The other Day I saw a Sign that read, a Car’s Weakest Part is the Nut holding the Steering wheel. At first I thought they were talking about the Nut that holds the Steering Wheel to the Shaft that’s connected to the Rack and Pinion, the integral component of the Steering Mechanism. Then I thought to myself, that isn’t the thought that’s being conferred. They are taking about, the Nut Driving the Car, holding the Steering Wheel. When I took Sensitivity Training, it specifically told you that you should not call a Crazy Person a Nut, it only Infuriates them. Also I believe that the Human Mind is so Fragile that any of us could fall Prey to Mental Illness. My Definition of a Nut is someone who Knows right from Wrong, yet they choose the latter. Someone who choose to play the Fool is a Nut.
Nowhere else in Life that people play the Fool more than when they get behind the Wheel. Well my Friend I have tried every method of Communication and it doesn’t work. I have always Maintained that if you speak to People Intelligently and the act the Fool, you treat them Accordingly. So there you have it I am well within my Rights calling you a Nut for all the foolish things you do when you are behind the Wheel. Yesterday Twelve Noon on what I consider to be a Rural Road, Fifteen Feet from an Intersection. Someone Driving a Brand New Camaro, waited until I was within Twenty feet of the Intersection. I was Travelling at Fifty MPH, the Nut took the turn causing a near miss.
Both Cars with a combined value of Seventy Thousand Dollars almost went to the Junk Yard. That kind of Mentality is nothing short of being a Nut. That makes him or her the weakest part of the Car. Even though Today’s Cars no matter how Expensive, with the Finest Technology incorporated, they use the most Inexpensive material that they can find to make the Body. Bumpers made of Plastic and Styrofoam, Engine and Transmission made from Aluminum and the rest of it from ridiculously cheap Steel with no Density. That makes it a Death Trap at Fifty MPH. Yet every Nut out there drives them in a mindless fashion. The other Night going Home I came upon a Strip Mall with a Life Flight Helicopter and about Fifty Emergency and Patrol Cars. When it gets like that People are Gravely injured, clinging to Life or already Dead. What gets me about situations like that is that a Thousand other Nuts drive pass a Bad accident and draws no conclusions that it’s bad Driving that causes Catastrophic Accidents.
And so they just drive by Rubbernecking with a mindless gaze and on their way, until it’s thei’r turn to take that Helicopter ride or be carried away in a Body Bag. Another Time while Traveling the Pennsylvania Turnpike, a Road where Nuts maintain a steady Eighty and even One Hundred. It was early Afternoon, Hours before Rush Hour. I came around a Bend and the Roadway was a Parking Lot. It took Three Hours before the Traffic started inching at a Snail’s pace forward. While waiting I noticed the Helicopter hovering then landed on the Highway. When I finally made it to the Accident Scene, all those who were involved in the Two Car Devastation were already transported by the Helicopter. By the look of both Vehicles, anyone who Lived were on borrowed Time. It appears that a SUV had made an Illegal U- Turn on a Roadway where no One Obeyed the Speed limit. The Vehicle that caused the Catastrophe suffered extensive Damages to the left rear quarter panel. The rear door was battered open, on the seat was a Bloodied white Teddy Bear, it’s owner was on the Helicopter. I asked myself what kind of a Nut would use a Police speed trap to make a U Turn on a Turnpike, with his whole Family in the Car. Well there you have it in a Catastrophic Wreck, the weakest part of the Car is the Nut holding the Wheel. I will forever be quoting Einstein ” The true Definition of a Fool, is someone who do things the same way, each time looking for different results”. That makes you a Nut.
