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Viral Stupidity. How bout dah?

Image result for cash me outside how bow dahRemember the ‘Cash Me Ousside ‘ girl?  Yup, the 13-year old who disrespected her mom,stole her credit cards and dropped out of school in grade 7.   You probably saw her on Dr. Phil also.  Maybe you thought “What a disaster!  She would never amount to to much.”   Yes, I thought so too.  Heck, I even used her as a teaching moment for my own kids.  You better be nice and stay in school or you boys would never get anywhere in life.  Man were we ever wrong.  She amounted to much and is amounting to much more.

So much for that.  I had not taken into consideration that this was the United States of America, where fame and fortune are always just one viral post away.  It doesn’t matter what you did, legal or illegal, if it goes viral, then get ready to cash out, how bout dah?

And so it happened with this obnoxious and rude teen, Danielle Bregoli.  She became a ‘viral sensation’ with over 8 million Instagram followers!  Her appearances are worth upwards of $40,000 and she even stars in commercials! A celebrity! A success story!  Who needs school and manners?  She is projected to be a Millionaire by the end of 2017!  What a sweet story of a hard working girl.

Seriously America, it’s time to wake up!  You are creating idols and role models out of those who least deserve it.   Turning a 13-year old, Grade 7 dropout into a celebrity?  Rewarding her for being a brat?  What would you do next?  Make a President out of a… um, nevermind.

Just My Take…

Let Love Trump Hate

us-election-night-2016It’s been a couple of days since the most memorable election in the US.  An election that saw more than its share of mud slinging by both candidates and some allegations and revelations that made choosing either of the candidates a choice between the lesser of two evils.

America spoke and Donald Trump is now the President elect of the United States.  Say what you may but he won it honestly.  (Unless there’s something I don’t know).  It’s no use getting mad that he won, majority rules and the system is the system.  And that’s why Trump deserves a chance.

Yes, he said and did some dumb things on his path to the White House but that was his strategy and it worked!  Trump lacks a political portfolio hence he needed to capture attention by any other means necessary.  He did that well.  Too well.

I am usually the pessimistic one but I seriously think that Trump just might surprise a few of the naysayers.  Now that he is faced with the reality of being the top dog, I think we would see a different Donald Trump.  Heck, he has already back pedalled on his promise to repeal the Obamacare as his first act.  See? The man just might be what America needs.  (If not, there’s always impeachment).

The media is doing a great job once again! Yes, a great job of spreading fear and hate with all the negative coverage.  A single stupid act committed by some bored idiot gets front page news as a hate crime due to Trump being elected.  This need to stop. America needs to come to grips with the results of the election and give the man a chance to prove himself.  He is not a wall builder until he actually builds a wall.

Politicians are known to say one thing and do the other. If this holds true, then Trump might just be fine after all.  Let’s wait and see…

My Take

She’s In Love With The Boy, Or Is She?

While at a recent Garth Brooks concert, his wife Trisha Yearwood was singing her hit song, ‘She’s In Love With The Boy’ and as she sang, my mind wandered, as it is wont to do.  It wanders all the time, even while wandering.  It wandered this, “Pretty soon that song won’t be politically correct”.

You are probably going, “Why wouldn’t it be?  What cheap drugs are you on now?” Well think of the way our society is going.  He is she and she is he or both.  Where we once made do  with male and female washrooms for a two-gendered world, we are now adding a third for those not under this umbrella.  The ‘both’ group.  See where I am going with this?  I can’t hear you!

If you are still in a fog, let me aid your defogging.  Gender identity is slowing becoming non-existence or a non-issue. (Too bad I can’t say the same for race).  There’s no longer a clear distinction.  We are slowly dispensing of the systems that identified us as men or women.   Inclusivity is the order of the day.  (I still remember LGBTQ when it was just LG).

Saying all that, it won’t be long before someone asks the question, “Why are all these love songs about a boy and a girl?  What about the gays and lesbians?” Yes, what about them? Why are we eager to change and be more accepting yet it’s still a hidden taboo to sing about a man in a relationship with another man? Or a woman in a relationship with another woman? How come the ‘Kiss Cam’ at sports game never zoom in on an obviously lesbian or gay couple?  Is it that deep down, we really want HER to be in love with the BOY?

Just another one of MY TAKE

 

Who Are You?

Do I know you? Do you know you? That may be the better question.  Everyone wants everyone to be like…yes, everyone but themselves. Why can’t you be like so-and-so? As a young kid, my aunt wanted me to be like The Baileys.  The Baileys were our upper-class family friends, quite naturally, their kids were classy and well-mannered.  At least in the public eye.  My aunt didn’t know they farted without saying excuse me.

