Congratulations America. You’re #1! — United States Hypocrisy

Congratulations are in order for the United States of America for managing to be #1 in all the areas that count. It truly is the exceptional nation.

via Congratulations America. You’re #1! — United States Hypocrisy

Congratulations America. You’re #1!

Congratulations are in order for the United States of America for managing to be #1 in all the areas that count. The rest of the world could only dream of reaching such levels of accomplishment. The United States is:

  • The world’s #1 weapons exporter, exporting mechanisms of death to nearly 100 countries in only 5 years.
  • The world’s #1 possessor of weapons of mass destruction, among them a mind-boggling 6,200 nuclear warheads.
  • The world’s #1 spender when it comes to its military budget, with a true cost of $1 trillion a year and counting. That’s almost as much as the rest of the world spends on defense combined.
  • The U.S. is #1 when it comes to caging human beings behind bars, with its incarcerated population dwarfing the rest of the world’s. Despite having just 5% of the earth’s population, it holds an astonishing 25% of the earth’s incarcerated population.
  • And now, with the government’s complete and utter failure to respond to the coronavirus pandemic it was warned about as early as January 3rd, the US has more COVID-19 cases than anywhere else in the world. As of this writing (April 2), a staggering 201,312 of the world’s 694,343 active cases are in the U.S.A. But don’t worry. U.S. “Intelligence” agencies (the same people who brought you that story about WMD in Iraq) are coming up with creative new ways to blame the Chinese government for America’s unenviable predicament.

America truly is the exceptional nation.


So how is that great American ‘exceptionalism’ going for everyone? With income inequality at an ALL time high, who in their right mind thought that a virus crisis of this magnitude would not get out of hand?

You cannot keep a huge segment of the population so poor that they are either homeless or are one paycheck away from homelessness. Even those who are in the middle class are stating that they, for the first time, are having to make their way to food banks. They are having to hash out rent payment arrangements with landlords who will go for that as many want ALL of the rent, bar no excuses.

The US is busy exporting weapons to kill people, not to mention having a trillion dollar war chest, to go to war with whom?, because I don’t know since NO other country or nation or ant farm on this planet has threatened this corrupt shithole AT.ALL. But yet, there is not enough medical equipment to go around to treat people who have contracted a lethal contagion. Doctors and nurses are begging for masks, MASKS..in order to protect themselves from contracting this virus so that they can continue to treat the sick.

And that leads me to the next problem, the coronavirus sick are now incarcerated and this shithole incarcerates more people than ALL other countries, nations and ant farms, COMBINED and that is totally ludicrous seeing as how this shithole accounts for only 5% of the world’s population while incarcerating 25%. How does that even make any sense? And yet, thanks to coronavirus, some municipalities have been opening the doors of jails and releasing some inmates early who were scheduled to be released within 60 days anyway. They could have been doing that shit all along. The majority are only in there because they were too poor to make bail or were still awaiting trial since there is no ‘right to a speedy trial’ anymore. But now jails and prisons are breeding grounds for coronavirus and with both jail guards and prisoners contracting coronavirus, what in the world do you think is going to happen next? Whatever it is, it ain’t gonna be good, that’s for damn certain.

Also like the article intimated, with so-called spy agencies working around the clock, why didn’t those dumbasses clue us in on the fact that coronavirus was headed over here? Instead, they are starting the blame game when it is far too late for that shit now. We need solutions, NOW. We need face masks, PPE, ventilators, isolation rooms and the situation is becoming more dire by the nanosecond while those assholes in congress continue to engage in Quién es más macho. No one has time for that shit especially those who have not been able to pay their rent this month. There has, supposedly, been some relief for certain home owners, but not for renters. And many landlords are not going to look kindly on tenants who don’t pay their rent because many of them are complete assholes and are screaming, “Broke!”

What we have is a tsunami of shit that’s about to crash and make the Great Depression seem like a mere ripple in the pond. But know this, now is not the time for apathy or complacency. It is not the time for kicking back and simply waiting for this virus to pass especially seeing as how the current ‘stimulus’ package only helps corporations. And if there is to be a next stimulus package, guess who is going to get helped out again. It won’t be us, that’s for damn sure.

