A Tale of Two AmeriKKKas

Alexandra Valoras, who committed suicide and residents of Baltimore, MD holding a candlelight vigil for a homicide victim.
A Tale of Two Amerikkkas

 

A tale of two Amerikkkas is about an Amerikkka where one group is just too ‘white privileged’ to want to live while the other Amerikkka is just too destitute, poverty-stricken and saturated with guns and drugs to be able to live. First, we shall start with the ‘white privileged’ group.

White Parents blindsided by daughter’s suicide hope her story helps save others

The home video will look so familiar to so many parents: a sweet little girl singing and dancing her way to her teen years, recognized for achievements outside the home and thoroughly cherished inside it.

But the full story of Alexandra Valoras’ life is more terrifying than familiar. Just weeks after a family ski vacation, the 17-year-old high school junior, straight-A student, class officer and robotics whiz made her bed, tidied her room and walked to a highway overpass in Grafton, Massachusetts. She jumped off the edge.

 

Yes, it was just too much! The pressure of living up to all that she felt was expected of her was just too much for Alexandra Valoras to deal with. She would have been considered a failure if she had ever gone to her parents and told them what she instead, wrote in a journal in that she was just too tired of being their ‘perfect little angel’. “Daddy took me to a concert and I hated it while I had to pretend to love it,” she wrote in her journal. “Just got back from skiing and I hated it.” “Just received another medal for doing something else outstanding.” “Just named ‘honor student of the year’.” “But I am a failure!” “I am lazy!” These are the feelings that poor privileged Alexandra Valoras wrote in her journal that she could not say to her parents and would they have even listened or paid any attention to her words? The words in her journal do not sound as though she felt, “cherished.” But now that she is dead, her parents have finally found her journal, which was in the home the entire time. However, her parents had to find the journal near her body as she lay dead underneath a highway overpass. And Alexandra’s parents are still wondering to this very day, why they had no clue as to what their daughter was going through. So, what? They never heard that it is well within your rights as a parent to know what your child is up to? You are obligated to know what your child is up to. In this day and age of internet bullying, cyber stalking and Craigslist meetups and murders, you’d better sift through your child’s emails, social media accounts and yes, journals and diaries. The day your children have privacy is the day they leave the nest.

Whites are so oblivious to everything around them, including their own family members, that they don’t even know their own children. They are more clued in to other groups whom they hate for whatever reason, than they are to their own family who, like Alexandra Valoras, wrote her true feelings down and her journal,  chronicling her feelings was in her room, waiting to be found, but since her parents simply could not be bothered, she is now dead and they are sitting somewhere wondering, “WHY?” You have only yourselves to blame since you think that giving your children ALL that money and credit cards can buy is what they need and because of this, you will continue to read diaries and journals that showcase your shockingly appalling lack of awareness of what is going on in your own homes. While you think your children’s smiles speak volumes on their mental well-being, you will continue to find your children lying underneath an overpass or hanging from the rafters while you are busy on the phone with your ski instructor making plans for your next ski vacation.

Now the Valoras claim they are on a mission to stop this from happening to other ‘white’ parents who just give their children everything that money and credit cards can buy, but little else. Your country clubs and golf courses and spa retreats come first. When do you have the time to even wonder what your children are doing when you’re meeting Rachel for lunch and then you have a hair appointment and then you’ve got to meet your tennis instructor and then you’ve got to go to the gym and then you’ve got to meet with Sarah for cocktails and dinner at an expensive restaurant and by the time you make it back home, your children should be in bed. And you get up the next day and do the same exact shit with different people and yet it is all so pointless because your children are very much aware that you prefer to spend time with anyone else, anywhere else so long as it is not with them, that is until they have managed to get your attention by achieving an honor and then that is when you take them to a concert, to celebrate that achievement. But then it is back to your selfish, self-serving lifestyle that revolves around you while you are sitting back thinking that your children should feel “cherished” simply because ‘why shouldn’t they’ since they have everything money can buy? Oh, you think your kids are okay because they have every device to play with and their rooms are filled to bursting, but what money cannot buy is what your children are missing, namely their parents undivided attention and love, not just parents who only reward them when they are honored for some achievement. They may as well be a trained seal, performing for you for treats.

Since this is September, which has been designated as National Suicide Prevention Awareness Month, I guess this story is to showcase the fact that suicide is now the second leading cause of death for ‘white’ 15 to 24 year olds of both sexes and that ‘white’ teen suicide is now at a 40-year high for young women Alexandra’s age. There is also a list of warning signs you are to look out for.

A person thinking about or threatening suicide or seeking a way to kill themself

Increased substance abuse Feelings of purposelessness, anxiety, being trapped, or hopeless

Social isolation and withdrawing from people and activities

Expressing unusual anger, recklessness, or mood changes

But I don’t believe that this was the case with Alexandra Valoras since she did not display her feelings of purposelessness and hopelessness. She wrote them down. She wanted her parents to find her journal, but instead, she had to leave it where she committed suicide because she knew they’d not be able to overlook it then.

So, white folks! Instead of turning your anger and hatred towards others, maybe you should figure out what is going on in your own households and focus your attention there. It would seem to be the logical thing to do or you will continue to find your children at the bottom of an overpass after having jumped and the journal chronicling their journey to that overpass, lying somewhere nearby.

Next we come to the ‘other Amerikkka where suicide would be understood as a way out, however, homicides are the way out for far too many. But who cares about these statistics? 

‘Neighborhoods are crying out’: Baltimore has highest homicide rate of U.S. big cities

Baltimore had the worst homicide rate among the nation’s 50 largest cities last year and the second-highest violent crime rate overall, according to new data from the FBI.

The grim news was the latest reminder of the sustained cycle of violence that has gripped the city since 2015, when the annual number of homicides soared above 300 for three consecutive years after the unrest that followed Freddie Gray’s death from injuries suffered in police custody.

Baltimore Maryland is a city I know too much about after having lived there for several years in the mid 90s and again recently. I posted a blog a few years back detailing the outrageous horrifying statistics of a city mired in poverty, drug addiction, prostitution, gang violence, drug turf wars and hundreds of homicides a year. I even pointed out the fact that the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People (NAACP) is headquartered on Mt. Hope Drive in Baltimore, MD and yet, there is nothing that that organization has done to rein in the horrific statistics of a majority Black city. Far too many of Baltimore’s children are the victims of poverty and drug addicted single moms who don’t even know who their father is and if they do, he is more than likely in prison or has been murdered. These children are dropping out of school in record numbers and are being groomed for the ‘school-to-prison pipeline’.

In a post titled, “Sirens Are Our Lullabies,” I penned a poem about how Baltimore’s citizens, especially her children, are not gently falling asleep to the tune of softly whispered lullabies from their parent’s lips, but by the screams of sirens nearby that could only mean one thing, another homicide.

