Happy International Women’s Day??!!! Are You Fucking Kidding??!!

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Women all over the world, this is such a great day in the year of no lord 2015. We celebrate the fact that in America, women have produced a nation of killers and these killers are without conscience or heart and women gave birth to that shit. So, pat yourselves on the goddamn back and celebrate International Women’s Day here in America over the fucked up offspring that you produced and let loose on an unsuspecting world.

Is International Women’s Day celebrated in Yemen, you know, where the innocent children of other women are getting killed by drones that are guided by the twisted shit born to women in America? Will International Women’s Day be celebrated in Iraq since over a million innocent Iraqi people have been killed, had their homes blown up, been raped by the sons of American women who are busily celebrating International Women’s Day by driving to the mall, gassing up the SUV, going to the tanning salon, treating themselves to a latte at Starbucks, because no bombs are destroying the women of America. No drones are destroying their fucked up offspring. No grenade launchers are aimed at their sprawling McMansions because here in America, the women are ‘exceptional’ and therefore, have the greatest reason in the world to celebrate International Women’s Day while women all across the Middle East are huddled in makeshift dwellings, are walking with their children(the ones that haven’t been blown to bits by the U.S)to refugee camps. Are these women in any frame of mind to celebrate International Women’s Day? Are they in any shape to celebrate a day in their honor because after all, it is not called National American Women’s Day, but International Women’s Day.

And goddamn it, I forgot to mention the women in Libya. They have much to celebrate this International Women’s Day because all hell has been let loose over there because just when they thought that they had been ‘liberated’ from their ‘dictator’, Muammar Gaddafi, along comes the U.S. and NATO forces and now Libya is in flames and the women and children in that country have been displaced by, AGAIN, the nasty, vile ass offspring of American women who of course, are celebrating this day in their honor since International Women’s Day is all about American women who produce all of those brave drone operators, who produce all of those nasty shits that pissed on dead Afghan bodies. Oh damn! I forgot to mention the shit stirring that’s been going on in Afghanistan. How could I forget? Those really nice-nasty fucked up American whore shits that got ejected from between the filthy ass legs of American women, opened their pants, pulled out a shriveled dick and proceeded to use that dick to piss on dead Afghan corpses. Wow! Celebrate what you produced and, AGAIN, let loose on an unsuspecting world.

Motherfucking women of Great Britain, I’m not leaving you out of this International Women’s Day love fest because your offspring ain’t no goddamn better than what’s hatched over here in AmeriKKKa! So, belt up about that bleeding shit that you’ve managed to produce that’s probably missing more teeth than the reddest redneck in the hillbilly southern states of America. Tell your National Health Services to come up off some damn money to fix your goddamn teeth. But then, many of the women of Great Britain are just drunken sots anyway and the men as well, so who is looking in whose mouth when you’re going at it, tooth and nail to produce that vile shit that runs helter-skelter all over the world alongside the Americans, fucking up people in other countries? You ain’t about shit either and Bob’s your uncle!

Have I left anyone out? Oh the French! I know how the women of France are celebrating this International Women’s Day, they’re celebrating it by drinking wine and buying up every single copy of Charlie Hebdo that they can get their wine-stained hands on. You whorish sluts produce shit that’s already an addict when it’s born and all you say is, “C’est la vie!” How surprising! Not!

Never let me forget the Australians! You worthless motherfucking women over there are the product of convicts and so what can be expected from you other than the way you treat the Aborigines; you know, the original inhabitants of Australia; those indigenous to Australia before your convict ancestors were shipped there from jolly old England and now you want to pretend as if your nasty ass shit don’t stink as you look askance at the Aborigines and how many of them have been killed off in a genocide by your depraved offspring? And does Botany Bay penal colony ring a bell? I thought so! Now, go out and celebrate International Women’s Day, you fucking convict rejects!

Let’s all celebrate International Women’s Day! Everybody in the mood? Great! Now fucking celebrate!

Just Sit On Your Worthless Ass!

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I will no longer post such missives

about how fucked up we all are.

We know the danger we face

and what we do is quite bizarre.

 

We pretend that all is well

as we ignore what we can’t bear.

The writing is on the wall

and obviously, you don’t care.

 

Don’t worry about a thing.

Just sit on your worthless ass

and pretend that all is well

while they plan the next big crash.

 

Don’t whine and don’t complain

and don’t moan about your plight.

You never tried to understand

that the rich are a parasite.

 

You just hated on the poor

and blamed them for being so.

But what you failed to realize

is that where they went, you too will go!

Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland

©2015 Shelby I. Courtland

 

For those of you who have followed this blog for some time now, I thank you for your support but I am done repeating myself to worthless shits that don’t get it and I am including myself in the ‘worthless shits’ category because neither am I doing a goddamn thing about any goddamn thing. Apparently, we are all sitting around waiting on something or someone to save us from ourselves. Ain’t gonna happen. And so I have started a new blog because as the saying goes, “out with the old and in with the new.” I will keep this blog up for those who are interested in reading the fact that when we are all dead from either GMO foods, or from earthquakes caused by fracking or from World War III or from homelessness, lack of health care or from any of the other myriad of reasons for our demise that we could possibly have done something about and we sat back and did nothing because that was the easiest path to take, archive to your heart’s content. There is plenty of information here. I will no longer be checking out the blogs such as this one as I am only going to ‘follow’ poetry blogs that are ‘deeply from the soul and from the heart’ but I don’t want to read about how fucked up we are when that is already known. I am not going to continue to become angry over our fucked up situation and to no avail. I need some goddamn sunshine in my life and I ain’t getting it by concentrating on shit that’s going to remain shitty and just so you know that I mean what I say, THIS time, here is the link to the new blog that I have created and there will be no “We are fucking doomed!”, nonsense headed there!

Thank you all and for those that continue the useless, uphill struggle, for I will not say ‘battle’ because we never got that far; one less voice will not make any difference. Carry ‘quietly’ on!

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No One Gives A Damn About His Dream!

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Yes, let us celebrate Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., Day when we don’t give a damn about his dream. His children don’t even give a damn about his dream since they are too busy fighting over his Bible and his Nobel Peace Prize. So when did they ever listen to any one of their father’s speeches? When did they ever take just one to heart? It is quite obvious that they never did and neither do we. Oh we dutifully put his image up for all to see as if we are actually doing something and the truth is, we’re not doing a damn thing about realizing the dream that this man had. And quite frankly, he is not the only one to have a dream. Many, many Black people have been dreaming of a society where they will not be “judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character” and is that the case? If you are Black, you will forever be judged by the color of your skin because as far as whites are concerned, you have no ‘content of character’.

Just recently we marched and protested that #BlackLivesMatter and for all I know, some are still protesting, but do Black lives matter? Answer this. How many world leaders came to America and stood front and center in front of a million people to say “#Je suis Black?” How many world leaders went to Nigeria when Boko Haram killed over 2,000 Nigerians and said “#Je suis Nigeria?” Did Netanyahu? Did Angela Merkel? Did Francois Hollande? Of course they didn’t.

“French President Francois Hollande is surrounded by Heads of state including (LtoR) Israel’s Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu, Mali’s President Ibrahim Boubacar Keita, Germany’s Chancellor Angela Merkel, European Council President Donald Tusk, Palestinian President Mahmoud Abbas, Italy’s Prime Minister Matteo Renzi and Switzerland’s President Simonetta Sommaruga” ‘to protest the murders of Charlie Hebdo employees, employees of a piece of filth rag claimed as a satirical political weekly that produced racist and blasphemous filth. But still, some white folks got killed over their ‘freedom of expression’ and so solidarity was called for’.

http://www.reuters.com/article/2015/01/11/us-france-shooting-idUSKBN0KK05S20150111

To those people, Black and Brown lives don’t matter. White lives do. It doesn’t matter how vile whites are and how much corruption they spread and how greedy they are. Their lives are the only lives that matter. It has always been this way and it will always be this way. These are the ‘people’ that you march and protest to and who you want to correct wrongs. Think about it. Why should they? They don’t care about you. Michael Jackson told you that but you believed all the lies put out on him by the whites. They tore that man’s reputation to shreds because he had a message and through his talent, he spoke. But he got silenced. Whitney Houston had the most beautiful voice that I have ever heard and yet, where is she? Dead and buried and some filthy slut named Beyoncé is strutting around in nothing, sounding like shit. And if it’s not her crooning to her piece of filth pimp, it’s Nicki Minaj doing much of the same. And what are the Black men of today doing besides rapping about bling and hoes or getting their bodies mucked up playing sports? Yes, we are realizing the dream, aren’t we?

Today we commemorate Dr. Martin Luther King’s accomplishments; the success of the Civil Rights Movement when in fact, the movement was not a success. It was an unmitigated failure. What has changed since Martin Luther King marched along with all the others who peacefully gathered to have their grievances heard? Not a goddamn thing. The same issues and problems that Dr. King’s marchers faced, we face today; only our tormenters have upped the ante. We’re now shot with rubber bullets and tear gassed, but we are still jailed. That’s a given and never will it be any different. And why are we still marching? We were marching in the 1960s and here we are in 2015, still marching for the same damn things. What’s the point? Who needs to become aware of what we are marching for? They already know. It’s not going to change, that’s what those of you who are still marching need to know. If you haven’t figured out that since the same shit is stil in play 50 years after the Selma to Montgomery march, then your marching ain’t gonna change a damn thing because since when have Black lives mattered?

