Another Wake Up Call About “Thanksgiving” Brought To You From The Archives When Obama’s Lame Ass Was Still President

 

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

 

 

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 who 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 had a Black-assed president, who to this very day, is 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’, who were actually colonizers, 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!

Christianity And The Church

 

 

 

 

Well, it’s Sunday morning
and someone said to me,
“Why aren’t you in church
celebrating Christianity?”

I sat and thought a spell,
and I poured myself a drink.
I said, “Church ain’t about love,
It’s got less than what you think.

It ain’t about paying tithes
or listening to the word.
It ain’t about the preacher man
or his hypocritical herd.

Christianity and the church
thanks to man are now obscene,
how can the Lord’s work
get done by those who are unclean?

The Reverend, just last night,
pinched me on my ass!
And a married man is he,
but he pinched me, bold as brass.

Guess where the married deacon was,
and I’ll give you a little hint.
He was on his knees all night,
giving head to a well-hung gent.

Now, I’m not one to judge
and I sin and come up short,
but church folk revile the devil,
when with him, they do cavort.

No, I’ll not be sitting in church
with those good ole Christian folk.
Just a taking in a scripture or two,
’cause it’s all just one big joke.

Now let me tell you something,
drive by the local motel,
on any Saturday night
and see the Christians reveling like hell.

Then on Sunday morning,
they’re all so pious and calm.
And then next Saturday night,
they ain’t thinking ’bout the 23rd psalm.

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

Just Like A Robot!

election-day

Programmed, just like a robot,
to respond to stimuli,
via mainstream media
and a politician’s every lie.

Four years ago,
there you stood
in the same line.
 Did it do you any good?

Now, here you are
at it again,
expecting what?
 Your candidate to win?

You don’t have a candidate
and you didn’t know this?
Oh, the gullible and the foolish
will forever heed the serpent’s hiss.

You, who speak of your ‘Garden of Eden’
as though you ever learned the lesson.
When it only takes a whisper in your ear
and you will gladly vote for your oppression.

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

On November 8th, go forth robots and vote, vote for ‘your’ candidate and then wait for whatever it is he/she has promised you. Let me know when you’ve received it. Because unless you are a member of the Fortune 500 Club and on ‘Billionaire’s Row’, your ass will be in a worse predicament than it is now. But hey! At least you can say that you ‘voted’ FOR the pile of shit ‘your’ candidate heaped on your plate. “Bon appétit!”

I Am Not A Shell Of A Human Lacking Humanity!

no humanity

Strong hands rest on gently rounded hips,
smooth dark skin and thick, full lips.
Tightly curled hair, my crowning glory;
a picture perfect, wordless story.

Sculpted features, carved by time,
upon my face, not one wrinkle or line.
Legs that stand firm to bear my weight,
and a Teflon coating that repels all hate.

Torn from Africa and brought to these shores,
compared and found lacking to pale-skinned whores.
Desire in the eyes of sickly white men,
with fetid breath and reeking of gin.

Sent to the fields and whipped every day,
trying to understand why I’m treated this way.
No hope of returning to the home that I loved.
I’m poked and prodded, pushed and shoved.

Stripped and sold and draped in chains,
told that I’m an animal and that I have no brains.
Am I a beast of burden or the white man’s slave?
To him, I am both until I’m lowered in my grave.

He will have to whip me, both day and night.
And still he’ll not crush me nor dim my light.
It glows from within and it will not die.
My bloodline will continue to multiply.

I will not worship his god; a deity of hate,
nor confine my soul to the white man’s fate.
That is not who I am and never will be,
I am not a shell of a human lacking humanity.

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

I absolutely refuse to bow down and worship the white man’s god! How can I worship that which produced filth that would enslave my ancestors and me, commit unspeakable atrocities against us and then have the unmitigated gall to then turn around and head inside a church to bow down and worship a so-called, god ‘of love’?You cannot have it both ways. Love cannot come from hate and whatever hatred is praying to, it is not a ‘god’ of love! You are being played! Stop playing the fool!

The ‘white’ man’s god is not a god of ‘love’ if it produced him, he who is filled with nothing but hate! Negro people, where is your capacity for critical thinking? How can you emulate the ‘white’ man’s ways when you know it doesn’t make any sense to follow him over the cliff? How can you know what he has done to your ancestors and is also doing to you and yet, you take up his habits, his beliefs, his justifications for why he does what he does and worship the same false idols? Are you insane? Because that would seem to be the case from where I sit. You dutifully bow your heads at the table and pray to a ‘god’ that produced hate, bigotry, racism, prejudice and a false sense of fake assed superiority designed to keep you in your place when that filth that has you believing that you are inferior is rotten to the core?