So yeah! We are number one alright. We are number one for all the wrong reasons. Still feeling that ‘exceptionalism’, they’ve been screeching about? I didn’t think so!

And As The Seconds Tick Away Towards The New Year…- A Repost

 

As I raise my flute in drunken glee,
I look upon what was once a live tree.
So concerned with this planet and global warming,
my resolution to do better can wait til morning.

For tonight, I celebrate with friends and acquaintances,
spreading well wishes and exchanging whispered confidences.
The wrongs of this world, for just one night
can wait a little longer for us to do what’s right.

A sick child with no health care will have to hold on
until I open my bleary eyes to greet the new dawn.
The Black man being dragged by the Ku Klux Klan
should have seen them coming, he should have ran.

Of course I care about the people who have addictions
just like I care about my neighbor who can’t afford her prescriptions.
I know about the homeless who have formed a tent city.
But for just this night, champagne will take away my pity.
And as the seconds tick away towards the New Year,
even champagne cannot stop me from shedding another tear.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2017 Shelby I. Courtland

I wrote this one because as we celebrate the ringing out of the old and in with the new, I cannot help but believe that more misery, cruelty, suffering, chaos, war and all things of horror, will follow us into this new year and beyond, for what will have changed?

As we head to our parties tonight, break out our party favors and drink our champagne toasts at midnight, wish each other a “Happy New Year,” are we really going to think that this year will be any happier than 2019 or 2018 or 2017? What is going to change to get us to actually mean it when we say, “Happy New Year?” It will be just another year of the same because we won’t change. We will continue in our old ways of ignoring those who are less fortunate. We will pretend as though there are not wars being fought just because. We will never for a minute think that we have aided and abetted in the destruction of this planet through our selfish acts as we scream, “Happy New Year To One And All!” If we really meant that, we’d know it because it would show, but when you look around, does it show? Does it look as though we give a damn about the children who go to bed, hungry? Does it look like we give a damn about the homeless? Does it look like we care about those who are in unimaginable pain because they have no health insurance? Does it look like we are going to start doing something to hold our elected representatives accountable for the way they continuously make the working poor pay for the idleness of the rich? Does it look like the ‘new year’ will bring about a change in the human psyche which seems hell bent on self-destruction? If any of you ponder these questions, I already know what the outcome will be. Exactly how you were in 2017, 2018, 2019 is how you will be in 2020 and on and on it will go until they plant you. Because we are always going to wait til tomorrow to ‘do’ better. Just like each and every year, we are bombarded with ads to lose weight and get in shape and some people actually make a resolution to do just that and then after a month, what happens? Back to square one. We’re pathetic!

And so, I will not say, “Happy New Year!” I will merely say, “Welcome to the rest of your lives!” War, misery, homelessness, joblessness, starvation, income inequality, racism, ignorance, selfishness, arrogance, greed, lust, apathy and complacency and your solutions to getting through all of this; heroin, crack, alcohol, weed, mass murder and suicide.

“Welcome, To The Rest Of Your Lives! Cheers!”

And As The Seconds Tick Away Towards The New Year…

As I raise my flute in drunken glee,
I look upon what was once a live tree.
So concerned with this planet and global warming,
my resolution to do better can wait til morning.

For tonight, I celebrate with friends and acquaintances,
spreading well wishes and exchanging whispered confidences.
The wrongs of this world, for just one night
can wait a little longer for us to do what’s right.

A sick child with no health care will have to hold on
until I open my bleary eyes to greet the new dawn.
The Black man being dragged by the Ku Klux Klan
should have seen them coming, he should have ran.

Of course I care about the people who have addictions
just like I care about my neighbor who can’t afford her prescriptions.
I know about the homeless who have formed a tent city.
But for just this night, champagne will take away my pity.
And as the seconds tick away towards the New Year,
even champagne cannot stop me from shedding another tear.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2017 Shelby I. Courtland

I wrote this one because as we celebrate the ringing out of the old and in with the new, I cannot help but believe that more misery, cruelty, suffering, chaos, war and all things of horror, will follow us into this new year and beyond, for what will have changed?

