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RIP Andrew Breitbart: Gone But Never Forgotten

March 1st, 2012 | By

As the saying goes Make Sure You Tell The Ones You Love How You Feel Before It’s Too Late.  Luckily, I got to share my appreciation for Andrew Breitbart with him and the world at #CPAC.

There are two types of Conservatives I’ve met in my travels.  One group constantly qualifies every statement they make and consider diversity a cause.  Then there are the conservatives that say what they feel and never consider diversity because they focus on commonality from the beginning.  Andrew Breitbart was the latter.

Most of the “tolerant left” who spew hate and evil, vile comments his way never got the chance to meet Andrew.  They never got to see his upbeat tempo, his fearless exuberance, or his endless passion.  They never got to experience his smile that melted your heart, his words that lit up your spirit, or childlike nature that made you shake your head in disbelief that he was the man that brought down ACORN, Anthony Weiner, and gave us the BIGS.

But their hate can’t replace what those of us who had the privilege of knowing Andrew will always remember.  The first time I met him we were at the RightOnline conference.  I saw him at the top of the escalator surrounded by people.  I rushed up to get my chance to meet him and he spotted me the moment I reached the top.  I stuck out my hand to shake his and as I tried to introduce myself, he grabbed me and hugged me and said “Hello, Sonnie.  It’s great to finally meet you.”   He invited me to lunch but I hadn’t even put my things in my room yet, so he stated, really demanded, I take down his phone number and call him when I was settled.  Twenty people were surrounding him and he made me feel like the center of attention.  That’s the Andrew Breitbart I knew.

When Andy Kaufman was spooked about a black face in The Undefeated, I fired back with a scathing article.  Many news organizations, radio shows and online publications contacted me for an interview.  Every single one of them focused on media bias and unfair treatment of conservatives.  Andrew Breitbart was hosting the Dennis Miller show that week and invited me on as a guest.  I just knew he would spend the entire time talking about alleged racism in the Tea Party or the Left’s attack on blacks on the right, instead we spoke about my mission, God, and how we were going to save this country.  He never once brought up Kaufman.  That was the Andrew Breitbart I knew.

This year at #CPAC Andrew requested that I introduce him.  I took it as an honor.  I sent him a copy of my intro and sent me a tweet saying he was glad I accepted.  When I arrived at CPAC I asked him what he thought of my intro.  He said he didn’t read it; he trusted me to say what needed to be said.  As we sat in the room waiting for Andrew to give his KEYNOTE speech, he grabbed a piece of paper and started to jot down little notes.  I asked him what he was doing, he said “writing my speech”.  As we stood behind the big screen and waited to take the stage, I started to feel the butterflies in my stomach.  He looked at me, holding my stomach, and said “this sounds like some hard core porn music”.  I laughed uncontrollably and said Thank You for reminding me who I’m introducing.”  That is the Andrew Breitbart I knew.

But the one thing that sticks out in my mind the most was leaving the stage as he walked on.  He grabbed me and hugged me so tight. I was trying to give him the stage he rightfully deserved and he looked me dead in my eyes and said Thank You.  That is the Andrew Breitbart I choose to remember.

I never got to meet his wife or his kids.  I would’ve told them thank you for sharing him with us.  Thank you for handling the attacks and lies and letting him be who God put him on this earth to be.  Thank you for allowing him to inspire so many of us to stand up and fight for the country we love.  Thank you for being the reason he fought.  Just Thank You, God Bless You, and know that you are in our prayers.

But…..OUR TEARS CAN’T LAST for there is still work to be done.  Andrew Breitbart did not want followers. HE WANTED LEADERS.  He wanted those of us who felt afraid to speak our beliefs to be silent no more.  He wanted us to know our voice was as powerful and necessary as any on the left.  He wanted us to understand WE THE PEOPLE are the last line of defense for this country and our silence could no longer be accepted.  He wanted us to know the -isms (racism, sexism) shouldn’t scare us but should embolden us.  But most of all, he wanted us to know we weren’t alone and if he could do it there was no reason we couldn’t.

