Another Day, Another Gorgeous Salad! No Dead Animal On My Plate! No Boiled Lobster On My Plate! What’s On Yours?

I recently blogged about the fact that I don’t eat dead animals that are dead because they were slaughtered for ‘human’ consumption. And I let pictures do the talking for me. Consider this blog to be Part 2.

Below, is a delicious salad of lettuce, tomatoes, green onions, mushrooms, cucumbers and green peppers and what a joy to look at it is, not to mention how good it tastes. And the best part is, no animal was harmed killed in the making of this salad.

Beautiful, vibrant colors just brimming with health benefits and begging me to dig in.

 

Another trip to the grocery store to showcase my point and so we come to this!

Dead marine life awaiting your pleasure. Salmon, shrimp, wild caught and farm raised. Let me ask you something. How would you like it if someone scooped you up in a net in order for you to end up on someone’s dinner plate?

Dead marine life galore. Come take a look and make your selection.

All nice and spread out for observation, priced and sectioned for you to make your choice.

And look at the yellow sign in the corner. It reads, “fresh!”. How fresh can a supermarket piece of salmon be? Who in hell knows how long it took to get to the supermarket from when it was hauled out of the ocean, cut up, sectioned, and put on display for you to make your selection? Two hours? Three hours? A day? Two days? A week? Two? You tell me! Fresh, my ass!

Oh just look at that! Dead shrimp! Crabs that were killed by being boiled to death! And now you get to take them home and finish tearing them to pieces to get at the ‘meat’.

Yessiree! Whole Dungeness crabs COOKED! Meaning boiled to death to feed you! Why don’t they post the truth?

“These crabs were boiled alive until they died and now we present to you, a crab feast. Enjoy!” Oh no, you’ll never find a sign stating the truth. Just, “cooked crabs.” It sounds better like, “cooked steak.” Doesn’t it?

How long to boil live Dungeness crab?
Place the crabs in a large pot of cold water and bring to the boil slowly. Boil for 7-8 minutes per lb of crab. 3. Remove crabs from pot carefully with long tongs – they’ll be hot. Rinse it in some cold water. : paleoflourish.com/how-to-cook-dungeness-crab
For the love of !!!!!

And here, we have the ‘ring of shrimp’, cocktail sauce included. All ready for you to dip and eat!

 

Let me just state that I enjoyed champagne for years too numerous to count and so I know the difficulties of letting go, I do. But I even braved the champagne aisle to take a picture to show you that this aisle would have numerous bottles gone if I was still drinking champagne. I used to have flutes galore and even brandy snifters out the wazoo when I would drink with acquaintances who came over and wanted something a bit stronger than champagne. Courvoisier cognac was my other drink of choice, but I’ve given that up as well. The thrift store was happy to see me coming, handing over boxes of flutes and brandy snifters.

I gave this up and believe me, a champagne flute filled with champagne was for me what a baby’s bottle of formula is to a baby.

And if I can give up on champagne, you can give this up. They both are bad for us.

What the appeal is for that, I just don’t get. And I am SO glad!

So folks, I am not trying to moralize here or sermonize, I am just attempting to get you to take better care of yourselves as we all should. And one thing we can do to help the situation as it pertains to our health is to be more proactive in what we eat and drink. It really does matter and if you do decide to try it, baby steps to start out with would be just fine.  There used to be an advertisement on the buses about getting moving as in exercising and it read, “Just do it!” Try it, you just might like the results because believe me, eating dead meat for decades is going to have you looking like dead meat. On the other hand, eating this will not have the same effect. I promise you.

What’s unhealthy looking about that? And no ”animal’ was killed.

Finally, a reminder. You ARE what you eat!

 

 

 

 

 

This Is Why I Don’t Eat Meat And As The Saying Goes, “A Picture Speaks A Thousand Words.”

I will forgo my usual cussing shitstorm and let the pictures do the talking for me, but while I was out and about today driving people to the grocery store and to their appointments, I had to assist an elderly lady into the grocery store and I thought I’d just take some pictures of the animal products that were for sale. The pictures are so gross, they fair turn my stomach, they do. The ‘meat’ section is SO disgusting, I avoid it usually. But I wanted to make a point and so, I toughed it out. 

Why oh why would you want to put something this disgusting looking inside your body and not expect your body to fuck you up? Oh damn! My bad! I promised not to cuss. I’ll just let the pictures speak for me.

How in the world can that look appetizing to you?

Just looking at that makes me want to throw up and yet I have to haul around shit like that because even though I try and get people to understand that they “are what they eat,” many tell me that it is cheaper to buy this mess than to buy fresh fruits and vegetables and though this may be true to some extent, I still think that more of an effort could be made to try and eat healthier. I am not rich and yet I am able to buy fresh lettuce, tomatoes, cucumbers, green peppers, onions, squash, kale, spinach, turnips, apples, pears, berries and though I hate bananas, I still buy them for the potassium. What I must confess to is the fact that I love nothing more than a fresh salad. With balsamic vinaigrette, oh yummmmmm.  

There is nothing disgusting about that whatsoever! And I eat this every day and love it!

And if this next picture does not speak volumes, I don’t know what will!

A beautiful, colorful salad next to “Oh my gawd! RAW ground ‘beef!” UGGGHHHH!!!!

How can you eat that shit on the right? Because I need a ‘barf bag’ just looking at it!

This is appetizing to you???!!! Seriously???!!

So, are you ready to eat some ‘animal products’ now? An animal was bred for this, slaughtered in a most vile manner and then its parts were strewn here and there in order for this part to go in this bin, another part to go into yet a different bin and yet, if someone were to do this to your dog or cat, you’d be calling the cops, quick, fast and in a goddamn hurry. But that cow and that pig and even bison and chickens are fair ‘game’, eh? This is why your medicine cabinet is full of pills. This is why you are taking anti-cholesterol medications and high blood pressure pills and a whole slew of other prescriptions because if this is what you eat, this is what you are, death warmed over.

So, what’s it going to be? This?

 

Or this?

This was just one meat department. Can you imagine how many animals were slaughtered in order for their ‘meat’ to end up here? Oh gawd, just look at that. It’s sickening!

