A Well-Versed Dumb Real Donald?

From 1973 – 1982, long before the Real Donald became a household word, we found the clever and clairvoyant Match Game writers submitting Dumb Donald scenarios for emcee Gene Rayburn to recite to the panelists, contestants and all who were playing along in the home and studio audiences.

Normally, at this juncture, I’d be presiding over a Dumb Donald Clip, but, since my demand has nearly exhausted YouTube’s supply, I’ll now need to breathe new life into my shtick. ISO inspiration, namely, head-to-head matches with our dearly departed, Match Game souls, I’ve been simulating, semi-serious seances. And methinks this graying old coot has not been departing the spirit world alone! Indeed, the new, game show host persona, from within me, now emerges to preside over this reincarnated, revamped game show format. Voilà and Ta-Da!

Welcome contestants, one and all, to Match Game 20-20. I’m M.C. Grayburn. Our new rules are straightforward. Each of you will have one chance to match as many of our six, predetermined responses as possible. You’ll be playing for a priceless grand prize; the affirmation that you’re still a clearheaded, critical thinking non-consumer of the Kool-Aid™!

If your non-matching, responses prove more clever than Match Game’s, you’ll still be a winner! To claim your prize, post your witty and/or wise alternatives in the comment section, below.

Soooooo, let’s play Match Game 20-20.

Check out this fill-in-the-blank limerick:

Real Dumb Donald is nasty as phlegm! Ick!
So deserving of this rant / polemic,
He won’t restrain deadly strain,
Nor rein in brutal cops’ reign,
Instead, props up ___________.

Once the “think music” starts, you’ll have 1 Minute to think up your 6 responses.
And, btw, no peeking beneath the turquoise hued, rectangular secrecy partition!

Real Dumb Donald is nasty as phlegm, ick,
So deserving of this rant / polemic,
He won’t restrain deadly strain,
Nor rein in brutal cops’ reign,
Instead, props up ___________.

1. FOX henchmen endemic
2. ass kissers systemic
3. schools non-academic
4. racism systemic
5. fake science alchemic
6. corona pandemic

My thanks to all who showed up to play today! M.C. Grayburn for Match Game 20-20, good-bye and be sure to…

Stay Safe at Home! Stay Publicly Masked! Stay Healthy!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

1619? 2020? WTF is the Diff?

Once again, police brutality has reared its ugly head, stateside. Jacob Blake has become the most recent (known) victim of bristling with testosterone, militant cops. Whenever these bastards unleash their bigoted hostility towards people of color… each time they use unwarranted, undue force… they earn the wrath of civilized citizens, everywhere, and, in this instance, that of Blake’s sister, Ms. Letetra Widman. In our above clip, she expresses her justifiable outrage and exasperation to expose a societal scourge, which gets backdated to August 20, 1619.

A Wikipedia essay further fleshes out America’s sordid past…

“In August 1619, the first recorded slaves from Africa to British North America arrived in what is now Old Point Comfort near the Jamestown colony, on a British privateer ship flying a Dutch flag. The approximately 20 Africans from the present-day Angola had been removed by the British crew from a Portuguese slave ship, the ‘São João Bautista’. They most likely worked in the tobacco fields as slaves under a system of race-based indentured servitude. The modern conception of slavery in the colonial United States was formalized in 1640 (the John Punch hearing) and was fully entrenched in Virginia by 1660.”

To state that in far less clinical terms, systemic brutality against people of color began when the first white asshole businessmen sold slaves to the first white asshole consumers.

The root word of consumer, consume, has several connotations but, check out the synonyms which best define the detrimental impact, which slavery had made on pre-American / present-day American society…

consume (verb): destroy, demolish, lay waste, wipe out, annihilate, devastate, gut, ruin, wreck

Daily Show’s anchorman / host Trevor Noah’s superbly nuanced, spot-on commentary says the rest…

Stay Safe at Home! Stay Publicly Masked! Stay Healthy!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Oxygen?

 

With each passing nanosecond, it is becoming tougher and tougher to bypass that 136kg / 300lb monument to ignorance and intolerance. On the road of life, he is the personification of a massive, badass orange pylon; the roadblock to the much needed and long overdue road to recovery from a multifaceted malaise…

• Be that disease that aforementioned corpulent Fascist’s choke-hold, which asphyxiates many a citizen’s freedom.

