Black Man Let His Daughter Die Because He Did Not Want To Mess Up His New Car! W.T.F.???!!!!

 

 

I am about to go off, AGAIN! When I said the Black man is a weak, punk ass bitch, don’t blame the shit on no one else! That shit sits squarely on Black men. Read this while I weep!

Family, Neighbors of Man Accused of Not Letting Cops Break Window to Free Daughter from Hot Car Speak Out

Sidney Deal, 27, was arrested on Tuesday and charged with child abuse, neglect, or endangerment resulting in substantial bodily harm after accidentally locking his 21-month-old daughter, Sayah Deal, inside his hot car. He then allegedly refused to break the windows to free her, apparently not wanting to damage the car and believing she was in air-conditioning.

He didn’t want “to damage the car?” So, his car was more important to him than his TWENTY-ONE MONTH OLD DAUGHTER????? Obviously! The article goes on to say that Deal flagged down the Klan kops to help him ‘deal’ with the fact that he would rather not break the windows of his new car in order to get his daughter out since he had locked the keys in the car. The Klan kops stand around, patiently waiting for Deal to give them the authority to open the car to get the baby out. And let me just clear up one thing, I have read that Klan kops can open ANY door since they have an instrument that allows them to do that and so why did they not use that in this instance? Because I have read police reports whereas people had mistakenly locked their cars, and Klan kops showed up to see what was wrong, found out that the keys were left in the car and they then unlocked the car. So, why did that not happen in this instance? Oh, my bad! The baby was a Black girl. For the love of !!!! Everybody’s ass at the scene of that HOMICIDE need to be cooling their heels inside a prison cell including the damn Klan kops that showed up, but did absolutely nothing until they saw that the baby had died and that is when they broke the window. The article even states that the Klan kops just stood around because they could “see that the baby was breathing,” but when they knew she was dead, that is when they broke into the fucking car, got the dead baby out and then charged the baby’s father with “child abuse, neglect, or endangerment resulting in substantial bodily harm.” They ALL stood by and so they should ALL be charged with murdering that poor, innocent baby. I am just outraged!!!!

The officers offered to break the windows, call a tow truck or get a locksmith for Deal.

Police believe Sayah had been inside the hot car for over an hour when an officer finally broke open a window, Las Vegas Sun reported.

By then, Sayah was already dead, according to the publication.

But before that, while the Klan kops and Deal were standing around the locked car, waiting for the baby to die, Deal called his brother and when the brother arrived, Deal’s brother offered to break the window and Deal “stopped him and said he wanted to wait for a tow truck” and “insisted he not damage his new vehicle, stating he had just bought the car and did not have the money to repair a broken window,” the arrest report said, according to the Review-Journal. So, here we had yet ANOTHER Black weak, punk ass bitch arrive on the scene, see a baby in distress inside a car, know that she’s been there for a minute because he had to be called to the scene and the baby had been locked inside the car for ALL that time and he does nothing but listen to his weak, punk ass bitch brother and did NOT break the window to get the baby, HIS NIECE, out of the damn car! And yet some folks want to make excuses for these Black weak, punk ass bitches! Y’all need to shut the hell up! Seriously!!!!

Get a load of THIS shit, the mother of the baby’s father, Artavia Wilson, has yet to come out and say that what happened to that baby was horrible, she is only going on and on about what a wonderful father her son was to the baby and that he was not ‘negligent’ because he asked Klan kops for assistance and so that right there negates his responsibility of keeping his daughter safe. Artavia Wilson believes that Klan kops give a shit for Black babies and so therefore, her son, Deal, is not culpable because he put his daughter’s life in the hands of Klan kops. I guess that bitch NEVER accepted responsibility for a damn thing she ever did wrong. “Oh, it’s his father’s genes. That’s why he wasn’t thinking clearly. I don’t blame myself. I don’t blame my son. I blame his father.” That’s how that bitch would probably carry it if she didn’t have the Klan kops to blame.

Deal’s mother, Artavia Wilson, said. “My son is a great father … He works. He is a very responsible young man.”

But the little girl’s mother, Mariah Coleman, 28, said she wants justice for her daughter.

“If you loved and provided for your daughter so much, why did you let her die?” Coleman said at a vigil for Sayah Tuesday night, the Review-Journal reports.

“He had no remorse in his mugshot,” she said. “My baby is gone, and I need somebody to do time.”

I still canNOT wrap my head around the fact that so many damn ADULTS were on the scene and the only one who was not an adult ended up dying. How is that shit possible? Because like I’ve stated, over and over again and I will continue, Black men are weak, punk ass bitches that care more about any material possession they get over their own children or Black women. And those Klan kops were a given. There was no use in flagging down some damn Klan kops and expecting other than what happened; a Black person died at the scene. Don’t we always? But it speaks volumes that two Black men were standing around scratching their heads over a damn car and a Klan kop was standing there “abiding by what some Black man said, ” and so decided NOT to break the window and rescue the little Black girl until AFTER she had died? When have Klan kops ever listened to a damn thing Black people have to say at the scene of anything? They just do what they do and to hell with the consequences and so exactly what I said, went down, went down. The Klan kops were only too happy to assist with another Black person getting murdered. And that is what happend; every damn ass at the scene is an accessory to MURDER, from the child’s father to the child’s father’s brother to the Klan kops that showed up. They should ALL be sitting behind bars. But of course, who goes to jail when some foul ass shit goes down even with whites on the scene participating in that shit? Black folks, that’s who.

