So! She Wants To Be Black!

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What’s the big deal? If Rachel Dolezal wants to pretend to be Black, then let her ‘enjoy’ all the privileges and benefits that go along with being Black. She can get her ass kicked by the police just like we do. She can get steered to a subprime mortgage loan and lose her home just like we did. She can be the last hired and the first fired just like we are. She can be locked up for more years just for being Black just like we are. She can be followed around a store just like we are. Why should we enjoy all of the benefits of being Black and not let any other group into our elite circle? If Rachel Dolezal wants to deny the fact that she is white and would rather insist that she have crosses burned in her yard, why should we have a problem with that? If she does not have a problem in being called, a ‘thug’, then I say, “You go girl!”

Why is everybody so bent out-of-shape over this? It is not the end of the world. Worse things are happening everyday beyond the fact of a mere white woman posing as a Black woman. If she wants to become the object of ridicule, then more power to her. If she would rather have to fight and claw her way up from fry cook to cashier, then let her. Oh! My bad! She is the president of the local chapter of the NAACP in Spokane, WA. Surprise! Surprise! First the Donald Sterling incident and now this. The NAACP just cannot get its act together and of course the NAACP is standing with Rachel Dolezal on this because she has been of much help to the Black community and the NAACP insists that the organization is inclusive of all people regardless of race, ethnicity, color, creed, gender or religious affiliation and so if that is the case, then Rachel Dolezal had no need to hide the fact that she is white. The NAACP would have accepted her anyway, so why the need for subterfuge?

If Ms. Dolezal wants to help Black people, fine. But she did not have to pretend to BE Black in order to do so. Whatever her reasons for denying who she truly is, they are hers to know. But she can never truly know what it is like to be a Black woman just as I cannot know what it is like to be a white woman. If the shit gets too hot to handle for Ms. Dolezal to continue with the charade, she can give it up at any time by handing the spray tan bottle back to House Speaker John Boehner, shed the curly perm and demand that the police get her parents down to the jail and bail her the fuck out because goddamn it, she ain’t Black and therefore, did not deserve to be arrested for spitting on the goddamn sidewalk. Meanwhile, the Black women that remain behind bars are getting unholy hell beat out of them as they cannot call on their ‘white’ parents to head off what’s coming.

Rachel Dolezal, shame on you! And to the NAACP, it would do the organization much good in attempting to polish a much tarnished image by going down to the jail and standing up for the countless true women of color that are cooling their heels on bullshit ass charges! Members of the NAACP, get up off your tired asses and actually DO something about the plight of REAL Black folks in America instead of standing by a fake ass privileged white liar!

Time To Celebrate Black History Month…AGAIN!

They cannot celebrate Black History Month because they are history!

They cannot celebrate Black History Month because they are history!

Where shall we begin? Let us celebrate the 11% unemployment rate for Black men even though the national unemployment aka jobless rate stands at 5.9% and if your head’s not stuck up your ass, then you know that even that is a damn lie! Break out the champagne Black folks for those of you who can afford a bottle of say, Andre Cold Duck! Clink those plastic cups together and then piss in the wind because it’s all blowing back your way anyway; the shit that keeps hitting the fan, that is.

Next on our celebration list is the shit that is going down in our public education system better known as the ‘school-to-prison pipeline’ if you’re a student of color in these here United States of America where we celebrate Black History Month each and every February. This month is dedicated to showcasing the achievements of Black people in America. We are celebrating each and every single achievement that has not yet occurred but will eventually occur and we are real sure of this happening any day now.

To continue the celebrations, let us look at the child poverty statistics that are sure to impress us during these celebrations of future achievements that we are hell bent on celebrating this month. We are celebrating the fact that ‘child poverty in America is at its highest point in 20 years, putting millions of children at increased risk of injuries, infant mortality, and premature death’. And if that isn’t bad enough, ‘7 million kids still don’t have health insurance’. This is just so worth celebrating, what an achievement! What a dream as opposed to a nightmare. I wonder what that famous man who had a dream, would think of this. I seriously wonder.

But wait! There is more to celebrate this Black History Month! The good news just keeps on coming. ‘Incarceration rate for African-Americans now six times the national average’ is still making headlines among Black prisoners and their mostly white guards and the white slave patrol that arrested them for say, selling loose, untaxed cigarettes, selling marijuana or crack while completely ignoring the white man that was buying said crack and marijuana from the guilty by birth African-American other wise known as Colored otherwise known as Black otherwise known as felon or prisoner no.1,000,034. White folks, why don’t you just lock up every single Black person at birth? It’ll save you the trouble of doing so later on since many of us will know what it feels like to be shackled just as those we are descended from knew what it felt like. And the beat goes on and we celebrate it.