There is so much conversation on young people being forced or pressured to look and act a certain way.  As parents we resent and discuss this with disgust but in many ways we are guilty of setting the trend.  How many of us ask our halves to be different?  “Honey, why can’t you be like this?  Do it for me.  Wear this…”  I have seen it in friends who were once wild and free with independent minds, becoming zombie-like as they lose their own identity and take on that of their other halves.  They just melded.

Sometimes a change is good.  Your wife finally gets you to loosen up and try something you have never tried before, you did and found out you loved it!  In fact, you are a natural at it!  This does not change who you are.  It just means you have added something new to what makes you.  Kudos to the wifey!  Life is a life-long learning experience.  You sometimes learn that you are not one-dimensional after all!  I for one have found out I like chips after all! Thanks honey!

On the flipside, I have seen my once-funny friends get involved with Debbie Downers and turned into Boring Bobs.  (Isn’t it funny that it rarely works the other way?).  A happy you is the real you are and being anything other than that is compromising or rejecting the very things that characterize who are you.

Don’t be like the Baileys or anyone else for that matter.  Be YOU, but first, find out who you really are.

 

 

 

 

Hell! It Can’t Be Real! Or Is It?

I have been thinking a lot about Hell lately. You know the Hell your parents and your church warns you about.  The place where bad people go to burn forever.  With the horned devil perched on his seat while he pokes sinners who dare to try to escape his fiery pit.  Try as I may, I just cannot fathom something so unimaginable.  (As a little boy, I would look at the big painting on the wall of my aunt’s house of Satan sitting with a harpoon and watching as tormented souls writhed and burn in his fire.  For some reason, I was always mesmerized by this painting, even as a kid).

Pardon me if you perceive that I am venturing out on the edge of blasphemy here.  It’s just your perception, I am a proud believer in God.  Now this Hell thing is what confuses me.  God Is Love, the ultimate unselfish lover whose love and forgiveness is bottomless.  I love my kids to no ends but that pales in comparison to the love that God has for his children.  And we are all his children, sinners and…never mind, there’s no ‘and’, we are all sinners.  There is nothing that my children could possibly do to make me sentence them to a life time in a burning pit of fire, in fact, there’s nothing anyone could do that would get me to wreak such a punishment on them.  God gave me that kind of Love.  If my puny love could transcends whatever wrong was done to me, how could his much greater love allow for any of his children to suffer this way? Yes, they broke a commandment and did not repent but does stealing a goat equate to an eternity in burning flames?   The funny guy in me is imagining a conversation between two burning souls:  Soul #1: So what are you in here for? Soul #2: Oh for murder, you?  Soul #1: I made a graven image.  Soul #2:  What the H E double hockey stick is that??

Maybe I am missing a big chunk of the picture and someone with a deeper understanding of the Bible needs to bring me up to speed or maybe it’s just my cynicism.  See my last blog here.  So, is Hell for real?  Would God really allow his children to suffer in anguish and torment while he feeds his other kids milk and honey as they walk the golden streets of Heaven?  I have to say no.  But then again,

That’s just My Take.  If I’m wrong, I pray God will forgive my ignorance and save me from the pits of Hell.

 

 

Are You A Cynic Too?

So I have been diagnosed as a cynic. Well it’s not a legit diagnosis done by a qualified doctor or anything like that.  In fact, it’s not even a medical condition. It’s a self diagnosis borne out of the realization I am a person who takes everything with a grain of salt.  Everything!  Ever seen those people who reach for the salt as soon as their food is brought to them, without even doing a taste test? Well that’s me.  Except for the food part.

What am I cynical about? Every darn thing! See above.  Take for example the good old tried and true recommendation that one should hide underneath a door frame during a hurricane.  Do I believe that?  Nope.  I saw photos of Haiti after it was hit by an earthquake.  Not once did I see a doorway just standing there, in the middle of the carnage. Not one doorway!  Indonesia, no intact and untouched doorway there either. In fact, in all of the photos of earthquake devastation, I have yet to see proof that this works.  That’s not the only example of my cynicism though. There’s more. A lot more.

I am also a cynic of political promises.  Do  you really think I believe one word uttered by those smiling, well-dressed politicians? No way Jose! Why do I vote for them?  I do because I am tired of listening to the ‘If you don’t vote you blah blah blah’.  Newsflash! They are all the same.  And if you don’t believe that, show me solid proof that they aren’t.  I didn’t think so.  Just like that phantom doorway…

You are probably thinking that I have to be positive about something right? Maybe world peace.  Lmao! World Peace? Isn’t that an oxymoron? I do pray for world peace but I know that this would never be achieved.  Not while humans walk the earth.  End to racism? Sure, when pigs fly.  While humans of different color, class or creed share the planet, never happen.

So you get the picture, I am as cynic as they come.  Are you one too? Or do you share and like Facebook posts that promise blessings and winnings if you like or share?