This Song was written Fifty years ago, I was only Eighteen and didn’t understand what Randy Newman was trying to say. Today I foully understand, he was telling us that there is too much Hate in the World and that its Dangerous
No one likes us
I don’t know why
We may not be perfect
But heaven knows we try
But all around
Even our old friends put us down
Let’s drop the big one
And see what happens
We give them money
But are they grateful
No, they’re spiteful
And they’re hateful
They don’t respect us
So let’s surprise them
We’ll drop the big one
And pulverize them
And Europe’s too old
Africa’s far too hot
And Canada’s too cold
And South America stole our name
Let’s drop the big one
There’ll be no one left to blame us
We’ll save Australia
Don’t want to hurt no kangaroo
We’ll build an all American amusement park there
They’ve got surfing, too
Boom goes London
And boom Paris
More room for you
And more room for me
And every city the whole world round
Will just be another American town
Oh, how peaceful it’ll be
We’ll set everybody free
You’ll have Japanese kimonos, baby
There’ll be Italian shoes for me
They all hate us anyhow
So let’s drop the big one now
Let’s drop the big one now
Jonbene’t Ramsey was killed in the year 1996. Whoever would want to snuff out this little Princesses Life is an absolute Monster. However there have been many of speculations about her being thrown into a womanly character at Six years old, and that she could have attracted the wrong kind of Admirer. Dressing a Child like a Vixen is just totally wrong. Anyway that is the Motivation for this Blog, being bred to be a Temptress. Women who encourage their little Girls to be overly Seductive as early as twelve years old. My Wife have always Maintained that men are Dogs. In One of my earlier Blogs I wrote One Titled Prudence, when I worked at the Resort on St Pete Beach. One Day walking down the Road I noticed a Girl Twelve or Thirteen walking with her Mother, her Father and her younger Brother. What struck me about this Family was that the Girl was crying and her Hands covering her Naked Top. Even though we were only One Block from the Beach, its not a topless Beach.
What struck me about the Child was that she had Modesty. Same Place and Time I noticed two Fifteen years old in the Kiddie Pool just about doing it. I Observed their Techniques and know that they were Frisky Reguarly. Yet another Reason for this Blog, overly Seductive, overly Sexy and overly Amorous. Another thing I also think about is one of my Childhood Friends Becoming a Father at Seventeen, and a Fifteen years old Girl pulling a Train on five young Boys, me being Twelve years old, being introduced to Sex. And so they grow up wild and Loose. Two years ago in Tampa a Fifteen years old Girl was Raped and Killed, her Body dumped in the Woods Like Trash. Story told she was always a Runaway who spent the Weekends with Boys or Men. If you put yourself in the line of fire, you will catch stray Bullets, better yet stray Dogs.
So now we go back to priming young Girls to be Seductive. They grow up and takes it to the Workplace. Their Attire leaves nothing for the Imagination. Today in the Courthouse a Plus Size Woman bent over at the Counter to pay her Fines. Her Pantyline smiled at me. Yet if we were in a work Environment, being a Married Man, If I leered at her Curvatures, I would be an O.D.B.( Old Dirty Bastard) If I was her Boss and I stared to long it would be Sexual Harassment. When she stood up straight her Boobs were popping out of the Excessively tight Dress. In my Mind , She has been Twerking since Twelve.
Put her in a Business Suit Two Sizes too small with a Skirt Eight inches above the Knee and the Natives become restless. I have been Married since working at Solomon Brothers 1980. I have had Managing Director’s Mistress throw themselves at me. Women who were set-up in a Five Thousand Dollars a Month Apartment. They were College Educated, but chose to use their Wares, instead of their Minds. Then there were the ones who used their Minds and got nowhere. They ran the Back office skillfully, while their Boss got The Credits and the Rewards. 1980 there were no Female Managing Directors on Wall St.The Only thing that kept me straight was having a Wife who I knew would throw me out on the Street, with no Shoes on my Feet, also being fired from Solomon.
Workplace Romances were only tolerated with Managing Directors. Among the Ranks, you are Fired. Being Married for Forty One years, if you called me a Girlwatcher, I wouldn’t be Offended. That’s how you stay Married for Forty One years. You look but don’t touch you look but don’t Leer or Drool. You keep your Comments to yourself. You think about the Consequences of a Divorce for a Moment’s Pleasure. All this falls under the Heading of Intellectual Intelligence .
