Capital Of Dog Shxt

Berlin, the capital of Germany and home to artist, Bohemianism, hipsters, and one of the best party scenes in all of Europe. But, Berlin is also known for something else…dog dookie. Everywhere you go in this city you are most likely to step in a heep of shxt.

Why? Well, Berlin has a motto that says you can be who you want to be void of any responsibility or repercussions of your actions. That means Berliners have grown up their whole lives during and saying stupid things without consequences. This motto also applies to the wonderful dog owners of Berlin. The ones who never clean up after their dogs if nobody isn’t around to see their dog take a massive shxt!

Walking in Berlin is the equivalent of walking in old Europe of the 1400s. Back then, people would throw their shxt out the window since they didn’t have a sewage system. And to make matters worse I live south of the city in the suburbs. My area is a long way from the hustle and bustle of berlin. Here, the area is quiet and consists of young families and old people. But my area is also known for being one of the most affluent areas in Berlin which isn’t bad either.

I love living on this side of town because of the beautiful nature. But that changes when the weekend comes around. What happens during the weekend you ask? Well, this is how my street looks when everyone from the city descends on my neighborhood. Now, usually you can find a parking space but not on the weekends.

My family and I went out later that day for a walk. We found this bag containing dog shxt by our car. In France, they have a system where they can trace the dog back to the owner. First, the authorities scoop a little dog poop and test it.

And since all France dog owners are required to register their dog. The authorities can easily trace the dogs dna resulting in fines for the dog owner. Look, I don’t hate dogs they’re innocent. It’s the selfish dog owners I dislike. Stop bringing your hundreds of dogs in my neighborhood and destroying the sidewalks and grass with your dog shxt! And don’t get me started on the owners i’ve seen abused their dogs in public.

The Knoxville Effect

When I was growing up I never considered myself the wearing sunglasses type. Even in my early twenties while living in Cleveland I never wore sunglasses. And the few times I visited Europe before moving here I never wore them.

It wasn’t until I moved to London that I started to wear them but even then it wasn’t that much. It wasn’t until I moved to Germany that I started to wear them more frequently. Though out the years I wasted my money on cheap sunglasses. Most of the time they would break apart after one accidental fall or being set upon. One day I just had enough of wasting my money on cheap glasses.

So I started to look online for better quality glasses to purchase. I wanted sunglasses that represented who I was. I was looking for something that would never go out of style…I was looking for glass-wear that said timeless. Granted I was never the person who believed in spending large sum of money on designer wear. Look at Ray-Bans for example, which I think are just ugly with their small aviator’s frames.

Nonetheless, people spend money on those overhyped sunglasses. The sunglasses I pick would have to be cooler. In 2013 or 14, I can’t remember now, but I managed to purchase the “Knoxville XL Sunglasses” from a company in California called Electric. I was so impressed with these sunglasses that I bought a (yellow and black frames with dark yellow lenses) second pair, “Electric Visual Flip Side.“

The last one is rare given the fact when I looked online I was unable to find them now. The texture, the frame, the way they set comfortably on my face. Everything about these glasses just blew me away. I guess now I understand why some people pay extra money for high quality glasses. It’s 2020 and I still wear these glasses throughout the year. See the photo below.


Reporters Without Borders

I saw a report today on the news of journalists being threatened for reporting information about the COVID-19 pandemic. Curious, I went on the site of “Reporters Without Borders: https://rsf.org/en

When you visit the website you will find a section called, “Predators Of Press Freedoms.” Lol, I thought their wall of shame was hilarious. Here is a list of Predators that you can also find on their page.

Hmm, This is the only one that I strongly disagree. Maybe I will write and explain the real reason my brother takes those measures against those CIA sponsored journalist in Venezuela.


Source Material: Reporters Without Borders.

Instagram: A Useful Platform For Fools.


I remember the day I had the idea to use Instagram as a medium to promote my business. Thinking to myself this is going to be great! Like Facebook, Twitter, and YouTube. Those platforms are an easy way to promote yourself if you are an creator. Even though I hate what Social Media represents it is nonetheless a necessary evil to get my point across.

