The discriminating joys of .... (free verse)

White discriminates against blacks.

Black discriminates against whites.

Black and Whites discriminate against brown.

Brown discriminates against black and whites.

Black, white, and brown discriminates against yellow.

Yellow discriminates against black, white, and brown.

Black/white/brown/ and yellow discriminates against yellow/brown/black/and whites. 

I believe that when you mix the colors together it is a gray matter of unknown substance, confused.

Are there any discriminating joys of equality?

No, there is no equality because the United States was not formed equally unless you were white male of substance.

Later the substance was dropped just to be a white male was enough blinded and not able to accept the truths of offerings.

Who built this country?

Men, women, children, white, black, brown, and yellow. 

Moral of the story:

Damn white man shouldn’t have given the bottle of whisky to the Indian and a flaming case of venereal disease to some black, yellow, white, or brown female.

From there on it has been nothing but gray lives that matters.

What denotes the true morality?

The answer is what morality is true only to you.

The cultures matter not any more.

Why?

We are all hungry for the same generic food.

We thirst for the same water.

We all have two legs and yearn for pants that fit.

We all fail in the share.

The only difference is the shoe size.

To each his own or we can walk in discomfort because we try to wear too many of another.

How do we know what is true and what came first in culture or color?

We don’t because bones have become dust and they carry not color except gray when dried and left unattended--they have scattered to the wind-- without soul, shape or form. 

Dirt is black rich in soil and fertile for growth.

Bone is white when dried and pulverized rich in calcium deposits.

Sand is brown with minerals by the sea.

The crescent of yellow gives light for growth.

Gray is null and void—without shape and without form.

We have attempted to melt together equality that which cannot be. 

For singularly and separate the equality is greater and has merits to attribute.

If you take the richness, the calcium, the minerals, and the growth equality – we flourish.

What does it mean?

We must tend to our gardens to flourish and grow with much care for all the ingredients involved.

God has blessed us. Let us take not advantage of that blessing. 

Passion, Heart, and Soul—why kneel during the National Anthem of the United States

There is starting to be a controversy on everyone’s mind these days about whether to or not to boycott the professional football players due to the fact a football player kneeling during the National Anthem of the United States. Is it disrespectful to the military, our country, illegal, or what to kneel?

The corporate news media and social media seem to have made it a rather big issue because of what President Trump stated in a speech at a political rally/fund raiser in Alabama. He said and I quote exactly from the video of his speech: “Wouldn’t you love to see one of these NFL owners say to somebody disrespects our flag to say ‘get that son of a bitch off the field right now! Out, he’s fired!’ “ [1] He (President Trump) was expressing his opinion of what Colin Kaepernick (a free agent/player of the NFL) did last season and this season about sitting out and kneeling during the United States National Anthem during pre-game ceremonies.

I have questions: (1) Why did our president refer to Mr. Kaepernick’s mother as a bitch dog in heat and or a woman who is extremely hateful? (These are the definitions of son-of-a-bitch.) (2) Does President Trump know her personally? (3) Why was Kaepernick sitting or kneeling during the National Anthem at the presentation of the United States’ Flag (Old Glory)? (4) Are there others who have done this and for what reason? (5) Is it disrespectful for what they did?

President Trump (to my knowledge) has never met Mrs. Teresa Kaepernick, Colin’s mother. Nor has he met Colin’s father. But in a statement issued by his parents, it is explanatory as to how they feel about this situation: “As his parents, it pains us to read articles and tweets saying that his family does not support him; this could be further from the truth. We want people to know that we are very proud of our son and admire his strength and courage in kneeling for the rights of others.” [2]

How should I sum this up? The President of the United States used a very poor choice of words. He should apologize to Mrs. Kaepernick. This has nothing to do with political correctness. What did we call or refer to people who called others names in school? Bullies? If a child was to use this phrase of words in school, they would get into serious trouble. But, to watch a President use this type of wording in a political speech is disheartening, unjustified, rude, and uncalled for. If it were not for mothers, we children wouldn’t be here.

To kneel or not to kneel is the question? Kaepernick sat and kneeled during the NFL pre-game ceremonies. Why? Simple answer. He was supporting racial equality, and solidarity as supported by the constitution of the United States of America. He was exercising his constitutional right of freedom of expression as stated in the 1^st Amendment. [3] Wow! That is something else. He wasn’t the only NFL player who has done this. Numerous ones have, and the reasoning is the same. They feel there is a problem in this country where many have issues of racial profiling and political equality (racially and sexually) not being adhered to like it should.

Jabrill Peppers (Cleveland Browns) explained that he and others took a knee during the United States National Anthem to pray because there is so much “racial and social injustice in the world.” [4]

We are now persecuting NFL players for praying, supporting racial equality, and supporting the United States Constitution.