Did you hear that?’: Amid Baltimore’s surge in killings, a faint cry in a locked car

BALTIMORE — No one saw the baby.

She sat in a gold-hued car with tinted black windows as her 26-year-old father lay on the ground outside, dying.

All eyes were on him, another fallen body in a city increasingly defined by them.

In portions of Baltimore, the strobe lights of police cars is as much a part of the landscape as boarded-up homes. But the pace of the killings this year has been stunning as the city struggles to recover from rioting in 2015. As of Friday, 124 people had been slain, including five on a recent day, making Baltimore’s homicide rate one of the highest in the country. It is more than triple Washington’s rate and higher than the homicide rates in New Orleans and Chicago, two places that have become national symbols of gun violence.

A crying baby, sitting in her car seat, oblivious to the fact that her father lay dying mere feet away, unaware of the poverty and unbelievable hardships that she is going to have to face, if she does not get shot dead during some drive-by shooting first. Unlike Alexandra Valoras, who killed herself even as she had everything money and credit cards could buy and two parents in the household who took her on ski vacations and to concerts that she really didn’t want to go to, this little Black baby girl, sitting in her daddy’s car, will never know her father, much less will she have the opportunity to go on a ski vacation or even to a concert. It is highly likely that she will never know the area beyond the derelict neighborhood she and her mother will ‘live’ in. It is also highly likely that she will be raised by her grandmother, if she is still alive, because many young adults in Baltimore are strung out on drugs, either illegal or government sanctioned and grandmothers are left to raise their grandchildren, when they can. Otherwise, they end up in foster care.

Heroin and crack have decimated many cities that house a majority of Black residents and elected officials just shake their heads and bemoan the paucity of good paying jobs that could take the place of drug dealing, thus cutting down on the poverty and homicide rates. They look to the police to incarcerate the problem away. They look to ex-cons to patrol neighborhoods in order to instill a “You don’t want to end up like me,” message into the residents mired in hopelessness, poverty, violence and despair. But is any of this working? Hell no!

Whites, who are probably like Alexandra Valoras parents watch the evening news and exclaim over the violence of “those” people and say to themselves, “At least OUR children don’t have to rub shoulders with those people,” not even realizing that they have more in common with “those” people than they think. The same hopelessness and despair that drove Alexandra Valoras to commit suicide exists in the children of those who live in cities like Baltimore, MD. The only difference is they know that they will more than likely be murdered by simply walking to the store than be a victim of suicide. Commit suicide? What for? It is only a matter of time before they too, will become, a homicide statistic.

So, I say to Alexandra Valoras’ parents, while you are out parading around town, spreading the news that other parents in your shoes should take more interest in what their children are doing, take a moment and stop and consider that what happened to your daughter is in some way, karma, thanks in part to your lack of empathy, compassion and sympathy for those who are born into poverty, hopelessness and despair; the outcasts, those who have been abandoned deliberately by whites who are responsible for why a little Black girl in Baltimore City is in a car seat, mere feet away from her dying father who you think died at the hands of another Black man, but in reality, he is dead because guns and drugs were put into the hands of his killer by those who look like you since Black people do not own the planes and ships to deposit drugs on America’s shores nor do Black people manufacture guns or are members of the NRA that tout lax gun laws to politicians, daily. Those who look like you do. But there you sit in your insulated world thinking that all is right within it, that is until you find your daughter, lying dead underneath an overpass with the pain of having lived with you scribbled in a journal near her dead body. If she finds life intolerable living with you, how do you think it is for us? Something I would think on if I were you because what comes around, as you can plainly see, goes around.

Are Investigators Implying That Man Killed His Wife And Two Daughters Because He Was Plagued With Financial Issues?

 

Chris Watts is an alleged multiple murderer and the implication seems to be that because three years ago, he and his wife filed for bankruptcy thanks to owing over $70,000 in mostly credit card debt, this man snapped and killed his family.

Financial issues plagued Chris and Shanann Watts 3 years before alleged killings

Three years before Weld County investigators believe Chris Watts killed his wife and their two children, the Watts family filed for bankruptcy with less than $10 left in their savings accounts, according to federal court documents reviewed by 9Wants to Know.

Chris and Shanann Watts jointly sought Chapter 7 bankruptcy protection in June 2015 after amassing more than $70,000 of debt for unpaid credit cards, medical bills and student loans.

In a June 5, 2015 filing with the United States Bankruptcy Court in Denver, Shanann and Chris Watts reported their two savings accounts contained just $3.51 and $6.00, respectively. At the same time, their checking account contained a little more than $860.

Most of their debt stemmed from credit card purchases from such retailers as Furniture Row, Sears, Macy’s, American Furniture and Toys R Us.

The couple met via Facebook and were together for about 10 years. They had two daughters and Shanann was several weeks pregnant at the time of her murder. Now, I do understand that it seems to be quite well known that ‘white’ folks just cannot handle being broke, but with that having been stated, is that an excuse to go on a killing spree and not stop until every single member of the family lies dead? Are there no other options short of murder?

One thing that seems to be crystal clear about ‘whites’ is that they just cannot come to terms with being ‘poor’. That is just not something that ‘whites’ handle very well at all, especially if they have become accustomed to a certain way of life; the McMansion, the two or three car garage with a couple of SUVs at the ready and a Better Homes and Garden style patio complete with an in ground pool, the whole nine yards. And when something happens that could cause all of that to be taken away from them, well now, what to do, what to do? Because folks who live like that are not about to apply for public housing and food stamps and Medicaid. What would the relatives, co-workers and friends think? Their things are a status symbol and without them, they are nothing, or so they believe.

This bears repeating.

Most of their debt stemmed from credit card purchases from such retailers as Furniture Row, Sears, Macy’s, American Furniture and Toys R Us.

Credit cards; the American way. If you don’t have cash, swipe that card, take your package and go and the more you charge the better which leads me to this. I took a look at Furniture Row and here is what was written about that company.

“Shop entertainment, tables, sofas, leather sofas & chairs. Style your home with designer-inspired living room pieces.”

No bargain basement discounts going on there. No blue light special will you find, just top of the line leather sofas & chairs, designer-inspired. Shopping at this store can have you spending beyond your means real quick which obviously helped the Watts reach a debt load of over $70,000. Now we all know that Macy’s isn’t so cheap and Sears was probably used to purchase home appliances and then there was American Furniture, “Looking for stylish, high-quality furniture at amazing prices? Turn to the American Home Furniture.” And of course, the kids needed plenty of toys and so Toys R Us to the rescue. Debt, debt and more debt, but a beautiful home is the result as well as a need to find a way to pay down that debt while still paying for the day-to-day living expenses for a wife and two children. Gotta maintain that lifestyle, no matter the cost.