And ‘here’s the Data That Shows Cops Kill Black People at a Higher Rate Than White People’, now ain’t that a bitch?! Unfortunately, Michael Brown is not here to celebrate this Black History Month with us because he was shot and killed by a cop. Twelve year old Tamir Rice is also not here this year to help us celebrate because he was shot and killed by a cop while playing with a toy gun in a park. John Crawford, likewise, is not here to celebrate because he was shot and killed by a cop in Wal-Mart while holding a toy gun.  Eric Garner, unfortunately, for him, was selling loose, untaxed cigarettes and that cost him his life and so he will not be joining in the celebrations. Terrance Franklin was shot and killed by cops following a traffic stop and he will not be celebrating ether. Seven year-old Aiyana Stanley-Jones was shot  and killed by a cop while she slept and the charge of manslaughter against the cop that shot and killed her was dropped and so, she is not just ‘under-the-weather’, she is underground and therefore, is not able to celebrate this historic month. Let us celebrate on her behalf.

Fortunately, I have found yet another statistic that gives us even more of a reason to celebrate Black history month. Black families are seven times more likely to be homeless. We have come so far this February in the year of our Lord 2015, have we not? Blacks make up half of the U.S. homeless population. Doesn’t that just give you a warm and comfortable, cozy feeling that those homeless people lack? These are achievements that we have here folks! Time to celebrate and to keep the momentum going. Our ancestors would be so proud of where we are today. Don’t you think? Does this not make you aware that BLACK LIVES DO NOT MATTER?!

Now, on the other hand, Tyler Perry will dress up in drag and put some Black folks to work on another Madea movie and Beyoncé will croon about a Halo for Jay-Z and Jay-Z will rap about niggas while DMX will head back to prison for drug possession, get out on probation again and then go right back in for drug possession. Viola Davis will have no problem getting cast as yet another maid after her role in ‘The Help’ and Forest Whitaker is probably all set to play yet another version of someone’s Butler since every one is well aware that us Black folks are so good at bowing and scraping and being subservient to our ‘betters’.

Finally, I’ve given you many reasons to celebrate this month. The reasons are endless and our achievements that we will watch for some time in the future are making life much better for so many of us and that is why we must enjoy this Black History Month. We have no need to march and protest like those Black people in the 1960s did. We are so past that in this here post-racial America. I mean, what we have here is a post-racial America, is it not? But nevertheless, Dr. King would be so proud as would his stalwart, fellow marchers-in-arms at the progress that we have made since his infamous, I Have A Dream speech. We shall overcome! Uh…what I meant to say is that, “We did overcome!” Now like the good little sheep you are, start celebrating all of this shit!! And look ahead to when the REAL achievements will come because surely they must come!

 

I Am Privileged Because I’m white!

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Tell me what to do.
Show me what to buy.
I have no imagination.
And I don’t question, “Why?”

There is an angel on TV,
so pale with wings of gold,
and not much else, I see.
That’s how we are controlled.

On the evening news,
they shot a Black man dead.
He was such a big Black brute,
I’m surprised his blood was red.

There’s a child with a pellet gun.
The cops are on the scene.
They shot him in cold blood.
He’s Black; that kill was clean.

I’ve done my nine to five.
And homeward bound am I.
There goes a homeless man,
why don’t those people die?

The billboards scream at me.
And I look at all the news.
I have no thoughts to own.
Inside my head, insert your views.

Tell me who to hate,
and you know it will be done.
Repeat and play it back.
Don’t pause, just hit rerun.

Shield me from the world.
Tune me in to mindless drivel.
For my brain, I have no use.
And like a penis, it will shrivel.

They’ve got a pump for that,
so I can masturbate to porn.
I don’t need to think or feel.
Inside a tube, my seed is born.

There is nothing I can’t do.
I take such great delight,
that I was not born Black.
I am privileged because I’m white!

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

My Heart To Heart!