Boy, was I wrong, but I tried to understand today’s culture addiction for Instagram. I think after one year of use I still don’t get it. Ok, how can I say this? Well, Instagram reminds me of High School. For example, you have all different kinds of celebrities on there. If they have something to promote or a political cause they want to bring to light—then they will receive an automatic one million likes plus the ass-kissing to go with it.

I’ve seen creative people on there trying to promote their business or political causes only to receive little attention. For example, last year I was following this ( Former member of Three 6 Mafia) famous rapper. On his page he quoted Malcolm X, pretty much promoting violence. And since I had been a fan of this particular artist since I was a teenager. I knew he was the furthest from being a political person. So I called him out, I commented on his page that he, “should stay out of politics and leave it to the people who are actually on the streets.”

I said, “you aren’t a revolutionary and you are out of line—you being a celebrity your words hold weight.” Surprised, he responded to my comments and we had positive discussion on politics. Also I had a spat with a popular New York City Hip hop DJ about his praise for ( you mean Obama the war criminal) Obama. Again, Instagram is like High School. You had one hundred people commenting on the DJs page that he was right. When ever people like me brought up his crimes and neglect of the black community. You had another group of ass-kissers defending the DJs comments…all in hopes of being notice by the popular kid.

I don’t get it, you have all these sorry saps on these celebrities pages hitting the like button for anything just in hopes that their favorite entertainer will notice them. Then you have the Instagram (paid prostitutes) Models. These bimbo women receive one million likes just for shaking their asses and taking worthless selfies. And what the fxxk is an influencer? Really? It’s all just discouraging, isn’t it?

To see what our society has fallen too, I mean this extreme stupidity that is accepted as the norm. There are thousands of writers who specializes in the art of words. But since writers don’t shake their butts for likes or make a fool of themselves on YouTube or Instagram then they are deemed as boring. This generation needs a ( youtube clown videos) quick fix to help with their ADD. I wonder, how did we go from the golden era of the 1990s and early 2000s to this complete (social media) circus.

Indifference

On January 4, 2021, Judge Vanessa Baraitser will decide if Julian should be extradited to the United States for charges of hacking government computers. Even though the world is in the middle of a pandemic—the life of this journalist is still at risk.

The men in power that secretly control the world wants Julian dead or locked away for good. At this point, there is no need to go into details because I have written about this case before as have many other journalists and human rights activists. We know the Judge, Vanessa Baraitser is corrupt, vile, and a complete psychopath.

Ok, maybe you don’t know about Julian’s court hearing last year. I urge you to visit the web site of John Pilger. I have been a student and a fan of Pilger’s work since my days in London in 2006. Here, he describes the unprofessional scene that transpired during Julian Assange’s hearing.

http://johnpilger.com/articles/did-this-happen-in-the-home-of-magna-carta-

It’s said If you want a successful blog or news paper then maybe you shouldn’t talk down to your readers. I disagree, that’s the exact thing you should do. That’s where we miss the mark as journalist. You should talk down to the public if they are having a hard time grasping a series math problem.

But What’s really disappointing to me is the public’s response to Julian Assange illegal confinement and imprisonment. No one really cares about this man risking his life for YOU so that you may know the evil things your government has been involved in. No one cares about PayPal colluding with the US government to help shut down WikiLeaks.

I wonder what’s the point of risking your life for a public that won’t lift a finger to save you? Here is a quote from Martin Niemöller that best describes the public’s indifference to Julian Assange’s case.

First they came for the Communists
And I did not speak out
Because I was not a Communist

Then they came for the Socialists
And I did not speak out
Because I was not a Socialist

Then they came for the trade unionists
And I did not speak out
Because I was not a trade unionist

Then they came for the Jews
And I did not speak out
Because I was not a Jew

Then they came for me
And there was no one left
To speak out for me

The One Million Mark

Yesterday, the world hit the the mark of one million persons who have died from the coronavirus. Thirty three million worldwide are infected and the virus shows no sign of slowing down. Cases are rising again in countries such as Canada which have done a better job at keeping the virus held back. We also see cases in England rising again. Here in Germany cases are at it’s highest since April.