I join the masses in praying for the stuff that I am cynical because cynic or not, you never know, and I have had misplaced cynicism before.   I do, however, cover the spread.  I pray harder for patience to deal with the undesired stuff that comes to me. Understanding to discern why it is happening and strength to deal with it.  I also pray for a small portion of the faith that Job exhibited in the Bible.  Without it, all is lost, cynical or not.

 

My Take

Who’s Holding The Trump Card?

If you follow NHL hockey you would have heard about John Scott, the goon-turned-all-star.  After an online campaign, fans voted for Scott, who had just 5 goals and 1 assist in his career, to be the captain of the Pacific division team.  Yes, it was a joke.  The NHL in its embarrassment, tried everything they could to ‘right’ this ‘wrong’.  They had him traded from his Phoenix team to Montreal, hoping to make him ineligible since he would be a different division.   He was even sent down to the minors!  It didn’t work.  A win is a win and Scott had won legitimately, it didn’t matter his credentials. At the All Star game, Scott scored 2 goals and won not only the MVP but over 90 thousand dollars.  No one saw that coming.

Donald Trump’s Presidential  run mirrors the above.  I am sure everyone thought it was a joke  No one really thought The Donald had a chance.  He had nothing in his portfolio to suggest it was anything but a joke.  In fact, Trump claimed that he knew nothing about politics.  Well the joke’s on America.  Trump has rolled down the Republican hill as a small snow flake but has now grown into a huge snow ball and gaining momentum!  Trump is for real!  You can see it coming.  The Republicans, like the NHL, are seeking ways on how to quietly end this  embarrassment, but could they?  Is it too late?  The people have spoken?

The fact that the KKK and other white supremacists groups pledged allegiance to Trump speaks volumes as to the type of person he is and what he is about.  Not that anyone needed proof, his tweets and loose tongue already revealed such.  Trump, in his honest defense, claimed that he knows nothing about white supremacists or the KKK when asked about the endorsements.  He just doesn’t know.  I doubt he knows that his wives are immigrants.  If he did he might think twice about his stance on immigrants.

It seems like what Trump wants, Trump gets  because the more he fumbles and bungles his way through his campaigns, spewing hate, sexism, racism and taking cheap and immature shots at anyone who dares to oppose him, the more popular he gets!  He is contradictory and barely knows what goes on outside his personal space.

A man who refuses to make his tax returns public and declared “I try to pay as little tax as possible,” is the forerunner in race for President.  There was never a better time for Americans to seek God’s blesssing.  From Obama to this?

Unlike Donald Trump, John Scott is a good man who deserved the good things  he go.   Sorry for the comparison, Mr. Scott.

My Take.

The Eyes See What The Heart Wants To See

I really need to work on being a bit more observant especially to things happening around me as apparently I miss quite a lot! Take Superbowl 50 for example, I miss important stuff! World changing stuff! People being racist stuff!

Ok, what are you ranting about now, Carlos? Glad you asked, and if you must know, I just found out that while I was being entertained by the half-time show featuring Coldplay, Beyonce and Bruno Mars, I was also unknowingly watching a public display of racism put on by Bey.  Yup.  In a nutshell.

I wasn’t exactly a willing participant, mind you.  In fact, until the day after, I had no clue that her performance was laden with racial implications advertising her support for the Black Panther movement and Malcolm X.  Man, do I ever feel foolish! I had to find out on social media! To be honest, I also missed the guy dancing behind Mark Ronson! The thing went viral!

I enjoyed the half-time show. I saw a darn good performance by a black woman. Not that I cared if she was black or white. I wanted to see her perform so when she did, I was totally into the performance. I missed the racist allusions and in fact, didn’t even notice that she along with her dancers, were clad in bullet-proof vests! Oh my! I must be getting old. Not saying she didn’t, but I missed it!

You see, the eyes see what the eyes want to see.  Take the photo below for example.  It’s of an expired snowman in my neighbor’s yard.  If your heart is so inclined, you could see a phallic symbol. Maybe that would be reason to pay a visit to the neighbors and maybe accuse them of public mischief? Indecent exposure? If you go looking behind rocks, of course you would find all kind of nasty and dangerous things.

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What does your heart want you to see?

I looked at the half-time show with my heart set on enjoying some good performances, not too look for connotations and hints.  And that’s why I missed it!

And that’s also, MY TAKE

Fill My Cup, Lord. My Starbucks Cup or I’ve Got 99 Problems And The Cup Ain’t One

I unfortunately overhead one of the most asinine things I’ve heard in a long time, on the radio while driving to work a few days ago.  I wish I could ‘unheard’ it but it was cemented in after various other media blasted it into my brain. It was the story about the Starbucks Christmas Cup Controversy.  Lucky you if this is your first time hearing about this. Some guy with obviously too much time on his hands and a penchant for igniting controversial discussions, made a video stating that Starbucks was out to wage a ‘war on Christmas’ because of its minimalistic Christmas coffee cups. They were not Christmassy enough for his liking.