One of the parts to a political oath of office, and the oath of the military sort of reads the same. “I will defend and support the Constitution of the United States of America.”

Is equality in the constitution? Is freedom of speech (freedom of expression) covered in the constitution? (The United States Constitution). Is this the same Constitution that our military has defended and supported in war and peace time so we can have those rights? Were the NFL players supporting the constitution for the same reason as the military except during a sporting event?

What is the big deal? It is not disrespectful to support the freedoms of this country, nor, is it 

disrespectful to lower one’s self on their knees and pray for such. By-the-way, it isn’t illegal.  

I will leave it at that. I defend and support the constitution of the United States of America. I will not persecute or degrade anyone that does and or doesn’t as long as it is legal within the terms set by the laws of our local, state, and national codes. Mr. President if you don’t like the Constitution, then that is your right as guaranteed under the constitution, but do not call people names. It is unbefitting someone in your position.

Have a great Monday. God bless each and everyone. 

**Special Note -- In the Sports Day article published by the Dallas News, Jerry Jones (Dallas Cowboys) was misquoted a lot lately in news articles about this very subject.  

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[1] Trump, Donald (President of US), Political Campaign Rally and Fund Raiser for senatorial candidate Strange, Hunstville, Al., 22^nd September, 2017.

[2] Martinelli, Michael R., “Colin Kaepernick’s mom fires back at Donald Trump’s Criticism of National Anthem protest.” USA Today Sports.  23^rd September 2017. (accessed 25^th September 2017) http://ftw.usatoday.com/2017/09/colin-kaepernick-donald-trump-national-anthem-protest-fired-teresa-kaepernick-mom-proud-response

[3] ESPN.com- Staff writer. (accessed 25^th September 2017) http://www.espn.com/blog/nflnation/post/_/id/247658/nfl-players-who-protested-during-the-national-anthem-in-week-1

[4] Staff Writer. “What Cowboy’s owner, Jerry Jones, others are getting wrong about national anthem protest.” Dallas News-Sports Day. 23^rd September 2017 (accessed 25^th September 2017) https://sportsday.dallasnews.com/dallas-cowboys/cowboys/2017/09/23/cowboys-owner-jerry-jones-others-getting-wrong-national-anthem-protests

Guide for those 55+ on how to pick up someone on the internet.

Well heck fire! One of my pet peeves is strange men trying to pick me and “be my friend” on the internet while playing scrabble.  I personally do not like it. I am over 55, tired, and chronically ill with many physical and mental challenges which have been diagnosed. Look in other words, my turnips have fail to catch the elevator and climb to the top to turn on the lights in my brain.  Or, maybe they just fell off the truck years ago in the turnip patch.

Rule # 1

Never approach me on the internet and say: “Hey Baby! I want to be your friend.”

Hey, guess what I am not your baby. I am not the age of diapers, not anyway yet. Getting damn close. Majority of all women have a bladder issues just like men have a urine leakage as they get older. Sounds very appealing, doesn’t it?  Furthermore, I haven’t sucked a bottle since I was an infant. For that matter if you asked me to suck anything, I would tell you to get a grip and go suck yourself.

Rule # 2

Never approach me on the internet and state: “I would like to have sexual conversation with you.”

Hey, guess what?  Sure. Take off your clothes and let me count your sagging stretch marks. I really like it if you would take your teeth out and place them in the glass next to my pillow. What type of high blood pressure medicines are you on? Do you have to drink a nightly dose of fiber substitute to keep you regular? Let’s compare recent blood test. My cholesterol was 9 million last month. Is that adult acne or just a big hairy pimple on your butt? How long have you had that one eyebrow? Did you wax that? You have more wrinkles showing with it waxed.

Rule # 3

Never approach me on the internet and think “She is good looking. She has that I want a man look.”

Wrong. Wonder why there is just ½ a smile? Well I do wear upper plates which are bleached to give me a nice set of white teeth—sometimes. I have had a stroke and when I smile and show my teeth, one can definitely notice the drooping jaw line as well as one eye that looks a lot off centered. I take off my bra and I become flat chested because my breasts fall down around my knees. What may look like black hair is actually salt and pepper silver. And I put a soft look on my most recent pictures because I may have missed plucking a black or silver hair from my upper lip or one of those really long gross ones from my chin.  Not to mention, I am hiding all those blotches that an hours’ worth of heavy makeup has covered up.