Now, I am not suggesting or implying that poverty caused this man to kill his family. I am only stating that Americans are encouraged to place themselves in debt hell and to continue to spend money they don’t have and don’t worry about a thing until the credit card bills arrive. Pay the minimum and continue shopping. But when they look up, the bills are piling up, the credit card bills are numerous, the lights must remain on, the mortgage must be paid, the car notes are due, insurance for house and vehicles is due. The kids need new clothes. Food prices are skyrocketing and the cost of gas is rising. All of a sudden, the sky is falling.

When did people lose sight of the premise, “Live within your means?” Poverty is damn near every Black person’s middle name. We live and breathe poverty and most of us would not even think of blowing away family members because we have to keep up with the ‘Joneses’.  The fact that many ‘white’ people have never known what abject poverty is like could almost be considered, a character flaw because believe me, having experienced poverty leads to character development. When you are at rock bottom with an empty fridge and a thin jacket to wear during a cold winter, it builds character. When you have to eat one meal a day because that is all you can afford, it builds character. When you have to walk miles to work because you cannot afford bus fare, it builds character. When you have to pay someone a few dollars to help you drag a kitchen table from a thrift store to your apartment, it builds character. And believe me, I have experienced all of this. What character, I must have.

To know poverty is to know how to live through it, survive and become all the more stronger because of having lived through it. If you are never to know struggle, poverty, hunger and humility, you will never learn how to get through the tough times because believe me, no one stays on top forever. What goes up, must come down.

And finally, this man was weak. This man had no strong character. This man was selfish. He could not look his wife in the eyes and tell her that they simply had to live within their means and that it did not matter what anyone thought of how they lived, it was their life to live and they had to live it as they saw fit. He could not do that and so he took another option; murder! Chris Watts allegedly murdered his two young daughters and his pregnant wife, now how selfish and depraved is that? It takes someone so weak and lacking in character and humility to commit such a horrible crime. Unfortunately, it will not end with this family because there are many more Chris Watts out there; weak, devoid of character, selfish and who will opt for murder as a way out.

Americans Are Too Stupid To Realize That America Is A Fake Ass Disneyland! Smoke and Mirrors, People! Smoke and Mirrors! Read The Comments On This Article And Get A Damn Clue!

Originally posted on Astute News: Disneyland is the Happiest Place on Earth! Millions of families visit the theme park every year to enjoy the magical place of rides, spectacular shows and cheerful cartoon figures. Everything is clean, perfect and joyful. Unless … you realize that Cinderella might actually be homeless. That’s right, 10% of Disneyland’s…

via America is Disneyland — The Most Revolutionary Act

I think this goes well with this article. America is in sad shape. You can see it at the street level. Along the gulf coast there are fer seagulls or birds at all. Rents are so jacked up all over the country, people are barely making it. Like the great depression. The orange haired turd and bastard repuks is what we got for it. The same corporate devils with the fake progressives that caused it. My grandaddy is rollin over in his grave.

Most of what people think they see, in murica are gutter lies, manipulative smelly horsecrap, psychotic conspiracy confabulation madeup by rightwing hacks, hyperintellectualized inanity.  Many people like me  have done every job there is, in crudhole murica. Worked in nuclear plants. Breathed industrial chemical poison, or radioactive  dust in muricas backbone ,industrial pukeholes.

We have cleaned at mcdonalds. Bagged groceries. Dug ditches. Shoveled horse crap. If people came even close to getting payed, by how hard, they had to work, and how dangerous a lot of peoples work is, maybe things would be different.  The entitled think the sugar machine never ends.

It is now becoming the law of diminishing returns.  If many more people were given decent places to live , decent healthcare in this rotten  place, maybe things, would be a lot different . Maybe things might be different for many, in this assinine blowhard, parallel universe .  This degenerating-crudhole society. But they are not.

If every month a person like a sociology college professor, a quack blowhard doctor who constantly misdiagnoses overprecribes garbage drugs , and spends most of its time bitching about crappy private and medicare reimbursements had to really work. If a slimeass lawyer, had to work a day a month, at a burger king or, in a smelly dangerous chemical  industrial plant, or as a  low end medical aid or bedpan nurse . If they had to work a day a month at amazon or at walmart, or as a cop, things would be different.

If they  had to pay 2/3 of their income in a ghetto tenament for rent, w no access to medical care, barely paying bills, watching this crummy society fall apart around them…….

If crooked politicians and their sire …….

Maybe people who work hard,  would get paid ok . Maybe more would have a decent place to live, healthcare, food that is not riddled with nasty-poison chemicals, maybe things would be different. Maybe the people who have comforts, would stop bitching about the  other people , they percieve less than human and, become semi
-human themselves.

If more people here, saw the real murica, maybe there would be some changes.

If people from africa saw the way things really are  here, for most people:The garbage, the violence, the smugness. There is the fraudulent- med care there is overindulgence in the junky phoney-wasteful, fake society . Piles of chemical and redioactive garbage. The chronic illness from the pollution and poisonous-fake abundance, the overconsumption.

It they saw, what most likely awaits most of them, if  they come here: The hate, the itinerant shelter, maybe they would rally to save their own countries that still have some clean water , air, and soil. If scumwad muricans saw reality, maybe they would do something with the evil demon
Killers leaders. The liars and scumbags that make a mockery of democracy. The criminal politicians ,   that are destroying africa and the rest of the world. That are destroying this country.
Maybe there would be incentive and help for the africans to do something about their own countries.
And yet,  all the dumn monkeys here,  ignore the ecocidal destruction of life support that makes them fat, stupid, makes their children be birth defects, makes everyone hate everyone else,   in this chemical-radioactive sewer.

If you  saw the lousey, delapidated boarding houses, with 100 rooms in major cities. The firetrap boarding houses that have feces on the walls in the main halls, shared toilets an 8 by 10 room for 800 hundred a month, with 3 african refugees in each 8 by 10 room . African refugees that go to Mcdonalds down the street, for free wifi.

All the chaos, waste, violence, nonsensical bullcrap, walking over homeless people in craphole cities. If you stopped and really saw and, talked to young people who cannot afford to move out of their parents houses. Talked to young people and working poor families, that work three crap jobs, to pay 1100 a month for a slumhole.

There are the more priviliged, working at chemical plants. They breath smelly-crap-poisons, that will kill them in 15 years. Working in filthy-chemical plants,  makes half the kids they sire retarded with birth defects. They work there, so they can drive that nice big truck.  So they can contribute further , to the huge islands of garbage in the  ocean, the size of texas. Have more water, full of radium from fracking and cars and coal plants, yet the illusion must go on.

There are a lot fewer birds in many cities in murica,  not many because of pesticides, fuku, car exhaust, nucular power trash. 75 percent of insects in n hemisphere dead.

