Gut Rumbles

February 29, 2004

i thought so

I figured that I would receive a few nasty comments about my last post. I dared to use the forbidden "N-word" and I was called a piece of white trash in return. I expected that kind of reaction.

I give a shit, too.

When I went out for football, my daddy told me that I was a "natural" and that I could excel on the field. But he also told me that I was too weak, too slow and too small to play the position I wanted to play. He was correct. I started for four years on championship teams.

"Rob, the only way you'll make it out there is to play smarter, work harder and be tougher than the bigger guys. You've got to want it more than they do. If you can't do that, then your ass will ride the bench forever. You are not blessed with the physical ability to play the game as well as other people can. You have to outsmart them."

As someone once said on this blog, I had to learn to play "above my weight."

If my son were black, I would give him a similar speech. I would tell him that life ain't fair and life ain't easy. If it were, then any asshole could do it. But assholes don't succeed. Hard workers do. And when you start out playing against a stacked deck, the LAST THING you do is make matters worse for yourself by acting like some fucking moron at the drop of a hat.

Why don't so-called "black leaders" give the same kind of advice today? Yeah, son. Life is going to be tougher for you than it is for the rich white boy down the street. But don't bitch about that fact. Become determined to overcome the odds, work harder, be smarter and want it more than he does. You're never a loser unless you decide to be one. You can win if you believe that you are a winner. That's your choice to make.

I hate NBA basketball. I see too many thugs and hoodlums on the court showing their asses like monkeys for me to tolerate the game. But these pricks are the role models for young black men today. Fuck sportsmanship. Fuck controlling your temper. Fuck the fans. Fuck the game. Hoo-ray for you.

I don't like Tiger Woods, either, but not for the same reasons. Tiger is just so got-dam good that he has unbalanced the world of professional golf. When he is on the beam, no one else on the face of the planet can compete with him. I would like to see a more level playing field instead of one golfer standing head and shoulders above the rest.

But I'll give Tiger credit for one thing. He ALWAYS comports himself as a gentleman, he plays by the rules and you NEVER see him nigger-up and do something ghetto-like in either his personal or professional life. Do you think that, just maybe, he heard a speech from his father a long time ago a lot like the one my father gave me? "Yeah, son, you can do it. But it's an uphill climb. You have to try harder, work longer and want it more than the other guys do. But you can do it."

Why isn't that philosophy preached to blacks in this country today? Why can't someone stand up and tell them to stop walking around with their hands out, begging for something for nothing, and learn to walk with their heads held high?

Never mind. We do have people giving such speeches and they are roundly condemned by the black community. Clarence Thomas is a perfect example. That man came from Pinpoint, Georgia and made his way to the Supreme Court of the United States. Now THAT is an uphill climb. I know Pinpoint and I know what opportunities Clarence had to start with. He learned to play above his weight.

Anybody can do it. You just have to want it badly enough. Too many people don't.

And I brook no excuses for the crime, the unwanted babies and the crack-alley ghetto-behavior of far too many blacks. That's not a racist comment. It's goddam realism, and if you can't handle the truth, go to work for the government. You'll fit in just fine there.

I know the truth when I see it. Don't piss down my back and tell me that it's raining.

I would tell Quinton that he'll get some bad licks in life because of the color of his skin, but he can overcome that handicap by being smarter, working harder and being tougher than the bigger guys.

i don't give a damn who i offend

Just read this story and tell me why the word "nigger" is still used today. Where did these people think they were? Haiti? Iraq?

METROPOLIS, Ill. (AP)--A top high school basketball team was beaten in a game that ended in an on-court brawl among fans in which a coach was hit with a bottle and five people were treated at a hospital.

I saw the news clips. There wasn't a white face in the bunch. The gym was filled with black people who went totally African at the end of the game. It was a fucking riot. I don't care whether you want to call me a racist or not, but black people cannot continue to behave as savages and be treated as free citizens in this country. We have fucking LAWS. You can't just nut-up and go nigger over a fucking basketball game. The world doesn't work that way.

But you people keep doing it, over and over, then whining about "Civil Rights." Try the word CIVIL on your goddam tongue. The root word leads to "civilized." That means obeying the law and playing by the rules. If you want to change the system, rebel against it and take your fight to court. You don't hit a coach in the head with a bottle.

Don't nigger-up and turn a high school gym into a scene right out of Haiti.

I know from reading this woman that she agrees with me. She's written before about seing such stories and hoping like hell that it wasn't a bunch of blacks running wild creating the scene.