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Today, I am going to have a heart-to-heart talk with Black folks. Everybody else, this does not apply to you. So, you can move along. Now then, Black folks, have you taken a really good look around lately? Have you noticed what is happening to Black folks? We’re getting arrested in record numbers and we’re being fed to the prison industrial complex and that means that some real nasty shits are making a killing off of us. This is the modern day version of slavery and it ain’t going nowhere, not unless you learn what to do to mitigate your chances of being caught up in some real foul ass shit and since you can’t cite affluenza as a defense and I’ve already tried using povertenza and that didn’t get it done., well, now…you know the old saying, “if at first you don’t succeed, try, try again!” Now pay close attention to what’s coming next.

If you find yourself driving down the street and the next thing you know, you hear sirens and you look in your rearview mirror and low and fucking behold, racists in uniform are gunning for you. Don’t panic. Here’s what I want you to do. Before you go anywhere, ask your great grandmother to go to the store for you. And here’s what she needs to pick up, the biggest package of Alka-Seltzer tablets that she can find and a small bottle of water. Next, ask her to pick you up some ice pops and finally, ask her to buy you a mini-recorder. Once you have these, keep them on your person at all times, even when walking and I’ll get to the reason why next.

Now that you’ve got what you need, if the police stop you, quickly insert 6 Alka-Seltzer tablets into your mouth followed quickly by the bottled water and open up an ice pop and no, don’t freeze them and only use the red ones. Quickly tear open the red ice pop and squirt it in and around your mouth. By now, the Alka-Seltzer tablets should have produced foam and with the red ice pop, you should be foaming pink shit from your mouth. When the officer comes up to your car window, he’ll see that you need immediate medical attention and he SHOULD call the paramedics. Now, remember to turn the mini-recorder on so that when the paramedics arrive, everything gets recorded.

Don’t say a word, just roll your eyes around and keep foaming at the mouth. Once they get you to the emergency room, the doctors are going to try and figure out what it is that made you foam pink at the mouth. But of course, by now, the racist ass cops will have gone through your vehicle and found the Alka-Seltzer tablets, the water and the ice pops. Don’t worry about that because at this point, just be very glad that you’re still alive. Before the racist ass cops arrive at the hospital, tell the doctors that you have ‘arresticitis’ and that this is an allergic reaction to being arrested for the serious condition of ‘Blackacitis’ of which there is no known cure because you can’t help having been born of Black parents. I know that this seems like a lot to go through and believe me, it is. But the alternative is a long stint inside a FOR profit prison on some bullshit ass charges of which whites don’t get the ridiculous sentences that you get for the same damn thing. If the racist ass cops find anything in your vehicle, at least you’ll get your day in court as opposed to an almost automatic death sentence on side the road. Remember, there have been reports of suicides of suspects while handcuffed in the back of a police cruiser. If they can get away with that shit, do you really think that doing what I suggest is any more wacked out than what they’re doing AND getting away with? Exactly! Do whatever you can to stay alive and at the same time, try NOT to get fed into the new version of slavery. You’ll never escape it because even if by chance you get out of prison, you can’t find a job. You will be denied housing and public benefits even though at some point in time, you paid taxes in this shithole called America.

Next, I need you to understand something Black folks. The white motherfuckers have figured out a way to get us hating on each other. When other Black people come to America as refugees, they are given homes and vehicles and an income and free health care. They are told that they should stay away from the Black folks who are born in America. These refugees are also told that Black people who are born in America ain’t no good. They do this to initiate hate and it is working. I’ve seen it myself. For instance, people from Somalia are brought here as refugees and they are given carte blanche in many cases and here in my state, I have to drive a lot and there are so many Somalis driving while Black people who were born here are standing on the corners waiting on buses. There are so many Black people who were born here and who are homeless while the Somalis are living in townhouses paid for by your tax dollars. They don’t pay any taxes for at least six years after they first come to America. To be fair, this does not just apply to them but to other people who immigrate here as well. The Somalis do not interact with the natural born Black citizens of America. They form their own organizations and they have their own communities. This goes back to the ‘divide and conquer strategy’ which is so simple but yet, so effective.