Having Empathy for other People’s feelings and being Jurisprudence with your Emotions and Behavior. Being able to hold your Tongue and Thoughts, whether mad or glad happy. Intellectual Intelligence separates us from the Stray Cats and Dogs in the Alley. I love Mario Cuomo, I remember his Sons growing up and getting into the News for their Indiscretions. Now they are all grown up. As my Mother always said ” You’ve made your Bed, now lay in it. After all that I have said coming up to this point, I hope some young Man comes away with what I am not saying. Like Phil said ” Shut your Mouth, keep your Hands on the Wheel”, while the Female Artist cooed ” I like a Man with slow Hands”. Even better yet ” Don’t hand me no lines and keep your Hands to yourself” Well there you have it I have said my Peace, as Subtlety as possible. You can’t have a Show with no Audience and you can’t go touching the Tomatoes without buying, Oui La La La.
I consider myself Impervious to the Hate Virus, my Mother Vaccinated me by embedding in my Head that no One was Better than I. More Privileged, better Educated and more Fortunate. But as long as they had to go to the Bathroom as I did, no better. She also instilled in me the greatest work Ethics. She said , you may never Be accepted, but they will always Respect you for the job you do. She said that I should always go the extra mile, I should always work harder and better than everyone else. The reason for that she said was Job Security. She Continued when everyone else is laid off, you will be working.She was dead to right. Once working in Construction for a Contractor in Pennsylvania, I overhead a group of my White Coworkers lamenting about the work situation of who is working and who isn’t. I heard One spoke out loudly ” I can’t believe that I am losing my job to a Nigger. God that sound and felt good. They all had the feeling of Entitlement because they were White. The Boss Appreciated the work I gave him to the Point that he sold me his Father’s Collectible Antique Caddy for a couple of weeks pay. That killed my Coworkers and made them hate me even more. So you see being Black have never Hindered me from Striving even better than many of my White Neighbors. I once lived in an all White Gated Community, my Wife and myself were the only Blacks that ever lived in that Community Thirty five years old. Never once did any of them made me feel out of Place. But guess what I consider myself an Oddity, many Others don’t know how to stick it to them ” Be all that you can be” be so Resilient that Failure becomes Success.
This is something I have wanted to talk about for Fifty years, long before I learned to express myself in Print. America is a Country Founded by the Immigrants of the Mayflower. Once they came they never stopped coming. They came from every Corner of the World. They brought with them Money from the Old Country and they Invested it in America. They were able to buy Land, they brought their Crafts , Skills and Ingenuity. America grew and flourished from downtrodden Immigrants seeking Freedom and Opportunities. The following are Excerpts from Wikipedia
The Mayflower Story
The Mayflower set sail on 16th September 1620 from Plymouth, UK, to voyage to America. But its history and story start long before that.
Its passengers were in search of a new life – some seeking religious freedom, others a fresh start in a different land. They would go on to be known as the Pilgrims and influence the future of the United States of America in ways they could never have imagined.
This story isn’t just about the Mayflower’s passengers though. It’s about the people who already lived in America and the enormous effect the arrival of these colonists would have on Native Americans and the land they had called home for centuries.
More than 30 million people can trace their ancestry to the 102 passengers and approximately 30 crew aboard the Mayflower when it landed in Plymouth Bay, Massachusetts, in the harsh winter of 1620.
On board were men, women and children from different walks of life across England and the city of Leiden in Holland.
A significant number were known as Separatists, a group of people who mostly wanted to live a life free from the current Church of England.
Others were on the ship for a multitude of reasons – some anticipated the chance to build a better future for their families and the opportunity of new land, while for others the offer of freedom and adventure was too good to turn down.
Then there were the crew themselves, plus the servants and (unaccompanied children) sent by their families to be looked after by the adults. Related indent. ( Today we have unaccompanied Children at our Southern Borders, the good Christians say keep them out). Continued.
The passengers are often grouped into ‘Saints’ or ‘Strangers’ by historians, alluding to their motivations for the journey. But it’s likely that many ‘Saints’ were (skilled tradesmen) and many ‘Strangers’ had their own religious reasons for leaving 17th century England.
Today the Descendants of the Mayflower represents everything their Ancestors absconded England for. They Embrace none of the Driving Force that placed their Ancestors on that Ship. A chance to build a better future should be Included in the Phrase Home of the Free Land of the Brave. Their ancestors left England to be free of Oppression and Prejudices, Britton Ology is a Phrase I use to describe the Ideology of Supremacy and being Overtly Oppressive. Everywhere they went they brought it with them.
They brought it to the Americas and to Africa and the World during the Colonization period. Under the Cloak of Deception The British empire is often seen as a force for good, as one that put an end to slavery and the slave trade, liberated foreign peoples from the tyranny of their rulers, replaced despotism with the rule of law and introduced millions to literacy, western medicine, commerce and Christianity. Yet it was Britain that ensured that South Africa and Zimbabwe entered the 20th century as countries rigidly stratified and segregated along racial lines in which white minorities held political power at the expense of a disenfranchised African majority. Here the rule of law meant rule by white settlers in the interests of white settlers.
Violent from the start
In the first instance, the British empire grew out of military conquest, a bloody business by its very nature. In southern Africa, as elsewhere, it was accompanied by substantial violence, frequent starvation, much misery, an untold number of deaths, and the mutilation of African bodies by British soldiers for the purpose of taking souvenirs. Indent. -They did that to Native Americans also, must be in their Genetic makeup.
Time after time – from the onset of British rule at the end of the 18th century through to the 20th century when political power was formally handed to white settlers – British armies and British arms came down on the side of white settlers. Colonial conquest involved the burning down of homesteads, humiliating and incarcerating African chiefs, dismembering once-powerful kingdoms, all the while making Africans bear the cost of colonial rule through an elaborate system of taxation.
Though the Zulu kingdom scored a decisive victory against Britain at the Battle of Isandhlwana in 1879, the “peace” of subsequent years witnessed the breaking up of the kingdom into several chiefdoms and the forced exile of the Zulu monarch. The kingdom’s material independence was eroded while its members were absorbed into the colonial economy as cheap labourers. They did the same thing in America to the Native Americans and to the People of Africa that they brought here Forcibly. Many White People believe that Black People don’t Know History and are Stupid. What’s worse are the Black People who give that thinking credibility by being Stupid. For instance, Tim Scott the only Black Republican Senator, going on America’s biggest Misinformation Network and defending White Supremacy. Harriet Taubman spoke of him, ” I freed a Thousand Slaves, I could have freed a Thousand more, if only they knew they were Slaves”. Today Meghan Markle’s Dad says that the British People aren’t Racist, only California and the rest of America. There you have it, the Trend of Misinformation and Denials is the Norm. He said that his Daughter has Abandoned him, if he was my Dad I wouldn’t even go to his Funeral. Once again I have done my Research, something the rest of seemingly Intelligent People refuses to do. They choose to Embrace Conspiracies Theories and Cancel Culture. They also Idolize a Man whose Father went to K.K.K. Rallies and sees him as the Great White Hope, who is going to make America Great as Great Britton. That tells me that Racism is as American as 🍎 Pie and as wide as The Proverbial Pond. Curly once told Moe that he could not be Fooled. Moe asked him , how so? Curly replied, because I am a Moron. And there you have it, the Motivation for this Blog. Someone always trying to Fool Someone else.
Growing up in the Seventies where Lies and Deception in Government was as Prevalent as it is Today. Where Mainstream Media was as self-serving as it is Today. One Newsman stepped out of the Box and called the Shots the way he saw it. He gave new meaning to the Term, Investigative Reporter. A lot of People Lambasted him for his Style. I Respected Rivera for his Candidness. I have always thought that the Media should report both sides of an issue. Not what your Readers want to hear, but actually putting the Facts out ahead of personal beliefs and opinions. Taking sides with Political persuasions is Partisan Reporting. That makes you a Propaganda Machine not a Journalist.
Though reportorial contributions have been made by the Web generation, it is fair to say the vast majority of blogging does not qualify as journalism. If journalism is the imparting of verifiable facts to a general audience through a mass medium, then most blogs fall well short of meeting the standard. In no way do I Pattern myself as or to be a Journalist, or another Geraldo Rivera. Only someone who is not afraid of the Truth. I have been a Fact finder since I was a Juvenile going to Sunday School. A lot of the things that was Thought to me, I had Dissected it before Fifteen. I was never One to take things at Face value, whether coming from my Mother or a Cleric. This was nine years before I entered High School and met a Teacher who challenged me Daily to tell her, what is the Author is not saying. Or the other Teacher who told me to never stop Learning.
Einstein said the Day you stop Learning you begin to Die. Its a wonder I didn’t become an Atheist by Fifteen. Strong Convictions and taking everything that I learned with a grain of Salt kept me Focused and grounded. By the time I finished High School I was such a Cynical person I swear that I never would get Married. I thought that it was only Players that were involved in Relationships. Being an inquisitive Person all my life, One Day I decided to take a chance, I have been Married to that same chance for Thirty Eight years. For the rest of my Life I remained, not a Cynic, but One who always asked, show me the Proof. After being ripped off by Used Car Salesmen, I made it my Business to Diagnosed and fix Cars. Lied to by men of God, the Words ” Many will profess my Name” is Etched in my Heart.
After hearing Politicians promising the Moon while Campaigning, then go to the Capitol and work for Lobbyists and Special Interests. Has sharpened my Skills in Body Language and to Archive what the Speaker isn’t saying. I proved my Abilities Eight years ago in Pennsylvania. I told my Boss that I could spot a Slacker One Mile in a Fog. She told me that I was full of it. Unbeknownst to her that I was referring to her. Before leaving Pennsylvania and moving to Florida, she got Promoted to Regional Manager. Within One and a half Years she got fired. Over the years I have learned how to Read People better than reading Print. So here I am once again Twelve A.M. writing this Blog that just won’t wait for me to lose the Train of Thought. I ask myself, if with my little Brain, I can put together all the Tangibles and piece together the Facts and Dissect the Conspiracies.
Why is it Impossible for someone who Graduated College and Law School to Dissect the Steal. Fact-1 The U.S Attorney General of the same Party Debunked the Notion and lost his Job. Doesn’t anyone understand what makes Politicians Tick, Opportunity, do you think that Barr would Jeopardize his Political Future if he found the slightest Discrepancy and didn’t run with the Ball. Fact-2 do you think that Three Handpicked Supreme Court Judges would Committee Perjury, or Forty Seven other Federal Judges for that matter. Fact-3 Imagine the World we live in if the Bastion of Higher Learning such as Harvard, Yale, Princeton and Wharton cast a Blind Eye knowing that an Election was Rigged like a Horse Race filled with Broken down Nags and One Thoroughbred. Fact-4 Imagine the Financial Fallouts if Wall Street knew that the Election was Rigged and kept their Knowledge secret.
I worked on Wall Street, Rumors can Topple Wall Street. Fact -5 Take a look at the Source, someone who said that the Corona Virus was a Hoax and would be gone in Two Weeks. That Hoax have killed half a Million People. Fact-6 someone who Built a Skyscraper with mostly Mexican Labor, that was Demolished within Forty Years. Talking about Shabby Construction, the house I lived in Pennsylvania was 100 years Old made of Wood and will last another 100 years. Trump Towers in Atlantic City was made of Steel, they cut so many corners the Building should have been round. I rest my Case, what am I? The One Eyed Monster in the Forest of the Blind?. One of the biggest Champions of the Conspiracy is a Born Again Christian, who said that Christianity has saved him from Cocaine. I think that he should go back to smoking the Rocks because I think he is still Zoning, spreading Conspiracy Theories. Once again ” Many will profess my Name”.
Post Script from Naz
You don’t how to tell People the Truth because you don’t know how they will take it, Patience.