But guess who it is almost every time, darlin? Yep. It's the niggers going crazy again. Black leaders should be outraged by such behavior and they should be preaching AGAINST IT, not encouraging it or excusing it. But I'll never live long enough to see such honesty from ANY goddam politician alive today.

I am becoming more comfortable with the word "nigger" since the 1960s. I had compassion for an oppressed people back then. But I watched them shit all over every opportunity handed to them for the last 40 years, and you know what we have now? Not a minority absorbed into our society. We just have a bunch of niggers running wild.

You can face the truth or you can run from it, but whatever the choice, it won't change a damned thing. 49% of our prison population is black. Black wimmen have a 70% illegitmate birth rate. Only one in three black men (who AREN'T in prison) has a goddam job.

No people can continue down that track and ever hope to succeed in this country. That's a fact, and I don't give a shit what Maxine Waters and Jesse Jackson have to say about it. I've seen too many other people do it.

I saw the Vietnamese refugees arrive here after the war. Half of them couldn't speak English, but they found jobs, saved their money, worked hard and made the American Dream come alive for them. Their children were all STAR students and now they have teachers, engineers, artists and businessmen rising from their ranks. They accomplished that task in ONE GENERATION and I know damn well that these people started with nothing.

I am sick and tired of listening to the niggers whine. You've had 300 years to make a go of life in this country, and you've fucked up every chance ever handed to you. Got-Dam! Don't call me a racist. ADMIT THE GODDAM FACTS.

I heard a lot of old, racist red-necks say when I was a boy, "You can take the nigger out of the jungle, but you'll never get the jungle out of the nigger."

I hated hearing such talk when I was young. But I believe that they were right, after watching history for the past 40 years of my life. Nobody who ever lived in this world EVER had as much gelt handed to them by the government as "African Americans" have and nobody has EVER pissed away their opportunities so badly. That's a fact.

Besides, how many "African Americans" ever saw Africa in their fucking lives, anyway? You don't like it here? Go back to Africa. Live with no health care, corrupt dictators, rampant AIDS and nothing but a tin roof over your head. Give up your welfare checks, your VCRs and the "racist" society that you live in now. Go back to Africa, thumb your nose at me and tell how much better life is in "the homeland."

I wish you fuckers would. The Democrats would have a heart attack, because you all vote like drones for them, but this country would be better off without you. If the truth hurts, so be it. I just call it like I see it.

Until you people change your attitude and learn to be CIVIL among yourselves, just shut the fuck up. Be a nigger if you want to, but don't criticize me for calling you one when you act that way.

Reality is a bitch, isn't it?

the tv brick

I have a TV brick. It's a foam-rubber piece of shit that looks just like a red brick, except you can throw it at the TV and watch it bounce off the screen without doing any serious damage. I throw that thing a lot. It beats taking out one of my guns and blowing the TV to hell.

*Larry King has been hit in the head more times than he knows, that pussy-chasing pussy.

*What was "Bob" like before he started taking the penis-enlargement drugs? What a pathetic fucker he is. If growing a big dick makes me look like him, I'll pass. Take one look at his idiot grin and tell me what made his dick bigger? You think his brains may have drained away to a different part of his body?

*If I were ever married to that snout-faced bitch who stars in the "Free Miles" credit card commercials, I would drag her off and shoot her. "How about Mexico?" (throw in a little cha-cha motion). "NOOOOO! Hawaii!" (big hugs and kisses all around.) There goes the TV brick.

*I despise politicians. John Kerry could stick a dog turd in his mouth, chew it like a cigar and smile the entire time. Yeah. I want THAT MAN to be President.

*There is a thin line between love and hate. That sumbitch is running right up my ass now and I don't understand why. I would never do to my ex-wife what she is doing to me. Jennifer, I once considered you to be the best friend I had in this world. I guess that I was mistaken.

*How many news reporters do you know? I know a bunch of them, and almost without exception they are ignorant, leftist swine. They are as lazy as a cut dog, too. They are more concerned about their hair than they are about the news. I went to J-School. I know who these people are.

*I am in trouble with the law. Big fucking deal. If you DON'T have people like me in the world, people willing to go broke fighting a bad government, this country is doomed.

*I hit Peter-head Jennings with my TV brick every day. Then, I switch channels.

*I'm thinking about taking my dog back to the pound. She doesn't like me and I don't like her. Dingbat.

*I really don't believe in living the "right" way, whatever the hell that means. I don't go to church. I don't pray. If I can't handle what life throws at me, I deserve to lose.

*And I'll throw a TV brick at you as fast as I can pick it up if you piss me off.

yeah, I read them

This is not a bad blog. There are just so many good ones out there today that it's difficult to keep track of them all.

