…And On The Bright Side…

 

uh…wait a minute, there is no bright side. Or is there?

Drugs are killing so many people in Ohio that cold-storage trailers are being used as morgues

Rick Walters, an investigator for the Stark County coroner’s office, had just left for two death scenes: a suicide and an overdose.

From the road, he called the director of the Ohio Emergency Management Agency to ask for help. He needed more space, he explained — specifically, a cold-storage trailer to act as an overflow morgue.

As with much of the United States, Ohio is in the throes of a heroin and opioid epidemic that shows no signs of abating.

The Friday afternoon request for a cold-storage trailer highlights the epidemic ravaging the state.

So, what is causing the outrageous statistics of death by overdose? What is so wrong with Americans that they are overdosing by the thousands? It has been stated that the overwhelmingly huge numbers of ‘white’ patients who have been prescribed opioids for their physical pain has caused them to develop a habit for which they cannot obtain enough ‘legal’ prescriptions to satisfy and so therefore, they are now running to the corner drug dealer even in rural America. How many Black drug dealers are on Becky and Sarah Lane in Klan Bluff, Kentucky or in Hoity Toity City, Maine? Yeah! Slow your roll! So, blame this epidemic on the pale-skinned variety because you own it. And if you want to try the ‘white’ drug dealer for murder because Becky and Sarah overdosed to death, then start with America’s military whores and the warmongers who they work for because they sent them into Afghanistan to protect that poppy plant that when harvested is given a free plane ride right to the states and straight into the hands of Sarah, Becky, Scott and William and now, their corpses are all lying in trailers awaiting autopsies that will tell us what we already know; they died from an overdose of heroin and other drugs like benzodiazepines and don’t forget, alcohol.

Bakersfield lies in the heart of Kern County, a vast sprawl of lush cropland in California’s Central Valley. Here, accidental overdoses among white women have tripled since 1999, according to federal health data, and suicides have doubled.

The death toll has alarmed health-care workers like Eggert and given rise to a loose network of therapists, nurses, pastors and drug counselors struggling to understand a generation of women overwhelmed by modern life and undone by modern medicine.

Wow! ‘White’ women are dying because they are overwhelmed by ‘modern life and undone by modern medicine’. But what does that mean? Does it mean that ‘white’ women are dying because they have the ability to live in a ‘vast sprawl of lush cropland in California’ and so cannot deal with that ‘hood’ type of environment since it is just too horrific for words? Are ‘white’ women ACCIDENTALLY overdosing to death because ‘white’ doctors are seeing to it that their ‘white’ female patients are given enough prescription opioids to kill them? Your own ‘kind’ is wiping you out while you are somewhere wailing and moaning and gnashing your teeth and all set to blame the ‘Black’ corner drug dealer when it is not the ‘Black’ corner drug dealer that’s getting your ass hooked on opioids in the first place. But you won’t lay the blame where it belongs. It cannot be another ‘white’ person that has given you the means to your end; it has always got to be a ‘Black’ person who is to blame for your ACCIDENTAL overdose. No, it’s not because how do you think that opium that you are ACCIDENTALLY overdosing on gets into this country? And how many ‘Black’ corner drug dealers do you know who own boats and planes to ship that shit into this country? No indeed, your ‘white’ counterparts don’t get off that easily. They are why you’re able to get your hands on enough drugs to get a tag placed on your toe inside a trailer morgue, your drug epidemic is so bad.

So, you’ve got sciatic nerve pain and you cannot take the pain? You went to your ‘white’ doctor and got a prescription for that pain and now that the focus is on those bad, bad opioids, your doctor has been instructed to reduce the number of pills you get and to reduce the strength of those pills and so now, you’ve got to look around to find something else to supplement what you’ve now lost? Heroin time! And now, it’s a needle in the arm for you and OOPS! ACCIDENTAL overdose! Now, let’s blame the ‘Black boogeyman drug dealer’ AGAIN! Nope! Not this time, ya don’t. You get to blame one of your own. Again, you own this!

And next, we have this!

Drugs are killing so many people in West Virginia that the state can’t keep up with the funerals

Deaths in West Virginia have overwhelmed a state program providing burial assistance for needy families for at least the fifth year in a row, causing the program to be nearly out of money four months before the end of the fiscal year, according to the state’s Department of Health and Human Resources (DHHR). Funeral directors in West Virginia say the state’s drug overdose epidemic, the worst in the nation, is partly to blame.

So, is it ‘Black’ drug dealers providing ‘white’ West Virginians with the cause of their demise[heroin]? Let me see. There are 1,739,988 ‘whites’ in West Virginia making up 93% of West Virginia’s total population and there are 63,124 Black folks living in West Virginia and so are we then to believe that a mere 3% of the population of West Virginia is responsible for the epidemic of drug overdoses of mostly ‘white’ West Virginians? Methinks not! So don’t even go there. And now, who would be responsible for this besides those who take the drugs and overdose on them? Your friendly neighborhood pharmacist who is just filling the prescriptions of the doctors of these patients who overdosed? Or could it initially start with the means to which the doctors could actually write out a prescription for opioids thanks to the fact of those military whores stationed over in Afghanistan protecting those poppy fields and giving poppy plants when harvested, a free plane ride here with the blessings of your government, Americans? Uh..that would be the answer. There is much blame to go around, but the blame certainly cannot be laid squarely at the feet of the ever so put upon ‘Black bogeyman corner drug dealer’.