• Be that disease pre-American / American society’s reprehensible, four centuries long history of slavery; the systemic racism, which [1] drives the hangman’s noose wielding Klansmen to lynch people of color and [2] sparks police brutality, resulting in many a black man’s “I can’t breathe” pleas for mercy prior to his needless death.

• Be that disease COVID-19, which smothers economic stability / prosperity and chokes off oxygen from many a ventilator dependent human prior to her / his needless death.

• Be that disease the likely irreversible ecological devastation that will, eventually, render Earth’s atmosphere unbreathable; leave many a human gasping for what little breathable Oxygen may still remain.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bygone Bullies Prepared Me For 2020

My younger self would’ve never believed it possible that, come 2020, I’d actually be able to put a positive spin on being bullied from the 4th grade thru the 9th grade (inclusive)… in other words, for 46% of my K-12 pubic schooling experience.

What I learned from being verbally / physically assaulted… even spat on… had actually given me some firsthand insight into discrimination and brutality issues. And my retreat from that ugly scene had even better prepared me for coping with a pandemic shut down world.

You see, my tormentors had unwittingly taught me what it feels like to be discriminated against. In turn, feeling sorry for myself had actually taught me how to feel empathy for similarly persecuted individuals. So, whenever / wherever I see oppression rearing its ugly head… well… my heart sinks and eyes tear up.

To put a face on wretched discriminatory conduct, we look no further than Donald J. Trump’s insensitive, in-your-face and online bullying… all for the express purpose of devaluing precious human beings based upon their ethnicity, religion, orientation, physical attributes and disabilities. And as if that weren’t bad enough, already, there are also his stunningly childish, vicious, ad hominem verbal attacks.

But let’s dig deeper into to the specifics of my days of yore M.O. to avoid bullies. To put it into pandemic parlance… this involved none other than social distancing / isolating. Other than my parents and only sibling, my only after school contacts with humanity had been listening to my transistor radio in my bedroom. The affable DJs and the recording artists they featured, during their broadcasts, had become akin to my surrogate friends.

By the time my rebellious teen years arrived, I opted to appear so radically different from my oppressors that I grew my hair long. Interestingly enough, my winding up in violation of my school’s stringent grooming protocols, left the assistant principal few options but to suspend me! And this was to punish me HOW? Anyway, in time, long hair styles became my lifelong preference. And that certainly doth work out well when a pandemic shuts down the barber shops.

Granted, about three years into the new millennium, I began entertaining the notion of seeking and experiencing the life I had never had… i.e. to make the most of whatever time I have left… but how doth one quickly kick lifelong, hermitlike habits, such as mine? Of course, the Trumpian Flu soon rendered that Q a moot point.

Ergo, I’ve now come to the realization that that life may never happen… mainly because the powers that be… drawing on the abundance of their density and rapacity… have opted to prematurely re-open our world. And… long sigh… the resurgence of COVID-19 is already underway.

Now, whether or not we’re ordered back into our bunkers, that’s where I’ll be. These days, I won’t even need to rely on radio DJs anymore.

You see, yearning for a career that would jibe with my reclusive lifestyle, I had chosen Communications Arts for my college major… i.e., in hopes the radio station studio might, someday, become my new hide out from a bully saturated world.

And, when that plan didn’t pan out, I set up a modest home studio… where in the months of corona sequestration, yet to come, I’ll be spinning my own LPs / CD’s for an audience of one… moi.

 

Stay Safe… Stay Home… Stay Healthy…

 

 

 

 

 

 

Noah Speaks the Truth

The Daily Show’s Trevor Noah presents his even-handed, nuanced, meticulous, unscripted deconstruction of yet another incident of indefensible, undue police brutality / use of deadly force. In the process, he also documents the waning moments of Rayshard Brooks’ too damned short time on Earth.

About all I can add…

• Initially, this involved a matter of suspected public intoxication… a misdemeanor offense. Granted, Brooks did scuffle with the cops, however, he also tried to flee. Most reasonable folks would readily conclude that, at that point, he posed no threat and the cop had no good reason to shoot him dead.

