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Another Democrat shamelessly politicizing the assassination attempt on Congresswoman Giffords: James Clyburn edition
I am disturbed by the events that happened in Tucson on Saturday. I am even more disturbed (and disappointed) by the events that have happened since the massacre on Saturday.
I am disturbed that the media immediately jumped in to politicize the whole gruesome affair. Trying to blame Governor Palin and the Tea Party for this crazed killer’s actions is a new low (even for the main stream media). ” I’m disturbed but not surprised” may be the more accurate statement. After all, most of the media are the bottom feeders of our society. Pathetic idiots.
I am disturbed that the Pima County sheriff appeared on national television and showed his true leftist colors by blaming the right for this tragedy. Instead of bringing calm and reason to the situation (which is his job), he has fueled more hateful rhetoric. He should be ashamed of himself. Pathetic idiot.
I am disturbed that James Clyburn (D- SC) appeared on Fox yesterday and said it appears that since the shooter didn’t get his way at the ballot box in November then he would use his 2nd amendment right to get his way. What? I guess we shouldn’t be surprised by this statement considering the source but the fact that he said it so soon after the tragedy makes me sick. Clyburn should also be ashamed of himself. Pathetic idiot.
These are all things that have made me wonder how much lower can we sink? As disturbing as all these things are, there is one question that has caused me to lose sleep. Where are the parents of this killer and where have they been over the last few years? How can you not see your son slipping further and further into darkness? It was reported today that a sinister shrine was found in their backyard (complete with a replica of a human skull and ceremonial candles). How could you possibly miss that in your backyard? Not much has been reported about the parents (yet). Since we know so little about the home situation, it’s not fair to lay blame on the family until we know more. Maybe they both worked long hours and weren’t home much? Maybe they tried to get help but were turned away? Time will tell. I have a 21 year old son and I am wondering…..what would I do if I felt like he was falling over the cliff of insanity? Would I look the other way because it’s too painful to see my child this way? Would I look the other way because it’s embarrassing to admit that my child isn’t perfect? Would I look the other way because I’m afraid that my child may hurt me if I confronted him? Would I look the other way out of the guilt I felt for not being able to help him? I hope that I never have to answer these questions but I’m just curious…what would you do?
Bridget in SC
RACISM! Democrats humiliate James Clyburne, telling him to get to the back of the bus as an "assistant" to a white man. Awaiting Race Industry Defcon One exactly never
These people are so shamelessly hypocritical I am embarrassed I ever called myself a Democrat.
If Republicans had demoted a black man and made him an “assistant” anything, Al Sharpton, Jesse Jackson, and Henry Gates would be having seisures in the street.
Then, the three of them would drop to their knees in gratitude that the GOP did something so un-PC as to keep their Race Industry hucksterism relevant.
But, because these are Democrats humiliating “civil rights icon” Clyborne, it’s okay.
This is like gay leaders in Chicago being fine with Palatine Democrat committeewoman Sue Walton calling Andrew Breitbart homophobic slurs…while simultaneously branding Bill Brady a bigot in Illinois.
A homonym for Liberalism.
And not in the Sue Walton pejorative way.
One of the most interesting dinners we had last year after the election was on the Southside of Chicago, in the home of a very prominent member of the black community here — someone, like Hillary Clinton herself, who we would literally go to the gates of Hell and back for. We love this person, but were always very careful about criticizing Jesse Jackson, Al Sharpton, Henry Gates, or the other national race hucksters around her because, simply, she’s black and all of us are white guys. We had no idea where she stood on Jackson, and never wanted to get into any racial issues with her.
Well, imagine our surprise when at that table she and the dozen or so others, mainly black, around her all let into not only Jackson and Sharpton but Dr. Utopia, too.
The general consensus was that Dr. Utopia had spoiled it for everyone, but it would take Americans a while to realize it.
They were, of course, talking about the Race Industry — something black people have profited from in one way or another for a long time, and not just the Jacksons and Sharptons and their ilk. “White guilt” has been a powerful tool for black community development for a very long time — an effective and easy to use tool, for those in the know who knew how to push all the right buttons and handle things the most manipulative way.
Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson were just the most blatant in what they do. They literally go to corporate America and extort millions of dollars for their fictitious charities…where charity most certainly starts and finishes in the opulence of their own homes. As the article above notes, Sharpton and Jackson team up, head over to a company they seemingly pick from the phone book, accuse them of having too few black people working there, and then demand a payoff for “consulting fees in the area of diversity training” to halt any plans this dynamic duo have for picketing and protesting the company and generally shutting down business operations as usual.
Those of us in Chicago recognize these tactics because it’s more or less the sort of thing another Al, with the surname Capone, used to do…and it was lucrative for him, too. Capone would visit legitimate businesses and tell them they weren’t safe enough…that they were in danger of burning to the ground…that their employees were very likely to be riddled with bullets…and that there weren’t enough of Capone’s protectees working there. The business either paid the “consulting fees” to Capone and did as he said, or it was burned to the ground.
The more things change, the more they stay the same. Sharpton and Jackson aren’t arsonists, but they do their level best to bring down reputations in flames, whenever someone doesn’t pay up.
A tier below Sharpton and Jackson are the Henry Gates and Spike Lee race-baiters, who make their fortunes by encouraging racial grievances in the form of “scholarship” or “art”. Gates is a well-paid Harvard professor who race-baits to pay the bills; Harvard indulges him, lets him teach whole courses on grievance, and gives him a platform to wail and scream from. Lee makes millions of dollars from his victimhood movies, and generates constant attention for himself by accusing everyone under the sun of being racist. RAAACIST!
For all of these men, shouting RAAACIST! as loud as they can has been the equivalent of parrots squawking for crackers. The louder they squawk, the more they are fed. The more innocent people they accuse of being RAAACISTS!, the more media attention they get. For Gates, that attention means more speaking engagements and book deals. For Lee, that means bigger box office for his latest tripe. For Sharpton and Jackson, that attention means more fear to strike into the hearts of corporate America…since these two clowns are only powerful so long as Ivy League idiots in their Brooks Brothers finest actually live in terror of their exploits.
Now, most of you out there can see this part of the Race Industry, and it’s what the article talks about. But what you don’t see are the good people in the black community who use white guilt and liberal fools to do real good in poor, urban areas…good they could never do if wealthy people weren’t so easy to manipulate with racial narratives.
There are an awful lot of liberals who live in gated communities who like telling people how often they watch Oprah, how happy they are Halle Berry and Denzel Washington and Cuba Gooding Jr. and Whoopi Goldberg won Oscars, how gleeful they were to vote for Dr. Utopia, and how much they think Mrs. Utopia is the world’s greatest fashion icon. These people would never be caught dead south of the Loop, unless they are attending an art gallery opening in Hyde Park or taking a class at University of Chicago. But, they also love telling all their friends how they donated this or that sum to “those poor black people on the Southside”.
Instead of hitting these people on the head with Capone-style racial cudgels, there are smarter Race Industry experts who manipulate gullible liberals to hand over large sums to community projects that actually need that money.
And you know what, more power to these people. While we despise Sharpton, Jackson, Gates, and Lee, we love the people who work so hard for so little personally, devoting their lives to milking white guilt for all its worth…to actually improve black communities.
These people are playing the hands they are dealt expertly, and we have to admire that.
But, Dr. Utopia has been a critical blow to the Race Industry…a hole in the ship that’s going to sink it in time. No one knows how long that will take, but those on the ground know it’s coming.
There were many people in the black community who did not want Dr. Utopia to win…because the black community at large invested everything they had in this one man, who was the wrong man to put all their trust in. Dr. Utopia will not do a damn thing for the black community. But, by racializing the 2008 campaign to the extent Dr. Utopia and his followers did…and by insisting anyone who didn’t vote for him was RAAACIST! and anyone who criticizes anything he does is RAAACIST! and anyone who thinks of opposing him or his socialist agenda is RAAACIST!, these people have evaporated 99% of white guilt.
Only the most left of the Leftists still feel any white guilt, now that we have “the historic first black president”.
All those old lines about “the man” keeping black people down and not helping black people get anywhere ring hollow with “the historic first black president” in the White House.
What are the excuses now?