Another thing I want you to think about Black folks is that we have a tremendous amount of purchasing power and yet what do we do with it? Do we buy up real estate and open up laundromats or dollar stores or convenience stores? No! We go out and buy up FUBU and NIKE and Louis Vuitton and Coach bags and Carharrt jackets and so forth and so on. We just love to hand our hard earned dollars over to the rich whites or the Chinese or the Koreans or those people from India because how many soul food restaurants are in your neighborhoods? How many Chinese takeout’s? You go to the Koreans to get your nails done. You hand money over like it ain’t no tomorrow to those people from India who come over to America and promptly open up convenience stores in your neighborhood. When was the last time you opened up the door to a shop or a neighborhood takeout place and Black folks was standing there waiting to take your order, cook it and ring it up? Those people that are taking your money hate you, but they want your money. When was the last time you opened your door and found a Korean living next door to you? Exactly! How about a Chinese person? Jewish? You fucking feeling me? Yeah, that’s some shit that’s on us because we are feeding these motherfuckers our hard earned money and they are laughing all the way to the bank and to their gated communities that are far away from the stores that they open up in OUR communities. Think on that shit for a while. Let it marinate.

Finally, Black people when are you going to start thinking for yourselves? When are you going to stop believing everything you hear and see on some fucking ‘reality’ show? When are you going to understand that you should know how to read and not just fumble some almost incoherent text shit? Pick up a book! Go to a library. It’s free and you educate yourself at the same time. Learn to do your own thinking. It’s not all about hair and nails and booty calls and fashion shit! What is that getting you? Not a goddamn thing worthwhile. Use your purchasing power to enrich each other and not some shits that hate the very sight of you but who will fawn all over you while you’re getting your nails done and then spit after the door closes on you.

….and to my readers who think that I am pro-gay, I am SO not! Yes, I wrote a poem about Michael Sam who got drafted by the Saint Louis Rams in the NFL and I wrote that because Black folks need to see what is happening to Black men and either get disgusted by it and do something or just continue to get assimilated. Yes, I believe in live and let live but even I have my stopping point and the picture that I posted with my blog post, disgusted me because I’ve said many, many times before that the Black male is deliberately being emasculated. But it’s falling on deaf ears see?, and so shock therapy is the next step. Will it work? We’ll fucking find out! But know this shit! Massa ain’t fucking fooling me! And I ain’t fucking buying what Massa is selling! And neither should you! Black folks, wake the hell up! The goddamn coffee has been perking to wake your ass up and you ain’t fucking smelling it! You better hope that it ain’t too goddamn late IF and or WHEN you do wake the hell up!! Massa is making it more and more difficult for you to live and if you don’t wise up, your ass is gonna be toast, one way or the other. Make no mistake on that! Massa ain’t hardly playing with us Black folks! From MY HEART straight to my PEOPLE!!! Wise the fuck up!!

Stand In Solidarity With You? HA!

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I am going to do a complete about face and I am going to stand in solidarity with the white motherfuckers who are now fucked up and ain’t hardly liking it. I am going to stand in solidarity with them because they stood in solidarity with me.

When I lost my job because I was the last person to get hired and when the economy tanked, I was the first person to get laid off. You white motherfuckers stood in solidarity with me. You told the boss, “that ain’t hardly fair! She’s such a hard worker. If you fire her, you’ve got to fire me too. We’re standing in solidarity together!”

When my credit took a nosedive because I lost my job and couldn’t pay the rent and was homeless with my two kids, you white motherfuckers stood in solidarity with me. You spoke up and said, “those goddamn credit reports are hurting those who have lost their jobs. It ain’t hardly right and we’re standing in solidarity to protest the foulness of that shit because shit happens to good people. We’re standing in solidarity together!”

When I had to get on public assistance because I couldn’t find a job and my kids were failing in school because shelter life ain’t easy, you white motherfuckers stood in solidarity with me. You didn’t belittle me and call me a ‘freeloading, Cadillac driving welfare queen who couldn’t keep her legs closed.” You went to bat for me. You saw that I was just about broken and with your relentless reaching out on my behalf to city and state officials, I was able to pull myself up with the aid of the assistance that I had to take while trying to get back on my feet. You said, “We’re standing in solidarity together!”

When the police brutally beat my teenage son, put him in a wheelchair simply because they could, you white motherfuckers stood in solidarity with me. You didn’t turn your back when you saw the beatings and heard of the outright murders that were perpetrated against other young Black men by racist ass cops. You stood in solidarity with me because you knew that shit was wrong. “We’re standing in solidarity together!”

When you white motherfuckers saw that my nieces and nephews were not getting a decent education and the new catch phrase became, “the school to prison pipeline,” you weren’t okay with that. You loudly voiced your disgust at what was purposely being done to Black communities all across this country. You stood in solidarity with me because you know that shit just ain’t right. “We’re standing in solidarity together!”