Bon Appétit

 

 

 

 

Megachurch Pastor’s Wife Got Tired Of Waiting On Her “Heavenly Reward” And So The Pastor “Saved” His Money And Bought Her A $200,000 Lamborghini SUV

 

Whatever happened to what their “Jesus” said? Mark 10:21 21Jesus looked at him and loved him. “One thing you lack,” he said. “Go, sell everything you have and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven. Then come, follow me.”

So, no one is waiting around anymore to see what treasures heaven has in store for them? They don’t really believe in the teachings of Jesus for if they did, why wouldn’t this pastor’s wife wait for her ‘heavenly reward’? Isn’t patience taught in that Bible that should be burning up in the hands of these Christian hypocrites who spout off at the mouth all day and all night about doing good deeds and worshiping the ‘Lord’?

Oh, my bad! I am doing just what the good book said I shouldn’t do.

Psalm 37:7-9 7Be still before the LORD and wait patiently for him; do not fret when people succeed in their ways, when they carry out their wicked schemes. 8Refrain from anger and turn from wrath; do not fret-it leads only to evil. 9For those who are evil will be destroyed, but those who hope in the LORD will inherit the land.

So in other words, the wicked pastor and his equally wicked wife are going to be destroyed because they refuse to give up their earthly treasures and instead, “succeed in their ways, when they carry out their wicked schemes?” Is that about right?

What I would like to know is what is the pastor preaching to his mostly Black congregation as it pertains to helping the sick and destitute, the homeless and the hungry? How many empty bellies could have been filled? How many homeless people could have been housed with $200,000. And yet, this hypocritical pastor is going on and on about how his wife is deserving of a $200,000 Lamborghini SUV because it is their anniversary and she has put up with his sorry ass for years. If he was that bad, all she need have done was to divorce his sorry ass, but the fact of the matter is, both are using the church as their own private bank account since Pastor Asshole Gray is in charge of church assets.

Pastor John Gray, who is a Cincinnati native, also remains an associate pastor at Joel Osteen’s Lakewood Church in Houston while taking the lead at Relentless. Gray has control of the assets of the Greenville church, its vision, and the future of its ministry.

And yet Pastor Asshole Gray maintains that not a penny of church money went to fund his wife’s brand spanking new $200,000 Lamborghini SUV. Yeah, I’m buying that and if you believe this bullshit then I’ve got some great beachfront property located in Death Valley, CA for sale. It’s beautiful!

How anyone can take religion seriously is a complete and utter mystery to me. But it also leads me to believe that religion is for the weak minded who cannot think for themselves and who need someone to tell them that there is indeed, life after death in some fantasy land beyond the clouds where they will find their deceased loved ones living in lavish mansions and that Black people will live side by side in complete rapture with white parasites that have fucked them up six ways from Sunday when they lived on earth.

Let me clue your ass in. This pastor is nothing more than a snake oil salesman who is selling you a pack of lies that shouldn’t even be believed by anyone with more than two brain cells connected but because you are too stupid for words and your brains cells obviously just float about and never connect, you sit up in the pew believing those lies and then turn right around and spread them. Meanwhile, Pastor Asshole is laughing all the way to the car dealership to buy his wife a $200,000 Lamborghini SUV for his wife who is also in on the scam. Religion is a fucking scam!

You are believing in the religion taught to your ancestors by the most loathsome slugs to ever slither and crawl all across this planet spouting their bullshit! Whites don’t want your Black ass living beside them on this planet and so what makes you think that they want your ass living beside them ETERNALLY in some heavenly paradise where you’re all expected to get along and no skinheads are going to come along and fuck up your goddamn day, Black folks???!!! You are sitting somewhere looking at a picture of a blond haired, blue-eyed Jesus and worshiping that freak of nature because believe me, he would have been a freak of nature coming from where he was purported to have come from. In that region, ain’t nobody that fucking fair skinned. But I guess Jesus invented the parasol and so strolled around with it covering his blond hair for his short stint on this earth. But Pastor Asshole has you singing, “What a Friend we have in Jesus, All our sins and griefs to bear! What a privilege to carry Everything to God in prayer! O what peace we often forfeit, O what needless pain we bear, All because we do not carry Everything to God in prayer!” Yep!That’s working out for you, ain’t it?

Racist cops are murdering unarmed Black women, men and children because we just refuse to “carry Everything to God in prayer,” is that it? Our friend, Jesus doesn’t seem to fucking be listening to our ‘prayers’, does he? And do you want to know why? Dumbass, it is because there is NO Jesus. He is a figment of a white motherfucker’s imagination that is used to keep your ass in line just like everything else whitey pink ass has thought up to keep Black people in line and it works, every damn time!

And frankly Black pastors, who are themselves, fucking coonhead sellouts have taken up the bullshit and are using it to fleece their Black congregations and yet do fuck all about Black child poverty, the school-to-prison pipeline, Black mass underemployment and Black mass unemployment, hunger, homelessness, drug addiction, gangs, gang warfare, prostitution and the fucking list is endless because Pastor Assholes are somewhere taking the funds from the church coffers and buying Armani suits and $200,000 Lamborghini SUVs for their whorish ass wives. And I hear tell that yet another Pastor Asshole wanted his congregation to foot the bill for a private jet for his ass.

Minister Creflo Dollar asks for $60 million in donations for a new jet

(CNN)Creflo Dollar is hoping a few folks will see fit to bless him.