Nuclear power plants on the verge of blowups and fuel fires , that constantly belch radioactive tritium dioxide in with the water vapor from their cooling towers.  Deadly tritium dioxide dispersed  en masse, into the environment.

Whats left of wildlife in murica, are coyotes and crows, moving into degenerate-urban human sprawls, to eek it out for a while.

There are the molycoddled sycophants and suckasses of the entitled,   who have lived comfortably, as librarians et al, and cannot really think for themselves . They prattle on about payed political hack racists and demagogues. Canned republican neoracist gibberish w Loser  demagoues and pseudointellectual trolls to boot.

Demented idiots living on social security and or some bloated pension, they do not deserve, watch fox tv. The same fox tv, where a talking head tells them to vote for asses, that want to further degrade them, screw them and everyone else over. The talking heads want to  bomb more innocents all over the world into oblivian. They relish keeping murica, up to its neck in blood.

Their are engineers and workers. There are adminstators, vampire ceos, sukasses, criminal politicians, wall street vampire squids living comfortably. They create the weapons and munitions . The death machines for the empire, to massacre innocent people, all over the world. Death munitions, arms, and machines that turn people outside murica into refugees.
Depleted uranium munitions.

Of course, the refugees are forced to cum to this degenerating-chemical-radioactive , sewerhole . Many end up in poverty or, maybe 1 or two can be sociology professors..

Meanwhile, The Vampire squid shitheads that  pedantic college  professors call,  masters of the universe, in their suckass intellecualized diversions talk, enourage the propaganda. Wall street vampire squid, hedge fund “managers” are destroying peoples pension funds, gulping resources en masse, killing what is left OF THE ENVIRONMENT,. They are pushing more people to the edge, in this damnable-eraserhead nightmare.

What is left of an eco-system, in this fake fraudulent chemical, radioactive craphole,  In this police and, nuclear-security state, is rapidly dying.

There are  far fewer birds, anywhere in the putrid usa. All of the puppet-show people with their rosecolored glasses, never notice it. There are not so-many birds because, of pesticides.

There are the chemical and coal plants.  There is the fracking , that poisons our water with radium. There is the jet exhuast, the car exhaust, nucular power trash. 75 percent of the insects, in the n hemisphere are dead. Most birds are gone. U cannot eat fish, from the great lakes. Really, not even the ocean.”


harsh reality

This comment is spot on!

People, Wake The Fuck Up!

Your fake ass Disneyland Cinderella could be homeless! But you’re not telling little Ryan and Doreen that shit, oh hell no! You’re not telling your children that those workers who are decked out in cute, cuddly costumes are in reality, living out of their vehicles or are 5 deep in a motel room to cover the cost of working for low wages at fake ass Disneyland.

Millions of people are living in deep poverty who are working but because America has now become the land of the haves and the “I got nothings,” that is okay.

But wait until Disneyland decides to do away with humans which is most definitely Amazon’s intent in a few years and Cinderella will be a robot and Mickey Mouse, as well.

Take a look around you, just a few short decades ago, we were not as sorry, sad and pathetic as we are now. I noticed years ago, that there were no fireflies anymore. What has killed them off? The same thing that’s killing us. Pollution! Pesticides, runoff, toxins. We are all walking toxin factories and still, we don’t have a clue as to how bad our situation really is! And chances are, it is already too late to do a damn thing about a damn thing! But right now, we’ve still got Disneyland! A magical kingdom of make believe. Well, believe this! The mirage will soon fade away and what will be left? The reality of poverty, homelessness, suffering, despair and not a decent paying job in sight!

Walt Disney Told Our Story!

 

 

Black History Month is at an end
and Walt Disney told our story.
We learned about Wakanda
and Black Panther got the glory.

Wearing dashikis and head wraps,
we clapped and cheered for Wakanda;
that magical of all kingdoms,
it looks just like Uganda!

Now, Uganda is over in Africa,
and the poverty rate is high.
Healthcare is abysmal
and people with cholera, they still die.

The folks over in Somalia?
They ain’t looking so good.
Trump just bombed them again,
just like I knew he would.

But over by way of Ethiopia,
the folks there got a plight.
They ain’t eating at all.
And it ain’t about a hunger strike.

The African women of Liberia
have long been seen as slaves;
sex slaves to be exact
and that don’t get no praise.

What about over in Kenya?
They got educated folks
and still, some end up homeless
Look it up, this ain’t no hoax.

Now we come to Ghana,
is this a kingdom too?
It was once ruled by the British.
Does that give you a clue?

Libya is off the chain
and slavery is everywhere.
America and NATO
filled Libyans with despair.

But we celebrate Black History Month
with Black Panther to the rescue.
There’s a kingdom over in Africa,
where lives the privileged few.

Wakanda, is its name.
Its Black Panther leads the charge
against usurpers to the throne
within the kingdom or at large.

Vibranium is its weapon,
against enemies far and wide.
I bet real African nations
wish this kingdom was by their side.

Between fantasy and reality,
we choose fantasy every time.
and we’d rather pay Walt Disney
 our last hard-earned dime.

We don’t care about Liberia,
because that is just too real.
And we don’t live in Uganda
where cholera is a big deal.

We want to live in Wakanda,
fake as it can be.
But that is what we are,
fake people with a fake history.

This here ends Black History,
with many thanks to Walt Disney
who sat us down in Wakanda;
a kingdom; a magical fantasy.

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

In my opinion, it is a shame that throughout this entire short month that has been set aside to showcase Black History, Walt Disney and Marvel COMICS took over the focus that should have been on REAL Black heroes and heroines who were on the front lines, battling  slavery, oppression, Jim Crow, segregation, voting rights, gentrification, mass unemployment, mass homelessness, a school-to-prison pipeline, mass incarceration, income inequality, substandard health care, cuts to education, inadequate housing, economic inequality, food insecurity, crime, violence, drugs, gangs, teen pregnancies and high homicide rates of Black youth in inner cities and the list is endless.

There was no focus on the above because Black people were so easily distracted into wearing African head wraps and dashikis because a movie was hyped about a fictional kingdom in Africa where there was untold wealth and a superhero to the rescue to protect his rich kingdom.

We would rather remain blind to the facts and to reality. We want, for two hours, to forget the realities we face because we need to be made to ‘feel good’ about belonging to some kingdom in Africa that isn’t even real. How pathetic is that? We want Walt Disney to hurry up and give us Part II of “Wakanda Forever” just in time for next Black History Month so that we can, again, focus on fantasy and not on our reality. How sad is that?

When have we ever lived a “Wakanda Forever” life here in AmeriKKKa? Do you seriously think that even with the links that I have provided in my poem, that the REAL Africa is anything at all like what Walt Disney would have you believe?