When you saw the incarceration statistics for young Black men caught up in the ‘for profit prison industrial complex’ over selling some dime bags of weed, you raised such a hue and cry, they let ‘em go. You stood in solidarity with me. “We’re standing in solidarity together!”

When you saw the national unemployment rate inch down and yet the unemployment rate for Black people remained in the double digits, you decried the foulness of that shit. You said, “goddamn it! Crime is high in the Black neighborhoods because unemployment is so goddamn high! Something needs to be done!” You stood in solidarity with me. “We’re standing in solidarity together!”

When you saw the abject poverty in Black communities all across this country, you…uh…never mind, you’re scared to come into the ‘hood’, but I am sure that you stood in solidarity with me. “We’re standing in solidarity together!”

Now, let’s fast forward to 2008 when the economy was collapsing and people were losing their homes and the Wall Street criminals were bailed out and then we began to hear about the ‘middle class’ getting fucked up. I went to pick up the phone because you had stood in solidarity with me throughout all of my troubling times but when I tried to find a number to call in the ‘solidarity group’ that had stood beside me, there were only blank pages!

When did you stand in solidarity with me? When did you ever give a goddamn about the problems that have plagued Black communities and just why the fuck are there so many ‘Black’ communities and not just ‘communities’ if we stand in solidarity together? Surely, you live right beside me because we’ve been in this all along, haven’t we? We stood together, side by side against those who have been oppressing my ass all along. Uh…no, we haven’t stood together in solidarity because my problems were never made your problems until now and now, I’m to stand in solidarity with you? Hell if that’s so!

We’ve had our ass handed to us and then some and now you want me to stand in solidarity with you because you’re just now starting to feel the impact of some shit that’s been finally let loose on YOUR ass? Ain’t gonna happen! Over a million of our Black men are in prison. We are segregated just as we’ve always been. We’re still suffering from the effects of disenfranchisement, rampant unemployment, extreme poverty, drug addiction, racism, bigotry and hate, but now, you want some solidarity? Ha! That IS funny! You left me to make it or not on my own and that is exactly where YOU stand. Make it or get broken by it because it don’t hardly matter to me what happens to you! You’ll get from me as much ‘solidarity’ as you gave me, nada! I’ve figured out what I need to do and now it’s YOUR turn! Figure it out!

Pay My Goddamn Claim!

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I don’t give a damn about this country.
And hell no! I never will.
So, you say that I should leave.
I’ll leave when they pay my bill.

These motherfuckers owe me.
And the account is way past due.
If the Jews got paid for the holocaust,
why didn’t slavery earn some revenue?

Oh that’s right, I’m a Black sheep.
And not the anointed chosen one.
I’m descended from slaves in the field
And from those kissed by the sun.

What was wrong then is wrong today.
And the game is still the same.
Forget about hearing me praise this shit.
Just pay my goddamn claim!

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

I refuse to let this shithole forget who built it. Built on the backs of my ancestors who received not a goddamn dime in payment for services rendered. It’s past time to pay up. They’re dead, but we’re here to collect. Every goddamn body else can receive compensation for wrongs throughout history except for the slaves and their descendants. Our ancestors did not come here willingly to build this godforsaken shithole and then the descendants get treated like dogs and jailed and killed, indiscriminately. This country don’t mean shit to me and it never will. And I have no problem making this fact, well known. I would never take up arms in defense of this shit. Defend what? The slaughtering of innocent people all over the world? Hell! It started with the Indians and then just continued to present day. What’s changed? Not a goddamn thing! This country started out with blood on its hands and has had no problem with maintaining the status quo ever since. Who are the shits that initiate and instigate this? Oh, yeah! You know! We ALL know! The truth is ugly and that’s why it always gets ‘whitewashed’. Well this is a ‘whitewash’ free zone. And it’s also a bullshit free zone. I don’t pretty shit up. I tell it like it is!

And don’t hand me no bullshit about what’s going on in Africa. I’m in America, goddamn it! Whatever’s going on in Africa, they didn’t drag my ancestors to America and now we have the classroom to prison pipeline called, the new ‘slavery’? Exactly!

Make sure to read the announcement real good. One hundred and fifty Negroes in fine form, for sale. And today, there’s over a million of them for sale to the prison industrial complex. What the fuck’s changed?

The Stars And Stripes Are Diseased!

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The stars and the stripes are diseased.
There is danger throughout your land.
They’re there to shove their bold lies
and cash into out stretched hands.