And yet, you still believe that evil personified is going to save you if only you will stand in line and vote for that which has been trying Its damned best to wipe you out of existence? Go ahead and continue playing the stooge for something that is less than an animal and is planning your genocide at all times!

Stolen From Africa!

stolen from Africa

Stolen from Africa,
my screams pierce the air.
 I  am left with only memories.
 You destroyed my essence
and claimed your victory.

With no conscience to guide you,
you invaded my body.
I am your slave
with nothing of my own;
not even my name.

My children are torn
 from their mother’s arms.
Sold like cattle
and raped at will.
Oh christian’s god,
where is thy mercy?

In the gathering darkness;
shielded by the night,
I look up at the stars
for guidance home.

Oh christian’s god,
where is thy mercy?
I am whipped and chained;
beaten and broken!

My spirit is trapped
in this hellish nightmare
of porcelain creatures
who crave my soul.
Oh christian’s god,
forsake me not!

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

It is crystal clear to me that the christian’s god did indeed deny mercy to the slaves. I guess seeing as how the christians thought of the slaves as something less than human, they and their ‘god’ considered the slaves to be beyond redemption. And to think that we are to believe that christians sailed to the ‘new world’ to escape religious persecution only to turn around and do far worse to innocent people.

Continue to re-write history and spread your lies and I will continue to expose the vicious hypocrisy, cruelty, barbarity and vileness of the ‘christian’ slavers! 

And Black folks, you sit somewhere, moaning and wailing and singing to a ‘god’ that is depicted in the very image of slavers. They brainwashed you well. You sit and look at pictures posted in your church of their likeness and you have the nerve to think that this filth wants you anywhere near them in their god’s fake ass heavenly dwelling? They don’t even want to live beside you on this planet, so what makes you think that they want you in a mansion in the sky beside them? Hell! For the most part, you’re even buried in different cemeteries. And you’re going to live beside that shit in their fake ass ‘heaven’? Get real! I cannot believe that you have the nerve to wonder why a coroner is counting and digging bullets out of your ‘loved’ ones ass! And don’t forget to keep those ‘movements’ coming. Fifty years from now, you will have ‘moved’ to exactly where you are now.

Merry Christmas Sandra Bland And To All Black Women In AmeriKKKa!

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Merry Christmas to ALL Black women. If you don’t know where you stand, then ask Sandra Bland. Ask the Grand Jury that decided that indictments for her murder were not necessary. Ask Bernie Sanders why he said, “There’s no doubt in my mind that she, like too many African Americans who die in police custody, would be alive today if she were a white woman,” Sanders said in a statement. “We need to reform a very broken criminal justice system.”

How the fuck can a system that is so broken; so deliberately broken be reformed? It needs to be destroyed.

But there you sit, Black women, wrapping presents and smiling at your daughters who may one day end up just like Sandra Bland. There you sit, hoping that Bernie Sanders or Hillary Clinton will initiate a reform of a fucked up criminal justice system that is anything but JUST to US! It is JUST US in the criminal injustice system and don’t you know it. But still, you wrap gifts and head to the mall for some last minute gift ideas. You laughingly joke with your friends that you have finally approached the end of your shopping. The Christmas tree is decorated. The Christmas dinner is going to be delicious this year. You have got so much to be thankful for. Yes, be thankful that you and your daughters are not Sandra Bland. Be real thankful. Be so thankful that you forget to stop for a moment and forget about Sandra Bland. Forget about the stupid goddamn reason she was pulled over. Forget about the fact that she was jailed in Texas over a minor, a MINOR traffic infraction and did she ever see the light of day afterwards? Hell no! She was SO goddamn depressed over her new job in Texas that she hanged herself in a Texas jail. Texas! The Lone Star State; home of the Alamo where a brave group of white shits that had fucked up the Indians confiscated Mexico and decided that THEY were the oppressed. Yeah, right! When the fuck have whites EVER been oppressed? Yeah, I’d fucking like to see THAT oppression! It’s always been the other way around. Oh how they love to re-write history to suit their own fucked up agenda. But those of us who refuse to be blindsided and bamboozled by those bloodthirsty savages know better. We know that Sandra Bland did not kill herself regardless of what some see-through skinned rejects from hell say!