As we head to our parties tonight, break out our party favors and drink our champagne toasts at midnight, wish each other a “Happy New Year,” are we really going to think that this year will be any happier than 2017 or 2016 or 2015? What is going to change to get us to actually mean it when we say, “Happy New Year?” It will be just another year of the same because we won’t change. We will continue in our old ways of ignoring those who are less fortunate. We will pretend as though there are not wars being fought just because. We will never for a minute think that we have aided and abetted in the destruction of this planet through our selfish acts as we scream, “Happy New Year To One And All!” If we really meant that, we’d know it because it would show, but when you look around, does it show? Does it look as though we give a damn about the children who go to bed, hungry? Does it look like we give a damn about the homeless? Does it look like we care about those who are in unimaginable pain because they have no health insurance? Does it look like we are going to start doing something to hold our elected representatives accountable for the way they continuously make the working poor pay for the idleness of the rich? Does it look like the ‘new year’ will bring about a change in the human psyche which seems hell bent on self-destruction? If any of you ponder these questions, I already know what the outcome will be. Exactly how you were in 2015, 2016, 2017 is how you will be in 2018 and on and on it will go until they plant you. Because we are always going to wait til tomorrow to ‘do’ better. Just like each and every year, we are bombarded with ads to lose weight and get in shape and some people actually make a resolution to do just that and then after a month, what happens? Back to square one.

And so, I will not say, “Happy New Year!” I will merely say, “Welcome to the rest of your life!” War, misery, homelessness, joblessness, starvation, income inequality, racism, ignorance, selfishness, arrogance, greed, lust, apathy and complacency and your solutions to getting through all of this; heroin, crack, alcohol, weed, mass murder and suicide.

“Welcome, To The Rest Of Your Life! Cheers!”

We Celebrate Memorial Day!

We celebrate Memorial Day in honor of blood spilled.
And we stand silently by and watch those coffins, filled
with the bodies of dead soldiers who once knew joy
but then lined up as though they were a tin soldier toy.

We take this day to solemnly give thanks and praise
to those who willingly reduced on this earth, their numbered days.
What a wonder it is to be alive and to show our gratitude
while those who served this country lie in glorious solitude.

As we head to the store to buy flags made in Vietnam
to bestow upon the grave of the sacrificial lamb,
we honor the memory of every unknown soldier
by giving him a neighbor to lie beside him, shoulder to shoulder.

Why should we cease to inscribe names on yet another wall,
since it is so easy to produce another soldier to heed war’s call?
No, we must never truly show our gratitude for our war weary dead,
and to those whose body lives while their mind died instead.

So, eat your hotdogs and your apple pie and wave your flag
while another soldier is soon to be placed in a body bag.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2017 Shelby I. Courtland

And here we go again! Taking a day to honor our war dead while still at war and so what have we learned? Not a goddamn thing! Monday, Trump’s depraved ass will solemnly place a wreath at the tomb of ‘The Unknown’ soldier; ‘The Unknowns’. And just which soldier did he know? What soldier did Obama or Bush know, either Bush, for that matter? Trump, after having just recently dropped the Mother Of All Bombs on Afghanistan and declared that more soldiers are necessary to fight some bogeymen that the U.S. trained and/or caused to be unleashed on the Middle East by way of the CIA will ‘borrow’ some dignity from somewhere just long enough to get through the hypocritical ceremony of the placing of the wreath. And then, it’s off to golfing and ordering some Big Macs.

Oh, how we really mean it when we “Thank a service man/woman for their service to this country” while we continue to add to their numbers because hardly any of us know a soldier who got him/herself killed in the line of ‘duty’ because it has always been some poor schmuck who was too dumb to understand that he’s still poor after having signed his life away and for what? Not a goddamn thing! Food stamps, a gun, a backpack and a flag to drape over his coffin. Yeah! Now, go eat your hot dog! Celebrate!

