO'S GUERRILLA GRAFFICA

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a sampling of way back in the day

you know before

the scourge of environmental rape

the carnage of crass consumerism

the utter stupidity of denying a changing climate

oh well

paradise is lost and no one seems to care

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I Owe You Nothing!

Colin and Jesse

Colin, I too, sit!
Not only do I sit,
but I also spit
upon a flag
that I perceive
to be nothing
more than
a worthless rag.
No one fought
to free me,
for I am
still, a slave.
If not,
then why,
why am I
in jail?
I am
making money,
not for me,
but for
my white masters.
In this arena,
I am,
a spectator sport.
I am admired
for my prowess
on the football field,
on the tennis court,
on the hip/hop stage
and for the NBA.
I sit because
I cannot stand,
not with these
iron chains
that drag
me down.
Tired, though
I am,
you want
me to stand
and salute
my slavery;
your hypocrisy.
I owe you nothing;
not my soul
nor any allegiance.
You want me to leave?
Tell that to my ass
and kiss it good
for you know
why I am here.
So, hate me!
That’s nothing new.
Denounce me
for I could care less.
When are you
going to leave?
No one
invited you here.
Ask an Indian man
just what the fuck
your white ass
is doing here!
Me? Disrespecting
the troops?
The troops
can kiss my ass!
How’s that
for disrespect?
Killing the Vietnamese
did not set me free.
Killing Iraqis
did not set me free.
Killing Iranians
did not set me free.
You are the Nazis,
experimenting
on my blood,
infesting it
with your diseases,
but you want me
to stand and salute
my annihilation
by your hands.
Suck it motherfuckers,
and go to hell!

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2016 Shelby I. Courtland

SANTA CLARA, Calif. — San Francisco 49ers quarterback Colin Kaepernick has willingly immersed himself into controversy by refusing to stand for the playing of the national anthem in protest of what he deems are wrongdoings against African Americans and minorities in the United States.

His latest refusal to stand for the anthem — he has done this in at least one other preseason game — came before the 49ers‘ preseason loss to Green Bay at Levi’s Stadium on Friday night.

“I am not going to stand up to show pride in a flag for a country that oppresses black people and people of color,” Kaepernick told NFL Media in an exclusive interview after the game. “To me, this is bigger than football and it would be selfish on my part to look the other way. There are bodies in the street and people getting paid leave and getting away with murder.”

And before you get started on the questions, “Why are these bi-racial people taking such public stands against oppression of Black people in Amerikkka? Is it because they are insulated due to the fact of their having a ‘white’ parent and so therefore, they feel as though they’ll not suffer much from the condemnation of their stance?,” ask yourself, does it really matter who is taking a stand? We all remember Jesse Williams speech at the 2016 BET awards.

“Now, this award, this is not for me. This is for the real organizers all over the country, the activists, the civil rights attorneys, the struggling parents, the families, the teachers, the students that are realizing that a system built to divide and impoverish and destroy us cannot stand if we do. All right?” he explained. “It’s kind of basic mathematics: The more we learn about who we are and how we got here, the more we will mobilize.”

And ‘white’ Amerikkka, right on par, went nuts, being ‘post-racial’, of course. “There’s a Black man in the White House! What more do you ‘people’ want?” I am sure that is tame in comparison to all that was said and all that is being said because Colin Kaepernick had the nerve to sit and by doing so, dishonored the troops. Who the fuck cares about the ‘troops’ when the ‘troops’ are needing all up and down on some medical care and some anti-suicide help in their time of crisis? You fail to recall concrete evidence that no one gives a shit about the troops until a Black person takes a stand that’s deemed, ‘unpatriotic’ and then, let’s put the ‘troops’, front and center, when the ‘troops’ can’t even get necessary medical care when they need it. The ‘troops’ are homeless, hungry and fucked up in the head, but Colin disrespected the ‘troops’ by not standing during the national anthem; an anthem that is as racist as the day is long and well into the night. As racist as it was from the time this land was ‘discovered’ and illegally occupied by a nasty, syphilis dripping ‘white’ ass! You hypocritical shits take the goddamn cake with your fake ass attempts at outrage; outrage that acts as a shield to cover the filth that hides beneath it. You’re not outraged! You’re a nasty ass blight on the face of this planet and you hate to be shown up for what you are! Well, you can suck it! Because the ‘troops’ don’t mean shit to you and they certainly don’t mean shit to me since not one of those military whores did I ever ask to put a goddamn thing on the line for me and quite frankly, they have not put a goddamn thing on the line for freedom. For when has ‘freedom’ ever been achieved by violence, missiles, drone warfare, torture, war crimes and illegal occupation? It has not!

So, yes indeed, I SIT with Colin and damn the consequences! Now, come on up in here with your fake-assed outrageous patriotic bullshit and see if I don’t sit your hypocritical ass down beside me for the next singing of the national anthem!

Oh and lastly, yeah! This is how much we fucking care about the ‘troops’!

“VA Suicide Hotline! Hold Please!”

The VA, has been swamped with calls since opening in 2007. The volume increased from fewer than 10,000 in 2007 to more than 500,000 last year, according to a recent Government Accountability Office report.

A 2010 calculation by the VA estimates that 22 veterans kill themselves each day. The VA, which has not updated that estimate, says the hotline “rescues” 30 veterans from suicide each day.

Some workers handle only one to five calls each day and leave before their shifts end even though phone lines have gotten busier, the emails say. As a result, 35% to 50% of the calls roll over to back-up centers where workers have less training to deal with the emotional problems of former service members.

In February, an Inspector General investigation revealed that some of the in-coming calls early last year had rolled over to back-up centers and gone to voicemail.

But we ‘care’ about the ‘troops’???!!! Shut the fuck up! Because if you really cared about the ‘troops’, your ass would be ‘manning’ the suicide hotlines in an attempt to aid those military whores in their quest for some peace of mind that they will never find since they willingly chose to surrender peace to a gun, a uniform and ‘fake-ass patriotism’! I spit on the flag and to hell with your racist ass national anthem! Shove it up YOUR pink ass! I can’t because I’m sitting this shit the fuck out!