Having a lot of time on my hands, as I usually do anymore, I came across an article on CBS News about a young man who happened to kill and dismember his girl friend, throw all the pieces in a suitcase and throw said suitcase into a pond.
Pretty good stuff huh? About par for the course from my perspective. What made it unusual for me is that, besides my comment (made in a valiant attempt @ humor), the other two comments were about the accused's skin color. You see, the man was white (or pink depending on your view of the visible light spectrum, because I was definitely picking up some skin hues in the 650-700 nm range). I wasn't surprised @ the first posting, but when I saw the second post it set my spidey senses a tinglin'. It kick started my brain into associating seemingly disparate things that I've been noticing on line for a while now.
What I offer up here is the response I was going to post there. No kiddin'! I saved all this for you guys. Don't you feel privileged? I do all this for you. 'Cause I care. That and I posted some potentially inflammatory and derogatory remarks about the AB, and the Black Gorilla Family, but I couldn't help myself. Doesn't he just have the type of face that will absolutely bring all the boys to the yard, so to speak. I fear the muses just carried me away, but tat's me, livin' on the edge.
To all you Republicans, that helped me win
I sincerely like to thank you
Cuz now I got the world swingin' from my nuts
And damn it feels good to be a gangsta
This is in response to a post concerning the supposition that the media's racial bias was blatant in regard to how this case, in particular, is being covered. Let's now check in with our author...
It just goes to show ya that assholes come in all shapes, sizes, colors, religions, creeds, sexual orientations, yadda, yadda, yadda, but I do get your drift. Why I live in the ass crack loop of the Bible belt; a place where they routinely conflate religion with patriotism; a place where the people routinely vote against their own self interests; a place where their love of country music is rivaled only by their fear of education (Can't remember where I heard that one but it's stuck in my head so I'm stealing it); and a place where you know all your neighbors only too well because gossip here is a blood sport that makes MMA Fighters look like a bunch of playground pussies; and the evolution of social justice should have been arrested in 1950. This is also a place where an uncomfortably large percentage of the people think Michael Brown "had it coming to him!"
The folks that live along side me here at Insert Enema Here-burg aren't all evil; at least not evil per se. It's just that many of them, again an alarmingly large percentage, are just plain stupid. Well, that's a bit of a harsh assessment and definitely an over simplification. Let us just say that the term ignorant might be a better, and more descriptive, word. Willfully ignorant, perhaps, but I'd be less than honest if I didn't point out that this might be one huge case of a distinction looking desperately for a difference. A sin of omission, as it were.
I'm tellin' you flat out, it's just that they haven't had the same quality (or quantity) of experiences with their local constabulary as those of us who have skin tones darker than, say, Mocha-Taffy. They've never been pulled over by the police for a minor traffic infraction. An infraction that you and he both know damn well is bullshit, only to be told later that you "fit the description". You get a whole new appreciation for phrases like probable cause. Or, to have some half wit, never been to college a day in his life, Barney Fife wanna be, piece of shit deputy who thought you were talking to him when you were actually correcting the actions of your son, and uses it as an excuse to get the fuck up in your grill with his stank ass doughnut and coffee breath. I suppose I should have thanked him when he told me he was going to "let this one slide, boy."
I guess I'm just running out of broadmindedness when it comes to this sort of thing. I've treated these people for years. I've looked up their coochies, stuck my finger up their butts (although not recreationally, damn the luck), palpated their tits (not as much fun as it sounds like it should be guys, go ask your girlfriends and/or wife), sewn up their cuts, prescribed 'em S.S.R.I.'s when they were depressed; I prescribed 'em boner pills when the S.S.R.I.'s took away their boners and made them even more depressed; I've given them news that they were pregnant (back in the pre-E.P.T. days), I've cracked their ribs coding them, pronounced them dead when they died, and then had to go out and tell their families. Believe you me, you've never lived until you've been told, on a blizzard packed New Year's Eve, and I'm quoting exactly here, "Get this nigger outta here and get me a God Damn American doctor!" In case you were wondering, my response was, and here I quote myself, "He doesn't want me? I don't want him! Tell this drunken dick to get outta my emergency room and go bleed outside!" My supervising physician thought it was funny but he thought I could have handled the situation better. He was right of course, but that was back in the year that the Kansas City Royals went on to win the World's Series; a good number of insults ago. Oh to be young again.
So you should forgive our melanin deficient brethren, For I sayeth unto you that they know not of which they talk.
Now all I gotta say to you
Wannabe, gonnabe, pussy-eatin' cocksuckin' prankstas
When the shit jumps off what the fuck you gonna do?
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
'Damn it Feels Good to be a Gangsta' - Dr. Wolfgang Von Bushwickin the Barbarian Mother-Funky Stay High Dollar Billstir, as told to docclay circa 1992
XXXOOO
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