The minister, known for being a prosperity preacher at his Atlanta-area World Changers Church International, is seeking “200,000 people committed to sow $300 or more (to) help achieve our goal to purchase the G650 airplane.”
The figures were presented Friday in a nearly six-minute video on the Creflo Dollar Ministries website and total more than $60 million needed to buy the Gulfstream G650, which goes for a reported $65 million.
He wants ‘people’ to bless him? I thought GOD was supposed to bless him if GOD saw fit. Again I ask the question, “How does ANYONE take this shit seriously?” What is wrong with people? These Pastor Assholes are milking people for everything they can get in order to live lavishly and so who is paying any attention to what is supposedly preached from the pulpit by these Pastor Assholes?
Jesus told him, “If you want to be perfect, go and sell what you own and give the money to the destitute, and you will have treasure in heaven. Then come back and follow me.” Jesus said to him, “If you wish to be perfect, go sell your possessions and give the money to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven. Then come, follow me.”
Not even Pastor Asshole is listening to what he is supposed to be preaching, but go ahead. Head inside a ‘palace of worship’ and put your tithes into that collection plate and straight into Pastor Asshole’s $200,000 Lamborghini SUV fund and Pastor Asswipe’s Gulfstream G650 airplane fund, which goes for a reported $65 million. And then pass right on by the homeless on your way back to your modest digs. Pass right on by the line at the food bank. Pass on by the drug addict on the corner. Pass on by the drunk sitting in the alley who is mentally ill because he joined the U.S. military and when his mind got fucked up, the U.S. military couldn’t use him anymore and the Veterans Administration told him to head to the back of a non-existent line and wait for help. Pass on by all who need help and who will never receive any because the federal government has gut the hell out of the safety net and churches are too busy hosting fundraisers for $200,000 Lamborghini SUVs and $65 million dollar Gulfstream airplanes to drive and jet their asshole hypocritical ‘men of the cloth’ and their wives to who the fuck knows where. But one thing we should all know is that they are not heading somewhere to help a needy soul. That much should be crystal clear even to a motherfucker who has had a lobotomy.
And for those in Black churches, especially in the south, I’ll leave you with a poem I wrote because it is most appropriate for this piece!

“Jesus! A Minute Of Your Time!”

Some nights, when I cannot fall asleep,
I do not ask the Lord my soul to keep.
Once I believed, but I do not believe anymore.
He never heals the sick or feeds the poor.

His ‘holy’ men just take the tithes from fools,
who by rights should get a refund from their schools,
for believing in a fairy tale of such bull,
and pretending that an empty cup is full.

If I once believed in God, that ship has sailed,
nor can I pray to a man they say was nailed.
For if they did exist, why have they ignored the cries
of all the ‘holy men’ who spout tall tales and lies?

Their brainwashed flock, they will believe,
those who get paid to lie, con and deceive.
And who promise that the sick will all be healed
and that Blacks will not be jailed or shot and killed.

Next Sunday, look at the picture on the wall.
Kneel before it and in a deep, southern drawl,
say, “Jesus, a minute of your time!”
“Why is Black skin at the scene of every crime?”
“What wrong did we ever do to you,
“that would make you hate us for it too?”
 “I listen to your word, oh Lord on high!”
 “So once again, I have to ask you why?”
 “If you exist, and there really is no sign,
at how much evil, will you finally draw the line?”

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

 

Their brainwashed flock, they will believe,
those who get paid to lie, con and deceive.”

The above is SO true, it ain’t even fucking funny!

 

Through Red And Angry Eyes!

 

When I first started blogging,
I was gentle as a lamb.
But today, my rants and ravings
couldn’t compete in a poetry slam.

Oh I come out smoking hot,
full of rage and indignation
at a society of clueless cretins
who compound my own frustration.

When I said my pen was drained,
just a few short years ago,
I should have thrown in the towel,
but what kept me going was my ego.

I was such an attention seeker
who was so pleased with what I wrote,
I quite forgot to temper my anger
and on my own bile, I almost choke.

I’ve written many a poem
and what I once thought of as prose,
but now I foam at the mouth
and no poem, can I compose.

Through red and angry eyes,
I view the world with a vengeful gaze.
I no longer believe in humanity
or think there is hope for better days.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2018 Shelby I. Courtland

I remember when I first started blogging, I was inspired and had not yet been tainted by all of the things that have now made me rage and lash out at the world. I am filled with such a white hot blazing anger that some times, I quite fear that I shall go mad. I used to pen poems about the homeless and oh how sincere I was. That is why I titled this blog, “Bringing Social Issues To The Forefront,” because I wanted to highlight the societal ills that affected so many people. I wanted to try and shed a spotlight on those who are forgotten, overlooked and ignored. I wanted to shed a light on human suffering, but by doing so, I suffered for it. Those of us who are truly caring, apparently, can only take but so much before it starts tearing away at our very soul. I am becoming something I once abhorred; a cold, callous, hateful and vengeful person who has lost her way.

I cannot find in me the poetry that once used to flow so freely from my mind to my fingers. And that is why I don’t post poems anymore. I just don’t have them in me; not the ones that I look back on and read and I can tell that I put deep feeling into them; they are me. What I write now is what I have turned into.

There have been so many people that I have fallen out with who I used to hold in high esteem, but because of what I allowed in, I’ve cussed people out, called them out and have hurt people and that was never who I was, but that is who I am now. We are letting the evil that is in the very air we breathe into our bodies and that evil is building in strength and we are hating each other because we have allowed others to feed us their hate, their callousness, their disregard for human life, their greed, their selfishness and their depravity and we have, some of us that is, swallowed it down and brought it back up. We are consumed with hatred for each other like I’ve never seen before and I am quite guilty of this. Most days I am livid from the time I wake up until the time I close my eyes in sleep and I carry this around with me every single day. I do not like what I have become and if I continue to feed the flames of hatefulness that has consumed so many, I can no longer take the high road. I must admit that I am just like them.

And lastly, I did not even heed the words of my own poem, “Yield Not To Temptation!”

“This Ain’t Wakanda!”

This is right on time! I had to share!

https://shahallah.wordpress.com/2018/02/21/black-people-fell-for-the-okie-doke-again-smh-pt-33/

So, to ALL the Black folks who spent your money on African garb and headdresses, paid a mint for popcorn and sodas and nacho cheese chips and Hershey bars and Nestle bars, and who left the movie theater after viewing “Black Panther” screaming, “Wakanda Forever!,”when you got back to the ‘hood’, that’s not yet gentrified, and you stepped on used syringe needles of Black heroin addicts and gazed upon the used condoms of johns that frequent drug-addicted prostitutes and when you got shot in the ass after having been caught in the crossfires of gang shootouts over drug turf, did “Black Panther” come down off that movie screen upon hearing you scream, “Wakanda Forever?”