Hold on while I top my 64′ Christmas tree with a lily-white assed angel! “Oh dear white god, high atop your heavenly perch, I am feeling your love! Oh fucking yes I am! And so is Sandra Bland. She felt your goddamn love so damn much that she hanged herself. She wanted to fucking meet you that damn bad! I just know she did. The white motherfuckers tell me so!” Isn’t that why no one is being held accountable for her death? Of course it is! No white filth in Texas had a goddamn thing to do with Sandra Bland found hanged in a jail cell. Those handy trash bags are put there for the express purpose of hanging your depressed ass if you feel the call. And Sandra Bland, according to all reports from filthy white asses, did indeed heed the call to meet her white ass maker in the sky. Praise the Lawd and pass the blood of Geezus to cleanse and wash away her sins! St. Peter done opened the gates of heaven and Sandra Bland is poised to enter. Oh wait! Hell no! She cannot enter the pearly gates because she committed the ultimate sin; she committed suicide in a Texas jail cell. Sakes alive! What the fuck? Sandra Bland was put through hell on earth and dammit if she’s not hell bound upon completion of her stint of hell on earth. Ain’t religion grand? Sandra Bland should not have been buried on consecrated ground for she was a sinner of the first degree. “Hear ye! Hear ye! No suicide shall be buried on consecrated ground. So sorry Sandra Bland. Heaven is not for you!” so sayeth the white man.

Heaven is for the saintly ass whites that murdered you. They are the vile and filthy shits that blindly send Black women and their daughters into churches all across AmeriKKKa; to sit up and worship some lily-white assed god that will never recognize you. You’re not white-assed. So, sit your worthless ass down, Black women and continue worshipping that which would kill each and every one of you if they could. And believe me, they are trying. You are worthless to them. Don’t that beat all? Oh fucking yeah! But you fall for their bullshit every time. You head to church on Sunday morning. You sit up in the pew and you listen to the word as written by lily white ass and you believe it. You swear by it. You uphold it and it never lets you down, does it? “Oh, my son Cedric will graduate from high school, ‘god’ willing!” Fuck god. He don’t will shit! God is a figment of a white motherfucker’s imagination and he uses that ‘god’ to control you and it is working. Why should it not? You’re fucking brainwashed and don’t lily white ass know it. He’s done a goddamn good ass job of it!

So, go ahead and sing your Christmas carols. Deck the halls with boughs of holly and fa-lalalala all goddamn day long. Spend your money! Max out your credit cards. Make some rich white shit’s day! Give over the title to your car and then buy that gigamongus 220″ HDTV. Hock your ass for the white man’s junk! He won’t even thank you for it. But he will hang your ass in a Texas jail and claim that you hanged yourself; you were THAT depressed AND suicidal! Deck your goddamn halls!

Merry Christmas, Sandra Bland and to you a silent, lonely and deadly night!

“Hark The Hypocrites Do Sing!”

hark the hypocrites

 

– sing to the tune of “Hark the Herald Angels Sing.”

Hark the hypocrites do sing!
Glory to the news they bring
Bombs on earth and missiles too
Aimed at me and aimed at you
Peace on earth is but a dream
Can’t you hear the people scream?
Watch the bombs light up the skies
Listen to the children’s cries
And the Christians doth proclaim
Christ was born and that’s so lame
There they sit with pants unzipped
I don’t want to see them stripped
Lambs aren’t in the manger fold
They are waiting to be sold
Lamb chops on the menu here
Wash them down with ice cold beer
Kiss your mother who is drunk
Daddy dear is in a funk
He didn’t get a penis pump
Where’s a cliff for him to jump?
Uncle Jack is in rehab
His herpes has formed a scab

Hark the hypocrites do sing
Glory to the new crack wing!
You will overdose again
When you do, just say, “Amen!”
We so love the holidays,
refugees are in a daze
Drones have struck the innocent
Brag about the cash you’ve spent
Christmas comes but once a year
Hark the hypocrites, you hear!
Glory to the bottom line.
Now throw out this dead ole pine
Bring me whiskey on the rocks
Time to ride some big ole cocks
Hark the hypocrites do sing!
Glory to your fake ass king!

Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland

©2015 Shelby I. Courtland

And if you didn’t know, I’ll be more than happy to clue you in. Your fake ass king is M-O-N-E-Y!