Don’t believe a word they say.
As they speak with guns ablaze.
And when they leave your home,
what’s left is a bomb strewn maze.

Democracy, they do not seek.
Freedom’s a dangerous word.
They will kill it before it takes hold,
and dissent will never be heard.

The world is in danger from them.
They’re a beacon for corruption and greed.
They smile when they raise their sword,
and then poke at the world ‘til it bleeds!

No country is safe from their spies.
Afghanistan and Iraq, they know.
And Somalia and Yemen weren’t spared.
Their scars from the drone strikes still show.

America is shrouded in darkness.
And no ray of light can shine through.
Its people are hopelessly crushed.
Any rights that they had are taboo.

They never once put up a fight.
They gave up and took not to the street.
No protest was made; only anger expressed,
but they never resisted defeat.

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

The U.S. will not stop in its grand scheme to ‘scheme’ and rid the world of democratically elected governments that do not kowtow to its demands. The majority of these countries have a Black and Brown population. Is that by accident? Hell no! Lies, lies and damn lies have been used as excuses to get away with war crimes, torture, deposing leaders and the U.S. government’s own spy programs are doing their damndest to bring this about. The only real terrorists in this world are from the U.S. government and its backers, the warmongers, the war profiteers.

And those in other countries, if you are wondering why America is not concentrating on its own citizens and infrastructure problems, it is because the American citizens are of no consequence because America’s citizens are comatose and if not actually comatose then we are shivering in fright in case the goon squad called America’s cops and military could soon be pointed in our direction. America is a nation of cowards, for the most part. Because an 84 year old nun, a 58 year old man and another 64 year old man showed the world just how easy it was to get inside a high security U.S. nuclear weapons complex and with some crude tools, cut through three fences, gained entrance to the complex and then proceeded to:

They hung banners, strung up crime-scene tape and hammered off a small chunk of the fortress-like storage facility for uranium material, inside the most secure part of complex. They painted messages such as “The fruit of justice is peace” and splashed small bottles of human blood on the bunker wall.

Although the protesters set off alarms, they were able to spend more than two hours inside the restricted area before they were caught.”


See, this just goes to show you that the so-called 9/11’foreign terrorists’ didn’t need to go through all of the trouble that they supposedly did in attempting to learn how to fly airplanes and learn how to coordinate flights and head the airplanes right into buildings(undetected by the most up-to-date satellite technology in the world North American Aerospace Defense Command (NORAD)and(STARS) Standard Terminal Automation Replacement System is a fully digital system capable of displaying all aircraft using FAA). They could have just infiltrated Sister Megan Rice’s activist group and went along for the ride and wreaked havoc once they got there instead of doing the little harmless bit of religious messaging that Sister Rice’s group did.

Now, this little 84 year old nun is going to spend the next three years in prison and she is actually glad because now she intends to bring attention to the plight of prisoners who are fucked up on a daily basis for no reason. And get this, Sister Megan has already seen the inside of bars and she actually had the audacity to state that those people who are touted as being the dregs of humanity, are indeed, wonderful people.

And so I hang my goddamn head in shame because a nun, Sister Megan and her posse did what myself and millions of other Americans absolutely refuse to do, she went out and made this government look like a stupid pile of shit and since she had the audacity to do that, she must pay a three year penalty.

Sister Megan ,Greg Boertje-Obed, and Michael Walli, I am not a religious person, but I must say, “May God bless you all as you had to go and show US how it’s done!”

http://www.theguardian.com/world/2014/feb/19/nun-jailed-break-in-nuclear-plant

Now, let’s ALL get back to posting and tweeting about how FUCKED we are and all ’cause that’s ALL we’re good for!

The Dreamers

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In a little over a week from today, government offices will close in honor of the Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., and his “I Have A Dream” speech will be played and his image will be displayed on television screens and all across the internet and we will once again, put on a pedestal this man who had a dream, a dream that was shared by millions who stood, marched, protested and died because ALL people should have equal rights under the law. And so, here we go again, another year of “I Have A Dream!” Another year of living a nightmare, nowhere near to a dream. So many sacrificed themselves and for what? Take a look around and again, I ask..for what?

And so, here’s to the ‘dreamers’….