But, the virus doesn’t have to worry about fading out anytime soon due to its warriors of chaos. Hmm? “Warriors of chaos?” Yes the men and women on the front line everyday fighting on the virus behalf to stay alive. You know, the “COVID soldiers” who stand really close to you in the grocery store. Or, the one’s who refuse to wear a mask in closed spaces. And let’s not forget the special opps “COVID soldiers.” Now those are the ones who have the important task of carrying out COVID-19 parties.

And let’s not forget the infected who go outside anyway even though they should be in quarantine. They all have a specific job and that’s to infect as many people as possible. Welcome, dear reader, you are invited to the end of the world…maybe.

Charlie Boy

Charlie, Charlie, boy! There has been a lot of talk of your five year anniversary lately. It doesn’t matter to me because you lied to me. I just want to say that I’m disappointed in you tremendously, Charlie boy. Why would you lie to me about something as big is this? Well, I guess you didn’t lie to me…you just withheld the truth, you know, your true self. It’s ok, I’m not mad but as stated before I’m just a little disappointed but not surprised giving your culture.

Oh, don’t take that statement as bigotry but I’m only pointing out facts base on the history of the place from which you come from. You fooled me once but you won’t fool me again, Charlie. But You have to admit that you had a lot of people fooled with your slogan didn’t you? Oh, you don’t remember, Charlie? Well let me remind you since your memory is lacking.

I think it was, “Je suis Charlie” is that it Charlie? And to think you even had me posting that on my Facebook page in support of you. I should have known better since I usually don’t do things like this without checking facts first. You had millions of people supporting you with that slogan but they didn’t know about you did they? I did a background check on you Charlie and what I found was a little disturbing.

I know in the past you were liberal thinking in body in soul. But in the last twenty years you became racist Charlie. And Charlie, you know my stance on racist scum. No exceptions, Charlie! I read your racist articles on people from the Middle East, the refugees from North Africa and Syria, the Roma people and you even called black people niggers. Charlie, do you remember how publications would draw Jewish people in papers in Europe back in the 1930s?

It was always in a derogatory tone as if the Jews were coming to take your money, rape your women and take over Europe. But I can’t help but think that’s how your current drawings look of people from the Middle East. I notice even the racist France controlled state media supports you in this discriminatory crusade against people from North Africa and the Middle East.

They say it’s about the fight for free speech but what they really mean is that racist pigs should feel safe to spread hate. Well, should rapist have the freedom and the platform to talk about the people they have raped? Should child molesters have free speech? No, but white Europeans support you anyway even though you are vile and disgusting. It’s not nice that you say a lot of bad things about people just to get people agitated. Look, Charlie I have to go know but I want to give you some words of wisdom.

Anyone is allowed to say whatever they want about a group of people or a individual. But be warned because it’s always consequences from the words you speak or the drawings you print. Try to be mindful of other people feelings and practice compassion.

Eight People Force To Dig Graves In Indonesia For COVID-19 Victims

Eight people in Cerme, East Java, were ordered to dig graves for COVID-19 victims after each one was caught without a mask in public. Officials have had spikes in COVID-19 cases in the region. In order to fight rising infections the authorities have had to put tougher laws in place. Anyone caught violating the new laws will be subject to fines or community service. It seems that the country of Indonesia are taking a non nonsense approach to fighting mass stupidity. Maybe the governments of Europe would be wise to follow the same approach.

High School Reunions

I remember the day I graduated from High School. I had prepared the whole day for the event. Running around town wrapping up lose ends before the big event. Everybody would be there minus my father who I had a bad relationship With. I looked forward to the beginning of the rest of my life. Either I would go to California and become an stage/tv actor along with my girlfriend or go to Ohio and join my best (Ex) friend/brother. But future ambitions could wait because this was my night…our night.