‘White’ folks, you’d better wake up and smell the reasons for your addictions. While your counterparts have been studying and experimenting on Black people for hundreds of years, they have neglected your ass and now the hand wringing and gnashing of teeth is all the rage because they just did not see this most horrible of all epidemics coming; that of suburban, rural and city ‘white’ America succumbing to the lure and temptation of opioid addiction. No one saw your isolation amongst ‘lush cropland in California’ and near coalmines in West Virginia and in the back hills of Kentucky. It was just taken for granted that you were just loving life seeing as how you had every reason, what with your ‘white privilege’ and all to shield you from everything but drug addiction.

Every day, there is yet another news article on the ordeal that ‘whites’ are going through thanks to opioids. What the hell??!!! Has not the ‘War on Drugs’ been waged since the 70s and so why are we now looking at, not an end to this ‘drug war’, but instead, we are looking at a ramped up and seemingly endless epidemic of drug-related suicides and ACCIDENTAL overdose deaths of ‘whites’? Why? Because the ‘War on Drugs’ was a war on Black people and now karma is a bitch, ain’t she? Thank you KARMA!

And the ‘good’ news just keeps on coming ‘on the bright side’.

The prospect of a Payless bankruptcy is just the last bad news to buffet the retail world. Stores like The Sports Authority, American Apparel, Aéropostale, Wet Seal and PacSun are among the retailers to have filed for bankruptcy protection in the last two years, with some liquidating altogether. On Tuesday, Sears Holdings (shld, +3.79%) admitted there is ‘substantial doubt’ it can stay in business.

Those great paying jobs at Payless, Sears, Kmart, Wet Seal, Abercrombie & Fitch, JC Penney, Crocs, Guess, bebe and the list is endless are going, going almost gone and of course this means more despondency and an even greater need to dull the pain and so grab some more opioids; that’ll make you feel better as it dulls the senses and lulls one into a false sense of ‘all is well’, that is, until it wears off and back to the doctor ‘white’ drug dealer, you go.

Let us not forget the ‘good’ news of Donald Trump’s promise of ‘more great paying jobs for Americans’. Well, Trump, where are they? Because it does not look as though those ‘great’ paying jobs will be in retail. And it certainly does not appear as if many of Trump’s supporters will even be around in four years to vote him back in seeing as how it doesn’t even feel good to PAYLESS. The only person who is getting paid is the pharmacist and ‘white’ drug dealer on Becky and Sarah Lane in Coal Mine, West Virginia. The only persons who are getting paid are the military whores who are stationed in Afghanistan guarding those poppy fields to make sure that opium gets safely to America. Fight the Taliban? What Taliban? There’s opium in dem dar fields, doncha know!

Everybody had enough ‘good’ news for one day ‘on the bright side’? Yeah! That’s what I thought!

And before I forget, let me just finish with this little gem!

For whites across America, deaths of despair are rising

For many white Americans without a college degree, life in America has devolved in a few short decades from one that offered ample economic opportunity into a socioeconomic dead end

That’s according to new research from Princeton economists Anne Case and Nobel Prize-winner Angus Deaton, who grabbed headlines in 2015 with their finding that the death rate for middle-aged white Americans had sharply risen. The new research adds color to their earlier findings, helping to explain what’s driving mortality rates for less educated whites beyond that of blacks and their counterparts in other developed countries. 

Spin it any way you like, but the fact of the matter is, even college-educated ‘whites’ are in despair since many of them are still waiting tables years after having earned a college degree. Many are janitors and are selling shoes in Payless Stores, while they’re still open, that is. So yes indeed, the chickens are coming home to roost and about time, I say! And if I don’t seem one bit upset about all of this, it is because I am not one bit upset about all of this! You thought your ‘white privilege’ would shield you from drug overdose suicides and from the pink slips dished up by a fucked up economy? Not anymore. Your own kind has now made it a fact that you are privileged to die with a needle in your arm thanks to their giving you the means to your own end while they blame everyone else for fucking you up. But you thought that Donald Trump was going to ride in on his white steed and save the day for you? Is it happening yet? Let me know when it does and I will be more than happy to add it to more ‘good’ news ‘on the bright side’!

#BLACKLIVESMATTER, A Diversionary Tactic!

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Has anyone asked the question, “Has there been a noticeable decrease in police murders of Black people since #BLACKLIVESMATTER arrived on the scene?”

Without even bothering to add links, I can answer that. No! There has been no decrease, noticeable or otherwise, in police murders of Black people since #BLACKLIVESMATTER arrived on the scene. And if you need proof,’archive’ this blog to your heart’s content.

#BLACKLIVESMATTER is just a diversionary tactic used to divert Black people away from what we should be doing. It is the same tactic that was used during the Civil Rights Movement when Black unrest was at an all-time high and Black militant groups were gaining members by the hundreds. Along comes Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., and his merry band of tireless protesters, complete with pictures of Black people getting hosed down, pictures of dogs sicced on them; the whole nine yards.

“Be peaceful about it, Black folks! Don’t fuck shit up! Don’t burn shit down! Let’s sit down and talk calmly and quietly about that ‘whites only’ water fountain and that ‘whites only’ restaurant entrance and the ‘blacks only’ water fountain and the ‘blacks only’ restaurant entrance and so forth and so on. If you must protest, then go about it all peaceful like. Take this here Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., as an example. We have trained him well. He is all dressed up in a suit and tie, carrying a bible and giving eloquent speeches of his dreams. We don’t give a shit for his dreams, but hey! He is allowed to dream and that is all he is allowed to do. We have him in a jail cell right now, just a’dreaming and some more shit. But he is useful, see? He is the calm and that is what we want, not the storm!”