War Never Takes A Holiday

Another government shutdown looms
and with it clouds of mushroom plumes.
Can you smell the toxic fumes
that reek of death, mankind it dooms?

Bombs away! Look lively there!
Behold the rocket’s bright red glare,
as soldiers stand, salute and stare,
no thought for a mother or child she’d bear.

Duty calls and they obey.
War never takes a holiday.
My child, your child; both will pay
for peace will always to war, give way.

And though we think we are immune
here at home, war will come soon.
You’ll pay the piper for this tune.
No Star Spangled Banner will you croon.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2017 Shelby I. Courtland

Here in the land of the stupid and the brain dead, and it should go without saying that I am speaking of America, we go about our business as usual. Government shutdowns are threatened as congress plays the same tired old game of supposedly shutting down a government that doesn’t work anyway. So what’s to shut down? I don’t know because nothing that is ever good comes out of the halls of congress or the White House. And inside both chambers sits the useless, the deranged and the greedy bastards who are owned; lock stock and barrel by the very corporations that also run our lives. We have certainly given up on any pretense that we have a say over any aspect of our lives. What we eat is owned by nine corporations. What entertainment we still thirst for is owned by a handful of corporations who feed us what we see and hear.

I read just the other day that Trump’s poll numbers soared after he gave the order to launch 59 missiles at Syria and when he also ordered the MOAB(Mother Of All Bombs)to be dropped on Afghanistan. And now, we anxiously await his orders to drop bombs on North Korea. Well, just sit back and think that this will have no impact on US and you’re in for a rude awakening. Regardless of whether or not you think that Kim Jong Un is crazy has no relevance on what is going down. Donald Trump is just as crazy and yet, this nutcase has his finger on the ‘red boom-boom’ button. The war chickens are coming home to roost up your ass, AmeriKKKans and I sure hope you like it hot; hot and funky ’cause you’re going to smell the fallout from your living rooms and from your spa hideaways and your luxurious hotel suites. The claim is that when you fly for 7 hours, you are subjected to what amounts to an x-ray. Well, that’ll be the least of your worries, but then you’ve never considered how much radiation you’re subjecting your body to when before you are even allowed to board a plane, you must first be radiated and those of you who are frequent flyers, well…let’s just say that you are already a cancer ticking time bomb. But no worries for you because just as soon as your son and your husband, cousin, father, brother and nephew start sending nuclear missiles to North Korea, you can thank them for what they’re about to set off up your ass because you’ve been lucky thus far but your luck is about to run out. And about time, I’d say.

So, you thank Donald Trump, you damn warmongers for killing your ass via your own sons and husbands, but the last thing you will be applauding is Trump’s rising poll numbers as you watch AmeriKKKa get what she has so long been begging for, war at our front door! I’m placing big bets on this and my money is backing Kim Jong Un! Bring it!

War, The Birth Of Death!

I was born old with the sounds of war
roaring through my head
and of scenes depicting
the fact that I am dead.

I am as old as war,
never to know peace
only sorrow, pain
and a cease fire that will not cease.

Brought forth in death
by man’s insatiable desire
to kill for profit and for pain
and war is my sire.

Though I may not have lines
or wrinkles on my forehead
nevertheless, I am old,
too old to live and so I die, instead.

War, the birth of death;
 for youth is drained and tired
but must fight to die;
as war’s bitter taste is acquired.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2017 Shelby I. Courtland

And so it goes, our children are born but why? They are born, dead for their bodies are mere pawns in wars, moved here and there on the chessboard of war, driven to war by war hawks and warmongers whose children grow rich and fat off the sacrifices of our children who are bred for their wars. We willingly give our children to be adopted by the warmongers and then we host parades praising them for taking our children and making them dead and/or old beyond their years. The voices in their heads, never leaving them even if they leave the battlefield and if they come back to us, it is in name only, for they are already dead since war is the birth of death.

An Ice Cream Truck

Just before the sun went down,
I heard the jingle from an ice cream truck.
Here, it is business as usual,
but in Afghanistan, a bomb just struck.