I am SO in the Christmas spirit this year, I just cannot help myself. Bombs are being dropped in distant lands. Drones are killing innocent people. But for one day, we will put all of that aside. We will, for one day, express our love for our family and friends and associates. We will gift them all that credit cards can buy. This is how we show our devotion and love; with gifts. We don’t show our love by worrying about the conditions of third-world sweatshops and the people who ‘slave’ in them. We don’t care that people are suffering so bad, that they would rather commit suicide than continue on. We carelessly head to the mall and shop until we drop; shoving that piece of plastic across the counter and out the door, we go. But we are so thoughtful and kind and decent. We then head to the supermarket and thoughtlessly pick the choicest piece of butchered cow or pig or lamb and we get someone to cook that up for us; rare, medium rare or well done. Stock the liquor cabinet. Are all the mixers shelved and ready? Oh look at the beautiful tree. It was beautiful when it was in its natural state, but now, it has been chopped and kept ‘green’ by some polluted ass faucet water; that is until this is all over and then, “Throw it away!”

In all actuality, this planet should “Throw us away!” I wish to hell it would. With our fake ass moaning over climate change; we cut down more trees to have signs printed calling for climate change reform when we are instrumental in the death of this planet by the cutting down of more and more trees for those very signs. Sigh! The ‘human’ race is a disgrace to this planet and to the innocent animals that occupy it and who are at the mercy of the merciless. How can we claim to be merciful when we are shedding tears because our father or brother or sister is overseas, suited up in military gear ready to kill someone they don’t even know and for what? Room and board? Some food stamps? Glory? Honor? One thing I can say is that we cannot lose honor because we never had any to begin with. Now, we’re all just meaningless filth; pretending to be do-gooders and concerned creatures. Shove it! Your so-called ‘loved one’ would not be in Iraq or Afghanistan or Syria if we did not have that killer instinct that drives us. Love does not drive us for if it did, we would not condone the killing of others and claim that it is honorable. What the fuck are YOU celebrating this Christmas? Especially those of you who go on and on about ‘climate change’. Those of you who go on and on about the untold miseries that other people are dealing with while you go on and on about how wonderful and kind you are that you hashtagged some solidarity with the ‘unfortunates’. You did your part when you displayed some colors in a flag over your Facebook photo. Oh wow! Now shit yourself because you did GOOD!

Maybe I am Miss goddamn humbug! But at least, I am honest about the fact that I am just another worthless so-called ‘human’. But one thing about me, I’m NO hypocrite! So, enjoy your ‘holiday’. And I sincerely hope that that pig you’ll eat, deposits itself on your ass!

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!

On The Wicked Ways Of Man

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I came back as a homeless man

And you locked me in a cage

The guards beat me ferociously

My Father was consumed with rage.

 

When next He sent me back to you

I walked across desert sand

A drone was sent to kill me

And I was back in my Father’s hand.

 

I was sent once more to shed some light

On the wicked ways of man

You once again, paid me no heed

since I had the deepest tan.

 

No more will I come for you

Your sins have damned you all

And when you die, you’ll not come here

In hell on your knees, you’ll crawl.

Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland

©2015 Shelby I. Courtland

 This one is for the Christians because you guys have just finished patting yourselves on your goddamn back  and screaming and yelling about how “He is risen!” etc., etc., and then got on with the business of hating on your foreign neighbors, got on with the business of playing fake ass do-gooders when you’re really taking all of the tithes that you bilk from the blind sheep and using it to purchase your fancy vehicles and take your grand vacations. I’ve watched as you beseeched the public for funds to feed the homeless, only to turn around and fill your pantries and freezers with the choicest meats and delicacies and gave to the poor and hungry, outdated shit and you smiled all day long over what your hypocritical ass was doing. Oh, you’ll get yours, indeed you will.

And if you are sitting somewhere expecting an announcement that Jesus has come back, are you serious? There will be no trumpet announcements and “Gather ye!” messages. Your biblical Jesus was poor and humble and walked the earth in a robe and if you truly believe that He will arrive driving a Cadillac Escalade with an Armani suit on, are you for real? You faithless shits wouldn’t know Jesus if he walked right through you. You wouldn’t even feel Him because you are dead inside. The only thing you care for is material shit and to see people who you think are your enemies, dead. You chase after ever more elusive highs because your sad and pathetic little world is really not doing it for you, is it? No, it’s not and that is why you have to deaden the awareness because you are not really living, you are just pretending because that is expected of you and you need stronger drugs and more alcohol to get you through the day because no one can know that you are not really as happy as you claim to be. But you won’t do what you need to do. You refuse to stop worshipping money and you just can’t stop being greedy, cold, callous, thoughtless and selfish. You pretend that you are not any of those things when in fact, you are all of them and so much more of the like.