He had a dream and like most dreams, they fade with the rising sun.
There were many who dreamed with him and they are but whispers in the wind.
Those who are left to carry on buried their torch and sold their legacy.
Their sacrifices were in vain as the book of dreams closed when they died.
Today, it pays to be a sell-out and not a dreamer, nor a sacrificial lamb.
The so-called Black leaders of today, crawl like dogs and beg at Massa’s table.
They don’t stand tall with the bearing of kings; today, they are weak.
Black men of today lack the qualities found in leaders; they’re not leaders, they are followers.
Their women are treated with contempt and disrespect and even hatred.
They’ve turned their backs on their little children and shunned them one and all.
From their mouths, they spew forth the foulness of the gutter.
They hate themselves and this does show when their pants sag to their ankles.
What education they received was from a prison in every United State.
Their money is from drug sells, bought and packaged by their government.
They are sold up and down plantation row and the bars are made of steel.
When they are put out on the streets, they are taught to rob and steal.
If they’re not caught up in the new slavery, they are rotting in a box.
Is this the dream that was dreamt so many years ago?
Did a sacrificial lamb envision this hell on earth that is without end?
What are ‘Al Sharp’con’ and ‘Jesse Jack’con’ doing about this nightmare that is no dream?
They are the dogs that crawl to corporations with hat in hand to pave their way to gold.
I hear tell of a Black man in the manse; it is the greatest lie that was ever told.
Yes, a man did have a dream as did so many, many others but his dream and theirs is but a whisper in the wind.
…and the flames of hatred, racism, injustice, brutality, slavery and barbarism light up the dreamer’s night.
There are no dreamers today, only schemers and liars and hypocrites and dogs who crawl to Massa!
Goodnight and sweet dreams Dr. King and to all the others who stood tall; Malcolm X, Fannie Lou Hamer, Bayard Rustin*, and A. Philip Randolph and to so many, many others as your dreams died with you and only hate and greed is our reality.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2014 Shelby I. Courtland
* http://www.washingtonpost.com/lifestyle/style/bayard-rustin-organizer-of-the-march-on-washington-was-crucial-to-the-movement/2011/08/17/gIQA0oZ7UJ_story.html

Black men in America, I dare you to go to the above link and take a look at how ‘MEN’ dressed. They are not unkempt and disheveled, pants down around their ankles, can hardly walk properly. If your ass was down around your ankles, then your pants would be made that way. Show some self-respect and get some dignity, even if you have to borrow some.

…and Black women, you don’t get off that easy. These ‘men’ are your sons and this is what you teach them? To go out in public with some jailhouse look about them? Where is their father? There was a time when Black women had more respect for themselves, for their bodies. What is wrong with you? And then some of us have the temerity to wonder why Black men fall right in with Massa’s plans for them. When they have no one in the home to look up to, who do you think they will emulate? Why do you think gangs and violence and drugs are prevalent in Black communities all across this country? Yes, I know there is poverty, but there was poverty back in the ’60s and yet, our grandmothers never dressed the way you do, they didn’t open their legs to every man who blinked at them. We’ve come a long way and we’ve come the wrong way. Take some of the responsibility for what you produce. A culture of Black men who impregnate women and then move on without a backward glance, on to the next. A perpetuating cycle that is destructive and we see the effects every single day. And then you will have the audacity to point to a picture of those who struggled during the Civil Rights Movement and exclaim over what they tried to accomplish and you will take pride in it. For what? Because there is nothing to be proud of today, that is for certain. With the majority of your sons behind the steel bars of slavery or out in the streets selling drugs, pimping and killing and making babies that may or may not even live to grow up and turn out to be just like some ‘daddy’ they won’t even know. Yes, we’ve come the ‘wrong’ way!

Another dreamer…..

Making The Case For ‘Povertenza’

rich vs poor

I must thank Robert once again for bringing this to my attention.
http://thesecularjurist.wordpress.com/2013/12/12/affluenza-defense-in-texas-drunk-driving-manslaughter-case-exposes-inequality-in-u-s-judicial-system/

Why the sudden onset of ‘fluenzas’? Oh of course, to keep young white asses out of jail!!!

We are all familiar with 1.in·flu·en·za
1.a highly contagious viral infection of the respiratory passages causing fever, severe aching, and catarrh, and often occurring in epidemics.

Now, we have quite another ‘fluenza’.
1.af·flu·en·za
1.a psychological malaise supposedly affecting wealthy ‘white’ young people, symptoms of which include a lack of motivation, feelings of guilt, and a sense of isolation.