Fast forward to today and along comes the #BLACKLIVESMATTER movement right when Black folks are getting beyond fed the fuck up with the ever mounting statistics of Black people getting themselves murdered by racist ass KKKops and for no other reason than over the color of their skin. Yet again, Black people are stopped in their tracks from fucking shit up and burning shit down by the sight of protesters, AGAIN, marching with fifty year-old protest signs that have been dusted off and brought out into the light of day in the year of no lord 2015. #BLACKLIVESMATTER is being used as a diversion to deter Black people from going the fuck off by showing them that the way to go about effecting change is to continue with the same lame ass protesting and marching that Dr. King and his crew engaged in.

Let me ask you another question. What did Martin Luther King Jr., and crew accomplish back in the 1960s? Did not the Supreme Court just recently gut the hell out of the Voting Rights Act of 1965? Indeed it did. But you say, “There are no ‘whites’ or ‘Blacks’ only water fountains and restaurants anymore? Really? I’ll put it to you this way, those signs are no longer needed and here’s why. Check the price of lunch at an exclusive country club, restaurant or hotel, can you afford it? Here is a hint. The ‘official’ unemployment rate for Black men is 12.4%, but we all know THAT’S a lie! So, when you cannot afford to keep a roof over your head, you sure as hell cannot afford to pay for lunch in an upscale eating establishment. And ‘white’ folks, don’t even bother coming up in here exclaiming that you can’t either. Cry me a river! This ain’t about you! Maybe everything else is, but not this! It is certainly not MY fault that your own kind left some of you in the dust! Deal with it! You’ve still got less to deal with than we do!

But I digress! Back on topic. When the people started burning shit down in Baltimore during the Freddie Gray riots, the National Guard was called in, a curfew was enacted and the long arm of the KKKlaw nipped that shit in the bud with militarized armored vehicles that had been deployed in actual war zones in Afghanistan and Iraq. The sole purpose was to prevent a halt to capitalism; that which makes the world go round. When you halt capitalism, you fuck up the white man’s day. He can’t have that. The wheels of capitalism must grind because that is how he gets his huge ass bonus check; that is why the stockholders laugh all the way to the goddamn bank. Put a halt to that shit and nobody’s laughing. So, to put you in check, Black people, a new ‘movement’ was introduced, #BLACKLIVESMATTER! It is designed to make you think that you are doing something constructive about all of the shit that is flung at you. It is designed to make sure that you continue to ‘peacefully’ march down the goddamn street and do nothing to starve the beast called, “Capitalism!” It is to ensure your quiet quiescence to the continuation of slavery. Slaves are needed in prison to fill all the orders for capitalism’s expansion. Slaves are also necessary to be picked bone dry by debt collectors, payday loan companies, furniture rental stores and the like. You have only two purposes; one is to be a slave in every way and the other one is to die because it has been estimated that in the not too distant future, the white man will become the minority in AmeriKKKa. He cannot have that. The white man wants his cake and he wants to eat it too. This means that you must play by his rules and if you don’t, then you must die. But then, you must die anyway because the world contains more Black and Brown bodies than it does white ones. Why do you think that wars were started in the Middle East? Oh, in some respects, oil has something to do with it, but it is about much more than that. ISIS is just another diversionary tactic used by the white man to kill off even more of the Brown-skinned variety while enhancing capitalism in the form of weapons for those wars of naked aggression. I mean..uh.. those ‘humanitarian’ wars of naked aggression Oh he’s good! I’ll give him that. He is evil’s own spawn!

If you have fallen for the diversionary tactic that is #BLACKLIVESMATTER, then you can just stop. You can put down your protest sign. You can put away your marching shoes, they won’t do you any good. They are not supposed to. The only thing #BLACKLIVESMATTER is good for is to make you think that you are doing something constructive about police murder of Black people, racism, police brutality, a school-to-prison pipeline, income inequality, mass unemployment and underemployment otherwise known as ‘low-wage jobs, homelessness, addiction and mass incarceration. But you’re not doing a goddamn thing about any of that. You are only pissing in the wind. How does it taste?

What I Am Thankful For On this Day, Thanksgiving Day!

Thanksgiving my ass

 

I really had no thought of writing anything on Thanksgiving Day because several of my dear blogger friends took the time to post some wonderful Thanksgiving Day blog posts. And I have already re-blogged them to my heart’s content. But I just want to take this opportunity, and this is off the top of my head, to let them know how appreciative I am to know that there are some people that truly think for themselves. It does my heart good to know that there are some who will not simply conform to the dictates of a fucked up society, but who will indulge themselves in a bit of critical thinking. Try it sometime! It does my heart good to know that there are others like me who refuse to ‘like’ all up and down on some lies that are told to us about Thanksgiving Day and because we are too damn lazy, we refuse to do our own research and dig for the truth even if we have to dig underneath a pile of outrageous lies to find it.

We have a goddamn president that is to this very day, hell bent on preaching the vile ass lies about how some pilgrims came to this continent and loved all up and down on the Indians and he even compared the ‘pilgrims’ to the Syrian refugees. This vicious, chronic, habitual liar had the goddamn nerve to call a band of genocidal, homicidal maniacs, “refugees!” My tongue would have twisted so goddamn bad trying to get that lie out, that it would have eventually twisted itself loose and escaped from my lying ass mouth! We are still sitting somewhere swallowing the lies of warmongers and war hawks who are just as bad as the depraved and vile shits that fucked up the Indians and then commenced to hunting down innocent people in Africa and dragged them here to become slaves. These so-called ‘pilgrims’ were not the salt of the earth; they should have been banned from the earth, as barbaric and brutal as they were and their progeny are still at it to this very day.

