December 23, 2008
Don’t need your love need your respect. Maybe a litle understanding. Don’t need your ego and don’t need your Jerry Falwell soft speak.
December 22, 2008
All of us Jesus Christians loves us some lily white Jesus man. I guess the word Christ is where we get the word Christians. I wonder how many of us would run for the hills if we found out that Jesus was black. I mean of the pictures I’ve seen of him he is really really white. Not as white as John McCain but white. I guess we all know that if Christ was from the Middle East he was not all that white. Maybe the color of Saddam Hussein or maybe the leader of Iran, don’t even ask me to spell his name. I really don’t know why we decided to stick with the Jesus/God religion when we came to America. I think the Indian religion might have satisfied a little better. I guess we smart white folks needed something written down on paper. Having the mistaken notion that everything written in the Bible was so very true. But I have lived on this earth for more years than I like to mention. I have learned at least one thing. Usually nothing is what it seems. People are seldom who they say they are. The truth is story tellers are not always a truthful yarn spinner. I have been exposed to the Bible like someone being forced fed maggot pie from my birth until I was well into my twenties. I don’t know if I was naturally rebellious or it was something that was part of my American nature. Like a kid at a Marionette Show I was the only one who saw the strings. I could tell there was nothing coming out of the mouths of the dancing pieces of wood. I know we need religion. It’s like oxygen, water, and all the other minerals that our bodies are made. The true origin of us all is the earth but we have your eyes searching the skies for a heavenly savor. The earth truly should be our focus but it’s somehow just like an old pair of pants or dress, “This Old Thing”. If He is here on earth, He is here where he has made for us. We will always be of this earthy world. I know we prefer streets of gold, all those things are only physical rewards. After death, there is no physical. One thing I know is we are all sinners. It appears we are surrounded by an ever expanding sphere of evil that we must fight daily like some dragon or monster like that one in ‘Alien’. I know I don’t hear the word ‘love’ or ‘kindness’ from our religious leaders anymore. It’s about sins and hell. Always a good seller where I can from. I have been at deaths door. I thought it would change me, but no I’m still the guy who cusses like a sailor and sins now and again to stay in practice. I think maybe we are more religious than we used to be but I think we need religion not so much to save us as to trap us in a mindset that we are safe and if we are not safe God will keep us from harm. And really that’s all Christ is a warm and fuzzy place. All we humans need is a full stomach and a safe place. If Jesus was black, I don’t know maybe we could all become a little Jewish.
December 20, 2008
I guess Rick Warren is a nice guy. A wonderful guy. We have all known wonderful guys. Our lives are filled with wonderful men who were oh so wonderful. Lets do the Hilter ‘thingy’ want to? Now if I was a regular ole German in Germany in the 1930’s and 1940’s Hilter would have been a wonderful guy. He would talk about how wonderful it was to have Aryan blood flowing through our veins and how wonderful it is to be of the superior white race. If you were Jewish, maybe Hitler was not so wonderful. A white man who lived in the South with a special set of sheets that he hide under his bed. A loving man who went to church as was loved by all the members. He was a wonderful person. One night a body of a black was found hanging from a tree. He probably felt closer to God than ever. A wonderful man. A preacher in California took all his congregation to jungles of South America. His name Jimmy Jones. He was a wonderful man. The stench of death somehow may overshadowed his wonderfulness. I guess the reason I am discussing this is every white man and some black men are telling us Rick Warren is a really wonderful guy. Yeah, right. A little dejavu of the George Bush kind. Will Barrack Obama be the new decider guy. Will he not listen to the outrage like George Bush. It’s maybe a little message to Gays to get f@#ked. Maybe he is telling us all that he doesn’t have to listen to us now that he is President. The frist crack in the mirror. He might just need Gays and women before it’s all over. All those greedy fat white men in suits don’t like no black guy standing in the way of their glutous feeding on the American economy. I don’t think he needs to be throwing any group under the bus. Even if they don’t have the power to do anything about it. All snow balls start small. Barrack better dance with the ones that brought him even if the one of them is a fag.
PS sorry Published before I edited post.
December 15, 2008
I love me some George Bush, yes sir re! I would laugh but there is so much sorrow in that country. I refused to make a joke of it. There is too many things that George has done to all of us to find anything about him funny. Maybe creepy or maybe evil or maybe just right down stupid but funny I don’t think so. It would be like finding something amusing about Charles Manson or Hitler. I am just amazed that he still has some kind of aurora about him that he is somehow great and wonderful. I am just glad to know that we will for all times have the image of him dodging the shoes of a man who despised him as much as I do. He was over there trying to convince
us that he is not a coward and we all know better. He and Mr Cheney are scum of the earth far as I am concerned. I don’t think it’s just the Middle East that despised Georgie it is the whole world. All those Americans and Iraqis who don’t have feet to put their shoes on. That is the true tragedy. I hope this is a new tread for Presidents and politicians who need to know where they stand with the American people. I hope everyone brings a pair of shoes for George on the day of the inauguration as a farewell gift.
