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Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Merry Christmas...ehhhh not feeling festive.

Just for some reason, I wish I can say why, I just have not been in any type of holiday spirit. I just have been here thinking, I wish this time of year can be over and get back to normal. Then again, just as Christmas ends, it switches towards the evilest of holidays - Valentine's Day. UUUUUGH!

But, I don't know why I just been caught in the holiday blues. I figured helping others, or just forcing myself to be a bit cheerful would get me out of this rut. However, it just made it a bit worse. I mostly keep allot of this to myself and wear a fake smile for others. It's a good thing I do hiding my true feelings. I don't need to ruin others happy times because of my crappy one. But I will just keep up with the happy face. Seeing so many others having such happy joy in their hearts. Doing whatever they do to celebrate good mirth, love, family, food, whatever makes one tick and been jolly. Me on the other hand, I just to a point, I honestly do not care.

Call it the holiday blues, season depression. I don't know. It can be anything thing. But, truth is that my heart is just not in it. To be honest, it hasn't been this way for a long time. Yet, we do what we must endure for the sake of others. Why let your pain affect others right?


Thursday, June 25, 2015

And on the magical soapbox I stand...

 and this will probably cause me to lose a few of my minions and followers. Yet, I just have to say this, if you don't know that I am a person who just speaks my mind and reaction be damned, then, I must really say you must be new here.

Well I will preface my rant by saying that I am no in way, shape or form going to be politically correct. Yet, those who know me would be saying....is this something new. You never been correct about much. And well, maybe there some truth in it. SO! If you are looking for something socially sensitive and that noise, you may as well just click that box X on the right side and move along. You will not like it and it will make you madder than sin.

Now that I got the disclaimer out of the way. Here we go...

I for one, the Villain of the Webway, am about fed up with all this talk and nonsense about the damned Confederate flag and I really wish that people would just shut the hell up about it. I will say it for the following reasons.

1. The flag has no bearing of how I am living right now, nor does it affect me in any way. Because, unlike so many emotionally charged people let their feelings speak before their brains can even catch up, like to just spew out the true bovine fecal matter of what it inclines and blah blah blah....


Let me bring a little sunshine to this stormy place. There many African Americans who can agree that really you going to bring this up when there plenty of other things that is a bit more important than a piece of cloth with a tattered history to it? Sorry, let's get some priorities here. What happened in Charleston was a pure tragedy and an act of domestic TERRORISOM in every sense of the word. This guy wanted to trigger a race war and guess what....he is already winning by so many of the political warhounds, ignorant racebaiters, and social crusaders who now feel it's all due cause to remove the flag from the state buildings in South Carolina, and  then some in my own home state of Mississippi. Reason being it is because it's a symbol of slavery and hate.

Here is a bit of irony here....I have seen many images of the KKK and their ilk waving the American flag just as much as they wave the Confederate flag. So are we going to say that Old Glory is a symbol of slavery and hatred too? I know many say it's just a part of Southern pride and heritage and not hate. That twisted individuals took something and created something diabolical and a horrid. The some who just feel that since South lost the American Civil War that the flag should been a symbol of treason and discarded outright. If that was the case, then why wasn't it done during the Reconstruction years? Wait, maybe because no one cared.

Some just look at the flag as a symbol of slavery. Well I hate to break it to many people but can you show me any ship that had the rebel flag on the mast as it brought slavers from Africa here? Go here I'll wait......didn't think so.

And speaking of slavery, people let's just make one thing absolutely clear and I will say this is simple as possible. Not all slave owners were white. Some of the first slave owners were black so let's not just put everyone white into one basket. And let's be even more clear about it. There were many white slaves are well as blacks. But do you hear any of them yelling through the rafters about it?

 And those who think that the war between the states was purely about slavery...please go read. I have debated this with my teachers in high school and did my own research....before Wikipedia mind you. The war was NOT about slavery. It was about state rights. Slavery was only one of the most miniscule by-products of that. However, the North won, their recollection of events was the official record. Just goes to show the adage:

History is written by the victors, the truth is told by the survivors.