Why am I never around somewhere when I need to be? Because that damn car window would have been dealt with so damn fast, everyone’s head at the scene would have been spinning and it still would because I would have broken out every goddamn car window to get to that little innocent baby girl, but men don’t give a damn. They don’t. Black men, white men; it makes no difference, they just don’t really give a good goddamn about women, children, the whole nine yards.

And I have got to incorporate something from a blog I was reading because it fits in with this. The blog is titled, The Rihanna-Repeat: Meg Thee Stallion and The Black Female Role In Assassinating Black Male Character and this is what I take umbrage with:

The power of the white media to shape not only how blacks conceptualize our own people, but who and what we see as good and bad, beautiful and ugly, etc is far more crucial that any smokescreen issue they place in the forefront. Stallion and Rihanna’s narratives were never about black women and domestic violence, they are about relegating the black man to position as aggressor. The media only “cares” about black adversity when said adervsity can be used to divide, conquer, and manifest the desired destiny of the white imaginary. These narratives exist to depict the black male brute as truth and not a caricature or figment of the white imaginary.

These scenarios function as a means to engender contention between the black man and black woman, to pit us against one another so that we will see the good in white, or non-black persons of color, before we see the good in ourselves.

First of all, Black women are not assassinating Black male character, Black males are doing that shit and those of us who are in the real world and know what our reality is and are not fixated on some ‘celebrity’ bullshit are getting our asses handed to us by Black males who are indeed, fucked up. We don’t need whites to point shit out to us about Black men because we have our own experiences from dealing with their asses. I don’t give a damn what the “white media” has to say or how do you put it, “conceptualize our own people.” I’m not conceptualizing a damn thing. I’m calling a spade, a spade. If the goddamn shoe fits, the Black motherfucker is going to wear it. I didn’t ask Deal to leave his daughter inside a locked car, refuse to have the windows broken until his baby died. He did that shit. The media just reported on the shit. The media did not have to lie about what that Black man did to his daughter. Ain’t nobody lying on these Black-assed motherfuckers. They are doing THE SHIT! Deal with it! I don’t know, maybe YOUR man is a saint. Good for you, but that does not mean that what every other Black woman is dealing with is the same as what you are. My last blog’s comments proves that shit, regardless of whether you read them or not.

Furthermore, I have ZERO respect for ANY Black woman that will state that Black men get a bad rap basically because of the white media shaping the narrative. That don’t cut the fucking mustard. Is the white media lying on Black men as it relates to child support and the fact that the Black man is often so far in arrears in paying child support, his ass is worthless? Is the white media lying on Black men when it states the truth in that Black men go from one Black woman to another, begetting child after child after child and don’t even bother helping to raise ANY child he helped bring into this world? Also, Black men do that same shit when they get with those pasty-faced cows, but I don’t give a shit about them.

And as was the case with this Deal dude, who was driving his daughter around in his “brand new car,” how did that work out for his daughter? It didn’t. She’s dead and so is that the fault of the ‘white media” for reporting the story? Apparently, in your view, Black men get a free pass every single goddamn day, all day just for being Black assed. Well in here, they don’t. I don’t give a damn that whites see this because they’ve got their issues too. But I am damn sure NOT going to be a party to letting Black men off the hook just because you think that the “white media” has it in for Black men. When those Black weak-assed punks start acting like ‘men’, then I’ll give them some damn props, but as it stands, they don’t get any because they haven’t EARNED any props. You don’t just get props for being Black-assed in Amerikkka. Black women are in Amerikkka as well and are looking to Black men to help them rear their children, but what is happening instead is that Black men are not doing what a MAN is supposed to do and THAT shit is NOT on the ‘white media’, that shit is on Black ‘men’. And what’s more, since you went to college, you damn sure as hell are completely aware of this.

No one has to lie on Black men. Every damn argument that I have made for the fact that Black ‘men’ are some weak, punk ass bitches has been backed up by my personal experiences with Black men. Can’t no damn body tell me about a Black man because I know their ass. I don’t want to, but I fucking do. But I will not uplift SHIT and that’s what this motherfucker who let his daughter die because he loved his damn car more than he loved his daughter, is; a piece of stinking, maggot coated shit who is now sitting up in jail and a GoFundMe page had to be set up to bury his daughter and yet that piece of stinking, maggot coated shit had a brand new car, but not enough money to bury his own daughter while he cools his heels in prison for killing her.

And furthermore, you need to take your ass on over to mysparkingthoughts blog because you’re eyeball deep in fantasy land if you can post shit about some supposed ‘celebrities’ over reality. Ain’t nobody going through a whole pandemic thinking about no Meghan Thee Stallion or that other bitch when we got real issues to deal with out here. Black women are losing their jobs and with no child support coming in from loser Black ‘males’, what the fuck do you think is going to happen to them and their children? Homelessness and hunger, that’s what. But you want to focus on some damn Meghan Thee Stallion? I didn’t even know about some trifling bitch going by that sick shit until I read your blog and yet you want us to understand that Black men are getting a raw deal from the “white media.” To hell with that! Black women and their children ARE getting a raw ass deal because they cannot depend on who they should be able to depend; Black men. But they are NOWHERE to be found. Shit fucked up for millions of us and we are supposed to focus on some ‘celebrity’ shit and on what the ‘white media’ is saying about their shit??!!! Yeah, this pandemic is most definitely causing motherfuckers to lose their damn mind.

Finally, the last re-blog that I put up, the comments are in detail about the issues Black women face in dealing with Black ‘men’. No ‘white media’ has made up any of that. Those comments, AGAIN, are from personal experience and there are plenty more where those came from. We are being pitted against each other by each other. Because how the hell am I going to go to bat or cape for a motherfucker who allowed my child to die because he didn’t want to “mess up his brand new car?” Are you fucking serious? Why would I stay with a man that’s beating my ass and I’m paying the fucking bills? Why would I not call out a motherfucker that owes child support because he also helped in bringing the child into this world? Why should I say nothing when a Black man will run when the going gets tough, but before the shit got real, his ass was all about “Black men take care of your Black queens, yada, yada, yada?” And then his ass took off, never to be seen or heard from again? So you come again about who is making Black ‘men’ look like the pieces of shit they are! Because if you are not in fantasy land, then you can see that Black ‘men’ don’t need ANY help in looking like the weak, punk ass bitches they really are! I’m about keeping the shit real. Ain’t no ‘celebrity’ shit going on all up in here. Ain’t nobody got time for that stupid shit! Bring your ass back down to earth with the rest of us mere mortals and try and FOCUS!

Black Woman Charged With FIRST DEGREE MURDER Of Her Boyfriend Who Shot Her Last Year!

 

I am seriously shaking my head over THIS one! What in the world??!! If someone shoots me, why, oh why would I date that person again, but not only that, also, invite that person to live with me??!!!!! WHY???!!! But that is exactly what happened.

Woman Charged with Murder of Live-In Boyfriend Who Shot Her Last Year

A North Carolina woman has been charged with first-degree murder in the death of her boyfriend, who shot her last year.

It is unclear exactly what led to the shooting, which was the second incident involving the couple in the last year and a half.

In April 2019, Willie Breeden was charged with assault with a deadly weapon inflicting serious injury after he allegedly shot Valencia McLean with an AR-15 style rifle.

Not only did 31-year old Valencia McLean lie about how she was shot by her boyfriend, 33-year old Willie Breeden, she viciously lied by saying that Breeden did not intentionally shoot her which led to a dismissal of the charges. She claimed that Breeden was cleaning the rifle while at the same time, showing her how to use it, when the rifle ‘accidentally’ went off and shot her in the leg. First of all, why would you be cleaning a ‘loaded’ gun? And why would you teach someone who does not know how to use a gun, with a gun that is loaded? Make it make sense! But, nevertheless, because Valencia McLean lied to the Public Defender’s Office on behalf of a man she must have been so damn in love with, she just could not imagine life without him and so took him back and despite her lies to the contrary that they weren’t having domestic violence issues, now needs a Public Defender her damn self because she is too poor to hire an attorney and she is most definitely going to have to live withOUT that boyfriend she lied like a rug for.

Now her ass is standing somewhere all handcuffed and shit waiting on the white man to make sure that her Black ass remains behind bars sewing shirts and pants and taking orders from customers over the phone for ten cents a day which will be used for commissary.

 

Yeah, look at her! This is what you look like when you can’t leave a no good Black man alone that shot you. You stand somewhere in handcuffs, awaiting a life sentence to be served in hell. If she had left that bastard the fuck alone, and if she had never lied and said that when he shot her, it was an accident, she wouldn’t be standing somewhere looking crazy and also a prime candidate for contracting COVID-19 while incarcerated.

That could have been me standing there looking stupid, and no, my ex-husband did not shoot me, but he damn sure as hell beat the fuck out of me, dragged me, threw me, punched my lights out and some more shit, but I knew that I was not the type of person who could stand being locked up and so I got the hell out! And I never looked back for years because I stayed hidden; I stayed off the radar until I thought it safe for me to finally initiate divorce proceedings in the state that I had escaped to. I divorced his ass and so don’t tell me that there are not ways to get away from abusers because I did take the shit for awhile because I grew up watching that shit play out between my parents. My dumbass mother put up with the shit and subjected us to the shit. My middle sister married an abuser and so did I. She had to divorce his ass. But both of us did NOT go to prison in order to escape our abuser. I understand that we are NOT everyone, but those bastards are not worth you spending the rest of your life behind bars over. LEAVE! Don’t go back and don’t let them come back! And if they continue to harass you, don’t even bother with restraining orders, LEAVE THE STATE! There are shelters for abused women. Are they the Ritz Carlton? Hell no! But I hear tell that even the Ritz Carlton has had bedbug problems.

If a man shoots your ass, you don’t welcome him back. You don’t lie for him. You don’t accept shit from him. You make sure that his ass is locked up for as long as the white motherfucker says he has to be locked up because if you don’t then your ass is going to become ANOTHER Valencia McLean and she is only THIRTY ONE YEARS OLD and has been charged with FIRST DEGREE MURDER! Do you know what type of sentence a FIRST DEGREE MURDER conviction will get you….and factor in that she has a PUBLIC DEFENDER and her ass is grass?

First degree murder Death penalty or life imprisonment without parole via this site

You think I’m about to catch a case of that type over a no good ass Black man???!!! Oh hell no!!!

I am still trying to understand how she could take his ass back in the first damn place, I just cannot figure that one out. With all the same type of fish in the damn sea as that piece of shit and she couldn’t do without THAT particular fish??!!! That goes beyond desperation, insanity and some more shit! There ain’t that much ‘love’ in this whole damn world to let the motherfucker BACK in your face that shot you and he is BACK in your face because you lied and said it was an accident! Maybe, it’s just me, but I cannot comprehend how ANYONE could just let that shit slide. Here I am with a wound that is going to remind me that you shot me and I want you back??!!! Not fucking happening!

Black women, grab some damn sense from somewhere, I don’t care where, but understand that you are worth more than just allowing yourself to be abused to the point whereas you become a Valencia McLean. No one is worth that. Valencia McLean is going to spend the rest of her life in prison if she doesn’t get the death penalty. But either way, wouldn’t it have been better for her if she had just let that man rot when he shot her because now look where she is? How did it help her to lie for him, get him out of prison, only to find herself in prison for killing his ass? Now, she needs the same damn Public Defender’s office that she called to get his now dead ass out of prison for shooting her to represent her over her killing his ass! Oh the irony of it all! And since she is so obviously, clueless, I am sure that the irony is lost on her. For the love of !!!!!!

“WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! I Am So Bored! I AM Tired Of Sitting At Home With My Family! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”

That is all I hear when I am out and about getting groceries or other essentials. Well, let me tell you something, you won’t be bored for very much longer because you’ll be dead.

Trump has decided that come May, America is reopening. And so I can just hear this shit now, “May Day! May Day! Send help, my sister can’t breathe!” But the thing is see, no one is coming, or if they do, by the time they get to you, your sister will be dead because once this shithole reopens, the very last thing you are going to have to worry about is being bored.

So, when Trump gives the “all clear!,” bust through those doors and go out and head inside a restaurant, go to Disney World, go to Six Flags, go to a nail salon, go to the wig store, go and get on a plane and head to wherever you feel that you’ll not be bored. Go ahead! And then, come on back in here and tell me what a great time you are having on a COVID-19 hospital ward somewhere. Go ahead! Head out those doors and go do whatever it is you feel won’t bore you since sitting at home with your supposed “LOVED ONES” bores you.

This “boredom” shit just goes to show that there really isn’t anything called ‘love’ going on at all because at first, you couldn’t see your loved ones much because either they were working when you weren’t and you were working when they were at home and now that all of you are at home at the same time because of a PANDEMIC, you’re now bored. It is all psychological, but you cannot understand that. You balk when someone tells you that, for your own good, you must ‘shelter in place’. That don’t set well with you. You’ve got to be the one to decide when you stay home and when you go dine out at a restaurant or see a movie or drive down the damn street or go to the gym or wherever it is that you go when you’re not at home and that gives you so much pleasure. What? Can’t sneak out to see your side piece?

If you are so damn bored, call a hospital and see if you can volunteer on the COVID-19 floor holding a dying person’s hand as they breathe their last. And if that’s not something they’ll let you do, Walmart is hiring and so you can be out working at Walmart as many hours as you please because Walmart is desperate for workers. In fact, Walmart is going to take extra precautions next week by requiring all employees to wear face masks. They have installed coughing stations at checkouts and so you should be good. Of course the Walmart employees who have already died from COVID-19 weren’t so good, but since Walmart has stepped up its game, you should be fine, and you’ll certainly not be bored, especially if they station your ass near the toilet paper or water aisle. You’ll constantly get bombarded about when the next shipment is due while someone with COVID-19 is breathing down your neck, but you will NOT be bored. Soon, you will be dead. So, which is it going to be boredom or dead? “Most Americans will take ‘dead’ for $200 Alex!”

And for those of you who think that since you’ve already been infected with COVID-19 and survived, you’re fine. Not so fast. It seems that some of you can get it AGAIN. So, do you want to spin the wheel and see if you’re one of the lucky ones? How’s your luck? And if it’s been good, do you think that’s about to change?

Since Trump thinks that America has flattened the curve, let’s just see what COVID-19 has to say about that and in case you’re wondering how other countries are faring when they thought they had beat COVID-19, just ask the Japanese how they’re faring these days. I’ll give you a hint. It’s not so great!

Come May, there’s going to be so many “May Day! May Day!” scenarios, no one will be bored because for one, you don’t even know how many people are dead and have yet to be found inside their homes or apartments. COVID-19 cases and deaths are escalating in America as I type this and yet because Trump wants business back up and running, and since you are bored anyway and since the Trump Administration has also seen to it that any assistance that was supposed to help since many are unemployed right now, has not been forth coming, that makes it all the more appealing to you to throw open your front door and head out as though the only thing that’s been keeping you at home is a hurricane.

This virus is no hurricane. It is not a tornado. It is not a wildfire. It is a virus that is highly contagious and hardly any country was prepared for it, especially NOT this one. You may think that because you’re not elderly and in a nursing home that you’ll be fine, but do some research and you’ll find that there are plenty of people under the age of 70 who are dead and who also had no underlying health conditions. Don’t take my word for it, do your own research or better yet, don’t. Just head on out the door and venture forth and enjoy yourselves because it is quite obvious that time spent with your families ain’t doing it for you because you are bored. The situation is so bad that I read an article yesterday about the fact that thanks to COVID-19, divorces are about to skyrocket. Is it really because of COVID-19 or is it because there was no love there anyway? How could spending a little over a month with your loved ones have caused spikes in domestic violence, boredom and probable high rates of divorce proceedings just as soon as the papers can be filed? This virus has brought out the worst in people or maybe it is simply that there is nothing more to people than the worst. It has shown ‘humans’ for what they really are; selfish, self-serving, self-centered, dispassionate assholes. None of you have a clue what love means because if you did, you could not be so upset to the point of whining and crying that you have to spend time with your own family members. What’s the problem? You’ve got Alexa. You’ve got Siri. You’ve got your smartphones. The lights are on since power companies have been told to cease disconnections. Your washers and dryers are still running since you’re not living in the midst of a hurricane. You’ve got all of your creature comforts at home to get you through this and yet, you are bored, but most of all, you are bored with YOUR OWN DAMN FAMILY!

Let me ask you something, since you are bored, have you ever given a single thought as to how the homeless are coping during this pandemic or has it been all about how bored you are? Have you ever given a thought for those who could not stay home and be with their families during this time because they’ve been on the front lines trying to save people and have themselves, died trying? Have you thought about that as you complained about how bored you are? Has it ever entered your mind that those who were deemed ‘essential workers’ wish they had had the opportunity to spend that time at home with their loved ones before many of them died? Did it ever cross your mind that while you’ve been bored, there have been people who you didn’t even acknowledge at the checkout register that rang your groceries up and they are no longer there because they contracted COVID-19 and died? Have you ever thought about that? Does it resonate with you at all? Of course not because it is all about you and how bored you are.

For those of you who claim to believe in God, please shut up! Something is trying to get through to you and as each crisis or disaster comes down the pike, you never pay attention; you never take heed. And just like COVID-19 has come along to see if there is an ounce of humanity left on this planet, so too, will another crisis come that will make COVID-19 seem like a mere case of the sniffles. And you will fail that test as well because there is no sign of humanity on this planet when all you’re doing during this crisis is wailing and moaning about how bored you are at being at home with your family; a family you supposedly love and yet you cannot wait to head out of that door and away from them. Seriously??!! How sad is that? People are fighting with one another just because they cannot stand being around one another for more than a few days. People are contemplating divorcing one another simply because they have been in each other’s company too long to suit them. People are contemplating suicide at the loss of a vehicle. It is ALL about you, isn’t it? But then, hasn’t it always been? And people have the nerve to wonder why there is so much hatred and animosity displayed towards one another while there are no signs of love to be found anywhere. I don’t wonder. I see ‘humans’ for what they really are and what I see is so damn ugly, all of you are a waste of skin, no matter the color and I sincerely mean that and none of you could prove me wrong if you tried.

What The Hell??!!!!

woman was executed by boyfriend

 

Black folks, I am going to have to get ugly all up in here! What the hell??!!!

“Pregnant woman executed by her gangland boyfriend for refusing to get an abortion!”

According to the article, Candace Pickens loved being a mother to her three-year old son Zachaeus and she was looking forward to becoming a mother for the second time. Unfortunately, her choice of a partner was her undoing. For the father of her child, she chose a ‘man’ who had a criminal record for domestic violence against another woman who also had a baby by him, not only that but he also had an attempted robbery conviction and in addition to that, it has also been suggested that he was affiliated with a gang.

Now, I could shake my head over Ms. Pickens choice over who she chose to date and have a baby with, but seeing as how the father of her unborn and now dead child, has been charged with their murder, that would be extremely insensitive of me and so I shall just concentrate on the choices we women make when attempting to enter into relationships with men who are absolutely wrong for us in every possible way. It is not only the fact that we know these men are wrong, it would seem that many of us are still into the “I want the bad boy type and yes I know what he did to his other baby mama but he would not do that to me because I am different. I am special.”

Uh, no you’re not! You are just a piece of ass to this type and they will use you and go on to the next, depositing who knows what inside you while impregnating you. And these days, with the explosion of all sorts of STDs that you cannot get rid of, not to mention that Black women in Ms. Pickens age group, statistically speaking, are the new face of AIDS, why are they not better protecting themselves? With information right at our fingertips stating the obvious, we still don’t pay attention and decide that “it’s never going to happen to me. I am the exception and not the rule.”

Newsflash, no matter how special you think you are, to these men, you are not the exception because unfortunately, many Black women have decided that they value themselves so little that they will lie down with a detestable piece of garbage who would shoot his own mama if she crossed him. This misogynistic piece of shit deserves no mercy. Even I would throw the book at his Black ass and never  would he see the light of day!

Somewhere along the way, we have failed our daughters and we have failed in producing sons who respect and revere the Black woman. We have failed our daughters in the sense that they don’t even care what they lie down with. They care so little for the health and safety of their bodies that they become a trash receptacle. And Black men, and I use the term loosely, because a ‘MAN’ would never do this to a woman, have veered so far out into left field that many are just too far gone to reach. I look at many Black men today and I just shake my head, AGAIN because I say to myself, “No way! No goddamn way!” If I was that oversexed, I’d head to Dildo Land before I’d take that mess ‘head’ on.The snake that executed this woman also shot her son in the head and left them both for dead. I just cannot imagine that kind of evil. I just cannot.

We are truly lost!

I go on and on about how Black people are the target for racist KKKops, have been disenfranchised, are victims of gentrification, a school-to-prison pipeline, mass incarceration, mass unemployment, homelessness and a litany of other ails and then this comes along and speaks a different language to me. It speaks to me of a weakness that is a growing disease among Black people that cannot be cut out. This is not the first time that this has happened and it will not be the last, unfortunately.

But I am not going to let the shit that Black folks do to each other, slide. When I see shit, I am calling it that and this shit makes no goddamn sense at all. A child who just celebrated his third birthday is in the hospital with his eye shot out by a piece of filth that also killed his mother and what would have been his sibling just because he wanted her to abort his baby.

Excuse me, but he didn’t know how to use a condom? He’d never heard of them? And apparently, dead Ms. Pickens had never heard of them either even though, the article goes on to state that she was attending community college and ultimately wanted to be a nurse.

Now, I could go on and on about how Ms. Pickens failed to get her education first before deciding to have children. I could go on and on about her choices over who she decided to have children with. I could go on and on about saving herself for marriage with the ‘right’ man; a man who will love and cherish her and provide for her, not by engaging in criminal acts but by the sweat of his brow. But what would be the point in that? It obviously falls on deaf ears and blind eyes.

And I know this to be true because Friday, my cousin treated me to lunch at Fogo de Chao and since it was prom night, no parking was available downtown and I had to park the car and take the bus downtown. Lawd have mercy, please! Some Black girl was at the back of the bus, on the phone, just a carrying on. I had to listen to,

“I told that nigga that his bitch called me and I don’t know how she got my number and she contacted me on Facebook and his other baby mama started up some drama with me on Facebook and I told her, bitch, you ain’t getting fucked by him, I am. That nigga know who he come home to at night and why you got a picture of my dog on your Facebook page?”

On and on, it went. I was SO goddamn embarrassed to be Black, it was unreal. From now on, if I must head downtown, I am going to first check and make sure that there is plenty of parking available and no Twins games, etc., because I refuse to subject myself to that shitload of ignorance. I wanted to go to the back of the bus and shoot her in her mouth. The least thing I should have done was pepper sprayed her ass and then stunned her. I probably would have received a standing ovation.

Now I see why what happened to Ms. Pickens is going to continue. Young Black girls of today have no respect for themselves or for the children they have with these punks who lie down with them, deposit their seed and then it is on to the next. And we wonder why the younger generation is so fucked up. I don’t. Twenty-five minutes on a bus told the story.

And now, a young woman who had her life ahead of her, lies dead and her young son is in a hospital, fighting for his life. Her unborn child is dead and the father of her unborn child is charged with their murder. Who do we blame for this?

The Biggest Lie Ever Told!

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Straight Outta Compton;
 the biggest lie ever told.
Gloss over the truth
and the public is sold.

Offer an apology,
 why don’t you Dr. Dre?
It’s so late in coming.
Did fame get in the way?

Beating up on women
can be overlooked.
What’s a little abuse
 when the matinée  is booked?

No ho can steal the thunder
 of Niggers With Attitude
  making money for the man.
 Who needs their gratitude?

When we tell our story
 who will fill in the blanks
 about the women that got beaten;
 those hos, bitches and skanks?

Sell-outs rule the day
from Compton in L.A.
to the District of Columbia,
 and all across the U.S.A.

Get with the program,
it’s all about getting paid.
If the bitches come around
they know, they gone get laid.

If she stepped outta line,
she got beat just like a man
by a nigger with an attitude.
And now you’re my biggest fan.

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

Dr. Dre Apologizes to the ‘Women I’ve Hurt’

N.W.A., topped the box office last week with a $56.1 million opening.. “Compton,” his first album in 16 years, debuted at No. 2 on the Billboard chart. Last year, the music company that Dr. Dre helped establish, Beats, was sold to Apple for $3 billion, making him the self-proclaimed “first billionaire in hip-hop.”

But critics charge that the movie, which was co-produced by Dr. Dre, glosses over N.W.A.’s record of misogyny and ignores Dr. Dre’s history of physically abusing women.

“I apologize to the women I’ve hurt. I deeply regret what I did and know that it has forever impacted all of our lives.”

“He{Dr. Dre} was often physically abusive, hitting her with a closed fist and leaving “black eyes, a cracked rib and scars.” said Michel’le, a former girlfriend of Dr. Dre.

So, it would appear that police brutality was addressed in the movie, but not the brutality unleashed by Dr. Dre towards women, until now that is in his decades late apology. But of course, he is reformed and all is forgiven; this moneymaker, because if Dr. Dre sold his music company, Beats, to Apple for $3billion, is anyone foolish enough to not get how much Apple has made from Beats purchase?

Who cares about some women that got busted up by him? No man’s closed fist punch hurts a mere woman, does it? There’s more money to be made off Dr. Dre, so hos accept what you asked for, deal with it, dude has apologized, is still making money for us and we are laughing all the way to the bank. Yeah! Like we give a shit about your black eyes, cracked ribs and scars. You know you asked for it or you wouldn’t have been dating him. Live and learn and sometimes, living hurts, don’t it?

I am being SO goddamn sarcastic, it ain’t even funny.

Straight Outta Compton may be a blockbuster hit, but it got no takers here. A piece of shit that will hit a woman AND with a closed fist, will get no props from me, much less my hard-earned goddamn money. Fuck that shit!

Domestic Violence!

Love should never leave bruises, nor lead to killing. Pick up the phone. Help IS available!
Love should never leave bruises, nor lead to killing. Pick up the phone. Help IS available!

She scuttles around the house, afraid to make a sound.
She hides who she really is whenever he’s around.

He ‘lords’ it over her and tries to make her feel small.
He struts like he’s the man, the man who has it all.

She would leave him in a heartbeat, but the children just might suffer.
She stops his misuse of them; she’s their only buffer.

He tells her not work because he is in control.
Control is what it’s all about to keep her on his dole.

He’s aggressively abusive and domineering; without cause.
He spews insults all over her without an awkward pause.

She thinks that it’s her fault, that she’s the one to blame.
Who could she tell and expose her secret shame?

“Is it something I have done?” she wonders when he’s gone.
The fear won’t go away though she knows she’s all alone.

Is this the bed she made and therefore, must lie in it?
What should she do? What can she do? She’s almost reached her limit.

She looked down at her bruises and contemplated getting out.
She hastened to fix his meal; set aside a glass of stout.

The key turned in the lock, she heard him coming in.
This would be a fight that neither one would win.

He complained about her cooking; he complained about the beer.
He stood over her and shouted; he knocked her on her rear.

She crawled to the closet, dragged herself up off the floor,
stumbled in her haste as she made it to the door.

She called out his name; he turned and looked at her.
It was fast, it was slow; it was all just one big blur.

The stunned look; his shocked expression would haunt her every day.
At her feet he fell and that is where he lay.

Dazed though she was, she thought she heard a noise.
Her kids were coming home and she gained a little poise.

She sent them to a neighbor and then dialed nine-one-one.
Now, she’s in prison, wondering, “What else could I have done?”

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
© 2013 Shelby I. Courtland

As we begin to celebrate the holiday season, let us not forget that this is the time of year that can bring out the worst in people. The holidays seem to induce an increase in domestic violence incidents I know that when I was growing up, the incidents of domestic violence in the home, certainly did escalate during the holidays. More information about the seriousness of domestic violence follows.

Domestic violence can increase during the holidays, resources available.

According to Noah Project Executive Director Leigh Ann Fry, an unprecedented number of victims have been seeking assistance over the past two months. She said more than 900 un-duplicated victims were served from Fiscal Year 2012 to 2013—but the project has already surpassed that number going into the current fiscal year.

Several different factors play into domestic violence. Victims can be of any age or gender and abuse can be either physical or emotional.

Fry said the holiday season does not cause abusive behavior, but it can trigger abuse.

“The person who is a batterer – it’s about control,” Fry said. “There are certain things that will set them off: Increased pressure around the holidays, when it’s cold outside the kids are inside playing [and] they can’t go outside, there’s not enough money to provide the meal—the toys that you want for the holidays—and those kinds of things, you just really begin to see an increase in family violence.”

If you’re visiting family over the holidays, pay close attention to your host and look for anything that seems out of character or out of the ordinary.

“Isolation is a huge red flag,” Fry said. “If it’s someone in your family who has always participated in family meals and family gatherings and suddenly they’re finding all kinds of excuses not to participate, that is a red flag and you need to listen to that.”

Fry pointed out a startling reality about past cases.

“Several times this year we’ve provided services to women who the police have found literally tied up in their homes,” Fry said. “If you’re missing a family member—someone’s just not answering their phone, you feel uncomfortable—call the police, they’ll do a safe well check [or] drive by the house with a friend. Just see if you can tell what’s going on.”

http://www.ktxs.com/news/domestic-violence-can-increase-during-the-holidays-resources-available/-/14769632/23152270/-/ir6cdsz/-/index.html

Enjoy the holidays, but also, please remember to please look out for one another and to look after one another.

Once again, the Domestic Violence Hotline number is: 1-800-799-7233.

Domestic Violence

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Unfortunately, too many of us know about domestic violence because we have been or are being beaten and raped and degraded. Some of us may have been witness to domestic violence as a child. I was. I saw my mother being beaten by my father many times. I saw my sister grabbed and handled by my father. For some reason, I was the only one who could stop his attacks and yes, I was the eldest of three girls.

I do not write this because I am proud of having gone through domestic violence and gotten out. I write about it because I want others who are living this to know that there is hope and for those who suspect they know of someone going through this, to try and get them to see that there is a way out.

If any of you have read my previous posts, than you know that I considered myself to have been fairly sheltered from the harsh realities of life and that I had never known hunger, homelessness, never saw anyone begging and walking about in rags and I would have said that I had never seen drug abuse, only I realize now that I have. My father abused alcohol. He was usually drunk when he beat my mother.

One night, we were all in bed, all except for my father because it was a weekend and he usually drank with his buddies. What woke me was the sound of loud cursing and then cries from my mother. I covered my ears, hoping that it would soon cease. It did not. Her cries continued and increased in volume. I got up and went down the hall to their door. It was open and I will never forget the sight. My mother was lying on the floor and my father was kicking her. I ran in and grabbed him and pulled him back. I looked up at him and yelled for him to “stop it!” We stood nose to nose. He had a wild look in his eyes, an uncomprehending look and he just stared at me and I back at him. Meanwhile, my mother lay whimpering on the floor. My father backed away from me without saying a word, he left the room, went down the hall and down the stairs. I went to my mother as she was still sobbing. She asked me to call the police. I did. They came and said that they would be on the lookout for my father. In the ensuing days before the court date, they got back together. My father would come in and bring my mother gifts and be nice to her and then he’d be back in the house. Until the next time, that is.

You see, domestic violence is going to continue. We hear from our abuser how it will never happen again. We hear about how sorry they are and they don’t know what came over them. Some will even blame the victim for causing them to get angry by suggesting that it is something they did. It’s called, ‘not wanting to take responsibility for their actions’.

Unfortunately, domestic violence can be learned. When I was dating my now ‘ex-husband’, he would tell me of the times when he would pull his father off of his stepmother. He was actually shot in the leg for coming to the aid of his stepmother. And yet, before I married him, he beat me up in my parent’s house because my cousins wanted me to go with them to the club and he did not want me to go. My parents were at home at the time and it did not occur to me that what they should have done was to throw him out and call the police because he had beaten their daughter. What they did was to encourage me to go home with him and talk it over and things would be okay. Oh, I was young and dumb. I did just that. And yes, he promised never to hit me again. We got married and one evening I was talking on the phone to my sister and he came in the room and told me to get off the phone. I refused. The next thing I know, I was seeing stars and everything went black. I left him and went back to my parents. I had him arrested. We went to counseling. We got back together. He hit me and choked me and dragged me and did other things and he was arrested again. I finally left him for good. But he wasn’t having it. He would have his friends park outside my new home and just stare at me coming and going. He would come and bang on the door, demanding entrance, threatening me. I called the police. Then I heard about how with getting restraining orders, there’s no guarantee that it will stop them.

I had no choice. In the dark of night, I snuck out the back, left my car and walked to the bus station. The next bus leaving was bound for Baltimore, Maryland and I was aboard it. I could not use my credit cards. I was terrified and looking over my shoulder all the time. I felt beaten twice over and yet, somehow, through perseverence and determination and finding inner strength and enduring setbacks like the fire, and the subsequent loss of another home, I survived.

To those of you who are going through this, I know what you’re dealing with. I know the pain, the “what am I doing wrong?” It is not you and it is not going to stop. I do realize that if you are not working and you’ve got young children, you feel that you are stuck. There are shelters for ‘battered women and their children’. No, it’s not the Ritz or the Waldorf Astoria, but it will not be forever, just until you can get things sorted out. Just get out!! Go! I know it is not an easy decision to make with so much at stake, but your life is at stake and possibly that of your children. I wish that I could tell you that it is going to be easy. I cannot. But I will say this, you can do it and I have said this before, some where else, “you are stronger than you think!” Never doubt it for a minute!