The people that you want to change things are not going to change them. They like things just the way they are and that is why the police force has been militarized, that is why Black bodies are lying in morgues all across this shithole called America, that is why inner city schools have become a pipeline to prison for little Black children, that is why slavery in the form of the prison industrial complex is necessary, to house the slaves who ‘slave’ away for corporations, producing goods at a fraction of the cost. And those of us on the outside, head right inside a store and purchase what slaves have made. We are slaving away at stupid jobs to purchase what other slaves have produced. But we will continue to march and we will continue to protest and dream and hope and wish and pray and maybe someday, someday, someday, those who we want to see our marches will realize that this is all so wrong and they will then right the wrongs. Stop lying to yourself and stop dreaming. Dreams are for people who are asleep and don’t want to wake up because reality sucks. It stinks. No one is going to realize your dream for you but you.

The powerful that control all of us are not going to loosen their grip. They are not going to stop being corrupt, greedy, deceitful and instead are going to recognize that they should share in the wealth that they have acquired by the fact of your making it possible by your willingness to work for peanuts, by your willingness to indebt yourselves to them to purchase what slaves are producing, including you. We are all slaves. We are all enclosed in our own little cages. We have the illusion of freedom, some of us, but not many. We pretend that we have rights and freedom and that our lives are lived how we choose. No, it’s not. What you do with your life has been chosen for you. You are doing exactly what the powerful choose for you to do, no more and no less. Step out of line and see how fast you find your ass handed to you. You don’t think that all of this surveillance is for your own good, do you? It is to keep tabs on you. You need a passport to go anywhere. You need an ID to show everybody. You need a number assigned to you. You have a FICO score. Your medical records are digital. That means that every government agency knows where you shop, what you drive, where you go, who you talk to, what your medical conditions are and how much money you make, where you spend it and on what. Does that sound like freedom to you? Are you marching against that? If so, why? What do you hope to accomplish? I’ll tell you what you are going to accomplish by marching. Not a damn thing. You are owned. We all are. This is all an illusion. We are in the matrix, but the matrix that we are in, there is no Oracle and no savior. You’re on your own, just as all the rest of us are. We are here until we’re dead. Accept it.

So, remember Dr. King today. Thank him for all his sacrifices because you are where you are today because of Dr. King and all the others who marched and protested to get you where you are. And where would that be? You’ve just finished college and started a job. Good! Now, pay back that student loan. You are flipping burgers and you are sick and tired of it. Too bad! What else are you going to do? You are filing endless forms in an office and thinking about a vacation you’ll probably never get to take because you’ve got mouths to feed. I’m sorry. Keep dreaming. Dream on, fellow matrix dwellers, dream on!

Oh and Je suis Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.! Je suis Charlie got pretend solidarity from the world’s leaders in France, but damn it if they even bothered to pretend solidarity with the murdered Nigerians or the murdered young Black men in America, murdered by racist ass cops, or the drone-struck and bombed in Iraq, Afghanistan, Syria, Yemen, Pakistan, Ukraine, Gaza ……” Never forget, it’s white bodies that matter and Dr. King’s dream will never be realized because Dr. King could not say “Je suis white!”

I’m Just Too Stubborn To Conform!

nonconformist

Place the noose around my neck.
Leave me for the birds to peck.
Drown me in a sea of blood.
I’ll be washed away in that crimson flood.

Do not think to quench my thirst.
I broke the rules, I’m now accursed.
Throw me in the lion’s den.
I’ll never make it out again.

Douse me good with gasoline.
Sit back and watch the fiery scene.
Beat me until my bones do break.
Then toss me in with a rattlesnake.

Bury me while I’m still alive.
Place a bet that I won’t survive.
Shove me off the train platform.
I’m just too stubborn to conform.

I would much rather stand alone,
than kneel before the emperor’s throne,
nor suffer fools that stand in line,
and feed at the trough of elitist swine.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2015 Shelby I. Courtland

I wrote this poem for all who dare to question, who will not just accept, but will ask the tough questions, seek their own answers, dare to take a stand, even if you stand alone! I will not follow the crowd, nor will I conform to the dictates of a fucked up society that can no longer discern the innocent from the guilty and quite actually believe that the innocent are the guilty and the guilty are innocent. You choose ignorance and obedience. I choose truth and justice and that is why I have no problem standing alone!

I Am Going To Take A Break!

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I am going to take a break,
because I’ve had all that I can take.
How many times I have heard the cries,
and I’ve listened to untold lies,
of why America is going to war,
when it’s always the same as before.

We never wake up and see,
nor do we care that we ain’t free.
We torture those we blame,
and we kill like it’s just a game.

When have we ever paid the price,
in this here fool’s paradise?
We’re all so apathetic and complacent,
unless it’s for an Apple iPhone replacement.

Who can lay claim to have a heart?
You don’t even know where to start!
And if one came down the pike,
you’d tell it to take a hike.
There are none on earth like US.
We’re an infection that is draining pus.

The world lives in mortal fear,
hoping that we will disappear,
into a void that will put an end,
to an enemy that can be no friend.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2014 Shelby I. Courtland

To hell with it and fuck it ALL! I’ll be back when I get back! Shit!