There is no goddamn Wakanda! There never has been a Wakanda and there never will be a Wakanda. The only thing that’s going down over in Africa is the same shit that’s going down in America; the entire continent of Africa is owned by white men, the same as our asses in AmeriKKKa are owned by white men. And for Black folks to sit somewhere on your stupid asses getting all hyped up about some fiction shit when horrifying REAL shit is going down every day in Black ghettos and in prisons where almost 3 million Black men and women are slaving away for corporations, is just beyond ridiculous! I can only shake my head over the continuation of your cluelessness, ignorance and willingness to be made a fool of, daily!

There is no fake ass Disney Black Panther coming to save you from mass incarceration, police brutality, police murder of Blacks, gentrification, a school-to-prison pipeline, mass poverty, mass homelessness, income inequality, home foreclosures, sky-rocketing rents, poisoned water, water-shutoffs and the goddamn list is endless. But there you sit, proudly shouting and screaming with your fake ass African costumes on about some made up African kingdom while your son sits beside you, looking up at your awestruck gaze and at the foolishness on the screen and wondering why he does not live in “Wakanda!” You’re not even a “Black Panther” to your own children because when they head home, they get the video games out and to hell with homework for if not, then why is the school drop out rate for Black children so high? Is screaming for “Wakanda” going to help out with this?

With a goddamn flaming, racist, bigoted president that’s called all African countries AND Haiti, “Shitholes!” where the hell do you think you stand in this particular shithole? But “Wakanda!” to the rescue, right? Disney’s “Black Panther!” to the rescue, right? Some of you Black folks are dumber than a goddamn horse and that’s putting it mildly. Skinhead groups are gaining members daily. This president backs them up while you are sitting in a theater gazing avidly at a fictional kingdom in Africa when even if you was to drag your ass back to Africa, those Africans wouldn’t spit on you to put a fire out on your ass. In all these centuries past, when has an African country made a statement condemning the fact that Africans allowed other Africans to be stolen from that region? When has there ever been a call from any ‘kingdom’ in Africa for all of descendants of African slaves to come back to the glories of the motherland to be welcomed into the fold? Not ever! There are no African kingdoms. There are only corrupt African leaders in every region in Africa who are still selling out their own people just like in days of old. That is why our Black asses are sitting here looking at a goddamn stupid ass movie that in no way even pretends to depict just what the hell really is going on in Africa.

Black people always have to be entertained. You will spend your money on anything that will entertain you or to make you up to look as much like your oppressors as you can. Fake ass European hair weaves, fake ass braids, fake ass wigs, fake ass nails, fake ass makeup. That is all Black people are about, fake ass shit and fantasy while the rest of the world is fully cognizant of their plight while we want to be entertained. We want to believe that we are doing something by donning a dashiki with an African headdress and running inside a theater to look at more fake ass shit! We will even take up some holiday, talking about we’re celebrating Kwanzaa. What the fuck does Kwanzaa have to do with you? You’re fucking not African! Ever with the pretense that your history began in Africa. Your history begins with your own family here in AmeriKKKa. You can’t even manage to love the members of your own immediate family but yet, you want to get DNA tests done to see which fucking tribe you belong to in a land that lays no claim to your ass. How stupid is that? And what are you going to do if you find out that someone in your ancestral tree came from the Congo? Go over there and get raped, brutalized and terrorized like those women and  children who live in the Congo?

“In eastern Congo, rape and sexual violence are routinely employed as weapons to subjugate villages and terrorize entire communities. From old women to young children, the soldiers do not discriminate; the stories of their brutality and torture are so horrific that they rarely reach western ears. Inside the country, however, the locals have accepted mass rape as the status quo; even women who have been attacked will tell you: “This is just Congolese life.”

Yeah! That’s “Wakanda,” ain’t it? Did you read that? Even OLD WOMEN are not safe from being raped, brutalized and tortured. But your African head wrap and dashiki enables you to share their pain, doesn’t it? But they’re not supposed to be treated like that since they are living in “Wakanda!” being protected by their king, the “Black Panther” according to your dumb, stupid ass and Walt Disney Pictures!

“Decades of civil war before South Sudan became a nation and continuing to the present have left it one of the poorest countries in the world. Wracked by conflict, the young nation hasn’t been able to provide its people the basics of adequate healthcare, education, and income opportunities. Children are paying the price with their lives.

More than 5.7 million South Sudanese don’t have enough food to sustain themselves, and food insecurity continues to rise, likely reaching 6 million mid-2018. Nearly 4 million people are displaced because of conflict and hunger, including 2 million who have fled to neighboring countries since December 2013. Uganda hosts more than 1 million refugees from South Sudan; 60 percent of the displaced are children.”

This child in South Sudan wants to know “Where is Black Panther?” And where is “Wakanda?”

And I suppose, that’s also, “Wakanda?” It is quite apparent that I could continue in this vein, but the point should be well made. There is nothing for any Black person to feel ‘good’ about after having watched “Black Panther.” Let me ask you something. Did you Black men dress up like Tyler Perry did in all of his “Madea” movies when you went to watch them? Did you dress in drag to go see, say, “Madea Goes To Jail?” But for some strange ass reason, the whites release a movie about a non-existent kingdom in Africa where some supposed super hero is king and there you go, completely outfitted as though you, yourselves are royalty from a rich kingdom in Africa when you’re nothing more than weak, punk ass bitches who can’t even tell when you’re being used. How much of your money that you just gave over to see Black Panther will make it into the hands of Black people within their few remaining communities? NONE! Because Black people, even while living in their few remaining communities are still handing their money over to the Koreans, the Pakistanis, the Chinese, the whites; every one else but to another Black person.

I just recently moved from Baltimore, MD and I can tell you from first hand experience that there is no sign of “Wakanda Forever!” going on all up in Baltimore, MD. There is, however, plenty of heroin and crack addicts. There are plenty of Black people nodding on methadone. There are plenty who are mentally ill and homeless. There are plenty who have been shot by the cops and who actually survived, but who are wheel-chair bound and still full of bullets they’ll eventually die from. There are so many gangs, they’ve lost count. Baltimore recorded 343 homicides last year. Was this due to “Black Panther” coming in and ridding Baltimore of all the bad cops and bad, bad whitey? Hell no! These shootings were all about Black men shooting each other to death over drug turf or other Black people shooting each other just for the hell of it. One Black woman, who did not live in a kingdom, but lived in a housing project, was shot dead by a teenager simply because she called the police to stop this particular teenager from stealing her child’s bike, AGAIN! The Black teen shot this mother in her face, in front of her children, and calmly walked away. “Wakanda Forever!” Buy your dashikis here! If it were not so ridiculously sad, it would be funny to picture the lot of you sitting up in a theater looking as stupid as you could possibly look in your dashikis and African head wraps. I can only imagine since I will never be foolish enough to sit alongside you as you display your ignorance for all to see. Black folks, I don’t know why, but you continue to amaze me over how you are not even embarrassed at how stupid you really are, especially the so-called, adults!

