Human Beings

If anybody is reading this, they know that the Fool comes down pretty hard on people, usually Black and White. A lot of you think the fool is bat shit crazy. Maybe I am. But......

Let me, for a moment, at least during this post, clarify something here. The Fool believes that the Earth is inhabited by two and only two groups of homosapiens, which include, White people, Black people, Yellow people, various Brown people and a few Red people which constitutes one whole group. And then there are Human Beings, a very small minority with morals and a sense of right and wrong, who struggle to do the right thing. Human Beings see others who they come into contact with during the course of the day as individuals. In the old days, they were known as people of the world. If they disliked you, it was because of YOU, the person, and not the race that you might have belonged to.

Human Beings do not pre- judge. Human Beings are not in denial, nor do they make excuses. They have a sense of self, which the other groups lack. They are secure in who they are. They are kind people. They are considerate people. They come in all colors and are not bound by their groups ethnic, racial and religious beliefs. They are, for the most part, regular people who suffer through the same mind numbing, spirit killing, soul shattering days that the rest of humanity goes through. And the next day they rise to face the onslaught yet again while still maintaining their grace.

I think it was a quote by Benjamin Franklin. Of course the Fool might be wrong. Anyway... it goes something like this: "Charity means helping those less fortunate than yourself and expecting nothing in return." A concept that is really foreign in today's world. In the world that we live in today, the mantra is: "What have you done for me lately."

There used to be a lot of Human Beings. More than there are today.

A lot of people claim to be Human Beings, priests being amongst the worst of the lot. Another old saying comes to mind. (I have a lot of them) "Stealing in the name of the Lord." Sound familiar?

Oh yeah. Another thing. Human Beings possess a conscience. Something that is sadly missing from the first group I mentioned. But in the end: What do I Know? It is said that knowledge begins when you admit that you don't know. I do know that there are a lot of things I wish I knew and there so much to know that I don't even know where to start. So I try to begin at the beginning, Which is ME. That's where,… no matter who or what you are, you have to start. The journey is within.

It looks to be a really nice day on the hill. There's even a slight breeze.

I Am Confused

What is wrong with you Negroes??

Flash mobs?? Women beating up on women?? Random shootings??? Robberies???

This has got to stop. There are no excuses for this type of behavior. Please make up your minds. Are you on some type of vendetta against White people? And if that is so, why are you beating, robbing and killing your fellow Black descendents?

What is this leading up to?

A few years back it was confirmed that the CIA was dumping drugs into the Black community. The response from White Amerikka was to just not use the drugs, conviently overlooking the fact, that it was THEIR Government and their tax money that was used for the operation. Some how this was OK.

It was Ok to enrich the drug lords and make them more powerful. It was Ok to conduct clandestine operations on Amerikkan soil against Amerikkan citizens. Yep. That's what I said. Whether you want to admit it or not, Black people ARE Amerikkan citizens. All of this was Ok, because all you knuckle dragging white people (you know who you are) could see was the increased drug use and violence in the Black community, which fit into your spiritual and moral ideology that Black people were animals. So you gave the CIA and YOUR government a free pass.

I guess you didn't mind that your money was used to funnel drugs into the country. I guess you don't mind that your money IS used to arm the drug cartels. But what the hell.

Here's a fact for you. IT'S NOT YOUR MONEY. You get to decide what you do with YOUR money. You get to decide what bills YOU pay. You decide how you will spend YOUR money. YOUR money is what is left after the government takes THEIR share. Which kinda makes you like share croppers in the good ol' US of A.

Who decided how much of YOUR money would go to the government? I don't recall your government asking you what a fair share of YOUR money is and how it should be spent. And yet you say we should all pay our "fair" share. I also don't recall YOUR government asking you what a fair share is.

I know I'm all over the page here. I am a Fool.

There is an old saying: "honor amongst thieves." Apparently Black people didn't get the message. There's another saying. Stand together as one or fall by the road separately. I'm lying. I just made that up. But if you as Black people continue this behavior there will be unsavory consequences. And if you as Black people continue to remain silent and let these street pirates and turbo breeders run rampant, then the fault is your own.

Here's another fact. White people don't give a shit about you. They have White shit to do. You are, at best, a minor annoyance.They are moving on. Mexicans and Orientals and American Indians don't give a shit about you. All of these groups have their own agendas. You as a race have nothing but your whining. And that has gotten old.

You must learn to ask the right questions. Here's a small fact. White people now are famous for saying that Black people had slaves. That Black people were involved in the slave trade. Which was true. But I have yet to hear or read about Black people making the statement to White people that, "nobody forced you to go and get them and sell them like cattle. Nobody forced you to stoop to the level of trafficking in human flesh. Nobody forced you to deny them basic human rights." White people did all of this on their own. And you Negroes don't want to call them on it.

And if Black people weren't so engrossed in self hatred and killing each other on a daily basis, they would realize this.

This has been a long post and I am tired. The breeze is coming in and the grass on the hill is speaking to me. I'm going to roll on over and watch the clouds coming in. Maybe it will rain.

The Fried Chicken Conspircy

The Fool is just sittin' here watching the clouds go buy and wondering some crazy shit. Something you would expect a fool to do.

So... I was reading an article on the web that happened to mention Black people and chicken. Being the fool that I am, I began to wonder. Why is the fact that Black people like to ingest fried chicken so god damned funny? I have seen many a cooking show with white people giving lessons on the art of cooking chicken. So am I to assume that they don't really eat fried chicken? They're just showing how to cook it so that they can laugh at Black people who, I can only assume, are part of the joke.