• Considering how multiple decades’ worth of news cycles have been dominated by stories of police brutality / unwarranted use of deadly force… most recently of how a cop had murdered George Floyd… Brooks likely surmised he was doomed and had good reason to run.

• Although Brooks’ judgment had likely been alcohol impaired, he was still sufficiently sober to react to a lifetime of indoctrinated fear.

• The very brand of deeply ingrained fear that has been handed down from generation to generation… from father to son… both within pre-American and American society… for the past 401 years.

• The sobering truth is that there’s no shortage of white lawless lawmen, who will summarily mete out the death penalty for the slightest of infractions and, all too often, even when no law has been broken, at all.

• So there’s what we do know about the death of Rayshard Brooks. However, what most of us don’t know is how that cop had gunned him down on the day before his young daughter’s birthday party [Read More Here].

• Most reasonable folks would readily conclude that the good people who’ve been pouring out into the streets have good reason to protest.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Brutal Honesty re Police Brutality

Let’s deconstruct the phrases “police force” and “law enforcer”. Could the overemphasis of “force”, at least to some small degree, be subliminally suggesting to law enforcers that police brutality is “just” part of their job description? Could classifying law enforcers by military rank (e.g. sergeant, lieutenant, captain, etc.) be aiding and abetting their militancy, too?

We already know that federal militarization of America’s state and local police forces is tantamount to overkill. Could that practice, simultaneously, be suggesting to law enforcers that becoming brutal killing machines is, somehow, expected of them? Even playing into their mucked up rationale that, since they’ve already got the army armaments and vehicles, anyway, why not do what?

Shoot first, ask questions later? Declare war? Mutate America’s streetscapes into war zones? Kneel on their prisoners throats to suffocate them? Sadistically jump up and down on their victims’ dead bodies until they smash their atoms into the asphalt?

Sorry for such graphic descriptions. However, except for that bit about the atoms, that damn near well sums up what’s actually happening out there.

Of course, as most of us already know, police brutality’s primary cause is deeply rooted in North America’s 401-year-old history, namely, the enslavement of people of color, which predates the birth of America by more than a century and a half. Those bygone, backward slave owners made damned sure that oppressive, reprehensible racism would be omnipresent, and, to this very day, too damned many law enforcers still buy into maintaining that mindset.

• That’s why unarmed, tackled to the ground, handcuffed and not resisting arrest people of color (such as George Floyd), suspected of committing minor, non-violent crimes, are winding up awaiting their wings instead of awaiting their trials. Which begs the question:  What ever happened to their 6th Amendment protections, which (to paraphrase) guarantee a defendant’s rights to a speedy public trial by an impartial jury (instead of the trial by judge, jury and executioner cops).

• That’s why non-violent people (of all races), who are protesting the incidents of deadly police brutality are, ironically, falling victim to police brutality, too. Which begs the question: What ever happened to their 1st Amendment protections, which (to paraphrase) establish their freedom of speech and right to peaceably assemble to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.

As of late, we’ve been finding no shortage of “experts”, who’ve been touting the notion of sensitivity training for cops… mind you… murderous cops who, deep down, would rather be sporting their KKK white than their police department blue. If their commanding officers actually believe a crash course in common decency is the panacea that’ll end police brutality, they are dead wrong.

If police officers do not harbor egalitarianism and humanitarianism within their heads, hearts and souls, to begin with… if they have not patterned their entire lives to those ideals, then, they do not possess the right stuff and do not belong anywhere near a police department. If they, instead, find authoritarianism and barbarism preferable, that would prove them beyond redemption and better suited for a police department’s jail cell.

Those who hire cops must learn how to better vet cop wannabes… make damned sure that only humankind’s finest get badges pinned to their new uniforms. Additionally, a from the attic to the basement, police department house cleaning is in order. If law enforcers’ modus operandi is police brutality, their immediate outing and ousting is already long overdue.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

HELP!

Once upon a time, America was a shining beacon… the advocate of life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness… so much so… that, in those better days, we even offered to extend our enlightened way of life to the oppressed masses… wherever they existed in our world… whenever needed.

