Donald Trump is Wally George

Back in the day, my boy Pitts used to come to my house after school to watch KDOC 56.
My dad would leave for work at about 4:30 and he wouldn't get back until sometime the next morning.
My house was a crash pad for those who didn't want parental supervision.

We'd always watch MV3 (a locally produced UHF version of MTV) and later we'd catch episodes of Wally George.
Wally had this whole staged Conservative shtick which would bring his audience to a boil.
He would say the most ridiculous things,
 but the more ridiculous the more his crowd agreed with him.

Wally looked and sounded a lot like Trump.

Even down to their daughters.
(Rebecca DeMornay & Ivanca Trump)
If Wally were alive today, could he Out-Trump Trump?

But Whose Culture is Whose?

Every culture borrows from those with which they have come into contact.
Even Precolonial Africa was influenced by Asian and Arab cultures.
I have yet to see An African-American culture where the wearing of Dashikis, speaking Yoruba and worshiping the Orisha are the norm.

Could it be said that African-Americans can be blamed for appropriating European culture?

Sweden's Electric Highway Prototype

Should we expect America to follow Sweden's lead in developing an electric highway from Siemens?

Nothing New Under the Sun

Back in the day,
It was the gangsters and the Tommy Gun.
A weapon so bad that everybody wanted one.

  

Malcolm X was know for holding his M1 Carbine.

When I was young it was either an Uzi or a TEC-9.

 Then came the AK-47 and now it's the AR-15 or a Sig Sauer MCX.

Most of Us Learned Most of What We Needed to Know in Elementary School

Everyone else is just delusional.
(Fill in the person/persons, institutions, entities, or beliefs where ever you see fit.)

The Tip Off

Apparently the Orlando shooter attempted to buy body armour but was denied purchase by the gun store owner.
Some reports even state that the FBI was made aware of the gun store owner's concern.

As I suggested after San Bernardino - maybe the government needs to pay less attention to which guns are purchased.
The real tip-off should be which types of body armour people are looking for.

Five or Six

Ideally, I only talk to about five or six people - it's always been that way.
On days the club's aren't open I take my SIM card out of my phone and put it into a burner-phone with only a few numbers saved.
I turn my ringer off and only check to see whether someone has called or texted every few hours.
If someone's number is not saved to this phone I'm probably too busy to deal with them at that time and if it's important enough they can call someone who can call me or they can wait.

I know thousands of people.
I'm friendly with hundreds of people.
I'm friends with several people but I'm only close to a few.
My inner-circle has an inner-circle and most people know where they stand.

My business facebook account has over a thousand people waiting to be accepted as 'friends'.
My personal facebook account has just over fifty people who have been accepted as friends.

Back in the day one of my best friends used so say, 'Man, I don't even know why we like your bitch ass.'.
People think I'm nice.
I'm not nice.
I do nice things, I'm polite and I think people confuse that with actually being a nice person. (Most of the time I only do the right thing because it's the right thing to do.)
But in a club full of people most of the time I feel as though I'm in a room by myself.

I think that's why my clubs work.
For some reason people like being around me.
I'm sure not everyone but enough people where other clubs offer to pay me to come to their clubs.

In politics I had to explain to a judge that I'm not really popular.
He said that he couldn't get away with some of the things I get away with.
'Well, you're not me. To be honest, I'm not 'me'.', I replied.
'You talk to me because you saw me out with so-and-so. People watched you get up from your table to come speak to me so they will want to talk to me. People see people coming up to talk to me so they then assume that my level of importance or influence is more than it actually is. I'm only friends with a handful of people in this room.' I concluded.

The guy handed me his card and invited me to lunch to discuss a paid position on some board or committee.

The Lady Doth Protest Too Much, Methinks

' So what. The guy only killed a bunch of fags.', a customer at my club commented when the news of the Orlando shootings flashed across the screen at the bar.
Upon noticing a Hispanic man sitting at the end of the bar, 'Yeah, and why is Juan Valdes in here anyway?', his female companion stated in her drunken state.
Sure they were drunk and got caught up in throwing shade - but not at my bar.
'Thank you for not coming back. Your bill is taken care of. Goodnight.', I said as I motioned for security to remove the couple.
Their friends apologised to me and told them that I don't put up with anyone discriminating against another in my clubs.

I'm pretty popular in the gay community.
The thing is, I'm probably one of the biggest homophobes in my circle of friends.
On the day of the shooting our town had it's third annual Gay Pride Festival - I'm actually good friends with the organizers and the club has often donated towards their events.