Tomorrow, the ice cream truck
will make its way down my tree-lined street.
But over in bomb-struck Syria,
little children have no bread to eat.

The next day, the ice cream truck
will once again offer cold, creamy treats
while we wait to hear from Donald Trump
about North Korea via his stupid tweets.

Another day, another ice cream truck;
an absurdity in a world at war.
 It would seem to be quite laughable,
but I just cry til I can’t no more.

I’d send you an ice cream truck,
if I thought it would do you any good,
but when you’re fleeing a war torn land
there’s only debris where homes once stood.

One day, that ice cream truck
will drive down my street no more.
We’ll have killed those across the sea
and on our own, we will then wage war.

That day will surely come,
since war is all we know.
And though we killed you first,
where you went, we too shall go.

So to those who lust for war,
and who gloat over all we’ve killed,
the treats in an ice cream truck
are not as cold as your heart so chilled.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2017 Shelby I. Courtland

At around 8:00pm, the ice cream truck jingles its way down my street and I look out down the street and the children are gathering in front of it with their money in hand which they exchange for cold, creamy treats. I cannot help but think of the children in Syria, Afghanistan, Iraq, Libya and Yemen who have been killed by bombs dropped on them by our government via the U.S. military. I cannot wrap my head around the fact that soldiers, who have children, can send missiles to foreign lands knowing that there is no way to hit only fixed targets since we all know that ‘collateral damage’ is inevitable in military operations and that they are killing children while expecting only ‘ice cream truck’ experiences for their own. Their children are never to be ‘collateral damage’, otherwise known as the unintended casualties of war. I am sure that the ‘unintended casualties’ of war are most glad to know that they were mortally wounded, accidental like by America’s soldiers who want only ice cream truck encounters for their children. I am sure that those who were blown to bits died knowing that they were just in the way; in the wrong place at the wrong time. There will be no ice cream truck rolling down the street offering them cold, creamy treats; just body bags for those who are more than just bits and pieces.

But here in America, the ice cream trucks are still rolling down our streets, inviting our children to come and pick their favorite cold treat and go happily back to their yards to play while those in Syria, Afghanistan, Iraq, Libya and Yemen are praying that the bombing will stop, wishing that they still had homes to go to, trying to remember what it felt like to play and certainly are not hearing the jingle of an ice cream truck as it makes its way down a tree-lined street on a quiet evening inviting them to partake of its cold delights.

I am going to keep this one civil even though I am seething and ready to spontaneously combust over the fact that all is quiet here and there is only the echo of the jingle from an ice cream truck and I cannot know or appreciate the hell that those in foreign lands are being put through thanks to those who are hell bent on making it a fact that this world will never know peace. Oh, the absurdity of an ice cream truck!

Bomb This Hellhole To Bits!

Not one American was gassed
And so America bombed Syria because..
 Well, these things just should not be done.
After all, there are international laws.

What applies to America is unique.
There are none so exceptional as we
who were not gassed by no terrorists we trained,
but we still bombed a foreign country.

Some things just make no sense at all.
America refused Syria’s refugees
who were escaping a war torn land
brought on by our own tragedies.

Now let’s turn this all around.
Did America not gas the Iraqis?
And it was okay when we gassed the Vietnamese
and then say, “We are better than the Nazis.”

Tell that to the dead Vietnamese.
 Or have you forgotten all about Napalm?
Our selective amnesia is telling
when we can forget about a Napalm bomb.

White phosphorous, the Iraqis will never forget.
How can they when we are still there?
We bombed them over a big ass lie
since those WMDs are where?

Hiroshima and Nagasaki were cities
bombed by the US of A.
How many people did we kill?
And we still think that was okay!

We are all American dogs
who drool and piss and shit
on a planet of people at will
and we all deserve a direct hit!

So China, Iran and North Korea,
Russia and even Bangladesh
bomb this hellhole to bits!
Maybe this world can then start, afresh!

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2017 Shelby I. Courtland

Unfortunately, I shall not get my wish that Russia, Iran, North Korea and China will blow this hellhole to kingdom come, but I can still keep hope alive.