• Seeing how, these days, my homeland’s better days can only be seen in the rearview mirror…

• Seeing how the road ahead is enshrouded by the dense, swirling haze of tear gas, from which a Fascist’s deployed, armed to the teeth, militant, testosterone poisoned phalanxes emerge to go to war with Americans…

We the People can only hope that the above clip… Trevor Noah’s commentary / presentation (an accurate reflection of America’s societal distress and disintegration) will serve as our Mayday! Mayday! Mayday! beamed across the www… our distress call to all freedom loving nations that may view this video… that is… should it should survive any attempt(s) at censorship.

• Seeing how said tyrant can and will do whatever he effing pleases and all who are Constitutionally duty-bound to rein him in either cannot or choose not to do their duty… We the People are S.O.L. Ergo…

Please… will somebody, somewhere, somehow come to America’s rescue before it’s too late… that is… if it’s not too late already.

Keep in mind that saving us will save your own homeland(s), too. It goes without saying that when an autocrat is left to his own military devices… inclusive of nuclear WMD… he won’t be content to stay within any geopolitical confines.

To him it’s today America… tomorrow the world.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sheriff Taylor’s Community Building Pays Off!

No big secret, the horrifying militarization of our state and local police forces is what has been mutating municipalities into war zones, where police brutality rules and the accused… be they totally innocent bystanders, guilty of non-violent crimes or anyone in between and beyond… have been needlessly winding up six feet under.

To compare and contrast that ugly scene to its diametric opposite, let’s view a couple of scenes from The Andy Griffith Show.

Granted, real life is not a TV sitcom. But, let’s consider, anyway, the late actor, Andy Griffith, who, from October 3, 1960 to April 1, 1968, portrayed the small screen’s, small town Mayberry Sheriff, Andy Taylor (the antithesis of the stereotypical, deep south, bigoted lawman).

True, benign Andy’s bygone, no guns approach probably would not translate well into society today… seeing how bad guys’ are now armed to the teeth with militarized WMD. Nevertheless, there are still valuable insights found within the episode ending clip, below, which exemplify the good sheriff’s countrified, no shots fired approach to fighting crime, which real life police departments’ top brass could draw on… hopefully not with drawn guns.

BTW, I recently had the pleasure of viewing the MeTV network aired, entire episode. To flesh out the missing details…

Taylor and Barney Fife, his somewhat inept but always good intentioned Deputy, team up with visiting big city cops to chase down a dangerous on the lam crook. In the process, the bad guy hoodwinks, disarms and ropes up the gullible Fife. Soon after, Andy shows up, frees up his deputy and then plays out a hunch. After uncounted years of community building, he knows an elderly woman, who they’ve both befriended, lives in a nearby cabin. When she answers the door appearing uncharacteristically flustered and even fails to complain about her ailments (the way she normally does), Andy immediately suspects she’s been taken hostage. Ergo, for the “benefit” of the unseen, behind the door felon, he casually mentions how he’d been fishing earlier and had left his boat / raft tied up, nearby. Falling hook, line and sinker for the sheriff’s “helpful hint”, the bad guy makes use of the lake for what he believes to be the perfect escape route.

I’ll let YouTuber Major Evan’s comment tell what happens to the crook next…

“For those who haven’t seen the show, or this episode, Andy actually tricked him into taking that particular raft because it was full of holes and would inevitably sink. It forced the convict to swim back to shore where the police were waiting for him.”

Ergo, the trigger happy, big city cops, who’d been hellbent on mutating Mayberry into a war zone, stand down, feeling simultaneously wowed and a newfound respect for Sheriff Taylor’s small town, no shots fired tactics. Yep, everyone (with the possible exception of the arrested bad guy) winds up whistling a happy tune… this happy tune…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Why Can’t It Be Brains Over Brawn?

 

With ever-increasing frequency, police brutality has become the latest rage… George Floyd being the most recent fatality. Indeed, the video of his murder by a judge, jury and executioner cop, makes it damned near impossible for anyone to believe that good cops even exist anymore.

The totally justifiable, nearly palpable public outcry has poured out into the streets and is also getting infused, in real time, within our streamed, aired and blogged reportage. And all of that has translated out into our clear-cut, demographics spanning demand:

END POLICE BRUTALITY NOW!