Kill! Kill! Kill! How can that ever be defined as benevolent, caring, compassionate, concerned and humanitarian? How can breeding and then killing millions of birds for Thanksgiving Day dinner tables ever be considered, humanitarian? How can consuming that which had a beating heart ever be considered, humanitarian? But that right there tells me something. It tells me that we so-called ‘humans’ have never been synonymous with ‘humanitarian’ for how could we be? We send our own offspring to die in wars started by depraved rejects from hell and we don’t have a problem with that. We know that the ‘animals’ that we consume on a daily basis have stood in piles of filth, stood in their own shit inside a hell and then were butchered as though they were never living tissue with eyes, brains, legs, a stomach; the same organs that we possess. Is it any wonder that the ‘human’ race is destroying itself? No, it is not! Because when we can destroy that which has never done us any harm simply because we want a steak; when we can destroy that which would leap gracefully away from us in fright and terror, we are not ‘human’. We shoot deer for sport. We consider this to be ‘hunting’. What a brave soul we are to ‘hunt’ down something that cannot defend itself against cowardly bastards with hunting rifles. You are not some great game hunter and yet you strut around with your trophies as though you have done something to be proud of. You’re nothing but a coward! You’re not fit to stand there looking all prideful beside the body of a dead lion or a dead deer or whatever else you think it your right to hunt down and kill because you are a depraved piece of filth! A cockroach stands heads and shoulders above your worthless ass!

Now, I am speaking to the hypocritical motherfuckers that went on and on about that big game hunter that went out and shot and killed Cecil, the lion. Why are YOU sitting down to a turkey dinner? Your hypocrisy petticoat is showing. I certainly did call it right when I called you all ‘hypocrites in my post, Trophy World because, indeed, that is what you are. How are you any different from the piece of dead shit that killed your beloved Cecil, the lion? Oh, that’s right! You did not actually kill that big, stuffed dead bird that you just carved into. So that makes it alright, doesn’t it. No, it does not! You were complicit in that bird’s death just as if you had killed it yourself because you were silent as the grave you are headed for because you stood by when you knew that millions of turkeys would lose their lives just so that you could display your hypocrisy and fake ass devotion to family and tradition. The next time a motherfucker kills Cecil, the lion’s brother’s brother, shut the fuck up! And don’t put that goddamn shit up for me to read because I fucking don’t appreciate reading about hypocrisy, ignorance and fake ass outrage! Save it! Because you have no cause to feel justified in your fake ass outrage over Cecil, the lion’s death while you sit there and unzip your pants because of your expanding stomach thanks to gorging yourself on a dead turkey! And then head to the doctor so that he can give you another pill because of all your weight-related health issues and then cry me a river!

And this brings me to something else. Our instinct for killing is not just for the so-called ‘animals’. We turn against other so-called ‘humans’ and we hunt and kill them for sport. We self-righteously tell ourselves that because this person’s skin tone is darker than ours, he or she does not deserve to live. They are not ‘human’. They will become just another trophy; another notch on this gun. Oh, this killing thing is sweet. It is so sweet that we can still sit up in church on a Sunday morning and bow our heads and pray about how good, benevolent and kind we are because we just put $100 into the collection plate and we wrote a $50 check out to Goodwill. See? We’re so good and thoughtful. Let us pat ourselves on our goddamn saintly ass back. That’s ‘humanitarian’. Again! No, it is not. That is hypocrisy. You’re a goddamn hypocrite and you are deceiving yourself into believing that you are good and decent when you are just flat out, dead filth. You don’t have a heart and you sure as hell don’t have that soul that your preacher or reverend is going on and on about. You are not going to some heavenly reward for being a humanitarian do-gooder. You are going to get planted and that’s it. Kid yourself all you want, but this is it. Do you honestly think that there is going to be some ‘god’ that is going to grant you the right to murder with impunity in some paradise beyond the stars? Do you honestly think that your filthy ass is going to enjoy the riches in some heavenly mansion? Yeah! Bow your stupid head and continue to pretend that you are the next best thing to a saint. You are nothing but a lying, hypocritical piece of nothing. I don’t care what your net worth is; you are worthless. I don’t care how much perfume you spray on or how much cologne you use, it will never conceal the stench of death because that is what you are; dead. And your ass is not in purgatory; that would be too good for the likes of you. This is it. You’re either a decent ‘human’ because you have got a heart or you are ‘dead’ and most of you are dead and you are the very ones who are posting “Happy Thanksgiving” posts back and forth to each other. You are the very ones that are gathering with the other thankful ‘dead’ pretending and postulating for the benefit of who? Because you have already proven that you are dead. Why else would you just go with the flow? You know what this day called, “Thanksgiving” is all about, but because you have no heart, you go on pretending that it is all about displaying fake ass love with family members you secretly hate and wish were dead so that you can swoop in and scoop up whatever trinkets and baubles and insurance benefits they may have left behind.