We had all known each other since kindergarten and now this was the last night we would ever see each other. After this, some people would go into the military, some people would go to college and university. Some of us would go immediately into the work force. I would choose to take a Grey Hund bus with my girl and head to the state of Ohio. At it’s core, this event signified the end of stories throughout our time in school.

The end of school crushes and friendships that were gained and lost along the way. I can safely say growing up in a small town was great in the 80s and 90s. My school years really was a combination of Ferris Bueller, Kid n Play and Save By The Bell all wrapped into one. It was a special time to be a kid and a teenager back then. This was the class of 1999 the last and best class of the century.

It was hot in the middle of May and we had to wear those hot and heavy goofy graduation outfits. We all waited in line for the proceedings to begin. Later, we took our seats in the football stadium outside. Our family and friends were seated behind us but above so they could look directly over us. I remember when they started calling out our names. Lots of people received almost standing ovations when they picked up their diplomas on stage. When my name was called I thought surely I will receive a standing ovations, right? After all, most of these people have known me since elementary.

I was on the (briefly) football team, track team, JROTC, tried out for tennis and took acting classes. Throughout my school years I never bullied or made anyone feel less unless you were my enemy. So when I took that stage to receive my diploma I got little to no applause except from my family and a few. I didn’t really come to terms with that situation until 2003 when I was in college in Cleveland. After much thought I ripped up my year book and threw it in the trash.

I came to terms that the “cool people” didn’t like me much. And I always wonder what did I do to them to (I use to be one of them) receive such disrespect. I could only think of one reason and for that you would have to go all the way back to my eight grade year. At that time I was part of the cool crowd but at some point I decided I was tired of not being me. I started acting like I wanted and hanging out with who I wanted. I would often get comments like “why are you hanging with them.” It was a group of us maybe 20 misfits that came together to form ( black and white) friendships. We would all meet every morning before school, it was crazy.

Every one had their clicks but we had the biggest group in (as one, a single unit) school at that time, it was insane. At this point I just went nuts I really was free mentally from others negative opinions. I just didn’t care what the “cool kids” thought of me. My group of friends didn’t give a shit either! Growing up in the south we would mimic the Alpha Phi Alpha fraternities from black Universities during football pep rallies. Our theme mostly consisted of barking loud like a pit bull and saying our (inspired by Bernie Mac) slogan loud, ”Who Ya Wit?” We would even yell that slogan during the changing of class or during lunch hour or when school ended for the day.

Yes, but that is only one story of many I could turn into a books but I’m to lazy to do it. I’m sure I agitated a lot of my former classmates with my wildness but to be treated like I was never part of the class is just foul. What do I mean? Let me explain, most of all these people I haven’t seen or spoken too since graduation. I left that small backwards town and the state of Mississippi after graduation and never came back. Then eventually I would leave the country for good. Back in 2009 we had a reunion and my best friend went. Both he and I had the same battles dealing with those snobs during our school years. He told me that noting had changed and those people still had the same clicks and snobbery attitude.

But guess what? I never got a invite and in 2019 they had another one and I never received a invite. To be honest I would not go but to say these country ass folks own our high school years is ridiculous. Those people ( black and white) were always some stuck up snobbery bastards. At this point in my life I have a beautiful wife and two kind hearted daughters. I live in Europe even though Europeans piss me off some times. I have been to places that these delusion of grandeur country ass folks will never ever see in their lifetime.

New York, Toronto, Chicago, Barcelona, London, Paris, Edinburgh, Rome, Florence, The Vatican City and that’s just to name a few. And that doesn’t even include the places I lived in. The people I’ve met during my travels have been celebrities, daughters of revolutionaries and heads of state. Have you ever been to a château in Paris? Hell, I saw Pope Benedict XVI speak during my time in Rome in 2011. I passed by Yoko Ono on Oxford Street in London just walking like it was normal. That was a serious WTF moment! All this are just snippets of my life but I don’t brag on Facebook about none of these things because the real stories aren’t bragged about. I guess it kinda bothers me that these small minded clowns think they are cooler than me even now. I know I‘m not that boy from that small town anymore. But some times what people do to you in your youth does follow you into adulthood.