Are all of those commercials promoting fried chicken CGI, so that "they" can keep us eating fried chicken as a way of showing how inferior we are? Is that why KFC and Popeye's have alternate menu items? Are the alternate menu items for White people only? Is this part of the new racism?

Are White people who eat fried chicken ostracized from those White people who don't? Do White people secretly eat fried chicken? If a White woman/man marries a Black person, does that mean that if the White man or woman refuses to eat said fried chicken, that that constitutes grounds for divorce?

Is there some secret society that watches over white people to make sure that they don't eat fried chicken? Will they report their neighbors if the smell of fried chicken is coming from their house? The Fool wants to know as this has been bothering the fool for some time now. By the way... the same can be said about watermelon, which happens to be one of the healthiest fruits available. The Fool could write a book on this one. Can someone help me out on this??? I mean, after being ridiculed and laughed at for well over 300 years, it would seem to me that you Negroes would be getting tired of this sort of shit.

Where do We Start?

The Fool has been cogitating again.

The last couple of days the fool has been visiting various and sundry "Black blogs"

just to...you know... get a feel of what's going on in the black community. Contrary to popular white belief, there is no PBN(Psychic Black Network) that we, as a people can tap into. I know, I know. For you white people out there reading this, who have the habit of asking a Black person to define the problems of a whole race, the PBN does not exist. It is a white myth. Sorry to burst your bubble. And please stop asking a Black person what the problem is with Black people. It's racist and embarrassing to the black person being asked. The Black person being asked can only give you his or her opinion as an individual. The operative word here is "individual". And if you still feel that what you say to one Black person, you say to all or that you grew up around Black people(sic), that you have a handle on the black experience and you know Black people.... you are a sadly mistaken racist. The Fool stands behind this statement.

Anyway. (Whew) Back to the subject I was attempting to write about. After spending several hours of time that I will never get back, I noticed a trend running through the blogs that I visited. Namely, the art of whining. Next to the Hebrews, we are world class whiners. Every Blog was dedicated to what the Big Giant Heads(white people) were doing to Black people. Yes, there are a few blogs that attempt to tackle the problems of the black community, but not enough. Where do we start? Where do we, as a people begin? In the fools humble opinion, how about simple respect for each other? Not liking each other... just simple respect. As it stands now, we can't even say "hello" to each other without getting cussed out by our women or shot by our men. Saying hello to another man does not mean you are gay nor does "hello" to a women mean, "I want to fuck you". (well most of the time anyway)

It's a start in the right direction, because even as the Fool writes this, another generation is coming along. It's not too late to teach them some simple respect for their fellow human beings. It's not too late to teach them that there is a future for them. It's not???.....???? Oh Lawdy, the Fool is preaching here!! The Fool knows how you Negroes hate to be preached to. That's why the Fool went up on the hill and never came back down. Let me roll on over here, get comfortable and check out the clouds rolling in.

A Fool's Story

Here's a little story the Fool has for you. It's taken from observation and experience. Make of it what you will. For those of you with ADD, it's a very short read.I call it:

One day in the Life of One Black Man

OK. check this out. Dashon is a temp employed by Same Day Hire temporary services. He is assigned to work at Acme Roto Machine Company. Dashon is Black and the job pays $8.75 an hr. with the chance of becoming permanent, which would up his hourly pay to $10.50 an hour.

Mark, who is also employed by Same Day Hire, shows up also. Mark is White.

They are both sitting in the break room waiting for Mr. Elki, their contact. When Mr. Elki comes in, he assigns Dashon to work with Mike and Mark to work with Gene, two of the older workers.

Mike takes Dashon over to a large pile of machinery parts and tells him he has to separate the parts and put them into the proper bins. After showing Dashon around, Mike tells him he will check back with him to see how he is doing in a couple of hours.

Gene takes Mike (the White temp if you're keeping up) over to the shipping area, hands him a broom and tells him he has to keep the area clean and empty the trash. Gene also shows Mark around the plant. They stop off at the lunch area to get coffee and get to know one another. Gene also tells Mark about the break and lunch schedules and just what his job is about. Then Gene escorts Mark back to his work area.

After a couple of hours Mike shows up as promised to see how Dashon is coming along. Dashon has a few problems with the parts he is sorting. It seems some of the bins don't have part numbers and he has had to make guesses as to where certain parts go. Naturally this has slowed him down. Mike is sympathetic with Dashon and shows him where the part numbers are stamped on each peice. He assures him he will go to up to the office "right now" and look for the parts sheet and get them printed out. He tells Dashon to keep up the good work and leaves.

Since it is now two hours into the shift, Mike is sitting on the dock with Gene for first break. Acme Roto Machine takes pride in how they treat their employees. Gene has taken a liking to Mark and has found out that Mark has a wife and a two year old baby girl. They are saving money to move out of mother-in laws house.

Later in the morning Dashon joins them in the lunch room, having worked through break and with the rest of the employees have a quiet lunch.

Dashon goes back to sorting parts. Gene escorts Mark back to his work area, but before leaving ask whether or not Mark has any experience driving fork lift, to which Mark replies "yes".

The day passes with out incident. Dashon is still struggling to sort parts alone, Mark is still sweeping and having conversations with the other employees.

At the end of the shift, both temps leave for the day. Mike and Gene are called into the foreman's office and asked for their assessment of the the two temps. Mike tells his boss that his guy was kinda slow and was having trouble sorting out the parts. Gene says that he had no problems with his guy. As a matter of fact, he learned that his guy could drive forklift and was trying to support a wife and kid.

Guess who got the job?????