So yes, I am thankful because I am not sitting down at a table with a big stuffed dead bird on it; complete with all the trimmings. I am thankful because I am not gorging myself on the remains of a carcass of what used to be a living, breathing, beautiful bird. I am thankful that I am not sitting around the table with people that I detest and loathe all the while pretending that I am pleased to be with them. I am thankful that I am not a hypocrite; who after having prayed for 30 seconds, gorged myself on a dead bird, then immediately headed out the door to get a head start on my capitalism fix. I am thankful that I think for myself and have never felt the need to conform to the dictates of a fucked up society filled with the walking dead(and no, it’s not just a TV show). I am thankful that I can say that I am indeed, human and alive!

And no, I do not wish you a “Happy Thanksgiving” because I know what this day stands for and I have never stood for genocide, theft, lies, slavery, torture, rape, hunting, hypocrisy, corruption, brutality, barbarity, murder and war and I certainly don’t stand for ignorance. And if you are celebrating this day, you are too ignorant for words! And if you have a problem with this, bite me!

I Am Such A Sentimental Fool!

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“Shelby, I visited your blog and it is obvious from the posts that I read that you are a talented, sensitive and creative person. Such personalities often suffer the most from the injustice that is part of the human experience. I really believe that if you undertook the journey to understand exactly what capitalism is and how it works that you would see the world in an entirely different way. While I understand the passion that produces the rants that you write (I was once in the same place that you are), please understand that those you rail against do not hear you. The only person who suffers is you, not them. One of the many wise observations in the many varieties of 12 step programs is this one: “We may think we can change the things around us according to our desires, but when a solution does come, we find it was our desires that had changed.”

I’m sure you know the Serenity Prayer:

God, grant me the serenity to accept the things that I cannot change
The courage to change the things that I can
And the wisdom to know the difference.

It is unlikely that you will be able to change capitalism but if you understand what it is and how it works, I promise you that your desires will have changed. Will you still see injustice? Absolutely. But your reaction to injustice will change, perhaps in a way that will enable you to take some small steps to ameliorate a few instances of it.”

To my faithful followers, it would seem that I owe you all an apology. You have been reading the blog of a lunatic. Apparently, from the above comment, I suffer for my personality being what it is and for the fact that I have yet to undertake a journey into the world of capitalism to fully understand how it works. I am so extremely sorry that I failed to take this journey because if I had, I would not have posted so many rants that you have read that are, apparently, quite meaningless. I am railing at people who do not hear me and so it would seem that when I see injustice, I just need to make myself aware that I don’t understand capitalism and how it works and therefore, I am sensitive as opposed to hardened and so this must change. I must become cold and hard and dangerous and unfeeling, unkind, insensitive and I must become an asshole; a barbaric, selfish, self-serving brute that thinks only of my desires and to hell with the suffering of innocent human beings. I must understand capitalism and that there is nothing that I can do but recite the Serenity Prayer and by doing so, my ‘reaction to injustice will change’.

I should not post poems, excuse me, RANTS, because it has been brought to my attention that my ranting is pointless; they serve no useful purpose. My rants are only causing me undue anguish and are accomplishing nothing. I am wasting my time because I am not Mother Teresa. I am not Gandhi. I am not Rosa Parks. I am not Oprah Winfrey. I am not Donald Trump. I am not Barack Obama and so I must remain silent because no one cares if I speak or not. There is no one taking heed of what I say. Who am I? I am no one of importance. I am of no consequence. And I have personality issues that can only be resolved if I acknowledge that I do indeed, have these issues and take myself to the nearest group meeting, announce my name and proceed to talk about my need to have my ranting heard. I need to talk about the fact that I am nobody and yet, I am trying to get my voice heard when there is no one listening at all. I am a lunatic because I am sensitive. This I must tell the group that will accept the nobody that I am into a group of nobodies and after we have finished going around the group, hearing from each and every nobody, understanding that we should not rail against those that do not hear us, we shall then stand and hold hands and recite the Serenity Prayer. We are not drunks. We are not overeaters. We are not drug addicts. We are sensitivity addicts and for that, we must be deprogrammed. We must be desensitized. We should understand the capitalist system and disregard the system’s impact on our fellow human beings because only then can we harden our hearts to the drone struck. Only then can we forget about the refugees in Syria and Iraq and Afghanistan. Only then can we forget about the homeless tent cities in America. Only then can we forget that we have a heart and that that heart was once filled with love, sensitivity, compassion, sympathy, kindness and warmth. We should forget all of these things because we can do nothing about them, so being sensitive to them is pointless and counterproductive and our ‘reaction to injustice will change’.

We are not what this world needs. The world has too many of us in it and so one less is desirable. One less is a goal to strive for. One less deep and feeling soul is a blessing for this world. And for having one, I do apologize to my readers. It was never my intent to show you the pain I feel when I read of atrocities. It was never my intent to bombard you with my thoughtless ranting poetry that just showed the ugly side of my sensitivity. For that, again, I most sincerely apologize. I must embrace hatred and callousness. I must stop ranting because no one is listening and I just seem crazy and for that I must see if there is a group that I can join and find a god to hear me recite the Serenity Prayer. If I find that there is no such group, then I will take it upon myself to start one. But alas, is this too considered another issue I have, this fact of my need to start a group for nobodies? Quite obviously, I can’t win. I can’t be heard. I can’t rant. I can’t care. I can’t. I just can’t because those that I rail against don’t hear me and they will never understand my sensitivity. Oh, what a world!