I remember one time my High School was organizing a trip to Spain for the summer. I wanted to go ( I didn’t have a thousand dollars or a passport) so bad because at that time I had never been anywhere except New Orleans. All the snobbery preppy white kids took that trip. How do I know they went? It was in the year book the next year. Anyway, now, I’ve have been to Spain three times at this point. But in the end I guess I won, most of these people are fat or so skinny it looks like they have eating disorders. My best ( ex-military) friend told me he intentionally ignored the (2019) last reunion since they tried to treat him like shit the last time around.

Question? Do I hate my former classmates? No but I do think it’s pathetic to act like you are better than someone even at your ages when clearly it’s not the case. It’s a whole lot more I could say about these wack ass people but I won’t. But I will say this. Our last year book was jacked by those rich white kids who decided to put photos of themselves everywhere in the book. One of those preppy clowns happen to be on the year book staff. She thought it would be a good idea to make the year book about them. I just remember thinking how could they get away with this when I was looking through the pages.

That was one of the reasons I ripped that book in pieces in 03. I just think High School reunions are just stupid. If we weren’t friends in school why would I speak and try to hang with you now? Thing is, I don’t forget or forgive when someone try’s to make me feel small. So no, these people had their chance to make amends with me before and on graduation night but they didn’t. Far as I’m concerned that version of me died that night because those fat country small minded people will never see me again.

Now on the other hand, the people who I grew up with in (Eastside) the hood and was cool with still know “what it is” when we see each other. But all those snobby people from my class haven’t changed and probably (just pretending they have changed- they really aren’t good people) never will. You know what? I will probably go to my reunion when I’m 90 just to see how many of those twats I outlived.

No More Articles About The United States

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Give
 me the STEYR AUG A3M1!

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Also, let me get this Glock 19.

 

Store Clark: You know how to shoot them?

Me: bruh, I’m from Mississippi, of course.

 

So as protest rage on in Wisconsin over the shooting of Jacob Blake. The white racists in police uniform allowed Kyle Rittenhouse to walk the streets with a rifle in hand.

No doubt if that would have been a black man or black men they would have been arrested or shot. But Kyle Rittenhouse happened to be apart of a militia group that supports the police. So, the police were happy and so much that they gave the militia group water for their hard work.

And the police were so satisfied with Kyle Rittenhouse handy work that they allowed him to walk around with the assault rifle after the fact he had just shot three people. The boy of seventeen years old was allowed to flee Wisconsin but he was arrested in his hometown of Antioch, Illinois.

Honestly, I’m tired of looking at the shit show in my birth country. Every time I tune in to see the news I see the utmost stupidity. And every time I explode in anger ready to pick up a gun. Buy a plane ticket, fly back to the US, and rage a guerilla war.

But I know if I were still living in the US I would be dead or in prison. I know this, I know this for sure because there isn’t another way but this option. What option? I said it before in past posts that my black people should be armed and ready to go to war with the local, state, and federal government on a moment’s notice. That all white supremacist and their families should be targeted–wipeout!

Every black person should be trained in firearms, hand to hand combat, bomb-making, educated on the US Constitution and laws and the education of defense against all forms of government aggression. The formation of black militia groups would serve these purposes as stated beforehand. Look, nobody wants killing but at some point, people must die for change to happen.

A revolution needs to happen for that country to move forward. You would start by putting all-white racist in prison or worse. No exception! that could be your school teacher, or the soccer mom in the suburbs. To squash white racism in America, you would have to establish authoritarian policies.

All forms of white racism even to the smallest of jokes would see a white person in prison for years. No exceptions! So black Americans can protest and shout and cry but no change will come until my people pick up a gun and start to go down this path.

But yes, I can’t watch and write about this freak show any longer. So this will be my last time mentioning anything related to the US ever again. And Donald Trump will undoubtedly try to cancel the US elections and Americans have themselves to blame for it.

Their arrogance has gotten them in this situation and unfortunately, the world has to suffer for American’s poor choice in leaders. At the end of the day, I don’t live there anymore and I never will again.