So, Donald Trump has initiated what amounts to déjà vu because didn’t we go over this already about Assad using sarin gas during Obama’s reign? And what happened? It was found that the Assad government did not gas their own people, the rebels that America’s CIA trained did that, but even so, Russia stepped in and helped to broker a deal that relieved the Assad government of any chemical weapons it may have had and yet, here we are again. Donald Trump is just so disturbed at the thought of little children getting gassed that he just could not contain himself and so sent 59 missiles to do what? Kill more innocent little children? Because that is what happened, isn’t it? Civilians were killed by those U.S. missiles and so where is the outrage from Trump about that?

That no good bastard is not even outraged that the U. S. Department of Justice issued a scathing report on Baltimore’s police force due to the fact of rampant and systemic excessive use of force and police brutality against a majority Black city. In fact, Attorney General, Jeff Sessions stated that, “the consent decree would keep the KKKops from doing their job of continuing to brutalize, racial profile and fuck up Black folks on a regular basis just ’cause they should!”

And here we have all these pasty-faced motherfuckers just declaring how horrid it is for Assad to gas his own people when these same pasty-faced assholes would rather see me dead just because my skin tone is dark. Don’t that fucking beat all? Talk about this shithole drowning in hypocrisy, America is the very definition of hypocrisy from one end of this cesspool of corruption to the other. And here we sit, biting our nails and hoping there’s to be no draft. My post titled, “The Draft Is Being Reinstituted On January 1st, 2016! is the number one post because you scared ass pieces of whiny assed exceptionally brain dead cretins are shaking in your cowboy boots and wife beaters over the possibility of you having to get up off your fat ass and get it handed to you by the Russians and the Chinese. You don’t have to worry about being drafted because you’re fucking useless, what with a needle stuck in your damn arm loaded with heroin and who knows what the hell else. Your fat ass can’t even fit in the cockpit of a fighter jet because you’re too damn lazy to even get up off the couch and turn the channel on the TV. The only thing you’re good for is nothing! Ain’t no use for you whatsoever. So quite actually, if a bomb was to land squarely in your fucking living room, it’d be doing you a favor by sending you to meet your fairytale maker sitting up in the sky waiting to receive your worthless ass, or so says your slimy piece of shit reverend; the snake oil selling bastard! Yeah, a bomb would quite actually be good for you because it’d put you out of your sorry ass misery. I wish they would send a bomb up the ass of every single piece of American filth and think I don’t mean that, you sorry ass filthy fuckers!

Put Down Those Weapons Of War!

weapons of war

You may be able to kill the messenger,
but his message will live on.
When the masses finally awaken,
there will be a brand new dawn.

For some, hope has all but fled.
They see no way to win.
Victory looks too far away
and fear is in the hearts of men.

Throw off your yoke of oppression.
Those who keep you towing the line
are the ones who send you off to war
while they sit back and wine and dine.

Take a minute and ask yourself,
“What the hell am I fighting for?”
Now, look into your baby’s eyes
and put down those weapons of war!

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

If you cannot kill your daughter or your son, then how can you kill someone elses? The same love and pride that you feel when you look at your own children, another mother and father across the seas is looking at their children in the exact same way. They just speak a different language when they tell their children how much they love them. Killing someone elses child should be just like killing your own. You couldn’t do it! Again, let the warhawks and the warmongers fight their own battles. You have no dog in that fight!

In Memory Of Muhammad Ali Who Refused To Shed Someone’s Blood He Did Not Know!

Famous Muhammad Ali quotes

Blood Will Always Flow!

I look down at the weapon that I hold in my own hand,
standing over a lifeless body in a strange and foreign land.

I just took a life and I don’t even care!
But on my daughter’s head, I would not harm a hair.

What difference should it make and how could I ever kill?
And yet I look down at you and in death, you lie so still.

I stand here blaming you for the cause of your own death
and never think that who I kill for are those who hold the wealth.

They say that I am a soldier and that what I do is right.
I just go to the wars they start and then I begin to fight.