Now the question is will you remember Andrew Breitbart with a tweet, a blog, a radio show, or with results.  You only have two choices America or Occupy.  Decide.

The Relationship of Politics Part 2

February 2nd, 2012 | By

So my male friends got a kick out of Part 1 but refuse to believe the same rules apply to them.  #GameOn

It’s Friday night and the boys are ready to hit the town.  “I’m gonna find me a bad ho tonight.”  “Yeah, you know those bitches from the southside are off the hook.”  (Don’t get mad at me over the language.  I have 5 brothers.  This is what the conversation sounds like.)

They get to the club and instantly seek out the baddest girl there.  She is pop, lock, and dropping it all over the place.  All the guys want her but Tre knows one of her girls, so she introduces him to Miss Thang.  He spends the night filling her with drinks and mean grilling any dude that would come to close to hitting on her.   The end of the night rolls around and Tre takes Miss Thang home and Miss Thang makes him feel good.

The next morning Tre wakes up and Miss Thang is not laying beside him.  He wipes the cold from his eyes and instantly checks his pants for his wallet.  GONE.  His chain, GONE.  She even took his class ring.  Tre yells out, “Bitch”.

Guys, your response should be simple, “Just like a Democrat.”

The same rules from Part 1 apply.  Democrats want to make you feel good and they don’t care what they have to do to accomplish that goal.  It’s only after you get that feeling do you realize what it really cost you.  Since you never questioned Miss Thang you have no idea where to find her or how to hold her accountable for her thievery.  And in the end, you have no one to blame but yourself because you set out to find a Bitch and you got exactly what you were looking for.  If you set out to find a political party that will take care of your feelings, don’t be surprised when they tell you exactly how you should feel.

Now Tre is pissed and he really needs that feeling that someone wants him.  His phone rings, it’s his Jump Off.  Tre and his Jump Off have a checkered history.  He’s cheated on her, she’s cheated on him but they still flirt with each other when times get tough.  Jump off says. “I really want to see you. I miss you.  You know nobody else can do you like I can.”

Tre agrees to spend the day with Jump Off.  She makes him breakfast, washes his clothes, and they spend the day lounging around the house enjoying each others company.   Jump off conveniently leaves her light bill on the counter and Tre rewards her for inflating his ego by giving her the money to pay it.  About 7:30 that night, Jump Off’s phone rings and she takes the call in the bathroom.  A few minutes later she comes out and tells Tre he has to go.  (ie, Allen West in FL.  Think about it)  She got what she needed and now she needs to make room for her real man to swing through.

Guys, your response should be simple, “Just like a Republican.”

The same rules apply from Part 1.  Republicans have a short term memory about what you’ve done for them.  When it’s a choice between who’s currently there and who they deem to be most important, the current occupier gets the boot.  The Jump Off forgets her real man hasn’t called her in two weeks or stormed out after their last date because she dared to ask for a real relationship.  She goes back to what she wants and forgets about the one that shows up when she needs him the most.

Tre leaves the Jump Off really, really pissed and there is only one thing he can do.  He calls his Bun Bun.  With Bun Bun he knows he won’t get his ego stroked.  He knows she won’t let him come and lay in her bed.  He knows he better call ahead of time and ask if she is hungry because she isn’t getting up to cook for him after he’s spent the night before and the entire day running through different women.  Bun Bun will open her doors and let him in but she will refuse to listen to his sob stories about how the Miss Thang and Jump Off have done him wrong.

Bun Bun hits him with a gut check.  “You’re stupid for spending all your damn money on those chicks in the club.  How do you expect to pay off your school debt if you keep wasting money?  I don’t know why you keep dealing with Jump Off when you know she only calls you when she needs you to take care of one of her bills.  And I hope you didn’t think you was gonna come up in here and ruin my night because you keep doing the same silly shit over and over again.  At some point in time you need to grow up.”

