But why the hell would he want the job?

“It’s the New Yorker that’s stupid, for forgetting that one of the most important elements of satire is context. Put the same drawing on a TV screen with the Fox emblem in the corner and a pair of couch potatoes parked in front of it, put that on your cover, and you’ve got satire.”

–expectator

It took me a long time to learn the lesson of arguing with a fool, but thankfully as I mature I have come to realize the wisdom in that saying..

No, mine is never an out of body experience… I am extremely aware and used to these comments. When I first started working at this establishment every now and then a patient would say something like “You are a nice girl, but I really don’t like Muhammed Ali” and I would have to defend his refusal to fight in Vietnam, they would always bring up random stuff like that. Also, whenever I watch reality tv, there is always some blonde chick crying about something and that really irritates me.

Maybe I am cold-blooded, I don’t know. I do have warm hands though.

I just want what’s best for our peace of mind. When I went to the MMM back in the day, the Minister read passages from the Sun Book (holy – derived from helios – ray-ra-sun, something like that) quoting G-o-d’s words to the nation of Is-ra-el…

The essence of it was that the nation of Israel would be “angered by a foolish people.” Are we not angered by a foolish people? The media apparatus serving white supremacist misinformation is a maddening attack on our humanity. Now, we’ve all heard the saying that the longer one argues with a fool, the more difficult it becomes for an observer to know the difference. We have to break this cycle.

Happy hunting.

Toiling for a DECADE and a HALF in the countryside of Italy simply because politicians at home in Carthage were afraid to push the button, Hannibal Barca waited and waited and waited.

For all of his conquering, Alexander the so-called Great never dared take his young, fair, fairy ass down to Ethiopia where the Candaces were riding atop elephants waiting to kick his ass and anyone else who might dare act a fool.

For more than 700 years, jet black people from the Sudan and some lesser than jet black occupied the Iberian Peninsula and brought about the end of a Dark Age that Europe seemed to want to remain in.

Algiers, Tunis and Constantinople were slave trading capitals for Barbary pirates who snatched up hundreds of thousands of Europeans over several centuries. All that blond hair and blue eyes that Minister Malcolm saw in his trip to the Holy Land of the Arab came from somewhere. Bound in the chains of another land, many, many Europeans became what the world would come to know as desperadoes who renounced Christianity, claimed Islam and began new lives.

My people suffer from a woeful lack of knowledge. So says the Minister of this era. These images are not mere caricatures of an imagined future — they’re subconscious recollections of a lived past. You may be offended, but it’s only a reflection of that which has already transpired of which you’re likely unaware.

That’s why I couldn’t get too upset. I was way too busy ROTFLMBAO.