When you left the theater, did you see “Wakanda” when you stepped outside? Did you see “Wakanda” when you returned home? Did you see “Wakanda” when you checked out the local news where you live? Did you see “Black Panther” save any Black man, woman or child from being arrested or shot and killed by cops for playing in a park with a toy gun or for failing to use the proper turn signal or for selling loose, un-taxed cigarettes or for simply sleeping in their bed?

How did paying Walt Disney and Marvel Comics for the ‘pleasure’ of watching their distraction help you in any way? Did wearing your dashiki and African head wrap stop the police from pulling you over? Did wearing your dashiki and African head wrap stop your landlord from handing you an eviction notice because your neighborhood is about to be gentrified? Did the “Black Panther” swoop down and take you to “Wakanda Forever?” If you are reading this, Black man, woman, teenager(the few who can read), then the answer is “NO!”

Black History Month? Who needs it when we’ve got “Wakanda Forever!”

“Wakanda?” Forever!

“Thank you Walt Disney for supplying us with our REAL and TRUE History, THIS Black History Month! All hail Walt Disney!”

I Had A Dream…..!

 

I had a dream the other night and in it was Dr. King.
I stared in awestruck wonder as my eyes began to sting.
The expression on his face was so solemn and yet so kind,
I wondered if he knew about the turmoil in my mind.
What could I say to him about the troubles we still know?
And I wondered if he knew about the debt that whites still owe?
I implored him with my mind to see history through my eyes
and this distorted world of whites who still hail him with their lies.
I wanted him to see the view from where we stand
beneath a concrete bridge and homeless in this land,
where Jim Crow still exists from when hatred was unleashed
and though he too was jailed, millions weren’t released.

Today, they’ll praise his name and say that things have changed
that they no longer burn a cross or watch a Black man hanged.
But we all know the truth in that lynching still exists
and I see the whip slice forward, there’s the echo of its hiss.
The view from where I stand is not from on a mountain top
as I look upon my brother, killed by a racist cop.
His blood still stains the ground and as I turn to Dr. King,
I extend my hands towards him for to him, I want to cling,
to beg him to come back to us, but he only shakes his head.
I then realize tis a dream and that Dr. King is dead!

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

As we, again, celebrate Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., Day which this year happens to fall on his birthday, we will hear from people who would assassinate Dr. King a million times over if they could. We will hear from the hypocrites who pretend to pay homage to a man who was not for corporations and who was against the mis-treatment of the poor and yet,  on the front page of every newspaper, magazine, television screen and any other type of news media, we will be bombarded with images of Dr. King and we shall hear his “I Have A Dream!” speech another trillion times and then, that’s it folks!

Not a thing has changed since Dr. King’s speeches, marches, protests and nothing will because simply posting a picture of him and recalling his words does nothing. If anything, things have gotten much worse.

For instance:

The University of Maryland Medical Center’s top executive apologized to a patient who was discharged and found on the street wearing only a thin hospital gown and socks outside its midtown facility, calling it an isolated incident.

“We take full responsibility for this failure,” Dr. Mohan Suntha said during a Thursday afternoon news conference. The hospital did not provide “basic humanity and compassion,” he added.

Hospital officials have not said what the woman was treated for in the emergency room or why she was left out in the cold near a public transit bus stop. Mohan said she received proper care while in the hospital and that the incident happened after discharge.

Translation!

As we celebrate Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., Day as well as his birthday, just a few days ago, another Black woman was thrown out of a hospital by security, clad only in a hospital gown and socks. While she was wandering aimlessly around, with no obvious idea of what to do, another Black man decided to tape the incident because he was absolutely beyond horrified over witnessing this shocking event.

Because the event was taped and posted on Youtube, now there is an uproar about ‘patient dumping’ that seems to happen to mostly Black patients and the hospital’s top executive stated that this patient “received proper care while in the hospital and that the incident happened after discharge.”

Excuse me! But when did it become the norm to discharge patients in a hospital gown and socks in the middle of a frigid winter’s night? I can tell you that of the times that I have been discharged from a hospital, you had damn well better believe that I was not discharged in a hospital gown and hospital socks and told to “Suck it!” as this woman was apparently told to do! How many times have you seen a patient sitting in a chair being wheeled out of a hospital and to a bus stop by security while still wearing a hospital gown(open in the back) and socks? And if you read the article, it mentions that this happens more times than we know and especially to the homeless. Go figure!

And yet, we are really going to celebrate Dr. King’s legacy? Is this his legacy? Seriously??!! We really want to go there??!!! When Dr. King, along with his civil rights organization, the Southern Christian Leadership Conference, decided to launch a campaign to highlight the many problems facing the poor, the result of that today is to put poor patients out on the street in the middle of a frigid winter’s night in nothing but a thin hospital gown that doesn’t even close in the back and a pair of hospital socks? But that is an acceptable discharge according to the hospital’s executive director? Because the hospital is responsible for you from the time you are admitted until the time you are SAFELY discharged. And being sent out in that condition, especially in a city like Baltimore, is anything but SAFELY discharged.

How is this even happening? It is happening because poor people are not even thought of as human even in a hospital. Read about Anna Brown and Barbara Dawson and then come talk to me about how Dr. King’s legacy is alive and well because these two women are dead since they were treated just as this woman in Baltimore was treated.

So, go ahead, post your blogs commemorating Dr. King and espouse upon his legacy as though that has any meaning whatsoever because quite obviously, none of us know a damn thing about how we are supposed to be treating each other and we don’t want to know. Can you imagine Dr. King, with a smartphone in his hand, more worried about getting the latest model over helping some poor, homeless and sick woman find her way? Do you think that Dr. King would give a damn about a Wi-Fi connection? How does that help feed the hungry? How does that clothe the naked, like this woman who was dumped out of a hospital in the cold? How does that help a single mom who is about to become homeless with her kids? A mom who just recently worked for one of the Sam’s Clubs that Wal-Mart just shut down without any warning whatsoever which means for those of you who want to blame the victim for their troubles, who is to blame when the company you work for closes its doors and you only find out that you don’t have a job when you report to work?

Yes indeed, let us cease and desist with all social programs because the poor should just die already as this is why we celebrate Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., Day! Let the hypocrisy begin!

 

I Spent Thanksgiving In Atlantic City

atlantic-cityThis is why I love living on the East Coast because in a couple of hours, I can be just about anywhere! And so, instead of heading south to deal with family members that I loathe, I headed for Atlantic City instead and stayed at Bally’s.

what-a-day-012And I strolled by the Wild West Saloon right off the boardwalk and they were not serving turkey, but you could certainly get your drink on and your gambling. For myself, I had been imbibing ‘free’ champagne while at the Bally’s slots and decided to stagger down the boardwalk and came across this joint.

wildwestI believe in doing just what the signs says, “Go WILD!” LOL! Damn! Am I on the ‘strip’ or the boardwalk? Oh well, it was too cold to take the plunge and so I headed back inside and down the hatch it flowed, champagne, that is!