If your Jesus did come back, what would He think of you? Yeah, I know and what’s more, so do you!

 

A 35 Year Sentence Took Me From ‘Brazen’ To Religion

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Bradley Manning’s sentence: 35 years for exposing us to the truth

This was never a fair trial – Obama declared Manning’s guilt in advance.
source:http://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2013/aug/21/bradley-manning-sentence-birgitta-jonsdottir

How could Bradley Manning have ever stood a chance? His Commander-in-Chief is a lying hypocrite. The judge who sentenced Manning was also an employee of the Commander-in-Chief, so was there ever really any reason to hold this mockery of a trial in the first place? Manning was guilty before the verdict was even handed down. His crime? He exposed the truth. He exposed cover-ups and lies. He exposed torture and crimes that would make the devil blush. So I ask, where were all the Christian supporters of Bradley Manning? After all, does not the Bible state:

King James Version: Proverbs:11:9 An hypocrite with [his] mouth destroyeth his neighbour: but through knowledge shall the just be delivered.

Christians, did you get that? Obama is the hypocrite. He ordered the killing of innocent people in Iraq and Afghanistan, Yemen and Pakistan. Obama ‘destroyeth’ his neighbors, his INNOCENT neighbors and Bradley Manning exposed Obama for the hypocrite that he is and yet, the hypocrite destroyeth his neighbor again by incarcerating him for 35 years for telling the truth. Why are you not up-in-arms over this? What is happening to Bradley Manning goes against practically every verse in ANY bible. The ‘just’ is not being ‘delivered’. The ‘just’ received 35 years for exposing the ‘unjust’. You’re not convinced yet? Okay!

King James Version: James:3:17 But the wisdom that is from above is first pure, then peaceable, gentle, [and] easy to be intreated, full of mercy and good fruits, without partiality, and without hypocrisy.

Let’s make an analogy here. Obama is the wisdom from above because he was Bradley Manning’s boss, so in essence, if we apply James3:17 to Obama and Manning, wouldn’t it have been on Obama to eschew the sanctioning of mass killings of civilians and to not throw the book at the one who exposed it? Is this not Obama’s hypocrisy? Is this not Bradley Manning’s pure, peaceable and gentle moment? So, why are you then in collusion with the hypocrite?

King James Version: Psalm:55:21 [The words] of his mouth were smoother than butter, but war [was] in his heart: his words were softer than oil, yet [were] they drawn swords.

Christians, can you apply this to Bradley Manning? No, I didn’t think so. Psalm:55:21 has Obama written all over it because he is a lying, murdering, depraved hypocrite who is without a glimmer of a conscience. Still not convinced?

I Timothy 4:2, “Speaking lies in hypocrisy; having their conscience seared with a hot iron.”

Again, the above verse speaks directly to the Obama Administration and the attempts to cover-up war crimes. To continue to tell lies, to continue to wallow in hypocrisy leads to a conscienceless state, thereby, having no qualms in condemning a man to 35 years in prison for standing up and doing what the Christian’s God states in the Bible is what he should have done. As I’ve stated before, the laws of God and man are not so easily defined when a man can speak the truth against the hypocrite and be punished. Christians, where is your outrage? What crime against God did Bradley Manning commit? What moral code did he break? Why should exposing the truth be criminalized simply because it interferes with the immoral crimes of a despot? Make no mistake, there will be others like Bradley Manning who will witness unspeakable crimes committed in our name and they will be silenced by whatever means necessary because the hypocrite is not shackled by a mere conscience. Are you a hypocrite or are you a Bradley Manning? It is not enough to merely go to church, sing your hymns, pay your tithes and exit your house of worship thinking that you have accomplished something. If you believe that you will be judged by your deeds, then exactly what have you done that warrants you a place in heaven? Did you speak up against tyranny and oppression? Did you watch the criminalization of an exposer of the truth and do nothing? Being a Christian is not to remain silent when God’s commandment of “Do Not Kill,” is tossed aside, because that is exactly what Obama is guilty of, killing. He has the blood of innocents on his hands, the same as George W. Bush, Dick Cheney and crew. By your deafening silence, you are a willing accomplice to a liar and a hypocrite and you condone torture and killing and as such, you are displaying a singular lack of ethics, morality and Christian behavior.