I have stooped down and debated this with many people of social media and yeah of course, I get called everything under the sun: to a sell-out to a Uncle Tom and one of those House Negros. Well hell as hot as it been around here, I don't mind being in an air conditioned house now. I usually laugh at them. Because their ignorance is their shield, their stupidity their salvation. And one had the pure gal to say I was probably one of those who never dealt with harsh realities of racism and have the Carlton Banks Syndrome. First off all...I grew up in Mississippi where many believe the Civil War has not ended. I have seen firsthand the reality of racism. I have seen Klansmen marching and spewing their rhetoric. I been called more derogatory names here and there. But you know what, I brush it off because I don't let what others say define who I am. The biggest weapon against folks like that is self-worth. I know who I am, what I am, where I came from and where I'm going. I brush it off because if that is the best you can say, then I already won the battle.

Shake them haters off....

I am thinking seriously that everything is going to be offensive to someone. Someone said we are becoming a sissified society and in a way....I am starting to agree with them. I mean if we are being offended by this and that; where will we draw the line? What is the limit? I mean we going to end up being just a social void where you can't say, act, or feel without pissing someone off.

I can care less bout a rebel flag, I think there more pressing issues our society need to be contending with. Yet, we are worried about this nonsense. We are already sitting on a powder keg and there a fuse that is lit and ready to explode and that one guys vision of social anarchy will come to pass. I just feel that one person's symbol is another's simple object. It's your own personal interruption that matters. I for one just see it's some cloth that has no meaning for me. I already just ignored many people who have nothing better to do than become social crusaders who I really wish would just shut the hell up. But the block button is such a godsend.

I could continue this rant, but I will stop because it's becoming more annoying the more I type. But, I will just say this...people wake up. Let's worry about more serious matters than a piece of fabric flying above buildings or on clothing.

And the rest who just keep asking my thoughts on it...here is my answer...let it sink in...


Now...where is my tea?

SAW

Saturday, February 14, 2015

Happy Saturday...




I for one cannot wish or even any gumption to say Happy Valentine's Day for two simple reasons. One is that I have a deep, resounding, and complete hatred of this day. For me, it's a personal hatred for some many experiences in my life have occurred on this day; that it gives one a very bad taste in your mouth. It also gives you a since of wisdom and need to avoid it at all cost. I won't really go into much of the things that went down. However, I will summarize that many of the aches, disappointments, and bullshit that went down in another lifetime ago, is the building blocks that have formed the cynical villain the world has come to know and loathe ever since.I have written Congress asking if there could be a bill go before the floor to have this holiday removed from all Calendars. Yet, I think the bastards on Capitol Hill been getting kickbacks from candy companies and maybe a few jewelers to boot. It's okay I guess. I will just boycott it in my own way. I been seeing all kinds of announcements, pictures and whatnot of folks who feel they need to go all out in outdoing their peers or on-up others to express their professed love to them. And pray they meet the standards that one has set or end up being replaced. Trust me, I know it from experience and just today, someone arguing with their significant other because it wasn't as expensive or as wonderful as it was last year. The whole thing ended with her saying keep your cheap gift, cheap thoughts and go away. The pure ungratefulness of this is mind-numbing. Then again, I been there done that and got the t-shirt.

Which brings me to the second reason why I despise this day...the whole commercialism of it all.I mean between every candy company, florist, and jeweler, billions of dollars are being made off these saps to ensure they don't get dump, replaced or divorced by the 15th. I keep saying that this is the one day out of the year where love DOES have a price tag. Don't believe me, look at the reactions of your partner with something cheap over something that you took a 2nd mortgage on your home for. You can believe that phrase, "It's the thought that counts." And I will bet you a response will be,"well you should have thought of getting something better or classy."