I get hit on a lot.
That's how I met these guys.
'Thank you, but no.' I said to one as he asked whether I was 'family'. (My middle brother is gay so I knew what that meant.)
'I'm sorry. You're not mad?', one commented upon hearing my calm reply.
'Nah, man. These fat, weave wearing hoes with their make-up looking like RuPaul don't have a chance either. But I still have to be polite. Most of these hoes swear I'm gay anyway. They don't understand how a guy can turn down a line like, 'Hey, John. You want some of this pussy?', I said.
' The least attractive women seem to be the most forward. Stay, have a good time, no one is going to mess with you here.', I said as I walked away.

I ran into the guys later at some fundraising event.
I explained that I could see what say.. Rhihanna could see in say... Zoe Saldana but if I saw Monique loving it up with Sheryl Underwood I'd have to leave to throw-up. I explained that I don't see the appeal one man could see in another man but that since it has nothing to do with me that it was none of my business.
The guys do a lot of charity work so I always speak when I see them around.
Being in the South they are amazed that a Black club is the safest place for a gay white couple to have a drink.

I may be a homophobe but not to the point of killing anyone over it.
Back on the day SeeNew would clown DeeVee over his overly anti-gay posts.
As though DeeVee was a character in 'Hamlet'.
As though DeeVee was trying to over-compensate for his true feelings.
As though DeeVee was suffering from Gay Guilt.

I think this was the case with Omar Mateen.
You know the old saying, 'If you shake it more than twice...'.
Well I think the same thing applies in Mr Mateen's case.
Once or twice to scope a place out, sure.
More than that and he's looking for for more than than an exit plan - he's looking for someone to come in through the out door.

I think as they sort through the evidence that they will discover that Mr Matten didn't really hate gay people.
What he really hated was that he himself was gay.

The Theory of Everything

Is there order in chaos?

Paul Lynde

This graphic comes pretty close to explaining 'Privilege'  in our European dominated culture but the Center Square should be 'white' not 'human'.
While not necessary for the win it is tactically important.

Must Not Have Been a Black Woman

We're getting lots of rain here Texas lately.
So much, in fact, that it has hurt business at our flagship nightclub. (The sports bar is more casual so women feel comfortable wearing ball caps while watching Curry beat up on King James.)

But back to this song.
On one particularly busy night we had an inordinate amount of men at the club. Our usual ratio is usually three women to every man but on this rainy night we had two men for every woman.
The DJ decided to play the old Oran Juice Jones song 'The Rain'.
I commented to a group of women at the bar that he must not have been singing about a Black woman because they don't go out in the rain.
'Oh, hell no. This costs too much and we have graduations tomorrow. We gotta' save our hair', one lady commented.
(Appparently the group was tired of cooking and watching Netflix for the past two weeks so they ventured out on this stormy night.)
When I asked the guys where their girlfriends or wives were, to a person they each stated that they didn't want to ruin 'their' hair.

Okay, maybe when Oran recorded this song back in the mid-eighties weaves weren't as prevalent.
But these days; you will rarely see a hair-hat sista' Walking in the Rain.

Power

As people get their educations from social media memes - some imagine that what they are doing is something new.

In my current town the concept of being 'woke' seems to be the new trend for many within the Black community.
Sure, most people's actions are being motivated by unvetted facebook memes but at least they are trying to pay attention to important matters.

At a recent social justice event hosted by 'militants', I asked what it was that they were trying to accomplish. I told them that much of their rhetoric was falling on deaf ears because in the larger scheme of things their Black Lives really didn't Matter.
One brotha' told me that they had the power to change things.
 'No sir. Those bow ties don't give you power. Bow ties and bean pies were preached here fifty years ago - and NOW people are ready to hear a message? Power doesn't have to protest - power doesn't ask, it just does. YOU don't have power.', I replied to the nascent militant.

Sure these wanna-be Malcolms and Martins may be on the right track,
but few of them have any real understanding of power.

We're Pretty Much Screwed

Things are getting bad when our food isn't even real food anymore.

And things are even worse when even our 'fresh' fruits and vegetables may be a bad choice when trying to maintain a healthy diet.

I have a bag of apples in the fruit bin of my refrigerator that have been there almost a year.
It's a secondary refrigerator and I rarely use the fruit bins in it.
In fact, I had forgotten the last time I'd bought apples.

The fruit is still firm and looks alright but is it?
Apparently SmartFresh technology (the spraying of 1-methylcyclopropene gas into Apple crates) allows apples to last up to a year.
But SHOULD apples last up to a year?
The most perfect food ever recorded (Mana from Heaven) only lasted a day before spoiling.
If food cannot spoil; is it any good?