What use is there in wondering if it’s me who’s in the wrong.
I know that what I do ain’t right and I’ve known it all along.

But you see, it’s just a job to me, it’s not personal at all.
Remember, I’m just a soldier and your death was not my call.

If I take the fight to you, then you won’t bring it here.
They control us with their lies and say it’s you that we should fear.

You are dead and I’m alive but for how long I do not know.
The war machine continues on and someone’s blood will always flow.

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

Muhammad Ali refused to allow himself to become a tool to be used for rich ‘white’ men to kill for the sake of killing; to be used as a tool for the empire to continuously steal, rape, pillage, plunder and decimate, running roughshod over sovereign nations when he and his people were subjected to the same right here in AmeriKKKa.

He could not even eat in a restaurant. He could only listen to “We don’t serve Negroes in here!” And yet, AmeriKKKa wanted him to fight and DIE for THAT? Seriously? If only those who had allowed themselves to be dragged off to fight no enemy of theirs, if only they too, had stood up to this vicious, evil and corrupt stolen nation, maybe, just maybe…we wouldn’t still be toppling rulers of sovereign nations to this very day.

Barack Obama should have burst into flames upon speaking Muhammad Ali’s name especially since his Administration has launched more wars and drone struck more innocent people AND hospitals since George Bush’s illegal war in Iraq.

Barack Obama had this to say, “His fight outside the ring would cost him his title and his public standing.  It would earn him enemies on the left and the right, make him reviled, and nearly send him to jail.  But Ali stood his ground.  And his victory helped us get used to the America we recognize today.”

Is this clown for real? “And his(Muhammad Ali)victory helped us get used to the America we recognize today.”

The America of today is the reason Libya is on fire. The America of today is the reason Yemen is on fire. The America of today is the reason Iraq is STILL on fire! The America of today is the reason Afghanistan is on fire. The America of today is the reason Syria is on fire and the cold war has re-ignited and American troops are stationed all over the world. American CIA agents trained ‘terrorists’ and let them loose on the Middle East, bringing chaos, pandemonium, bedlam and death to that region. America is responsible for the neo-Nazi mess in Ukraine and Obama wants to ‘drone’ on and on about “And his victory helped us get used to the America we recognize today?” Muhammad Ali was against everything that Barack Insane Obama stands for. That lying piece of hypocritical filth has no right to even whisper Muhammad Ali’s name because Obama would have been attempting to have Ali locked up for refusing to be drafted. Don’t think so? Then why is Chelsea Manning rotting in prison for exposing war crimes? Why is Edward Snowden in exile in Russia for exposing the spying done on a massive scale against innocent American citizens? Because Muhammad Ali’s victory helped us get used to the America we recognize today? Hell if that is so! Because if what Muhammad Ali was about had caught on, we would be looking at an entirely different scenario of what IS the America of today.

Obama couldn’t even care less about Veterans because I just read that “VA Chief likens veteran care wait times to Disney park lines..” This is a disgrace! And yet again, Obama ‘drones’ on and on about how he ‘thanks’ the military for their service even while knowing that many are dying before they can even be seen at a VA hospital or clinic and that the number of suicides of enlisted service men and of veterans is skyrocketing.

This liar-in-chief has the unmitigated gall to weigh in on Muhammad Ali’s contribution to the anti-war effort? Unbelievable!

And apparently, Obama has yet to read this report.

Suicide surpassed war as the military’s leading cause of death

War was the leading cause of death in the military nearly every year between 2004 and 2011 until suicides became the top means of dying for troops in 2012 and 2013, according to a bar chart published this week in a monthly Pentagon medical statistical analysis journal.

For those last two years, suicide outranked war, cancer, heart disease, homicide, transportation accidents and other causes as the leading killer, accounting for about three in 10 military deaths each of those two years.

Muhammad Ali, thank you for being all too human and for looking into your own children’s eyes, knowing that if you could not harm a hair on their head, how could you turn around and harm a hair on the son or daughter of another’s child. Thank you for showing us just what true ‘humanity’ is all about because believe me, too many of us have no clue! Thank you and peace be yours, finally!