In closing, regardless of what people may say, no one and I do mean NO ONE is going to stop me from ranting and raving or even railing against those that don’t hear me. I don’t care how much understanding of ‘capitalism’ I supposedly need. More understanding of capitalism is not what is needed; at least not in my book. The problem is that so few of us concern ourselves with the plight of others because if we did, we would not so carelessly and so callously ignore the suffering of others. I know that capitalism has run amok, but when I see the face of a child that died for no reason, when I see the face of a child that is a refugee because of bombs dropped in their homeland that was paid for by my tax dollars, you are goddamn right, I am going to rant and rave regardless of whether it does any good or not. No, I guess I’m not making a difference because I am not well-known nor am I on primetime or famous for having wardrobe malfunctions. But even if I sit in a little corner of the net and rant and rave and rail all by my lonesome, it is my call to make. If I am too sensitive for my own sake, so be it, but I refuse to try and turn it off like it is a faucet. I refuse to become an automaton. Nor will I recite some useless Serenity Prayer to a non-existent ‘god’ that if it did exist, we should not have to rant and rave and rail against all of this shit that is taking place, worldwide, to begin with!

What a sentimental fool am I! And I fully intend to remain so!

They Can Kill Us, But Don’t Burn The Town!

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Let it simmer and let it smolder.
What do we do when it all boils over?
Don’t make it burn, just go sit down.
They can kill us, but don’t burn the town.

Display your anger, respectfully.
Remember to protest, peacefully.
There’s a time and a place for everything.
The white man wants us to march and sing.

That puppet in the White House is an Uncle Tom.
He wants peace from us and yet, he orders a bomb.
He’s got the Zionists fist shoved so far up his ass,
when he farts, Netanyahu can smell his gas.
If his girls were murdered, would peace still reign?
What do you think? Is a white man sane?

They play games with us because they can.
There are some who say that this is all a plan.
So, if indeed it’s true that we are mere pawns,
over our genocide, whites can’t hide their yawns.

They can only claim ignorance for just so long.
Then they have to realize what’s right and what’s wrong.
To keep blaming what they do on shadows in the night,
is to absolve them for not doing what is right.

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

I have had about all I can stand from people stating that the protestors should have used more restraint. When are the cops going to act with restraint and stop killing Black people? When is enough, enough? When we’re all dead? I don’t give a goddamn about a fucking business. I don’t care if its Pizza Hut, Kamikaze Nail Salon, Frank’s Toupees or a goddamn grocery store. None of that shit matters because the only reasoning behind protecting those businesses is to keep CAPITALISM up and running. Gotta have those stores open for Black Friday specials. Fuck that an unarmed Black teenager is dead; killed by a racist cop. It’s ALL about priorities. To hell with that shit! Stores are insured and can be rebuilt, a life taken, cannot! Michael Brown is dead and buried. Insurance can’t bring him back to life.

When Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., and all the others that peacefully marched and protested did everything ‘right’, what did it get them? Eh? High powered water hoses, dogs, jail, beatings and who did that? Whites did! But now, Black people are demonized because of some burnt out stores??!!!! Demonization of that shit should have started long ago, when whites were tearing unholy hell out of Black peaceful protestors. But now, let’s get all put out over some burned buildings because after all, the dead teenager was just Black!

Move Over Thanksgiving Day!

shopping

I thought that I would be sad,
when I lost all that I had.
But I’m not shopping mad,
and for that I’m so damn glad.

Look at all those gifts we give.
For material things, that’s why we live.
We say we hate, but we forgive,
every corporate executive.

When is capitalism a crime
if I’m down to my last dime?
My credit gives me time,
but out of debt, will I ever climb?

Move over Thanksgiving Day!
Get it past and out of the way!
I need a shopping holiday.
‘Cause “giving thanks” is an old cliché.

Those Indians, what did they know?
Not one was a shopping pro.
That’s why they had to go.
They delivered to capitalism, quite a blow.

Just how thankful should we be,
such as an Iraqi refugee?
Oh, they love you and they love me,
since we came and made them flee.

Those in Ukraine are thankful too.
They’ve got Nazis with a swastika tattoo.
Thanks to that ever so helpful coup,
arranged by the good ole red, white and blue.

Americans are stupid and that’s for sure.
Their hearts don’t beat and their souls ain’t pure.
Compassion and selflessness will never endure.
They can’t be found in a Macy’s brochure.

So, hit the malls and department stores.
They’re selling their wares like strung-out whores.
When the gates open, feet pound the floors.
It never ends, those shopping wars.

You got hacked and now you’re back.
We assure you, we’ve stopped the attack.
Buy everything that’s on this rack.
This time next week, we’re shooting for Black!

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

Iraq:Round III

...and a child says, "Get the hell out!"

…and a child says, “Get the hell out!”

Wow! We’ve been fucking up Iraq since the Gulf War

(2 August 1990 – 28 February 1991),
for operations leading to the build up of troops and defense of Saudi Arabia and Operation Desert Storm (17 January 1991 – 28 February 1991) was a war waged by coalition forces from 34 nations led by the United States against Iraq in response to Iraq’s invasion and annexation of Kuwait.

Thanks to George H. W. Bush, and coalition forces, we swept through and got shit done right and proper like. We fucking knew there’d be no need to EVER go back to Iraq ’cause it was just too easy the first time. But wait! What the fuck happened? Were we too cocky? Did Iraq attack the U.S. over Operation Desert Storm? Did we fucking go back and strike Iraq for legitimate reasons? What the hell happened? I thought Iraq was soundly defeated and sanctioned to pieces.