I try, but Got-Dam! My Earthlink email has been fucked-up for a month, I damn near went crazy for a while and I ain't real pleased about waking up today.

Such is life.

'splain it to me

Haiti has been a fucking sump since the day I was born. I remember Papa Doc and Baby Doc and I see what the country is today. It's worse now than it ever was.

When I was in Jamaica, I took a cab ride from Montego Bay to Negril. Along that ride, you can see scenes of incredible wealth right next to scenes of incredible poverty. The cab driver told me that Jamaica had a 49% unemployment rate.

I asked him how could that be true? Jamaica is a beautiful country, blessed with a lot of natural resources. I saw sugar cane fields that stretched as far as the eye could see. I know that they make excellent rum and grow the finest ganja in the world. The 7-mile beach strip in Negril is lined, back-to-back, with luxury hotels, where rich Americans spend a lot of money.

"I'm paying you $50 American for this ride," I said. "If you get a couple of fares a day like me, you're doing okay. How can so many people be unemployed here?"

"They shut down the bauxite mines, brother mon. No work for the common man. I pay $500 per year for the licence you see on my window, right here. I am a registered taxi driver and I make a good living, because I own my own cab. Not many people have what I have."

But I learned something different just by paying attention.

The cab driver said that he could find a place for us to stay. He did and it was more than acceptable. I paid him for the ride, paid for the room, tipped him nicely, watched the owner of the hotel rent me a room, then hand some money to the cab driver. That's the secret Jamacian economy.

The driver has a deal with the hotel. He gets a cash kickback for every person he brings there. Winston met me 20 minutes later. He rakes the beach at the hotel every morning for no pay. But the hotel allows him to hang around the place and hire himself out as a "guide" to make what he can off people like me. Winston did well while I was there. He was a good guide and he was paid well.

I asked Jenny one morning-- just how many of these people sucking up American dollars with every hustle they can conceive show up as "unemployed" on Jamacian economic reports? Walk down to the beach and let them descend on you. Tell me that you can't buy anything you want down there.

They'll braid your hair. They'll sell you drugs. They'll give you a full body massage. They'll sell you a necklace, a wood-carving, a man, a woman or anything else you want. It's all right there on the beach. Just go ask for what you want. Someone will get it for you.

Then, you see the money change hands.

You pay the man you made a deal with and he turns around and gives three other people their cut of the money. They argue a lot about what's fair, but that was always their business, not mine. I negotiated a fair price and paid for what I wanted. Then I watched them fight over who owed who how much. I stayed out of those fights. That was THEIR business, not mine.

But I know full and well from seeing it myself that Jamaica has two economies. One is controlled by the government and the other one operates on its own. It is an underground economy, run by people who understand graft, bribes and kickbacks as well as anyone in the world. I don't believe that Winston is registered as a tax-paying, employed person. But he made an ass of cash off of me.

That's Jamaica.

Why can Jamaica do so well with that system while Haiti remains an AIDS-infested sump, filled with ignorant, violent people? They live on a beautiful island, with every asset that Jamacia has. But they chose to turn their home into a fucking sump instead of deciding to make money any way thay can. Got-Dam! I don't understand it.

Cuba, I understand. Castro doesn't want his island to prosper. He just wants to stay in charge. But Haiti? There is no reason for that country to be in the shape it's in.

That's MY humble opinion on the matter.

February 28, 2004


Yeah. Read this story and enjoy a rich fantasy life. That fucker has been dead for two years now.

Osama bin pulverized. Otherwise, we would have heard a lot more noise out of him. He's as dead as Dillinger, only Osama had a smaller dick.

it's nothing but a game

Never forget that fact about life.

yeah, I did that

When I had new employees hired at the plant, I called each individual into my office to talk with them. I told them that they took a shitty job. That's where I started at the plant, so I know. At the end of a shift, nobody could tell white people from black people because we ALL were coverred with white dust. That's what we made.

I also told them that I expected three things out of them and they had 90 days to show me their wherewithall. I said that my office door was always open and if they had a problem, they should let me know right away. But I also told them them this:

1) I expect to see the best I'm EVER going to see out of you during the 90-day probationary period. If you want to be an asshole during that time, I'll fire you.

2) Show up, on time, every day. If you can't manage that task for 90 days, I'll fire you.

3) Don't ever come whining to me that you're having to work too hard. I did that fucking job when it was a lot more physical and a lot more demanding than it is today. Just shut the fuck up and come to work, or whine to me and I'll fire you.

I fired a bunch of them, too.

How difficult are those rules to follow? They weren't impossible f