This is Baltimore’s “Wakanda!” What a rich looking kingdom to be proud of, that is!

..and this is also Baltimore’s “Wakanda!”

Black people, just keep on heading in the direction that you are heading in and you will find something alright, but believe me, the last thing you will find is “Black Panther” coming to save you and take you to “Wakanda Forever!” Every single day, you have less and less to lose and yet, you never gain any knowledge from your losses. More’s the goddamn pity!

A Christmas Without Gifts?

 

 

 

A Christmas without gifts?
Would it really be so bad?
Has anyone ever died
because they missed a TV ad?

Every goddamn year,
people fight over ‘smart TVs’
and camp out at a store
like trained chimpanzees.

Into the store you go.
You do exactly as you’re told.
On Monday, hit the keyboard,
and yet, another diamond sold.

What holiday is this?
Did you miss the memo too?
What happened to peace and love?
You’ve turned this earth into a zoo!

Fights broke out here!
There’s shooting over there!
You stomp each other every year
trying to buy some Tupperware!

So, you’ve got your shopping done.
For those gifts, yes you did brawl.
You found everything you need,
but was Jesus at the mall?

Now, sing your songs about his birth.
Oh, what joy it brings!
You hocked your ass to death
for all those stupid things!

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2017 Shelby I. Courtland

Today, I was asked if I had my Christmas shopping done. The question was posed by a stranger, someone who obviously did not know me. And I answered, “No one is getting a damn thing from me! They never do!” And I was quite surprised when the lady stated that she was of the same mindset and that she had ditched that shopping madness shit years ago. I told her, “Good for her!” There were others around and we had a lively conversation about this. Here in my neck of the woods, there weren’t many long lines snaking around stores waiting for them to open. Many people are as fed up with this spoon fed shop ’til you drop shit as I am and here I thought I was out in left field all by my lonesome in my views of what the ‘celebration’ is supposed to be about.

Long before Christmas even rolls around, even before Thanksgiving, we are bombarded with advertisements to spend, spend, spend money that we don’t even have but because deep discounts are touted, we are made to feel that if we don’t hock something at least, to buy that too good to miss TV deal that we are just slackers. There is never even time to sit down at a table to try and be thankful that we are alive on Thanksgiving Day because before that day and even during that day, we are told to go out and shop. We are told to buy a turkey with all the trimmings and then get right up, head out the door and make sure that we keep shareholders of corporations in the black while our financial situation is in the red.

There are many people who are living paycheck to paycheck and who can barely keep a roof over their head and with their paychecks not keeping up with inflation; the high cost of living, they are still expected to pull money out of their ass to buy gifts. What in the world could you possibly need since you go through this mess every single year? How many TVs and Keurig coffee makers, microwave ovens, vacuum cleaners, SUVs and the list is endless do you really need?

The next time you are out driving around, visit a landfill just to get some idea of what we use and then throw away. What will it take to get you to realize that those boxes, Styrofoam, plastic and associated items to keep that coffee maker secure inside that box are filling up landfills everywhere, not to mention, the toxins that come from those products are seeping into our groundwater and we are drinking them every single day. You don’t ever wonder at the price we pay for our headlong rush to get some great deals, but it will all soon come back to bite us on the ass. If you really cared for your children and your grandchildren, you would sit them down and explain to them why you are not getting them something that they’ll play with for a few minutes and then toss to the side. You would explain to them that their very lives depend on you not shopping for yet another doll, another video game, another toy and another and another.

At least I can be thankful that some people are finally waking up and realizing that they have been nothing more than mindless shopping drones who have been programmed to spend too much money to enable shareholders to happily deposit their dividend checks and to enable CEOs of corporations to buy yet another island paradise with that bonus check thanks to overzealous shopping habits because of commercials insisting that you spend yourself to death.

A Christmas without gifts? Would it really be so bad?

Trump To Dead Soldiers Widow, “He Knew What He Was Signing Up For When He Enlisted.”

 

Donald Trump speaks the truth AGAIN and AGAIN the fallout is unbelievable!

President Trump told the widow of one of the soldiers killed in Niger that he “knew what he was getting into,” said U.S. Rep. Frederica Wilson (D-Miami), who said she was in the car where the phone call was received.

Army Sgt. La David Johnson was purportedly in Niger advising local troops on how to counter Boko Haram and al Qaeda when he and three other American soldiers were leaving a meeting whereupon they were shot dead. So much for their role as ‘advisers’. Now, we are not focusing on exactly why the government of Niger is in need of America’s military to advise them on how to handle their own business, issues or problems that’s got nothing whatsoever to do with America. We are to focus on what Donald Trump is alleged to have said to a widow about her dead husband.

Black-assed, dead Army Sgt. La David Johnson had no business in Niger in the first place. What happens in Niger is Niger’s business and yet, Sgt. Johnson was in Niger minding Niger’s business and in the process, got himself shot dead. Is America at war with Niger? Has anyone in Niger sent a missile to America? Has a ‘terrorist’ from Niger escaped Niger’s officials, boarded a plane, landed in America and promptly shot up hundreds of people as was the case with the ‘white’ terrorist that did exactly that in Las Vegas a few weeks ago? Uh…that would be a resounding “NO!”

So, yes indeed, Sgt. Johnson got exactly what he signed on the dotted line for. He signed on the dotted line to KILL OR BE KILLED and so no one should be surprised at all that Sgt. Johnson was killed. He had a gun, did he not? He was taught how to use that gun, was he not? And so whose fault is it that the other guy got the upper hand on Sgt. Johnson? It was Sgt. Johnson’s fault. No one told him to have eyes in the back of his head? No one told him that everyone he meets is presumably an enemy? So, keep your head low and your gun ready? Too bad, so sad, shit happens, right? Right!