 

However, I do want to say that Atlantic City has become a really sad city. The people who worked in the casino/hotel were telling me that they were surprised to even see people looking enthusiastically around Atlantic City because there is just nothing to come to Atlantic City for these days. I could not get them to understand that I come to stand by the ocean and just watch the wild waves crash on the shore and that the best time of the year for me to enjoy doing this is when it is cold because I can be sure that I am not amongst a crowd, jostling for a space on the beach. There was much laughter following this because I was told that there are no crowds even at the peak of summer.

It did not used to be this way. My uncle, bless his soul, is dead now but he spent all of his retirement years in Atlantic City; he and his wife. They both had gambling fever and would lose their shirt every time and yet every month, they’d be back in Atlantic City to do it all over again. One time, my ex-husband and I went with them and I was in the casino watching my ex-husband lose his money when I heard my name over the casino loudspeaker and I was wanted at the cashier station. I found the cashier station and there stood my uncle. He had requested that I be paged because he wanted to ‘borrow’ some money from me because his money had all been gambled away and so had his wife’s. He got no money from me! I’ll never forget, on the bus ride back home, when the bus driver pulled into a restaurant so that we could get some food, I was the only one who got off the bus and got back on with food and everyone groaned when the smell wafted through the bus because they were all broke. My ex-husband looked at me when I sat down beside him and he asked me wasn’t I going to give him some of my food. HA! I laughed in his face! I tortured those broke gamblers all the way back to our hometown. It was so much fun!

But as usual, I digress. Atlantic City is just sad, like so many other American cities that have had their heyday and no one invested in the city or its people. From what I understand, crime is off the charts thanks to a lack of jobs, poverty, homelessness, prostitution, drug abuse and the list is endless. Why is this endemic to almost every major American city? What is wrong with the politicians when they can see this as problematic and would still rather have big developers come in and further add insult to injury to  the already poverty stricken by building upscale dwellings and opening upscale fancy named stores that people who are jobless cannot shop at? And then proceed to go on and on about the high crime rates as if they don’t know that poverty and high crime rates go hand in hand? Back in the day, Atlantic City catered to people like my uncle who would go to Atlantic City, religiously and not only gamble, but would go to the restaurants and spend money in the little shops that were lined up and down the boardwalk, taking back home with them, cheap souvenirs and $1 boxes of salt water taffy. Now, you’ll find only high end stores in the mall on the boardwalk. Pier shops is what its called and there you’ll find Wolf Fine Jewelry, Tiffany & Co.,  bebe, Louie Vuitton, Michael Kors, Marshall Rousso, Glow Gold, Burberry and other stores of the like, but you’ll not find what used to be there; Dollar Tree, McDonalds, Burger King, Payless Shoe Source, The 99 cent Taffy Store, The Everything’s A Dollar Gift Shop and more of the like. And back then, Atlantic City was thriving, but there still was a problem of no investment in Atlantic City beyond the boardwalk and the casinos. I noticed this decades ago and I thought, “If this continues, this city is going to go into a decline.” And it has, big time!

Casinos are now vying for customers to the point where I was able to receive $25 in the form of a voucher after having paid $30 for the bus ticket to Atlantic City. So, it only cost me $5.00 to go to Atlantic City and back. Of course, I had to use the voucher in the casino, the $25.00 wasn’t given to me in cash, but what was even better, I discovered while sitting at the slot machine that I could order any drink I wanted. They even had champagne! I could not believe it! I sat at that slot machine and pressed the button to order champagne for hours. They even gave it to me in a champagne flute. The music was playing overhead and I was just a giggling and enjoying my ‘free’ champagne in my gifted new flute and was winning too! Now how great was that? I finally staggered on out of the casino and to the elevator to go up to my room, only to fall into bed and get up a few hours later and start all over again. Good heavens! Did I enjoy Thanksgiving or did I enjoy Thanksgiving? I enjoyed Thanksgiving.

But then, I thought of all the people who were just a mere couple hundred feet beyond the casino doors, hulking in the shadows, shivering and hungry while I was being courted as a desirable customer at the casino. I thought, “Oh, what a hypocrite, am I!” I write about all the injustices that are going on today and then someone only has to hand me a champagne flute  and continuously fill the flute for as long as I can sit without falling down drunk. Right then and there, I pledged to do better. I pledged to try and do what I can to find solutions and to stop forgetting even for a few hours that there are people beyond the doors, homeless and shivering; that there are people, who once worked in that casino but because so few come there anymore, their jobs were terminated and that I am being courted not because I am valued, but because I am one of the few who will still come back to a city that is virtually, a ghost town; a city that needs its politicians to revitalize and give hope to a population of citizens who have been neglected thanks to indifferent politicians, broken promises and vulture capitalists.

Atlantic City will soon have much company.

 

 

“Sold!…..For Twelve Head Of Cattle!”

cows

I was sold by my father for twelve head of cattle.
A child and not a woman is taken every day.
He raped me and beat me and now I bear his child;
proof of how I have been shamed in this way.
Do not praise the Mother Land for slavery is not gone
and every female child must endure this atrocity.
 Cursed with a little girl’s vagina that appeals to old men,
I am a short term fix; just a useful commodity.
 Little girls are abducted and sold by their kin.
Twelve head of cattle is the price that he paid
and the Blacks in America think they have it rough.
 Bring your girl child to Africa and she will get laid
by a man old enough to be her father’s father,
and then shut up about your problems across the sea
when we have it no better and no one to hear our screams.
For here in the land of my birth, I too, am an abductee.

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

This poem was born ‘thanks’ to a blog post I read titled, Tales of a child bride: ‘My father sold me for 12 cows’ over at https://talesfromtheloublog.wordpress.com/2016/07/26/tales-of-a-child-bride-my-father-sold-me-for-12-cows/

Once again, I owe N.S. a big HUGE apology because I tore into him something awful on my blog post titled Africans Are To Blame For Why Slaves Were Brought To AmeriKKKa! Fuck THAT Shit! and I was so horribly wrong, it is unreal! Because there I was just a going on and on about how African tribal leaders were not responsible in any way for the Trans-Atlantic Slave Trade and yet, slavery is still going on since little girls are sold by their fathers to old ass men as a way for them to escape poverty, temporarily. Here’s an idea, if you are hungry, chop your dick off and eat it and you will not be able to reproduce that which you cannot feed.

How in the hell can a mother stand by and see her daughter sold off to a ‘man’ for twelve cows? Fuck those men up over there and take over. If African women are such queens, then why are they allowing their daughters to be handled in such a manner? Why are they so complicit in the abduction, rape and beatings that their daughters are subjected to by these ‘men’ that get away with taking them and then paying for them in the form of cows and other assorted animals? And now, some are even selling their daughters for money thanks to ‘mobile money transfers’. I cannot believe that I had the nerve, the unmitigated gall to come to the defense of African tribal leaders when those filthy ass creatures are so vile, they are somewhere underneath shit!