“The UN Security Council imposed comprehensive economic sanctions against Iraq on August 6, 1990, just after the Iraqi invasion of Kuwait. When the coalition war had ousted Iraq from Kuwait the following year, the Council did not lift the sanctions, keeping them in place as leverage to press for Iraqi disarmament and other goals. The sanctions remained in place thereafter, despite a harsh impact on innocent Iraqi civilians and an evident lack of pressure on Iraqi leader Saddam Hussein. A UN “Oil-for-Food Programme,” started in late 1997, offered some relief to Iraqis, but the humanitarian crisis continued.

The US and UK governments always made it clear that they would block any lifting or serious reforming of sanctions as long as Hussein remained in power. After more than twelve years of sanctions had passed, the US and the UK made war on Iraq again in March, 2003, sweeping away Hussein’s government. Soon after, Washington called for and obtained the lifting of sanctions, a step that gave the US occupation authority full control over Iraq’s oil sales and oil industry. This section covers a wide range of sanction issues, including the humanitarian impact, the Oil-for-Food Programme, criticisms of the sanctions and the debate that took place about their termination.”

Seriously? And we are supposed to be the ‘good guys’. I fucking find that hard to believe! The Americans and the British knew who would be adversely impacted by the sanctions. Both knew that sanctions would have a devastating impact on innocent Iraqis, especially children and they didn’t bat a goddamn eye over imposing them. We are worse than some filthy, foul ass shits. The deepest pit of hell would be considered a 5-star resort to the evil motherfuckers that initiated such a horror on innocent people! And as if that wasn’t bad enough, Iraq has to get attacked again over some bullshit! Operation Iraqi Freedom, now ain’t that a bitch!

Bush said he invaded Iraq “to disarm Iraq of weapons of mass destruction, to end Saddam Hussein’s support for terrorism, and to free the Iraqi people.” And I say, “Bullshit!!”

“Defense of the American people is primary among the goals and objectives of U.S. actions in Iraq,” Defense Secretary Donald H. Rumsfeld said. Again, I say, “Bullshit!!”

Those murdering bastards lied through their teeth and many of us knew it but we were considered to be unpatriotic for denouncing outright murder against innocent people who had suffered enough but who were about to get the hell that only America can unleash on them, unleashed. The people of Iraq were dirt poor, but the country was oil rich and we fucking need that goddamn oil, fucking oil gluts that we are! So, bring on the lies and the propaganda and the hype of freeing the Iraqi people from their evil dictator. They’ll thank us, they will. They want OUR brand of democracy shoved down their throats and it don’t really matter what the hell they want. They want what we want them to want and that’s the fucking way it’s gonna be. We’ll see to that. Come hell or high water. We’ll get those Iraqi people in line with OUR way of thinking. Now give ’em hell and they won’t know what hit ’em. It’s Operation Iraqi Freedom time! The American people are sheep, so fucking easily led, just shove patriotism down their oh so willing throats and we can get away with murder and make money, hand over fist while doing it. Of course, we’ll have those American sheeple in debt up past their eyeballs once we’ve thrown a trillion dollars in Iraq, all unfunded of course. Why, we’ll just print some more money. Who the fuck’ll notice and meanwhile Bush’s cronies and Dick Cheney’s cronies made billions. And the American sheeple? Those suckers ate up the lies and ran with them, just like the swine told them to do. Fucking stupid, clueless, useless motherfuckers that they are!

But goddamn, I digress! American forces and British forces and a couple of Australians said, “bombs away in Iraq! Bomb them into freedom! They want democracy and goddamn it that’s what they’re gonna get if we have to kill over a million Iraqis to get it done. It’ll all be worth it in the end!”

So, Iraq was bombed to smithereens, Saddam Hussein was captured and killed. American contractors saturated Iraq and began making billions. U.S. soldiers were used to train Iraqi security forces because somebody had better be protecting that goddamn oil, Black Gold, Iraq’s Prime. And so now we come to this, “Iraq appears on the brink of a violent ethno-sectarian divide between Sunnis, Shi’ite and Kurds that poses the greatest security risk that the country, and the region, has seen since the U.S. invaded in 2003.”

“The Islamic State of Iraq and Syria, whose name alone indicates the breadth of its goals, has gained control of an estimated 10 percent of Iraq’s territory since its lightning strike on the northern city of Mosul earlier this week. The group’s leaders indicate that they want nothing less than complete domination of Iraq and the eradication of its Shi’ite majority, which they deem apostates. In a direct threat to Shi’ites, ISIS spokesman Abu Mohamad al-Adnani urged his fighters in a radio address on Thursday to march on the “filth-ridden” Shi’ite-city of Karbala and on “Najaf, the city of polytheism” — and home to Shi’ism’s major center of learning.”

Did the U.S. really think that it could stop centuries of hate between the different sectarian groups that has now spiralled out of control and since there is no dictator there to squash one group’s attempts to eradicate another, this violence will escalate to an all out civil war?

What is going down in Iraq is not much different from what went down in America. America erupted into civil war, pitting one group against another, states seceded from the union. One group squashed the other, the slaves were supposedly freed only to have one form of slavery exchanged for another. This group, that group, the other group. A group over here, a group over there, what the fuck? So, how then can we invade another country and then proceed to attempt to show them the way, the truth and the light towards a better tomorrow for everyone when they’ve got a group here, a group there, everywhere a group, group and each group wants to dominate the other? Hypocrisy becomes no one and most definitely NOT an entire nation, but America is synonymous with hypocrisy, always has been and always will be.