Now, let’s all get bent-out-of-shape because Donald Trump told Sgt. Johnson’s widow that he “knew what he was getting into,” because Sgt. Johnson’s widow did not know did she? Of course she did! Did she think that Sgt. Johnson’s checks were issued on his behalf for reparations? No! Did she think Sgt. Johnson’s checks were issued on his behalf because he was providing modeling services for the U.S. military? No! Get real! Sgt. Johnson and his family were housed, fed and received medical coverage because Sgt. Johnson signed his body over to the elites killing squads known as the U.S. military. He signed any rights he had to live over to the elites when he signed the dotted line to “kill or be killed.” The elites don’t care about Sgt. Johnson, nor do they care about his widow and his children who are left behind to mourn their father who would rather be over in Niger minding Niger’s business over minding his own. No one forced Sgt. Johnson to sign on the dotted line. No one held a ‘gun’ to his head and made him fly over to Niger to ‘advise’ Niger’s officials as to how to fight who the hell knows who!

Did Sgt. Johnson know what he was signing up for when he enlisted? Damn right, he did! And for that he got just what every dead soldier receives; he got a flag-draped coffin. Now, whether or not his family received letter or a phone call from his commander-in-chief is anyone’s guess, but he got just what he signed on the dotted line for. So, if you don’t expect to get shot dead when you sign on the dotted line to “kill or be killed,” then don’t sign on the dotted line. I do understand that Americans are some stupid shits, but even this should be crystal clear to you. And if it looks to you as though those who send you to foreign lands to “kill or be killed,” don’t give a damn about you, it is because they don’t give a damn about you! Donald Trump was a draft dodger because he was not about to risk his neck for not a goddamn thing because why should his ass suit up and fight the elites wars? He thumbed his nose at “risking his life for love of country, freedom, liberty and justice;” because he knew what you can’t seem to understand in that these are mere useless words that have no meaning for the likes of Donald Trump and the elites who send other peoples children to die for no cause at all. This country has never stood for freedom, liberty and justice because this country has never understood what those words mean and so just how can you fight for something that has no bearing on a country you were born in? You cannot. You are not fighting to keep America safe. You are fighting for American hegemony; you are fighting for elites to own and control the world just as they own and control you! But because they feed you patriotic bullshit, you lap that shit up, swallow it down and beg for more and then get pissed off because someone stated the obvious to you; that you “knew what you were signing up for when you enlisted.”

You fight for something that never was. You are killed for nothing! There is no honor in dying for hypocrisy and that is exactly what you are dying for; for America to continue to reign supreme when it comes to hypocrisy. How can a nation that is filled with hatred, white supremacy, illegitimacy, stolen lands, stolen people, bigotry, prejudice, Jim Crow, slavery, racism and mass murder ever be synonymous with freedom, justice and liberty? It cannot, not when a gnat couldn’t wipe its ass on the amount of freedom, justice and liberty that can be found in America. You die because you are too stupid to see beyond the fake ass displays of patriotism; a flag that is literally dripping with the blood of Indians and slaves. You die because you are too blind to see past the first stanza of the national anthem; an anthem that pays homage to slavery, an anthem that you are supposed to sing proudly as you are led off to fight people you have never met and who bear you no ill will but yet, you expect them to not want to kill those who are in their lands minding their business. You die because you are too willing to be a tool for those who wouldn’t spit on you if you were on fire to help put it out but for whom you willingly and knowingly and with malice forethought sign up to do their dirty work and then when you are killed, they tell your family members, “He knew what he was signing up for when he enlisted.” Oh yes, he knew! And Sgt. Johnson signed up any way.

“So Mrs. Johnson, when your baby is born, tell your baby that his father died for hypocrisy. His father died for nothing. His father died to protect slavery, stolen lands, stolen people, hypocrisy, rape, torture, enslavement, whips, shackles, chains, prejudice, bigotry, racism, white supremacy, capitalism, neo-liberalism, American hegemony. Yeah! You tell him/her that!”

 

And for Black folks to take up arms in defense of this shithole called America is a disgrace to your slave ancestors who fought against the Americans; who fought with English soldiers for their freedom. Francis Scott Key who purportedly wrote the national anthem; the star-spangled banner, had his ass handed to him by a battalion of Colonial Marines; Black men who were fighting on the side of the English. Key was so pissed off that he got his comeuppance at the hands of Black men that he wrote, in favor of slavery, in one of the stanzas of the star-spangled banner, the stanza that you never heard sung by Whitney Houston, Mary J. Blige, Ray Charles, Queen Latifah, Alicia Keys, Jennifer Hudson, Luther Vandross, Beyoncé and others. Oh, no! You never heard this stanza being sung, but you had damn well better believe that those who sang the first stanza knew about this one!

And where is that band who so vauntingly swore,
That the havoc of war and the battle’s confusion
A home and a Country should leave us no more?
Their blood has wash’d out their foul footstep’s pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave,
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

At Black people, especially those who should know better, I can only shake my head over their willful acceptance of third class citizenship in a country that continues to view them as slaves and will forever do so. You perform for Massa today just as your ancestors did hundreds of years ago, just as Sgt. Johnson did until he got what he signed up for. “No refuge could save the hireling and the slave from the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave.” No, indeed it could not! Just you ask Sgt. Johnson and his widow!

There Is A Simple Solution To ‘Ramsomware’, But You Don’t Want To Hear It!

 

What is this ‘Wannacry ransomware’ or ‘WannaCrypt ransomware’?

‘Ransomware’ is a type of malicious software designed to block access to a computer system until a sum of money is paid.

On Friday, the world experienced the wrath of a well-coordinated ransomware attack, known as WannaCrypt. The attack caused Britain’s NHS to cancel surgeries, a wide array of Russian and Chinese private and public institutions to be crippled most of the day, and the rest of the world to recoil in shock.

How could a single piece of malware that exploited a vulnerability identified long ago by the NSA, and leaked last month by a group called the Shadow Brokers, wreak so much havoc?