And for those of you in America who go on and on about the regality of your so-called ‘African’ ancestors, shut the fuck up! I am sick to pieces of hearing about how we come from such exalted beings when, quite obviously, we come from stinking shit! I hate, detest and despise men because you motherfucking animals don’t fucking think at all. The only thing you do is walk around with a ‘hard on’ while looking for something to relieve it in and it really makes no difference how old it is or how young it is or if it is even human. You vile, degenerate creatures are unfit to even slither across the ground on this planet and I rue the day I ever laid eyes on any of you and had the audacity to experience lust for you savage, feckless beasts! I would not spit on any of you if you were on fire to help put it out! I’d say, “Burn motherfucker, burn!” And I would laugh all the while doing it. That is what I think of you! And fuck it! I don’t care if you are Black, white, purple or blue; it’s all the same to me! You’re all useless fuckers!

Poor innocent children are at the mercy of you two-legged dogs and I am going to protest over the likes of you getting fucked up? Nothing fucking doing! Those of you who are in America are spawns of that shit and so you’re no better! And I know this to be a fact because in my family alone, there have been incidences where grown men have raped children. So no, you nasty ass fuckers don’t get a free pass just because you are in America. You diseased and vile heathens; none of you are worth spit! And women would have been better off having never laid eyes on you!

But quite actually, women should not get a free pass either as you are complicit in what is happening to your daughters. I had a cousin that dated everything that slithered in and out of prison and her daughter was raped and given a disease by one of these vile creatures called, ‘men’. What is wrong with us? How in unholy hell can we hold our heads up and strut around as if we are doing all we can to help our children grow into mentally healthy adults? We cannot since we aid and abet in the continued dysfunctional relationships we see today in our children and their children. How can I be appalled when I hear young girls disrespecting themselves to no end when look at who is ‘nurturing’ them, if you can call it that? It is no wonder, no wonder at all over why we as a race of people are in deep, dark ass trouble. And as for that agency, “Big Brothers And Big Sisters,” just what the hell are you doing? Because if you assholes were stepping in to fill the void, we should certainly see some results from your efforts, but all I see is more of the same; children having children and learning nothing that will help them get through life. I no longer despair FOR us, I despair OF us!

What happened to this child fills me with rage and utter contempt for ‘men’. But you’re not ‘men’. I don’t know what the fuck you are. But one thing I do know is that there is nothing worthy about any of you psychopathic, filthy ass rats! Come at me with your fucking dick hanging out and see what the fuck happens to it! I fucking dare you!

Centers For Disease Control (CDC), Go To Hell!

suicide of the rich is a public health problem for the CDC

 

 

And here we go again! Read the headline and if this isn’t some goddamn shit, then I don’t know what is!

CDC investigates why so many high school students in wealthy Palo Alto have committed suicide

Over the course of nine months in 2009 and 2010, six Palo Alto teenagers committed suicide. Between 2010 and 2014, an average of 20 children and young adults died of suicide annually in Santa Clara County.

In response to what Santa Clara County officials have called an urgent public health problem, the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention is launching an epidemiological study on teen suicide in the area. A team of suicide prevention specialists are arriving in Santa Clara this Tuesday for a two-week site visit.

While these federal teams generally act on infectious disease outbreaks, the San Jose Mercury News reported, this investigation signals a rare instance of CDC dispatching a unit for a chronic health issue.

Let me get this straight! Twenty rich white kids die annually from committing suicide and the CDC considers this to be a ‘public health problem’ and decides to investigate. How is this a public health problem? And why is it that inner city kids who get gunned down by the hundreds is not perceived as a public health problem? Why is it not a public health problem when Black people are gunned down by the hundreds annually by racist KKKops? Why is there no investigation being initiated by the CDC over this public health problem? Twenty white kids kill themselves and an investigation is launched. Hundreds of Black kids die because of their situation of lead in the water as is the case in Flint, MI, NO water as is the case in Detroit, MI and Baltimore, MD, getting caught in the line of gang-related gun violence, getting themselves shot dead by KKKops for playing in parks and yet, there is no cause for alarm or for a CDC investigation. I just cannot make this shit up!

Because rich white kids’ parents have the money to persuade lawmakers and the CDC and every goddamn body else to get onboard with finding out why their kids are committing suicide, therein lies the reason for this investigation. How many poor Black parents have the resources to get the CDC off its ass to look into the plight of our Black children who are suffering through no fault of their own in inner cities that haven’t yet gone through the gentrification process? And why hasn’t the CDC initiated an investigation into how many poor Black kids have been rendered homeless by gentrification? Why is that not a public health problem? Why did the water shut-off crisis in Detroit not get the CDC off its ass and declare that to be a public health problem? Even the United Nations declared the Detroit water shut-offs to be a human rights violation. Why didn’t the CDC intervene on behalf of the poor Black children in Flint, MI when it was found that lead was poisoning their water? If anything is a public health problem, poisoned water is a public health problem. But from the CDC, all we heard was the sound of crickets chirping. I fucking wonder why! Like hell I do! Money talks and those Black people don’t have any to talk for them!

Black folks, do you still not know where you stand in this shithole? Are you seriously thinking that you are going to get some relief from mass incarceration, poisoned water, skyrocketing rents while your wages remain stagnant, gentrification, a school-to-prison pipeline, mass unemployment of inner city youth, homelessness, drug addiction and the goddamn list is endless? Of course not. You don’t have any goddamn money and therefore, you are rendered voiceless. Our children have no need to commit suicide simply because they have too much shit and don’t know what to do with it, our children are too busy being a victim of genocide. But we need to focus on twenty rich white kids who committed suicide because THAT right there is a public health problem; a crisis of the highest magnitude and stop that shit right now, goddamn it!

You see, it is a really ugly ass nightmare being the kid of rich parents. There is just so much pressure to achieve and succeed and follow in mommy and daddy’s footsteps because they expect everything from their children. They expect them to become investment bankers and corporate lawyers and the expectations are just too much for the kids of the filthy rich to deal with and so they have no choice but to go and play on the train tracks. They have no choice but to bungee jump off a really high ass cliff. So little Black kids, this is why you don’t want to be rich. It comes with too many issues and problems and bungee cords attached. Of course, there is no problem of where you are going to sleep at night; what with fifteen bedrooms to choose from. There is no problem of what you are going to eat because all you need do is grab your wallet with twenty credit cards in it, jump into your brand new Bentley and cruise in style to the nearest upscale restaurant and voila! Carte blanche! And if you mow somebody down after having shown the bartender a fake ID and got wasted, well there’s that ‘Affluenza’ defense that can be put to use to get the lily white-assed shits off. But being the kid of rich white parents is not at all easy and so committing suicide is en vogue. All the rich white kids are doing it and their parents can pay for some officials to come down hard on the CDC to investigate and put an end to that horrible new public health problem of “Too Rich To Want To Live!” That is THE public health problem of today! Never mind, the real problems that plague Black communities all across this shithole that really is of epidemic proportions. Who cares about that shit? Certainly NOT the CDC. They’re too busy running around in rich neighborhoods trying to find out why little bad ass Johnny can’t deal with being rich. Ain’t that a bitch?