Public servants serve no one when they crack open skulls, fracture other bones, bruise and bloody human flesh… when they, far too damned frequently and ever so casually, resort to murder to quench their thirst for blood… to even further their own psychotic, ideological agendas.

Granted, no one could ever fault cops, who’ve been left no other choice but to defend themselves. Even so, it’s the brains over brawn favoring officers who always do their utmost to avoid, wherever / whenever possible, the use of deadly force.

However, there’s the flip side to that coin. Right on cue, are the incriminating videos, where we become eyewitness to cops assaulting / murdering arrestees, who have ALREADY been subdued!

Why the hell these officers could not calmly seat their prisoners in the back of their cruisers and promptly drive them off to jail, beats the hell out of us (hopefully… never literally).

How bad cops’ superiors respond to police brutality incidents typically involves their call for remedial action… a game-plan that’s tantamount to what? A game? A time out? After school detention? A slap on the wrist? A phoned in, paint by the numbers, crash course in sensitivity training? As if what? Cops can actually be taught to act civilized? Is that even possible?

Is that even wise?

And what if the lessons to be learned are not actually learned? Especially tough to ever fully overcome is that offensive, rolled eyes, smirking, scoffing, bad cop arrogance and aggression.

The time has arrived to reinvent, restaff and rebuild our state and local police departments. Due to the pandemic, at present, there are multiple millions of unemployed people. Amongst this vast untapped labor force, it should not be all that difficult to [1] secure worthy applicants, who possess within their heads, hearts and souls, the very innate intellect, sensitivity and civility required to protect humanity and [2] promptly hire them!

 

Stay Safe! Stay Home! Stay Healthy!

 

 

 

 

Pyrrhic Victory?

 

When the godforsaken fool, who misleads my homeland, was duly forewarned re COVID-19 (early on and more than once), his malignant narcissism prodded him to pit his puny as a cherry pit brain against an entire medical community’s brain trust.

Most assuredly, he did not outsmart them.

Instead, his big head had caused him to blow it big time… i.e., to needlessly sicken nearly 2,000,000 of his compatriots (and still counting) and condemn 107,000 of them to a premature death (and still counting). His abject neglect has also killed off 44,000,000 jobs (and still counting).

Being true to his dubious talent for mucking up whatever he gets his grubby little paws on, he caused the robust economy (which he inherited from Obama) to go bust. Ergo, he can no longer win reelection by falsely claiming to be God (or at the very least), God’s gift to Wall Street.

Seeing how he has now alienated / pissed off the crass materialist segment of his voter base, who can he still count on to reelect him?

Why, that’d be Donny’s best buddies… the itchy trigger fingered, militant gun nuts and imbecilic bigots. In their role as snap-to-attention, chronic, sicko suck-ups, they also act as his wind-up toy soldiers, who, on his behalf, are ever-ready to shoot off their assault rifles and hatred spewing mouths. As of late, it’s been Trump’s Tweets and on cam barked out marching orders, which have been deploying them, nationwide.

Donny’s minions’ ongoing mission is to further infuriate minorities, who, justifiably so, have been taking to the streets to [1] call attention to the ongoing for untold generations, societal scourge known as police bigotry / brutality, [2] seek justice for its latest victim, George Floyd, who was killed by the homicidal Minneapolis cop, Derek Chauvin, and [3] call attention to a heedless, headless, heartless, soulless, fraudulent prez who, rather than enthusiastically join their fight against all aspects of racism, sadistically exploits it for his own political gain.

And true to Trump’s know nothing / do nothing “talents”, all the lazy bum need do to win… for society to lose… is sit on his fat Fascist fanny and laugh his ass off while white supremacist, a-hole chumps do all his dirty work for him.

Alas, racist Donny has all his bid for re-election bases covered, too.

Seeing how non-masked and non-socially distancing protestors (many of them non-Caucasians), have been and will continue to be exposed to COVID-19, when they get sick and die, that means lower liberal voter turnout.

Even if the Klansman and Nazi turnout is too low, he can always fall back on the unrest, itself.

The insurrection in America, of Donald J. Trump’s own making, would certainly give him unjust cause to declare Martial Law, suspend the November Elections and remain in power until his sparked off, Hellish conflagration burns America down to the ground.