And don't think for one single, second that there is a contest being held with friends and peers into who gets the better gift - or the most original i.e. Most Expensive. If you don't believe me, then I got some beach front property in Denver dirt cheap for you and I'll throw in a swamp for free. There is a Keep up with the Valentine Jones for bragging rights. Of course many will not admit it, however it's ok.

I did step away from most social media today just won't have a whole slew of Valentine Crap being posted.

Killing nature and making folks fat...tisk tisk tisk....

And if I ever see that fat little bastard with wings and bow...well let's just say...

Well I will make it look like self defense.

And here is a history lesson for you all....

Damn Bastard.....

And the only good thing about this day is....
So in closing I can't wait for normality to resume tomorrow and this day of demonic torture comes to an end. And I wonder how many break-ups will happen? One has already went down. I will place good odds there be maybe five or six. And those saps who have to go with their dates to see that Celluloid Abortion called 50 Shades of Grey, I do hope you get some afterwards. But I do have an idea there going to be many babies being spawned out around Thanksgiving. And you can be part of the 50 Shades of Diapers, followed with 50 Shades of Buttwipes...so.....


Friday, January 2, 2015

Do Not Feed The Internet Trolls...

But, sometime a swift kick in the ass is always acceptable.

I know that the old say of "Never lower yourself to the standards of stupidity, for they will beat you with experience." While that maybe true...sometime a Street Fighter Dragon Uppercut will work perfectly. All of this started this morning; me being the obnoxious ass that people know and love, posting a few things, and this idiot who don't even need to be named, however for the sake of this entry, let's call him Trollton. Well Trollton decides to respond to me, calling me ignant and rude - not knowing what I'm talking about. OOH MY people!!! Was worse he post some picture from The Help. Well, I was going to be nice about it but I did reply, I know exactly what is going on, and I just don't give a damn. And here we go, here is the funny shit of the moment.

An outright racist is always better than one that's closeted. Just keep that shit over there.

BUHAHAHAHA!!! Hold on...

Yeah, my people. I get called a racist. Now mind you Trollton is some dummmmmmmb ass, self-righteous, wanna be black militant, who don't have the slightest inkling of who I am. But,I do go on to respond to please spare me the self-righteous, holier than thou shit. Simply because the is enough of that reek going around. Even Captain Picard looks disgusted at this...see....

And here is the oooh so smart response that Trollton has....wait for it my friends....
When white people do the same then you can talk to me a being self righteous. Bigot.

Oh now...I get called a bigot. Apparently, I don't know this idiot is smoking. But, I need to get a few bags of what he puffing. I mean seriously, a black man calling a black man a bigot.

That's almost like a crackhead calling a crackhead a junkie. I mean what the hell....and here be my response.
@TROLLTON if they have to be that way. I ignore it because it's words. Only I can let it effect me. Now go annoy someone else. Move on

My people, this is where,I will illuminate the masses. Words can be positive or negative. But, words are only powerful if you allow it to affect you. Words only can affect you, if you LET them. If you don't let them have a hold on you, shrug it off. I do believe this nutter is somewhere on the East coast and probably never experienced anything racial. He probably some private school graduate, now think the the second coming of Malcolm X. Someone give him a BLT, or a big pot of chitlins.

That's when the troll, now know that I will no back down from folks like him, gets all upset and butthurt saying, I'm annoying him now. HA! This is the punta kinte who came at me. So I offer him some tissue for his butt hurt. And just ignored him.

My people, you got to love the trolls that want their 15 minutes of fame. Sadly many are dragging it on. But, I just had to say, don't feed the trolls but if you must, feed them bowls of annoyance to piss them off. And if they get all butthurt...well

Folks like him, I wonder why his momma didn't swallow him, now the world has to suffer. Or Why wasn't he left in a dumpster on prom night...

Well Trollton if you ever wanna to stick your troll nose in my business again, know that I will not be so nice next time. I'm a villain for a reason. Now...I'm done with this shit...I want some pie....


 

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