Here’s an idea! What about the parents? Where are the parents of these suicides? Why haven’t they stepped up to the plate to find out why their offspring are ‘offing’ themselves? Why are the parents not trying to figure this shit out? Because as usual, they just pay someone else to figure shit out while they enjoy the relaxing facial treatment at the spa, while they engage in a much needed game of golf, while they are busy taking an around-the-world-cruise. Let the CDC figure it all out and fill ’em in when they get back from that extended vacation. Meanwhile, little bad ass Johnny, here’s another credit card, now get out of my face!

I am past fed the fuck up with this endless, in our face shit that is almost too outrageous to be believed. I still cannot wrap my head around the fact that the CDC has initiated an investigation of twenty rich white kids in California that committed suicide and this has all but been declared, a public health emergency. For the love of ……!!!!!!!!! Meanwhile, there ain’t a goddamn thing wrong in poor Black communities all across this country that has resulted in hundreds if not thousands of deaths, annually. No cause for concern. No cause for alarm. No cause for a CDC investigation. It is just the business as usual of the genocide of the Negro race! Now let’s celebrate this shit during Black History Month!

The Entertainment Never Ends!

the entertainment never ends

I have been strangely quiet
for want of anything to say
because everything’s been said
and I hit the button and replay.

Football season is over.
The Super Bowl is in the past.
We say we hate capitalism
but that hate don’t ever last.

We say we love this planet.
It is our home, for better or for worse.
And yet we fuck it up relentlessly
until they put us in a hearse.

Oh what hypocrites we are
when we scream our hatred for war.
And yet, we groom the next generation
to heed the call for more!

We say we hate our politicians.
We despise them one and all.
They don’t represent our interests.
And yet, we vote for them each fall.

We point fingers at another
and we claim that they are wrong
when in fact, we’re all depraved,
it’s why we cannot get along.

Oh yes I have been extremely quiet,
just watching shit hit the fan.
What need have I to point out
that the foulest seed is man?

There is endless war in Syria
 and Libya is filled with rebels.
All of this chaos was put into play
by American and NATO devils.

Poor Iraq, we hear nothing about
as if those folks are doing fine.
I doubt if they’re eating caviar
or drinking expensive wine.

But here in the land of the ‘exceptional’
the entertainment never ends.
We just gorged on wings and pizza
with our loud and drunken friends.

The stakes are high in this gambler’s den
of vice and greed and corruption.
And when Wall Street flounders again,
they’ll blame the poor for their destruction.

The bailouts will commence
and the players will play on.
While the huddled masses yearn
for jobs already gone.

At the risk of repeating myself, I repeat myself.

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

1,400 people learn their jobs are moving to Mexico

A crowd of Carrier manufacturing workers erupted into anger Wednesday as they learned their plant was being relocated to Monterrey, Mexico.

Carrier, an Indianapolis-based heating, ventilation and air conditioning company owned by United Technologies, announced in a statement on Wednesday that the plant would undergo a three-year transition to Mexico starting in 2017.

Carrier is one of two United Technologies plants to announce a move to Mexico — the corporation announced on the same day it would also be moving a plant in Huntington, Indiana. The closing will eliminate about 700 jobs from the city in northeastern Indiana.

And now with the signing of the TPPA, is this situation going to get any better? But they tell us that the unemployment figures are so low as to be negligible. The lies just keep coming. Who in hell believes that the REAL unemployment rate is 4.9%? Seriously? Sears and Kmart stores are closing, left and right. The only stores that are doing a booming business are Dollar Tree, Dig-A-Dollar, Collar-A-Dollar and Holla-For-A-Dolla! This past holiday sales figures were dismal and that is an understatement. Target just closed up shop in Canada. Wal-Mart just announced the closure of all Express Wal-Mart stores. JC Penny is gasping to stay alive and even Macy’s is choking and the unemployment rate is 4.9%?!!! Get the fuck outta here with that bullshit!

The Children Of Flint, Michigan Speak!

children exposed to lead in flint michigan

They say corrosive pipes may cause my demise.
Filthy water comes to me as no surprise.
Massa in the manse, he cause my distress
‘cause I’m not rich and I make do with less.

Corrosive pipes, they don’t cause my demise.
Massa in the manse did with all his lies.
The media paints the picture of a lazy mama.
They say she don’t have a job but she smokes marijuana.
With the jobs gone to China, just what did they expect?
Now they gone charge my mama with abuse and neglect.

They caused the problem but place the blame on us.
My skin is itching; it’s red and draining pus.
We sent the water to be tested by the EPA.
They helped to cover up this crime; they looked the other way.

Obama finally spoke, he said, “Ain’t that a shame!”
“Give those niggaz some water and y’all file a claim!”
We’ll go out like Tamir, since they’re still using lead.
Yet another way to kill us, with poison instead!

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

Rick Snyder, a Republican who ascended to the governor’s office in 2010 without ever serving in public office, has fought off calls for his resignation and criticism about his delayed response to the crisis. It was Snyder’s administration that placed the city under emergency management in 2011, a decision that wrested control from the city council and imposed cost-cutting – which in turn led the city to the filthy river for water. For 18 months the administration ignored signs that water was contaminated, before finally rerouting supplies last October.

Fifty-six percent of Flint’s residents are Black. Now, imagine if this had been Newtown, CT. Do you seriously think that this would be happening? White folks are sitting back now, pointing the finger at those poor Black folks who they believe are just lazy bums expecting free food, free water and free housing and so that is on them. Well, let me tell you something. This same shit is coming to a ‘white bread’ neighborhood near you and then yours is next because this shithole’s infrastructure is totally fucked up since AmeriKKKa has been too busy meddling in foreign affairs and bombing other countries while neglecting this one. So, sit back and laugh at the poor Black folks in Flint, MI who are going through this crisis, but know this, laughter is catching. And don’t forget about the trains that are derailing and spilling crude oil into the rivers and streams that eventually end up coming out of your faucet. Still think you’re immune to what’s going down in Flint, MI? Yeah! Keep laughing!

With the subject line “HIGH LEAD: FLINT Water testing Results”, the EPA’s Jennifer Crooks wrote to local officials that she had been discussing Walters’ “water situation” for several weeks. Crooks was stunned by the results: 104 parts per billion of lead. The EPA’s regulatory limit is 15 parts per billion.