Yes indeed, how could this malware have wreaked so much havoc? It’s simple. Because we are stupid. We have grown so dependent on technology and artificial intelligence that we have lost our intelligence. In handing over every aspect of our lives to machines, we have given up any privacy we had which includes our medical records, our social security number; our very identity. This is why we are constantly hearing of identity theft and this has produced another corporation to operate in order to ‘restore our good name’ and to take back what was stolen from thieves, for a price, of course.

Now along comes this ransomware software that has been holding computer systems hostage until money is paid in the form of Bitcoin. If there were no computers, would this have even happened? Of course not.

The article goes on to state that Britain’s National Health Service had to cancel surgeries. Would the NHS have had to cancel surgeries a mere thirty years ago? No! Because medical records were kept in the form of folders in a file cabinet. You remember those, don’t you? Your doctor came into the exam room with your paper file and in it were your medical records and all that was needed to ensure that you’d had all of your immunizations, checkups and any upcoming medical events. You received a telephone call to remind you of any preparations you needed to make before surgery and guess what, we did fine. But now, since all medical records are electronic and are at the mercy of anyone who wants to underhandedly try and hold them for ‘ransom’, we’ve got a problem. This is only the beginning. You can’t see how easy it is for your information to end up in the hands of those who seek to profit from it? All the hacking of your credit/debit cards taught you nothing? Of course not because you are still handing them over. You don’t even remember a time before there were credit/debit cards, do you? More’s the pity because we were all the better for it.

What we have here is ‘civilization’, is it not? And how well is that working out for us? We are so happy, aren’t we? Can’t you tell just by going on Facebook and Twitter? Isn’t everyone just loving all up and down on each other? No one is sending vitriolic comments back and forth. Family members are not blocking one another over political differences, are they? Can you not see what is happening to us? We are descending, not into civilized mode, but into such boorish, uncouth and vulgar behavior, we would put Neanderthals to the blush. But we have all the creature comforts we could possibly want; electricity, running water, indoor toilets, computers, video games, garage door openers, devices that turn on/off our lights, open our doors, alarms for our homes, vehicles to get us to where we want to go, airplanes to get us there even faster and trains for the view. We’ve got it all. And this has made us most happy. So, why then, this?

HOUSTON —
Americans actually report being among the most unhappy people in the world.
Anti-depressant usage has increased 400 percent since 1994. So why are so many people may be unhappy, and what you can do to change that?

According to the Center for Disease Control and Prevention, about one in 10 adults in America reports being clinically depressed.

It’s probably more than that. Why are we unhappy? We’ve got it all, don’t we? We’ve got ALL the creature comforts and so then, why are we depressed? Why are we on opioids? Why are we committing suicide at alarming rates?

Suicide; The Saddest Trend
“America is in the grip of a sustained raise in the suicide rate across all age groups and for both sexes. From 1999 to 2014, the suicide rate rose by 24%. The numbers are adjusted to take account of aging. Men shoot themselves; women take poison. There has been a rise in suffocation and strangulation.”

Add to this the fact that we are a nation of addicts, as well.

Inside a Killer Drug Epidemic: A Look at America’s Opioid Crisis

Opioid addiction is America’s 50-state epidemic. It courses along Interstate highways in the form of cheap smuggled heroin, and flows out of “pill mill” clinics where pain medicine is handed out like candy. It has ripped through New England towns, where people overdose in the aisles of dollar stores, and it has ravaged coal country, where addicts speed-dial the sole doctor in town licensed to prescribe a medication.

Public health officials have called the current opioid epidemic the worst drug crisis in American history, killing more than 33,000 people in 2015. Overdose deaths were nearly equal to the number of deaths from car crashes. In 2015, for the first time, deaths from heroin alone surpassed gun homicides.

Again I ask, why are we a nation of addicts when we should be celebrating ALL that we have in the form of technology? Technology has given us all of our creature comforts. We don’t have to use a washboard to do our laundry like our grandmothers had to do. We don’t have to go out back and use the toilet like many of our folks in the south had to do. We don’t have to dry our clothing on the clothesline. We’ve got dryers for that. We’ve got microwaves so we don’t have to wait to eat. We’ve got mixers so we can beat that cake batter so much faster. We’ve got a device that will even open and close our window blinds for us. Look at all the gadgets we’ve got. Hell! Even our car can park itself and some can drive without us. And soon, kiosks are coming to fast food restaurants and so we don’t even have to bother with ordering our fast food from a person, we’ll just punch in on a screen what we want and voila, our order is complete. So why are we unhappy, pill popping, suicidal, stressed out and willing to be held hostage by malware? I’ll tell you why. This is not civilization. This is not paradise. This is us aiding and abetting in our own demise. This is what those who are behind the scenes had in store for us all the time.

We are a Social Security number, a credit score, a zip code, an insurance risk, a medical records number on a computer, but we are never, ever seen as human and so we don’t even think of each other as human and this is why we treat each other like shit. This is not civilization. This is a dystopian society; a society of human oppression, misery and disease. And we are all held hostage by the very devices we think we need in order to exist. We don’t need these things. These ‘things’ need us. Those who implement these ‘things’ and who control these ‘things’ need us. We don’t need them. We work because we think we need to and we are only prolonging our misery and our suffering and those who put this all into play are counting on us never realizing and waking up to the fact that we are aiding and abetting in assuring that our suffering and misery will continue until we either get so depressed, we take drugs or we just step up on a stool, put a rope around our necks and then step off that stool.

Why is money important? Who made money important? What do you think would happen if there was a hacker who could bring down our entire electric grid? Oh I’ve read articles telling us that ‘90% of us would be dead in no time flat’. That is just not true. Those of us who are alive today just cannot remember a time when there was no power grid to begin with. Did those people die? Did they all starve? If they did, we would not be here. Think about that. Our so-called creature comforts which are a direct result of an electric grid are what is standing between us and the simple things in life that were all we needed until we were told otherwise. We were told that we needed to buy a house and so get a mortgage. Go to the bank and hock yourself for 30 years and then work for someone to pay for that house because that was the American dream. And millions of us did just that. We were told that the horse and buggy was too slow. Now, you have an automobile and is it getting you where you want to go any faster? Those hours you spend sitting in traffic, a horse could have galloped by you multiple times. And you would not be choking on carbon dioxide fumes. The Amish don’t seem to mind getting around via horse and buggy or not having electricity and so then why are we willingly going along with this ‘Utopia’ which is anything but? Who is controlling us? Who is getting rich off us? Who made the barter system obsolete? Who got us hating one another since we feel we don’t need each other or that we can’t depend on each other like we used to do so many, many years ago?