Joshua Feuerstein, the guy behind all this, wrote, “Starbucks removed Christmas from their cups because they hate Jesus,” Yes, Josh, that’s a pure sign of hatred if I ever did see one.  It reeks of disdain and loathe for Jesus!

“I think in the age of political correctness we’ve become so open-minded our brains have literally fallen out of our head.” Feuerstein said in his Facebook video “Did you realize that Starbucks wanted to take Christ and Christmas off of their brand new cups? That’s why they are just plain red.”  I applaud you for bringing this to my attention Mr. Feuerstein, I knew my head was missing something, just never realized it was my brain.  I know a few others with missing brains.   Have you found yours yet, Josh?

I am a Christian and I love Christmas.  I know that the day is not actually the day Christ was born but I use it to remember the BIRTH and celebrate accordingly.  I really don’t give two hoots about who wants to join me in celebrating or who choose not to. In fact, I barely notice the difference these days.  In this age of political correctness that Joshua refers to, I have seen ‘Christmas’ switched to ‘holiday’ for fear that it tramples the rights of those who choose not to celebrate this day.  Still, I see it as a non-issue.  It’s the way of the world.  Farther along we’ll understand why.

Making a issue over a company’s choice on how they want to adorn their cups is silly and a waste of thought.  Surprisingly, millions like-minded people agree that Starbucks is definitely out to kill Christmas! Astounding!  It’s only a cup. My Christmas does not hinge on a disposable cup.  Well maybe what’s inside when I wake up early on Christmas morning does help…so why are we discussing this?  Folks, there are more important things out there to worry about, like how do they get the caramilk inside one of those caramel bars.

When Jesus said ‘Take this cup away from me’, he wasn’t referring to a Starbucks cup. Or was he??

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Just My Take

 

OMG! They Killed Cecil! And A Lion Too!

My favorite animal has always been the lion.  So regal, so strong and fierce.  King of the jungle, uncontested.  I have a lion as my computer background and hanging on my walls. Maybe it’s the leo in me.  Even with that, I still could not conjure up nothing more than disgust at the wanton killing of Cecil the lion in Zimbabwe.  Yes, I agree with the masses that it was callous, selfish, immature and criminal but after that, I shrug and moved on to bigger and more pressing things.  Know why?  Because at the end of the day, it is still a lion.  Innocent and all but a lion nevertheless.

God entrusted the care of animals to us.  He also entrusted us to care for our fellow humans.  Sometimes we forgo the care of our brothers in our zeal to care for the animals, fighting for animal rights while human rights are neglected.  In Zimbabwe, the current regime violates the rights of its people daily but it took the killing of one lion to get our attention focused on that forgotten part of the world. What happens in Africa stays in Africa unless it’s the killing of Cecil.

To put this whole fiasco in perspective, while we North Americans and around the globe are protesting and demonstrating, calling for the head of the dentist perp, Zimbabweans barely even register a ripple.  Many were oblivious of the attention their country was getting over the killing of the big cat.  “What? you mean all this is over the killing of a lion?” Said one incredulous Zimbabwean when told about the viral report of Cecil’s demise.  Shocked probably that the world stopped and paid attention to their country over a lion’s death but are unfazed over the escalating murder of its people.

The people of Zimbabwe have bigger issues to deal with. Apparently, we don’t. Here are a few to chew on:  Boko Haram kidnaps school children regularly to use as sex slaves or child laborers.  Just a few days ago, he and his militants slit the throats of 40 Christian fishermen.  Where is the international outcry?  Starvation kills countless daily around the world and especially Africa, raise your placards demanding we do more to fight this.  School shootings, missing women, so many issues worthy of our attention…While Cecil’s death is now viral news, it never even made the front page in Zimbabwe.  They are more concerned with their countries escalating human rights violations.  I am not condoning this evil but simply putting it in perspective.

Know why Dr. Palmer killed the lion? Because he was bored. Know why we care so much?  Because we are bored. Or too scared to face our own bigger issues.  Instead we blow up petty stuff like Bruce changing into Caitlyn.  To divert our attention from the bigger picture, we focus on the smaller picture.  Unfortunately, that won’t make it go away.  Cecils with human faces are dying.  Innocent HUMANS.  Protest that!

Just My Take.

BIG PICTURE, SMALL SIGN

Protesters hold signs during a rally outside the River Bluff Dental clinic against the killing of a famous lion in Zimbabwe, in Bloomington, Minnesota July 29, 2015. REUTERS/Eric Miller

SMALLER PICTURE, BIGGER SIGN. SPOT THE DIFFERENCE?

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