Friday, June 7, 2013

Oh, You Don't Think So!

Blah, Blah, Blah and on and on; I don't know about you readers but there are some debates I have grown weary hearing. Enough already with the 'same-sex' marriage conversation. It is an example of hypocritical American gobbledygook. I heard a gent recently comment that he thought two guys raising a kid would 'screw-up' the kid; how's that heterosexual parenting thing working these days?

We are a country of 'bumpkins' wanting for ourselves and blaming the government if we don't get that which we want but others get it. We complain about taxes but wish for our potholes on our street to be fixed. Some folks go nuts over a woman's right to have an abortion but clamor to be first in line to view a capital punishment. Many people point fingers and blame unemployment problems and excessive welfare expenditures on "lazy dark skinned folks" while ignoring the fact the white-ass farmers benefit from one of the largest government welfare giveaways!!

We lower academic standards thus allowing more bumper-sticker purchases claiming the some one's kid is an 'honor' student. This past month while attending three graduations, I  noted that their is a growing number of high school senior classes over the years producing multiple valedictorians; a joke! It never ceases to amaze me how high schools have so many students with 5.2 GPA's in a school with a 4.0 GPA scale. We seem to be solving some of our parental concerns with education: We lower academic standards so our kids stand a better chance of being on honor roll and we fire coaches more readily who yell at kids or play the 'wrong' kids.

I do find some humor in this journey; Anglo-Saxons came to this country seeking religious freedoms. They set aside their Christ teachings for a bit while they cheated the Native Indians and eventually ran those good for nothing 'Redskins" off OUR land, which we could one day sing about sea-to-shinning sea and ask God to bless it. Of course, we needed to go to another country and capture and enslave Black-folks so we could have our hard labor done by lesser humans while the God's chosen white guys could sip mint juleps on the front porch veranda. Had that damn Republican President Lincoln not freed those 'darkies,' we wouldn't need to pretend that we don't want Mexicans cutting our grass in our gated communities.

Last night, I was putting away lawn chairs and cushions when my neighbor yelled across the fence, "Hey Mel, I hope you know that President Obama is going to cause you to become poor." I hollered back, "AGAIN?! Hell. being poor is like riding a bike; once you get he hang of it , it's NO BIG DEAL!"

Y'all have a nice weekend and if you find yourself nearby Decatur, stop for a spell and we'll have a 'cold-one' as we chat on the backyard swing.

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