You see, the so-called ‘elites’ are counting on us not waking up to the realization that money could be made redundant just as they would be if we no longer gave money any value. And to devalue money, to make money worthless is to quit buying and to not buy into the fallacy that without money, life would end. Life would actually begin without money. Think about it. Why have they made it illegal to live off-grid? Because by doing so, you are not giving money any value. You have devalued money. You’ve made it redundant. You’ve made those who’ve made money mean everything to us, redundant and so therefore, there would be no place for them, no use for them and no use for money. We would actually need each other, depend on each other which is what we used to do.  The cops and the military are only there to protect the interests of the ‘elites’. They are there to serve them, not us. And you cannot see this?

I remember when I was growing up, there used to be what was called, ‘rent parties’. If someone did not have enough to pay their rent, folks in the neighborhood would host dinners and every mother would cook and offer plates of food to be sold at the ‘rent party’  and the money would be handed over to tide the person who lost their job over until they got back on their feet. Now, we use ‘GoFundMe’. But the thing about that is, could it be caught up in the next ‘ransomware’ attack and the money stolen by hackers? Again, just something to think about.

It is really sad when there is an epidemic of drug addicts and suicides. It is really sad when people have allowed themselves to be played for that ‘almighty dollar’. And the sad fact is that churches are part of the problem. If ‘Jesus’ could preach by the Sea of Galilee, then why the need for all of these palaces of worship? If Jesus had nothing but contempt for what he called, ‘the moneychangers’ and began to cast them out of the temple, what does that tell you about how Jesus felt about money? You cannot have it both ways; worship Jesus and money. You don’t worship, nor do you adhere to the teachings of Jesus because if you did, you would ‘leave your worldly goods behind and follow him’. But you’re hypocrites because you won’t do that. You are the ‘moneychangers’; the hypocrites that Jesus cast out of the temple. Money is not buying us happiness. Money is only buying us someone else’s illusion of ‘happiness’ and it’s not working for millions, if not billions of us. Think about it.

And Jesus said,

What see I here? Shall my Father’s house be thus dishonored? Is this the house of God, or is it a market-place? How can the strangers who come from the land of the Gentiles to worship God perform their devotions in this tumult of usury? And you,” he continued, advancing a step toward the priests, who stared at him in amazement, “You priests, guardians of the temple, can you see this abomination and permit it to continue? Woe be unto you! He who searches the heart knows why you encourage such disorder. “Away with you from here, servants to Mammon! I command it. Take what belongs to you and quit the holy place!”

Although I am not religious because religion has been turned into whatever your preacher deems it is, I am sure that you can see your own church or house of worship in the above paragraph. And so what does that say for you? Think about it while you’re sitting in traffic choking on fumes and playing with your smartphone.  Think about the fact that the reason why you won’t do anything about your situation other than become a drug addict or commit suicide is because we have been made soft and pliable and this is why despite all of our so-called creature comforts, we are the most depressed, drug addicted suicidal ‘people’ that never lived! And those who put this all into play are counting on our very acquiescence; our submission to the continued status quo and we will not disappoint them.

Our Annihilation Begun!

together

She had rough, woolen tresses; a big afro
that she tamed with braids in a neat cornrow.
Her deep, dark tone had a sunlit glow
and beautiful brown eyes in the shape of a doe.

In the fields at dusk, she straightens her back
and heads towards her one room shack,
where there’s a white man waiting to get her in the sack
to produce another baby that’s only half black.

Nine months later, her child is born,
with features distorted, she looks on with scorn.
This creature from her body should have been stillborn
or better yet, from her womb; ripped and torn.

She muffles his cries with a hand to his face,
staring down in dismay over the erasure of her race.
How could a just god allow this to take place?
When did all Blacks sin and be cast in disgrace?

For no deep, dark tone had the skin of her son,
as man did conspire to void what nature had done.
And the lies were told; such tall tales were spun.
The black race wiped out, our annihilation begun.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2017 Shelby I. Courtland

The annihilation of our race started hundreds of years ago and it continues to this very day. As we still reel from the horrors of slavery, an entire race of people are confused and self-hating and are contributing to their own downfall and annihilation through killing one another, drug abuse, gang activity, prostitution and the prevalence of STDs and the mixing of the races, thus erasing us out of history. Our strong bloodline is weakened every single time we mix it with that of those who are not one of us. Why do we do this? For what does it gain us? It gains us nothing and takes everything. Our seed is polluted when mixed with others. At first, we were forced into having sex with our enemies, but now, we willingly engage in intercourse with them. This is sickening.

My own son impregnated and married a white girl. They were divorced two years later, but from that union, they produced a girl. This child refuses to even acknowledge her Black relatives. She has stated, and in no uncertain terms, that if anything happens to her father, she wants a ‘white’ friend at school to ask her parents to adopt her as she wants nothing to do with people who do not look like her. Now, my mother almost had a stroke upon hearing this. I, however, was not shocked because the little hussy has always been this way. And as I am sure many of you will most likely wonder at my so obvious lack of feelings for this pretentious piece of baggage, it should be known that despite all attempts to engage this child in grandmother to grandchild activities, it has proved, fruitless. The last time I saw her, she refused to even turn her head and speak to me. My mother has not seen her in years despite them living in the same town.

The child’s mother’s relatives are all toothless hillbillies; the epitome of trailer park trash. In fact, that is where she was conceived, in a trailer in a park and yet this little hussy thinks that she is better than the ‘Black’ side of the family. Nothing could be further from the truth. This is what we perpetuate when we mix our blood with that of our enemies. So, a word of caution. Before you decide to get down with the swirl, I’d think on what I was about to do if I were you as I think that what I have described here is more prevalent than you think.

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!