December 14, 2008
I’m in the processing of “shunning” Wal-Mart. I’m not boycotting because boycotting means I will someday return to Wal-Mart with arms open wide. Shunning is a religious experience. The closest I get to religion as I ever will again. Shunning means the person or persons have sinned against the group as a whole and needs to be removed from the herd. Now shunning does not mean I don’t go into Wal-Mart when I have to. You know to buy something I can’t get elsewhere. I live in a city around 50,000 people so until recently variety was not the spice of life. But the last five years things have opened up. I think Shunning is something the Mormons have perfected and I know they shun people who aren’t like them. I don’t think that includes Wal-Mart. Another thing, we just got a new Cost-co but I still call it Shopko. That really helps. I used to work for Wal-Mart and eventhough I quit three years ago,I occasionly shop there. Maybe ten times in three years. I knew lots of people who got fired for piss ant reasons. I would see them in the store shopping. I thought to myself “no way Jose”. They treat me like crap and fire me. I am not spending a dime there. “Girl Friend”. I was just thinking the other day if everyone who ever worked for Wal-Mart and was treated like crap stopped shopping there they would have to close the doors. I don’t know how much money Wal-Mart made last year but most of it was off the backs of the ‘associates’. Screwing over assoicates so they would quit so they could hire someone to replace them part time with not benefits and oh yeah, less pay. Yes, Wal-Mart was once the shinning star of America. Now it’s just another money hungry company that doesn’t give a damn about anything but the bottom line. I think we are slowly learning how cheap is cheap if you don’t have any money in your pocket. How cheap is that $39 DVD player if you don’t have any money to eat. How cheap is cheap when you don’t have a job and no one cares. You can do what you want. People often do. I’ve got out of the shopping for shopping sake business. I think the whole collapse of the Financial market was cause we spent all we had cause things were cheap. Not so cheap now, huh? I love spending money as much as anyone but I have been paying attention to what I spend. I find that eventhough the prices at Wal-Mart are good. I spend way to much money on things I don’t need or really even want. I probably would spend a lot less on my total grocery bill if I went to a regular grocery store. As far as the rest of the crap made in China you can get it anywhere for about the same price. I quit buying stuff for my next garage sale. I can spot that stuff a mile off. I don’t want Wal-Mart to go away but maybe just be the Wal-Mart that it once was. Yeah, that’s going to happen.
December 13, 2008
I guess we are all a little lost in a world of change. The Republicans have destroyed everything they have touched. They have decided to let the Automobile Industry do down the tubes. There shouldn’t be anything left of the old America by the time they leave office. I guess the only thing we are going to have left is maybe our memories. As a poor kid who grew up in West Texas, like most, I had a dream of having a hot Chevy or a souped up Mercury or maybe just something with a steering wheel. There was a used car dealership on main street right across from the train depot. The old man who ran it never locked the cars. On Sunday I would go set in the cars. The ones in the back so I wouldn’t be seen. The lot was only a few blocks from the Gholston Hotel where my family lived. I would set in front behind the steering wheel and dream dreams of things to come. Of a life different than the one I had. All the shiny buttons and controls. Some were like controls on a rocket ship. I would spend most of the day, setting in a Buick sedan. That’s mostly what was in the lot, four door sedans. In the winter, the heat of the black paint would warm the car to a toasty temperature. Warming a persons body and soul. I could be like Carey Grant or one of the great Movie Stars that rode around in nice shiny cars. After a while, I would put my dreams aside and head back home. See what my brothers and sisters were doing. See if there was anything to eat for supper. I would look back a the big blacks monsters of the road. Knowing that one day I would own my own American car come hell or high water.
December 9, 2008
Mrs. Rice is the latest to utter the “Big Lie” . The last “Big Lie” of the Bush Administration. There have been so many. The old saying, “In like a lion out like a lamb.” Something like that. Except that the George’s Presidency has been a sick ride for all of us. A road less traveled by the sane or the sober. Eight years of sick lies and sick jokes by a man who can’t complete a sentence. We have all been children of a lesser God. I can’t wait until Psycho George picks up all his shit and gets the hell out of town. He and the little Lady to get on their frigging horses and headed out to the of land forgotten men. Meantime, all of the Bushstoners want us to believe in a past that never was. They were victim as were we to a lie about the WMDs. I feel good knowing nothing has changed with George or the people he chose to surround himself with. His Presidency started with lies and have continued unabated for eight years. Sometimes when the truth was easier he and they chose always to lie. I feel good knowing that I was right about George Bush all along. That those who looked at me and when I said, “This is not good”. “He is evil and you will see before he leaves office”. They just laughed. Now they aren’t laughing. I’m truly glad that America finally gets to see what conservatism is all about. I think learning by doing is the only way to learn. So I figure we got maybe eight years before we all forget what a miserable life the Republicans have given us all. Words of Rush Limbaugh seem unable to describe how wonderful they all were. We have seen people at their worse. People with no principles. People with no character. Religious people with no goodness. Not that religion has anything to do with goodness. George had wrapped himself in the flag and held a Bible in his hand. Maybe next time won’t be so stupid or will we.