It’s harder to use any of the old tricks on those wealthy liberals, too, because they assume the “historic first black president” is actually doing things for the black community. Because, the logic dictates, if he’s not, then who on Earth would? If these liberals worked so hard to put Dr. Utopia in office and create the “historic first black president”, these liberals think that “historic first black president” should actually be doing something…anything…for the black community.
And if he’s got that job covered, then these liberals are now free to do other things.
Their great burden has been lifted…conveniently at a time when their stocks are down and incomes have dropped considerably.
The black community is now largely on its own…inconveniently at a time when its longtime supporters believe the government should now take their place as patron at large for urban community projects.
We’re in unprecedented territory with all of this, but within a few years, watch Sharpton, Jackson, Gates, Lee, and their ilk be out of business. It’s not going to happen overnight, but people are going to start loudly asking why all this hucksterism is still going on when there’s a black president…one who wins Nobel Prizes and all sorts of elite awards…so what more does the black community want?
They have a Nobel Prize winning black president who said he was going to solve everyone’s problems.
So, what is he doing?
Corporations will ultimately grow spines and fight back against Sharpton and Jackson, in particular, because all the cries of RAAACISM! have cheapened and diluted the accusation itself. If everyone in this country is RAAACIST, then nobody is.
Anyone who supported Hillary Clinton or McCain/Palin against Dr. Utopia last year was called a RAAACIST. That, combined, is more than half the country, counting the primaries and general election. If not drinking the Kool-Aid and accepting Dr. Utopia as our new personal savior makes people RAAACISTS, then why would anyone fear being called a RAAACIST again?
When we were younger, being called a FAG! was a big deal.
It was a scary, scary thing to be called that on the playground, with all attention suddenly thrust on us. We’d spend the next few weeks watching every hand gesture, noting the tone of our voices, editing our speech to ensure we weren’t doing, saying, or even thinking anything, ANYTHING, that could warrant another blast of FAG! in our general direction. It was exhausting, terrifying, and life-altering.
But, somewhere along the way FAG! was overused so much it became meaningless. True, moving from Ohio or Pennsylvania into the big city of Chicago has a lot to do with that, since there are many, many more gay men here than there were back home, so there’s safety in numbers. You shout FAG! in Boystown and dozens of guys will turn around thinking you’re talking to them. Not that you should ever do that, but you get the point. Even people who aren’t gay will turn around and look at you, if only to see how stupid you are for shouting something like that.
It’s a onetime crippling pejorative that’s been turned into a joke.
RAAACIST! is the same thing, a joke. After its overuse in 2008, and its continued abundance in all things Sharpton-Jackson-Gates-Lee-Holder-Clyburne-Lewis-etc., calling anyone a RAACIST! has absolutely no meaning at all.
Just like us with the word FAG!, it’s going to take most people a while, maybe a few years, to stand up and laugh back in the faces of those doing the shouting. There’s still that knee jerk reaction to cower and run for cover whenever RAACISM! is tossed around, but with this happening so often, every time Sharpton and Jackson get at it takes more of the punch out of the word.
It will be only a matter of time before the whole Race Industry collapses, no matter how many bailouts the White House and the current president try to give it.
My name is Patricia Melton (but you can call me Pattymelt, because everyone in town does, as it’s easier to say, despite the fact I don’t especially like those sorts of sandwiches) and I am the President-for-Life of the Mineral City Coffee Club, the preeminent Coffee Club in all of posteminent Central Ohio, where I also run a successful aquaculture farm, raise cat-babies of varying abilities and talents, endeavor to keep my husband Earl out of jam or model train related danger, and solve complicated local and international mysteries while occasionally accidentally reading other people’s mail (by mistake, when it is sometimes delivered to my house already opened (I think the squirrels do that, as some of the mail smells slightly of pecans), or it falls onto my ironing board while I’m watching the TIVO my son Robby set up for me and the mail accidentally pops right open and falls onto the floor face-up so I’d have to be blind or stupid (or a Member of the United States Congress) not to read it. And my vision is 20/20, thank you very much – as if I’d ever purposefully open anyone else’s mail and then tell everyone at church about what terrible things they are up to, because that’s not what church is for, Father Markey keeps telling me).