When I tried to look up ‘povertenza’, this is what appeared.

povertenza – did not match any documents.

Suggestions:
•Make sure all words are spelled correctly.
•Try different keywords.
•Try more general keywords.
•Try fewer keywords.

Surprised? Not a chance! You see ‘povertenza’ could be used as a ‘get-out-of jail’ and into therapy card for Black youth who live in poverty stricken inner cities. Of course, there will be no medical terminology associated with ‘povertenza’ because poverty in the Black community has been criminalized and so, povertenza will never be considered a medical condition unlike affluenza, that shit just cannot happen. I mean, who would we get to fill up all the jails and prisons, if not for criminalizing poverty in Black communities all across this country. We must have free slave convict labor and since rich white kids have affluenza, young Black kids have ‘criminalenza’ and therefore, must be put on lockdown, for their own good, of course. That is the ‘therapy’ for poor Black youth.

So, when a rich white kid commits a crime, he has a medical condition and it would be even more detrimental to his rich white ass if he was locked up with those who suffer from ‘povertenza’ and thus, he should just sit down with a psychologist who will offer him support and hope that he can somehow cope with being a poor little rich white kid who is just so isolated that he has no concept of right and wrong and when he does wrong, he must not be allowed to suffer the consequences of his actions, oh no! Not like the poor Black youth who suffer from povertenza. Affluenza is much more of a serious condition that needs treatment, not incarceration. We must have standards, you know! If we must invent medical terms to keep little badass rich white kids out of jail, then by all means, we will. However, this will not apply to those little Black kids in inner cities, who because they have been infected with povertenza, uh…well…there is just no excuse. They must suffer the consequences of their actions. This is Amerikkka you know.

Affluenza? Seriously? That is the most stupid shit that I have ever seen and I’ve seen a lot. White people never cease to amaze me with the making up of shit just to excuse their offsprings criminal behavior. They will make shit up and sling it until it sticks. This is a new fucking low even for this shithole called Amerikkka! More goddamn bullshit nonsense!

Public defenders all across Amerikkka, I double dare you to use this defense the next time a Black youth is standing beside you in criminal court on charges of stealing a loaf of bread. Cite povertenza as the cause and demand that povertenza be treated as a psychological malaise affecting ‘poor’ Black young people; symptoms of which include a lack of a quality education, feelings of low self-worth caused by racism, bigotry and prejudice and is a type of condition that needs therapy, not imprisonment and that if affluenza can be applied to rich white kids, then apply povertenza as opposed to criminalenza to poor Black youth. If that doesn’t work, tell the judge the Black kid stole the bread to sell for Nyquil because he had influenza. Hell! Try every fluenza in the book and out of it except for affluenza(we already know that one isn’t going to work)and see what happens. And get back to me on how well THAT defense goes over with the judge. Not that I don’t already know! I’m not that naïve! For the love of …!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What About We Don’t Forget?

heartless

 

 

 

 

Forget about the Alamo.

What about the Arapaho?

 

Forget about the Civil War.

What about the need for more?

 

Forget about the stars and stripes.

What about the stripe that bites?

 

Forget about the three-fifths rule.

What about the vote, you fool?

 

Forget about the constitution.

What about our destitution?

 

Forget about our tainted food.

What about our lust for crude?

 

Forget about the brave and free.

What about the bombs you see?

 

Forget about how bad you lie.

What about your reasons why?

 

Forget about the maimed and dead.

What about the ones who’ve fled?

 

Forget about the call for peace.

What about corrupt police?

 

Forget about the military.

What about a sanctuary?

 

Forget about the middle class.

What about the corporate ass?

 

Forget about incarceration.

What about an education?

 

Forget about the nation’s debt.

What about the homeless vet?

 

Forget about the golden arches.

What about the protest marches?

 

Forget about atrocities.

What about democracies?

 

Forget about a Ponzi scheme.

What about al-Qaeda’s team?

 

Forget about a missile launch.

What about the wounds we staunch?

 

Forget about a global threat.

What about a child’s neglect?

 

Forget about the global bank.

What about our earnings shrank?

 

Forget about the wars we’ve fought.

What about the truth is taught?

 

Forget about what’s yours is mine.

What about we draw the line?

 

Forget about the poor who struggle.

What about the arms we smuggle?

 

Forget about the isolated.

What about we stop the hatred?

 

Forget about what we regret.

What about we don’t forget?

 

 

Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland

©2013 Shelby I. Courtland