Tre doesn’t want to hear it but he knows she’s RIGHT.  He looks at Bun Bun and says to himself, “If I were ever going to marry a girl, it would definitely be her”.

Yeah, Bun Bun is just like a “Conservative”.

The Relationship of Politics

February 2nd, 2012 | By

Many of the conversations I have within my inner circle, amongst my family and friends, often lead me back to political comparisons.  There is a neat trick I’ve learned and I want to share it with you.  This mostly works with females but can be tweaked to apply to men as well.

Let’s start at the beginning….

Your friend comes to you and says, “Girl I met this guy the other night and he was the bomb.  We was at the club and he was paying for the drinks, dropping money like it was nothing.  He took me home in his brand new truck.  I was in heaven.”

At this point you say, “Good for you.”  You don’t express your concern for the fast pace of the relationship, nor do you try to convince her all that glitters is not gold because if you do, she’ll call you jealous or hater.

For a two week period expect that friend to disappear, not to answer her phone or stop by for those unexpected visits.  You have to understand she is wrapped up in how good everything feels.  She has romanticized this man in her mind and is in love with the idea of being in love.  SHE FEELS.  And for her that is stronger than the commonsense of her girlfriends.

A month later, that friend will show up on your doorstep with tears in her eyes.  Her dreams met up with reality.  She finds out he had that nice truck because he lives in his mother’s basement.  He owes her so much money that she finally decides to kick him out.  Now he is laying on her couch, playing video games, eating her food, and not contributing to any of the household expenses.  Plus, now he doesn’t want her going to the club, hanging with the girls, or having conversation he doesn’t agree with.  She is venting, “His ass has to go.”

But when she goes home he’s cleaned the house, cooked dinner, ran her a bath, and she regains that feeling of how lucky she is.  He takes her shopping, buys her new shoes, a new outfit, and even gets her hair and nails done.  Now this is what she was expecting.

The next week, he’s back on the couch, video games, and pizza boxes everywhere.

When she comes to vent your response should be simple, “Just like a Democrat.”

The Democrats’ platform revolves around making people feel good.  There is this utopia out there just waiting for you and all you have to do is let them into your house, onto your couch, monitoring your conversations and all will be right with the world.  Of course, you’ll get upset with them from time to time but instead of changing their habits (their platform), they’ll throw you something nice to get you feeling good again. 

So what is a Republican?….

So, your friend finally decides homeboy has to get off the couch and out the house because she can’t let his lies, letdowns, and excuses ruin her life any further.

There’s this guy that works with her.  He asks her out once a week but she always says no because the rumor around the office is he’s insensitive and neglectful.  On Monday, he brings her a single red rose and leaves it at her desk.  On Tuesday, he restocks all her supplies before she gets in, giving her 30 extra minutes to fully awaken for the day.  On Wednesday, he brings up the perfect cup of coffee and a delicious blueberry muffin.  On Thursday, he brings her another single red rose, restocks her supplies, brings her the perfect cup of coffee and delicious blueberry muffin, and she decides to give him a shot.  She agrees to go out with him on Friday night.

Friday morning he doesn’t come to work and Friday evening, after she’s primped and pressed for their date, he doesn’t show up.  He doesn’t even bother to call.

When she comes to vent your response should be simple, “Just like a Republican.”

The Republican platform sounds good and is often backed up with some results.  The problem comes when you finally decide to give them a chance and they change their minds about your relevancy.  Their main motive is to get you to say yes and then conveniently forget they ever asked you  in the first place.

So your friend comes to you with the argument, “All men are dogs and all the good ones are married.” 

You answer, “John Doe has been there all along.”

Now she will be pissed because Joe Doe is boring and predictable.  He works six days a week and spends all his free time volunteering at the church or coaching his son’s little league team.  He doesn’t want to take her out on a date because he’s cheap and doesn’t want to spend the money.  He’d rather cook for her and catch a movie off cable.  His shoe game is weak, hell he doesn’t own a single pair of Jordans.  And he always wears a simple white shirt, he has no class and no style.

Your answer should be simple, “That’s just like a conservative.”

He doesn’t make you promises he can’t keep or raise your expectations beyond reality.  He works six days a week and never spends money frivolously because he has dreams of owning a house with land.  He doesn’t buy expensive clothes because he believes in constantly padding his savings accounts.  You call him boring but he’s stable.   You call him average or plain but he has his priorities in line.  You overlook him, when he’s everything you’ve been looking for.

Yeah, “He’s just like a conservative.”

I Want To Support Newt Gingrich BUT…..He Has a Glass Jaw

February 1st, 2012 | By

I really hate to start a blog with a qualification but today I think it’s necessary.  I wanted Sarah Palin to be our next President.  I even told her I would dedicate an entire year to making that dream a reality.  Alas, she declined to run and we are left with Romney, Gingrich, Santorum, and Paul.  What is a newly activated conservative to do?

Most people call Ron Paul a nut job and I have to admit I’ve joined in the banter of laughing at his expense.  But one thing can be said about Ron Paul that no other candidate in the race can claim; you know where he stands on every issue.  Welfare reform, massive spending, excessive debt, etc.; he always brings it back to a loss of liberty and the Constitution.  It’s starting to make more sense than I would like to admit. Plus his message of the disparagement of arrest and imprisonment of minorities in our judicial system attracts a lot of blacks into at least listening to his message.

A lot of people call Rick Santorum the true Conservative with nothing to be ashamed of in his past.  Cool but he also has nothing that inspires me about the future.  If I wanted a Sunday school teacher or at-risk counselor, then I would definitely call Rick Santorum.  But what really pissed me off about Santorum is when he went on the attack about the lack of social awareness in the black community with the issue of abortion, two parent homes, and government dependency (which had me looking at him in a totally different and optimistic light), he shrunk down and apologized to the race baiters like what he said was wrong.

Mitt Romney is the inevitable candidate.  The most electable candidate.  Following in the Republican tradition, since he lost in the primaries last election and Mike Huckabee decided not to run; all the in house Republicans threw their support his way.  I say “in-house” Republicans because the term establishment really means nothing to me.  Outside of Romneycare, his once pro-abortion stance, his 2nd amendment pitfalls, and the attacks that will surely come from the Mormon view of blacks; Romney’s main downfall with me is his lack conservative principles.  During the debate over his finances (which I’m glad he made millions in the free market system), Romney stated he turned his investments over to a blind trust 10 years ago to avoid any conflict of interest while running for President; then I hear he changed his position on abortion, 2nd amendment, etc three years later.  I can do the math, you are telling the people what they want to hear, not what’s really in you heart.  We don’t believe you.

Which leaves me with Newt Gingrich.  Where to start?  The ethics violations brought about by Democrats to diminish the face of a newly elected Republican majority in Congress.  All but one charge was dropped and Gingrich was found not guilty on the last charge once he was out of office.  Gingrich was voted out of power by his fellow Republicans after four years of a (current corrupt political accounting) balanced budget, $405 Billion in debt reduction, and major Welfare Reform.  I’ve listened to his fellow Republicans reasoning for the ouster but have paid more attention to what they did once they got the majority and the White House.  Let’s just say we haven’t seen a balanced budget, debt reduction, or any major reform since; not to mention the deficit started under a Republican administration and being administered steroids under the Democrats.  Last but not least, the multiple marriages and infidelity.  I never criticized Bill Clinton for his infidelity, not because it wasn’t important but because I’ve run the table on sin in my lifetime.  I truly believe in not throwing stones when you live in a glass house; plus Gingrich has said he’s repented and if it’s a lie then God will punish him worse than my judgement ever could.

But there are things that inspire me when it comes to Newt.  “We must build strong local governments so once we start shrinking the Federal Government, local communities are able to handle the added responsibility.”  That has been a main platform of my argument everywhere I speak.  Many average citizens believe they have no real control over the government and unless we begin to bring them into the process and allow them to shoulder the burden of creating the America they want to leave to their children, the Big Government Liberals will continue to have an iron fist on Urban areas with victimization and race as their ammunition.  And while Newt is catching a lot of flack over his comments about a moon colony, my seven year old daughter (who is in love with everything pink and fashion related, puke) watched his speech with me and afterwards told me she wanted to be an astronaut because she thought it would be cool to visit and maybe live on the moon.  Her comments made me pause and realize the power of really dreaming big.  What really inspires me the most, by far, is his unwillingness to cave when called out on racial arguments.  Gingrich called Obama the Food Stamp President.  The left called Gingrich a racist.  Gingrich is still calling Obama the Food Stamp President and backed it up with an offer to debate Al Sharpton on the issue.  He is unafraid to match rhetoric with principles and results.

Let me pause for a moment to answer a question I know is coming from my fellow conservatives.  Why does it have to be about race?  Why do you keep talking about the black community when we have to save all of America?  Let me be as plain as I possibly can.  Everyone of us has one vote and with that one vote we are to do what is best for us individually, what is best for our families, and what is best for our communities.  That is how we do what is best for our country.  Now you should understand why I’m beginning to see Ron Paul’s point of view.  I am black, my family is black, and I live in a black community.  I can not ignore my reality.  If I am to campaign for a Presidential candidate in my community, I have to start with the issues that matter to the people that live in my community.  It greatly helps my cause when the candidate has the backing of Tomas Sowell, J C Watts, Herman Cain, and most blacks in my inner circle and my social networking list.  I am constantly called upon to do minority outreach but often preached to for talking about issues highly prevalent in the black community.  You are already an open conservative, I don’t need to convince you.  Please back off and let me do what God has put me here to accomplish.

With that being said, I don’t feel I would have to coach Newt on what to say and what not to say.  He says he is willing to take his message of Food Stamps vs Paychecks, Dependency vs Independence, and Freedom vs Government Bureaucracy to every ethnicity in every community and trust the people to choose their children’s future over Big Government.  And I would love to see such spreading of Conservative Principles and fearless delivery take place.  It would be nice to have a candidate who hasn’t forgotten or written off the black community.  Am I wrong in wanting as much attention paid to the black community as is paid to the Latino community?

Now here comes the BUT….

Newt Gingrich has a GLASS JAW.  Let me explain for the Hip Hop challenged. This is the guy that is willing to start a fight but when the fight is brought to him, he gets flustered or fearful.  It’s the guy who is willing to throw a punch but his jaw doesn’t absorb one without shattering into a million pieces.  That’s Newt Gingrich.  In the beginning, when all his staffers walked out, Gingrich stated he would continue to run and he would run a positive campaign befitting this great nation. Round 1 in Iowa, Gingrich took a pounding.  Romney attacked from a distance, with the help from his Pacs to keep his hands clean, and Newt stayed positive.  This was the first sign of a Glass Jaw, the desire not to fight.  Round 2, Newt basically wrote off NH.  This is the second sign of a Glass Jaw, refusing to fight on someone else’s home turf.  Round 3, South Carolina and Newt regained his swagger and confidence.  In front of the home crowd, so to speak, the man with the glass jaw isn’t afraid to fight.  He feeds off the crowd blowing his head up and this is when he strikes.  He doesn’t fight from a distance, no he gets up close and personal with direct attacks on his opponent.  He wins and marches on with an over inflated ego.  Round 4, Florida and he should expect to get hit back but his ego doesn’t allow him to plan for the inevitable.  So when he is hit with a two piece combo of $17 million worth of negative ads and a poor debate performance his jaw shatters and he starts complaining about it not being fair and everybody’s picking on me. 

What did you expect?  The media would suddenly get on your side?  Romney not to spend his war chest to bring you down?  The “in-house” Republicans who love spending tax payer money on Big Government solutions (as long as it’s their Big Government solutions) to suddenly want reform and real change?  Conservatives, who want a fighter, to back a candidate that can be so easily thrown off his game? Or did you think the Reagan Conservative trademark would insulate you from all attacks?

We can’t have another 4 years of Obama in the White House.  This is the deciding election of our lifetime.  We can’t run Obama-lite and expect to win.  But we also can’t run a candidate that will shatter under the weight of Obama’s political machine.  Mitt Romney’s primary attacks will be a school yard fight compared to the heavy weight brawl of the actual election.  I don’t see a Glass Jaw withstanding the attack of the Liberal onslaught.  If the Newt Gingrinch of Florida’s Lincoln Day dinner speech and Florida concession speech can show up in Nevada, then I will throw my support behind Newt Gingrich.  If he continues to show his jaw is fragile, I will vote my conscience on election day but I refuse to campaign or support the “in-house” Republicans and their pick for President.

P.S.  The fifth and final sign of a Glass Jaw is also the definition of insanity; continuing to do the same thing and expecting different results.

Alan Colmes I Dare You To Take the Welfare Challenge

December 28th, 2011 | By

Every time I see Alan Colmes giving his opinion on how caring and loving Liberals/Progressives are to minorities I silently wish that I could shoot through the TV.  I have really good aim and I always imagine the bullet piercing the spot on his chest where his heart should be.  Then I think about spending my life behind bars and he hardly seems worth it.  Plus, I think death would be to good for the saviour of us poor, stupid black folk.  How about giving him the Ezekiel experience and make him live among the people he’s spent his political life defending and protecting, according to him.

Here’s the challenge!  Let’s play a real game of spread the wealth and start at home.  The first step Colmes is to give up all your possessions that put you in the 1% and don’t worry I’ll redistribute them equally.  Where to start?

Your house.  No more gated community for you.  Well, that’s not exactly true.  Instead of the gates meant to keep people out, I’ll replace them with the gates meant to keep the poor in.  You know that affordable public housing you always spout as a positive.  And don’t you worry about the roaches and rats, it shows how progressive you are towards animal rights to co-exist with bugs and vermin.  Just think of all the respect you’ll get from Peta.  #Winning.

There’s just one little catch.  You can’t get the benefits of public housing if you are in a stable two parent married household.  So first you would have to divorce your wife.  Don’t worry though, you can still stay together.  Her name just can’t be on the lease and you’ll have to live with the threat that if the government ever found out she lived with you, you would lose your housing privileges and be forced to move within 2 weeks of their discovery. 

Your Bank Account.  It’s soooooo unfair you’ve worked your entire life and have money to show for it.  We’ll have to change that immediately.  Uncle Teddy has played $20 on the lottery every day for the last 20 years and when we switch your bank account to his name, he’ll finally feel like he’s hit the jackpot.  Just imagine the look on his daughters’ face when she realizes all the days she didn’t get lunch money because he saw 1-2-4 in a dream finally paid off.

Plus, you’ll get the benefit of being able to apply for $145 a month tax free from the government.  That should take care of all your needs; your personal hygiene products, household cleaning products, washing clothes, etc.  Just think of all the jobs you’ll be saving by creating such a huge demand for everyday goods.  That $1,740 a year can save the American economy.

Your 401K.  Why did you plan for retirement when Social Security is the greatest thing since sliced bread?  We can’t have you going off into your yonder years sitting on a stack of money.  Who are you to plan for your own future?  Plus, Mrs. Mattie saved her entire life so she could retire at ’60.  Then RonRon got arrested and she put her house up to bail him out.  Him skipping town really wasn’t her fault.  Let’s give her your security nest and let you pray your rise in SS benefits matches that of inflation. 

P.S.  Don’t get upset when you try to schedule a doctor’s appointment and they give you an appointment in 9 or 10 months.  Your cancer can wait until a doctor who accepts Medicare is able to see you.  And just because the blue pill makes you feel better doesn’t mean you should have it. The red pill works just as well and the throwing up and stomach pains are just pesky side effects.

Your Car.  How dare you have personal transportation when it still runs on that planet killing gasoline.  Don’t you know global warming is real?  Haven’t you saw Al Gore’s movie?  Even if it’s a hybrid, it was manufactured using fossil fuels for electricity.  Plus, Grandma Nellie could really use that car.  She has to catch four different buses to get across town to her minimum wage job because she can’t afford to live in the neighborhood in which she works.   Again, #winning.

And no need to thank me.  Because you don’t have a vehicle, you could actually get your $145 a month raised to $160.  That should cover the cost of your use of public transportation.  When your local government raises the cost for each transfer, don’t think about how it’s cutting into your budget.  That’s selfish.  Just think of all the union employees that will retire at age 50 with a healthy pension.

Your love of Restaurants.  Can you say foodstamps?  They don’t take EBT cards at Red Lobster.  Need I say more?  But you can work it your advantage.  Somebody on the street will give you .50 cent on the dollar and you can use half your food money for the month just to taste the cheddar biscuits.  Yum.

Your Job.  Putting time, effort, and energy into building a career is so Right Wing.  I couldn’t bare the thought of your hard work actually paying off and allowing you to be interviewed on O’Reilly, hosting your own radio show, or getting paid for other speaking engagements.  That’s how “The Man” holds down people of color and limited means.  “The Man” branches out into multiple sectors preventing the little guy from getting a shot.  Some people, like yourself, need to get out of the way and let an unknown take over.  It’s only fair.

Your Credit Score.  Paying your bills on time shouldn’t be reserved for those who live within their means and it’s not the fault of those who want more out of life than they are willing to work for.  All the blame should go to credit card companies that extend credit to people who don’t understand APR or recurring fees.  Take 19 year old Lil C who graduated from a public school that never taught him how to balance a check book so he went  out and bought a car with a 28% interest rate.  Never mind he had a 220 credit score because his mother had a credit card in his name.  If we give him your 780 score, he can refinance the car and actually pay it off before it breaks down.  Say it with me, #winning.

You get no real benefit from bad credit.  Really, it sucks.

Your Children’s College Fund.  Just because once upon a time you had money, doesn’t mean your children should get a free ride towards higher education.  Such privileges are a tool of the “The Man’s” master plan to stick the poor with debt they could never pay off.  So let your children take out $150,000 in loans to go to a school they only qualify for because of the color of their skin and major in Progressive Indoctrination.  Then don’t question why they can’t find a job to pay off the skyrocketing cost of tuition.

 Then you can be extra excited that they cut off the video game, get off the couch, and hang out at Occupy Mediocrity, rather than starting a business or engineering the new technology of the future.  Just think about it.  It didn’t cost you a single red cent.  You beat me to it, #winning.

And the last thing,  Your ID.  You know us poor minorities don’t own a birth certificate or social security card so it’s impossible for us to get an ID.  Be happy your old and every corner store that sells liquor and cigarettes won’t card you when you need to soak yourself in alcohol and vice to forget about how much your new life sucks.  And because you’re not of Hispanic descent when they card you for being drunk in public and you can’t show them proof of identity, they’ll just throw you in jail and wait for your prints to come back.  Don’t worry though, I’ll standby as they handcuff you and throw you in the back of a police car and complain about the unfairness of your treatment.  Then I’ll get my black behind into my car, bought with my good credit; drive to my home to sleep in my bed and prepare for the next day of fighting for and appreciating everything I’ve worked for.  

I dare you, or any of your lefty welfare is good buddies, to take the challenge.  Walk a couple miles in the shoes you’ve fought for.  Then tell me again how more people living in your welfare traps is a good thing.  Convince me the best thing for minorities is to accept the bullshit you call a worthy cause.  We are tired of being your charity case and when the majority of the black community awakens to your lies, you’ll wish I really could shoot through the TV.

Newt Gingrich & The I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T Woman

December 6th, 2011 | By

It’s time to take a look at Newt.  First, a few admissions.  During the ’90’s I wasn’t paying attention to the White House, the House of Representatives, or anything else politically orientated.  I don’t know Newts’ tactics as Speaker of the House or how he wielded and controlled the power he held.  To make it even worse, I’m going to use the words of the left to justify my points. 

Sorry Newt, I don’t know how this will end but here goes.

Whenever the left needs to justify their massive policy failures, they always like to point back to the days of Clinton.  Bill Clinton left us with a balanced budget, a government surplus (which is a lie because we were still in massive debt), and a revamped and reformed welfare system.  In there finger pointing they forget one important fact, The President can’t pass a budget or set reform law.  He can only sign or veto the bills brought to his desk.  I’m just a Bill, a friendly reminder of how the process works.

So when those Senators and Representatives were arguing about welfare reform, Newt Gingrich was there.  And when Bill Clinton vetoed the first bill, Newt Gingrich was still there pushing and forcing his hand, (Boehner could learn from History).  And when Clinton vetoed the second welfare reform bill, Newt Gingrich held firm until a third bill was finally signed into law.   Clinton is to be afforded some kudos in this process.  He meet with the Republican controlled Congress.  He worked with Newt in the House and Trent Lott in the Senate.  But if it weren’t an election year, Bill Clinton would’ve never signed welfare reform. 

With all that being said, let’s jump to the I-N-D-E-P-E-D-E-N-T woman.  She has her own house, her own car, two jobs, work hard…..She a bad broad.  This sentiment is new to our culture.  Let me explain.  Before 2000, black women were still looked at as victims.  Remember most welfare programs were targeted towards young single women with children.  The Personal Responsibility and Work Opportunity Act also targeted these women.  It put restrictions on length of welfare assistance and required some form of employment to recieve benefits. 

Star Parker is a great example of this time period.  And in her book  Uncle Sam’s Plantation, you can read all about her story.

Most women on welfare were forced to go home and get jobs or go back to school.  It was no longer fun to be on welfare.  A decade later, you have the independent woman movement.  Women who not only refuse to wait for a man but also refuse to wait for the government.  These woman have households on their back, children to mold,  and undying spirit to do what HAS to be done.   They don’t care about politics or policies and they could give a damn about Newt Gingrich or Bill Clinton but in my opinion that was the beauty of Newt’s plan.

He removed the option of government assistance from the lives of women who were brought up under its influence.  He removed himself, bureaucrats, and dangling carrots from the lives of poor woman and those women pulled themselves up by the bootstraps.  They didn’t do it because of Newt.  These women didn’t take personal responsibility because government demanded them.  They were pushed into a corner and they did what most Americans do best, Found A Way To Conquer. 

In my personal circle, no one over thirty five is on or would accept welfare.  It’s something about the time period that molded these women that I look up to.   I see how tired they are while still claiming they want to go the club.  I see how scared they are no matter how hard they try to raise their children right, the world has more influence.  I see how stubborn they are to admit every once in a while they need help because their independence means everything to them.  And it’s not just financial independence.  It’s the mental independence to say I don’t care who’s in office, I’m going to do what HAS to be done to take care of me and mine.

Would this attitude exist if Newt Gingrich hadn’t pushed welfare reform?  Your guess is as good as mine.  But he did push welfare reform and he did fight to have it passed.  Whether you would grant him credit or not, his reasoning has come to fruition.  The modern I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T woman is proof.