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The clerk was on the telephone with a buddy complaining about having to work 6 days a week now that corporate decided to ship most of its product on Saturdays to save money on shipping, and so store managers had to work 6 days a week to receive all those shipments. This was, supposedly, part of a cost-cutting and hours-watching strategy for corporate (though the only way that makes sense is if store managers are salaried, not hourly, and so making them work 6 days with no extra pay is a way of cheating hourly employees down to 4 days a week of work instead of 5).
As we browsed the store waiting for the rain to subside, trying to understand the conspiracy theory involved in the clerk’s shipping problems, we also heard a grandmother arguing with her grandson over the cost of video games. She promised him a game, but only one $5 or under, and the little boy grew increasingly frustrated and angry that nothing in the store was less than $10, but grandma wouldn’t budge on that $5 spending cap. The grandmother kept repeating, “These days no one has any money to spend on things, so $5 is all I have so find something for that or you get nothing at all.” And the little boy, making a lot of sense, said, “Grandma nothing in here costs $5. It’s cruel to make me look at things when I can’t have them, so why did you bring me here? All it does is make me feel bad.” The kid was about 8 or 9, and was in tears by the time he and his grandmother finally left the store.
Personally, if we were the grandparent in the above, we would have used the $5 to buy some art supplies or cupcake mix and eggs and either had a fun day drawing and making construction paper projects with the kid, or baking cupcakes to eat while we played board games or something. We sure as heck wouldn’t have brought him into a video game store where the lowest priced games are $10 when we’d only let him spend $5. That is pretty cruel (unless you live in Walnut Grove, and you think this is the Olsens’ General Store, where you can get armfuls of dried goods for $1.47, and still complain how much money that is all the way back to your little house on the prairie). It’s like promising to change the world, lower the oceans, fix all of our collective problems, and give everyone lemonade, pixie dust, hope, and unicorns and, after close to 100 days, still not articulating exactly how any of that is to be done, or what good’s going to come from any of those nonsensical things you’ve managed to shove through an acquiescent Congress.
Which brings us serendipitously to this game, Hail to the Chimp, which we spotted only because the little boy in the vignette above dropped it as he tried to put it back on a shelf after checking its price ($15.95). We walked over to pick it up and put it back for him, when we took one look at its cover and wondered how long it would take for the race-baiters at large to realize the game existed.
Hail to the Chimp centers around a monkey named Crackers who wants to be President of the Animal kingdom. It is a perfectly innocent and poorly-designed children’s product that makes our eyes bleed the way most children’s animation these days does, but because it features a monkey as President, we honestly wonder why it hasn’t set the Al Sharptons, Eric Holders, John Lewises, Spike Lees, and James Clyburnes to work ranting and raving and race-baiting the way they all so love to do.
Those clowns usually LIVE for this kind of thing. Finding it’s like their own personal Holy Grail — something actually depicting a presidential chimp? That should be ranting and raving lunatic GOLD for this lot.
The game’s existed since June of 2008 and not one of these race-baiters ever used it to spark feigned outrage and faux anger.
The scene Sharpton, in particular, made when a NY Post cartoon depicted spending-spree-addled-Congress as the deranged chimp that attacked a woman in January didn’t even involve a depiction of a chimp as President. The cartoon was all about Congress being out of its mind, wasting taxpayer money, and passing bills without reading them. Yet, Sharpton dialed us up to racial Armageddan again, for no reason.
But, he said nothing about a game that actually depicts a President as a chimp, right on it’s box cover, with its actual title being Hail to the Chimp.
It’s all completely ridiculous, really. The video game isn’t a racial attack any more than the political cartoon was. But, it’s funny what Sharpton, Lewis, Clyburne, Lee, Holder, et al choose to mushroom into major issues, and what they choose to completely ignore. Quite obviously, they are all very agenda-driven…so maybe crying about this game back in June 2008 when it came out would have been bad for whatever agenda they had at that time, but crying about that cartoon in January 2009 fit perfectly into something they wanted that week. It’s interesting to continue to monitor this Kabuki nonsense, because eventually even the densest members of the public won’t be able to see what a shame the race-baiting truly is.
And it just gets more and more ridiculous each and every day.