Rule # 4

Never think when approaching me on the internet. If you do, your assumption may be totally wrong. I am single and I like men. I do not want a boyfriend; well, maybe an occasional dinner date once every six months. My life is full and busy. I do get lonely but who doesn’t. I needle point, read, help struggling students with their studies, mentor sometimes, play video games, read horrible historical romance novels, research various stuff, read my Bible often, research genealogy, bitch, complain about politics, talk to people that I know and have met 90% of them with a history of them before internet, clean house, play with grandchildren, cook, visit with great nephews, niece, a crazy middle brother, call a brother in Florida and an elderly aunt in Alabama. So, my life is full and sometimes, there is never a dull moment. So never assume I am truly lonely, because I am not.

There is no Rule # 5

I am a loyal person to my friends. I have many that I am very close to who know everything about me with the exception of my underwear size because I keep forgetting where I put them in the house. I don’t have to worry about impressing anyone. I could care less if my underarms or legs get shaved. I shower every day, wear deodorant, and wash my hair every three days unless I have been extremely hot and sweaty. If I want to dress up I do, if I don’t oh well. I wear weird hats, tons of bracelets and gaudy costume jewelry if I want to. Last but not least, I love my children deeply, I love some relatives deeply, I am high compassionate, and I enjoy life. I could care less if I have money or not as long as “I” pay “my” bills with “my” money. Yes, money is tight with me, and I am not soliciting for hand-outs either.

But there is one thing I don’t do… I do not let strangers pick me up anywhere especially the internet. Because, one thing I know for sure… If you smell like an old fart, you probably are an old fart. I bet you anything my old farts probably smell worse than your old farts…

God bless you all and have a nice Friday. 

"Oh, great balls of fire!" Said Scarlett.

I enjoy playing internet Scrabble. I play with a few friends and several strangers. I really enjoy the game. It keeps me on my toes. For several weeks, strange men have been trying to pick me up from all over the US and world. It makes me nuts! Drives me insane! This is a video game. Let’s address this issue from yesterday evening and come up with a really cute solution.

Here is an example of one of the pickup lines: “Hey Baby! Now that I have found you, I do hope you are in excellent health?”

I am not your baby. Let’s get that perfectly clear nor am I someone’s “babe” as in E.B. White’s pig character from Charlotte’s Web. A baby denotes infant. Last time I checked I still have some teeth even though I wear dentures, don’t wear a diaper (not yet anyway), and do not suck milk products through a bottle. I have been known to “suck down” a beer or two but that was over 25 years ago when a case of beer would be like drinking water. Now it is like drink a beer or two, and I have to tinkle and take a nap for about 6 hours.

Now that I have found you… what? I didn’t know I was lost to begin with. Sometimes, I am lost in my mind and haven’t the slightest idea what I am doing, what day it is, or even where the heck fire I am at. I think that is either age, medication, and or I am just a plain old fruit cake from the old south. Did he find my name and face in the yellow pages? Was my mug shot on some men’s room wall? Call Julia for a good time- 649- babe. What? (OR as my niece says it: "Call 867-5309").

My health. What does my health have to do with anything? It is no one’s business, unless I make it someone’s business. Well I am printing it here and now. My health sucks! I smoke, try to eat right, drink too much tea and coffee. I cook when I feel like. I live alone and frankly really love it. I could use a little more company now and then like a grandchild or two, just to corrupt them and teach them bad habits. After all, it is up to me to make sure that the southern insanity is continued from one generation on down the line. I mean I taught my children how to be strange and socially unacceptable.

For an example: I raised my children with a valuable lesson. “Anything worth doing, is worth doing well.” I taught them that if they are going to forge my signature and lie about it to the school, and change the grades on their report cards, then they should learn how to do it very well not half assed.

My overall health? Is not good because I have a chronic illness that kicks me in the butt at times. It is true that I am a recluse. I like it that way. I can’t see worth a flip to drive anymore, so I don’t like to really get out much. I enjoy my porch and the mosquitoes that suck my blood and die from it. Mosquitos know better. They take one suck off my leg and go “Yuck! What type of med’s is this old fat butt on?” Then they simply fall to the ground dead. Go figure… that red stuff in my veins must be toxic to such a small flying insect.

My reply to yesterday evening’s pickup line was: “This is video game that I play. I enjoy playing scrabble. If you want to talk to someone, talk to your wife, girlfriend, boyfriend, or preacher, but do not talk to me.”

So here is my solution to strange men trying to pick me up on the video game Scrabble.

I could say: “I am really interested. Is that your real hair or a wig? I only date men with no hair and a limp noodle. Male bitch tits are a must. I really like saggy old crusty bodies. It thrills me! AND how much money can I have when you kick your bucket because I am going to rock the world you have no idea exists! But first, I have to visit the car wash to wash out the cobwebs that are permanently attached to my vagina.”

I think that type of reply will ward off anyone looking for a good time posting obscenities on the internet.

Meanwhile, I am not as caustic as I sound, and I happen to like crusty old bodies. I have one myself.

God bless each and every one in their daily lives.