So now, we’re back in Iraq. Why? What could we possibly accomplish now that we’ve thus far been unable to accomplish? Every single time the U.S. has by way of military intervention, invaded Iraq; only death, destruction, corruption, hatred, blame and terrorism has been the outcome. The so-called militant groups that have taken over key cities have the use of weapons and vehicles because the U.S. left them behind for the Iraqi security forces to use to enforce stability in Iraq. Gotta take care of that goddamn oil! And capitalism needs expansion. We have armed the ‘rebels’ and made a bad situation, worse. American tax dollars are funding the chaos that is now ongoing in Iraq. Once again, we have the blood of an entire country on our hands and everywhere you turn, veterans are bemoaning their sacrifice, wondering why the hell they were ever there. You enlisted, now get over it. You contributed to that shit and now it’s not about you. You made a choice to enlist and get shipped out so don’t now turn around and wail and whine about your “in vain sacrifice.” It just doesn’t cut any ice now. Shut up about it and go seek help at the VA or better yet, call Obama so that he can tell you to “go fuck yourself!” And remember,

O beautiful for heroes proved In liberating strife,
Who more than self their country loved,
And mercy more than life!
America! America! May God thy gold refine
Till all success be nobleness,
And ev’ry gain divine!

O Beautiful for patriot dream
That sees beyond the years
Thine alabaster cities gleam,
Undimmed by human tears!
America! America! God shed His grace on thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!

So, fucking pray to God to shed his grace on thee; oh hero, oh patriot, oh liberator! Thanks to America, ain’t every goddamn body feeling free from sea to fucked up sea??!!! Like hell!

sources:
http://time.com/2865877/iraq-on-the-brink-of-fracture/
http://www.usa-flag-site.org/song-lyrics/america.shtml
http://www.informationclearinghouse.info/article17850.htm
http://www.globalpolicy.org/previous-issues-and-debate-on-iraq/sanctions-against-iraq.html
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gulf_War
http://www.nbcnews.com/storyline/iraq-turmoil/iraqs-biggest-oil-refinery-shut-wake-militant-attacks-n132956
http://news.msn.com/world/us-forces-move-into-iraq-with-security-mission

Update: The sectarian violence might not be real. It may indeed be a fabrication, another lie. According to one of my readers, the different sects have been getting along in Iraq for centuries unlike what has been stated by me in this essay. So hell! I don’t fucking know what’s real anymore. I’m going to have to pinch my own ass to make sure its real and not a hologram, goddamn! Shall we read between the lies and propaganda especially since we already know that big lies have been spread about Iraq before and they certainly have no problem continuing down that road. But whatever is going down in Iraq, the U.S. has no fucking business there and doing nothing but contributing to the problem if not outright causing it, much like the situation in Ukraine. We ALL know who’s behind that shit stirring and it ain’t as if we’ve got all roses and sunshine in this shithole called, America. We just can’t mind our own goddamn business much to the detriment of whose business it is we are minding at the moment. The people of Iraq, AGAIN, have my sincere sympathy because it seems that America ain’t hardly finished fucking with Iraq. The only thing America wants to do is to liberate Iraq from its oil supplies and shove capitalism down its throat! And if Iraq is shoving back against that shit, I say, “more power to them!”

A World Of Debt

ball-and-chain 2

 

I have turned purple and I have turned blue.

And still, I cannot get through to you.

What more is left for me to say?

Nothing changes from day to day.

 

The time for action will pass us by.

I wring my hands but my eyes are dry.

Face set in stone, teeth are clenched.

Throat muscles tight; nostrils are pinched.

 

For the day of reckoning, I am prepared.

With nothing to lose; why should I be scared?

Our freedoms are gone and justice is dead.

Liberty resides in a padlocked shed.

 

Take my hand; do not let it go.

Together we stand against our foe.

We will not lean and we will not fall.

We have heard the cry; we must heed the call.

 

How did we get so much in debt?

Those who would own us will soon collect.

Do you really want to become their slave?

Whose debt has a banker ever forgave?

 

Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland

© 2013 Shelby I. Courtland

 

 

 

America, Poetically Speaking

no negroesAmerica-indian perspective
We want to build a nation on this here land.
No, that was not a question, it was a demand!

What’s that you say? You refuse to comply?
If that’s your answer, then you must die!

Kill the buffalo, destroy their food,
that’ll teach em. Now they’re screwed.

Damn! Not enough laborers, what do we do?
We’ll cross the ocean and enslave a few.

England, we don’t want taxation without representation.
We’re now Americans and this is our nation.

Lincoln, you can’t dictate to us.
We’re keeping our slaves, now enough of your fuss.

The Civil War is over and the slaves are free.
Yeah, let them think that, they’ll soon see.

You don’t like Jim Crow?
Then head back to Africa, or it’s to prison you go!

“What about the Statue of Liberty,?” you say?
To hell with that, only certain people get to stay!

No, the Indians didn’t demand green cards
and now many of them are in graveyards.

You think you’re going to get ahead?
Not if your skin is black, brown or red.

Capitalism is the name of our game.
We take what we want and we have no shame.

You have no health insurance? That’s your affair.
You think we’re concerned? You think we care?

We’re millionaires, billionaires, we don’t give a damn!
You’ve worked your eight hours, here’s 3 dollars, now scram!

Don’t think your vote will make a difference.
Politicians in office are just for appearance.

We’re a select group and we rule this planet.
Our will is strong and forged in granite.

Bow down to us and if you do not,
we’ll crush you with everything we’ve got!

Never forget, we’re the world’s police.
But do you really think what we want is world peace?

Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland