Hate Is Inside You!

protesters

While you were protesting out on the street,
you could have given a hungry child something to eat.
While you were screaming, “Love trumps hate!”
you could have spooned food on a homeless vet’s plate.

While you were getting arrested for aggravated assault,
a person waiting for an ambulance died, but of course, it’s not your fault.
While you were busy being angry because the election didn’t go your way,
you could have seen to it that a homeless mother and her child had a place to stay.

While you were enjoying your misery which you bring upon yourself,
you could have been stacking canned goods at your local food shelf.
You are part of the problem and still, this you cannot see,
for if we really want change, it must start with you and me.

No president can make us care and join hands, love and sing.
Nor can he keep us from love by taking away a ring.
You give him too much credit for the things, we alone can do,
so, when you protest again tonight, know that hate is inside you!

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

I have been reading about the protests that are going on all across America. Why are you protesting? What is your point? If you think that parading up and down the street holding a sign stating that “Love trumps hate!” makes us gasp and exclaim over your brilliance, think again. And if you actually think you’re doing something constructive, tell me, who dropped you on your head? If you are so concerned about those who you think will be impacted by a Trump presidency, then for the love of whatever deity you believe in, roll up your sleeves and do something, constructive, as in denouncing the hatefulness of your own relatives, do something to help inner city children learn as in get up off your ass and go into a school and volunteer to become a mentor or a tutor. Volunteer at a housing counseling center and help someone locate affordable housing. Volunteer at Habitat for Humanity and help a family move off the streets and into a new home. Go to a nursing home and visit with the elderly who are more than likely lonely and have no will left to live. Put down your ‘Love trumps Hate!” sign and actually follow through on the words. Getting your picture taken by CNN or ABC does nothing. Ask Black folks just how many times protesting did anything for them or solved any of their problems. I will tell you. Not one single goddamn time!

If you believe that we have bitten off more than we can chew, then by all means, stand up and head to the nearest homeless shelter and help. Head to the nearest soup kitchen and dish out some soup. Donate to clothe the homeless. Volunteer at the Veterans Administration and help someone who has practically lost their mind from endless military deployments overseas get the help they need. Patch an elderly person’s roof. Put that energy you are wasting into doing something useful. Your hot air is not accomplishing a thing. Your safety pins are so damn foolish, it’s laughable. Your memes and Facebook likes and tweets are nothing. Your hashtags do what? What do they accomplish? Not a damn thing! Here is the perfect opportunity for you; those of you who scream the loudest about how they fear for and care for those whom Donald Trump has disparaged and then turn right around and do nothing but bust out with a safety pin??????…. and then go and march down the street, screaming and yelling and who is that helping? Oh, I get it. It’s helping you. It’s making you think that if someone sees you with a sign and your safety pin, then you’ve done your part. After today, you can go home and completely ignore those people who you want everyone to know, you care about. You are some piece of work. You’re part of the problem, but you are most definitely NOT the solution. Go home and take your dumb as hell safety pin with you! We get it! You are angry with yourself because you are selfish, self-serving,  self-centered and you’re going to continue to do what you’ve always done about it, piss in the wind! That is all any of you who are protesting in the streets are doing, pissing in the wind! I wish they’d lock all you assholes up and throw away the key because you’re useless. We don’t need you! We need people who want to do something constructive about all the shit that’s going down. Those people that Donald Trump has disparaged, need help now, not after he is sworn in. They need your help now and where are you? Holding a goddamn sign and a safety pin and screaming, “Love trumps Hate!” You pack of dumb ass degenerates. Get real and then, go get a life!

Don’t Worry, We Got This!

economic doom

All around the internet, I see people wondering if Americans will wake up before it is too late. Save your breath because no matter what you say, it will fall on deaf ears. Americans cannot nor will they see that their situation is already beyond help. Even when millions cannot find a job and when food stamps have been cut for millions of Americans, Justin Bieber would have to tell them that the U.S. government tried to fuck up Ukraine and spent $5 billion doing it and still, it wouldn’t even register. The fact that Americans are lied to every single time a politician opens up his or her mouth is of no consequence when they tell Americans that there is no money to fund needed programs and that we must deal with austerity because of the deficit and yet, money can be found to initiate a coup in another country. Americans respond with, “oh dear me, another trip to the food shelf.” When Americans are told that cutbacks in education are necessary, this is met with, “damn, uze gist gawn be dum Jawny!” Translation, “you are going to be a dumb motherfucker Johnny and with no goddamn skills other than burger flipping, so get at it!”

Americans are hung out to dry by their representatives every single damn day and all they do is, “yawn.” You see, it’s just another bright, sunny day in this here fool’s paradise, in this rich man’s dream, in this poor man’s swamp where the needs of the needy are of no consequence and the desires of the rich are catered to. Let me put it this way, homelessness has become so damn much of a norm here that we just make up laws in order to feed them to the for profit prison industrial complex and then we forget about them. You know the old saying, “out of sight, out of mind, problem solved.” That is our solution to everything that we don’t want to deal with. Keep it out of my sight. Do whatever you have to do, but just get it out of my sight. Lock it up. Throw it away. Hide it. Make it disappear. Give me the illusion of Utopia. If I don’t see it, then I cannot become it. Fill my vision with glitter and glamour and all things bright and beautiful. Keep the ugliness at bay. I don’t want to deal with it. Give me a pill to keep me happy. Give me a pill to take away the pain of reality. I don’t want to deal with it, see ‘cause it ain’t hardly no fun. And that’s what it’s all about; fun, good times, laughter, high living, the surreal and not the reality. You see, Americans don’t do reality real well, oh not at all. The real deal, they can’t stomach. So, they must be continuously intravenously fed if need be, lies, half-truths, disinformation and they will eat that shit up and sit down and belch it out and still manage to produce a rose. That is how good Americans are at ignoring what they don’t want to know. Oh, Americans ignore quite a lot of shit. On a good day, Americans couldn’t even tell you what color the sky is, not on their own, that is. They must first check an app and please don’t confuse them by asking them for change. You’d only get a blank stare. And if a remote control can’t get it done, chances are, it ain’t happenin’.

So people, please stop wondering when Americans are going to realize that something is really rotten in America because they never will. Nothing is wrong. It is all in your mind. The lights are on in the gated communities and the lights are on in the prison industrial complex and therefore, all is good! We got this! We’re in control of our own destiny and never you doubt us good old Americans, not for a minute. You outsiders, pfft!, whaddayou know?

Like I said, “don’t worry. We got this!” Uh…on second thought, you might want to worry just a teensy weensy bit!