Remember when ya didn’t have to worry about offending someone when speaking? I still live in that world and I have lost many of my “woke friends” that think I’m insensitive and caustic. Comedian Dave Chapelle is under a lot of criticism for his recent special “The Closer” on Netflix. Transgender folks are demanding an apology. I have not seen much of Dave Chapelle’s work so I obviously was drawn to this story. I needed to see what the controversy is all about. I watched “The Closer” and I can’t seem to find what the controversy is all about.
I grew up listening and enjoying the comedy of Sam Kinison, Richard Pryor and George Carlin. They made fun of themselves and others as well. Comedy isn’t mean to be kind. Sometimes it can be very brutal but it’s comedy. This isn’t someone promoting a public agenda. These are entertainers making astute observations. The transgender population is very hyper sensitive about the observations made by Dave Chapelle about their chosen lifestyle. Three words: Get over it. If you look like the Brawny man and insist on wearing a plaid skirt, size thirteen pumps, a blouse and a wig then ya better be prepared for people to make fun of you. You chose to make yourself the center of attention so quit your complaining for what you created. Everyone is a victim. Everyone is misunderstood. I’m tired of it and I’m not playing this silly game.
I’m part of the “I don’t give a shit” mentality. I will say what I want about who I want when I want. I am not a mean person. I want the best for everyone. I don’t like to create problems I like to solve them. I will NOT, however, give up my freedom of speech in fear of offending someone. If you are offended by what I say or believe then that is your problem to deal with. Why do I need to take a sensitivity class because I refuse to kiss the ring of compliance? These are terrible times. Border crisis, pandemic, inflation, vaccine mandates, out of control crime, etc. If we ever needed to laugh the time is now. Usually things get better with the passage of time but during my life it seems we hit a peak in the late 80’s. It all started with political correctness. Instead of putting a stop to that nonsense we let it grow in the petri dish until we became “woke.” America has turned into a six year old crying on the playground. No one respects you and everyone feels sorry for you. That’s not my country. Time to take off the sundress and frilly frocks and grow a pair.
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I’m glad that I never have had children. I may die alone but I could not handle the guilt I would feel in bringing another human being into a world that is so divided and filled with anger and hate. I was raised as a Catholic. My Mother is very religious and says the rosary daily. As a kid I was bored with Church. I took the Confirmation name of “Peter” NOT because of the famous disciple of Jesus it was because of Peter Criss the drummer for KISS. I am NOT a practicing Catholic yet I am a Christian and my faith is very important to me.
No one will live on this planet forever. That’s not part of the plan. We are not the ones that are in charge. There is so much more beyond this level. I believe this is the true definition of “faith.” I did not always feel this way. People change as they get older and wiser. Twenty years ago I believed the stripper named “Sable” that was hanging upside down on a brass pole during a Motley Crue song, while pursing her red lips through her black roots, loved ME and it was just a coincidence I spent a hundred bucks on table dances, a shitty t-shirt and a bad golf hat. It cost me a lot of money and a lot of friction but like they say “Knowledge is power.”
I’m a Libertarian. Do what ya wanna do but don’t expect me to join you. I’m not a sheep. I may not understand what YOU wanna do because that is called FREE WILL. Don’t buffalo your ass on my property and preach your agenda. It’s not your business what I do. In return I am not gonna parade my beliefs into your world of delusion. NO ONE deserves that. We have forgotten that we operate under the nuance of freedom. A small man in a medical jacket convinced millions of Americans to put on a mask, run in their basement and hide from the world for a year and a half. How stupid was that? What was the benefit? Is this world REALLY one that we want to live in? The crime? The hate? The riots? The shootings? What am I missing? What’s so wonderful on this level that puts everyone in fear of catching a virus that has a minimal chance of ending your life? Turn on the news. Inform yourself. We clearly are NOT living in utopia. If life were a game of Monopoly we would be living in a cardboard box and pissing in a pickle jar on Baltic Avenue.
As I write this blog the “Fear Police” are back. Oh No! Not another variant??? What do we do?? Mask up and run back to the basement until Dr. Foochi says it’s okay to have an ice cream cone? If that’s what YOU want to do then have a good time. I will continue to live my life without fear and accept my own destiny.
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I’m a Libertarian. I live my life through the Golden Rule. I do my thing and you do yours. If you start telling me how to do “my thing” we are NOT going to get along. That’s pretty much the cliff note version of my life. There has been a lot of transgender talk in the news lately and I just can’t take it any more. I really don’t care if I offend anyone because of my honesty. I don’t kiss the ring or live my life in fear. I don’t know what it is like to be transgender. If that’s what you are about then I wish ya all the luck in the world but you’re not gonna get a separate bathroom. Gender is based on human plumbing. If you have a finger shaped organ that dangles between your legs mid torso then you are a male. If you are without the aforementioned flesh pipe then you are a female. Was that difficult to understand? The whacked out left wants you to believe that this basic belief is antiquated and insensitive when nothing could be further from the truth.
I don’t have any kids and I’m glad because if I did what is happening in high school athletics would get me in trouble. Female transgenders, in some states, are allowed to compete against female athletes. I’m sorry but that’s just not right and the proof is in the plumbing. Whatever plumbing you were blessed with when you entered this world is your gender. No more discussion. Everything should be black and white. When grey enters the equation everything turns into a shit storm. Libtards will attack me by saying I’m insensitive when I’m being brutally honest. Dye your hair purple. Put a dog collar on and a safety pin through your ear. Be a six foot seven inch transvestite in a flowered Muumuu. I don’t care what ya do but don’t think for one moment you get a separate bathroom. When nature calls and you need relief choose your bathroom based on the plumbing you were born with. Stop changing the rules in the middle of the game.
Caitlyn Jenner was always Bruce Jenner to me. My father passed away in 1999 so I’m sure when we meet at the pearly gates his first question will be “What the hell happened to the guy on the Wheaties Box?” Caitlyn was criticized when she admitted transgender athletes have a clear cut physical advantage over females. She should know. She has that finger shaped organ hanging between her legs. Who would know better than her?? She was born a he. She has nothing to gain or lose by being honest. It’s time to stop worrying about hurting peoples feelings. Everyone operates from a position of fear. That’s NEVER gonna be productive. You can’t please everyone. There are too many cooks in the kitchen and too many rules. Keep it simple. Get back to the basics. We don’t need MORE rules. We need to enforce the ones we have and if I ever run into Caitlyn Jenner she better be pissing in the men’s room!
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The Derek Chauvin trial will have closing arguments soon and the the case will go to the jury. It’s been almost a year since the death of George Floyd so civil unrest is expected no matter what the verdict. Social terrorist organizations like Black Lives Matter and ANTIFA will use this as an excuse to attack local businesses, the police, innocent citizens and anything that gets in their way of violence and looting. There is no redeeming value to these savages yet nothing is being done to stop their reign of terror. These are not “protests” these are violent attacks on innocent citizens and no one is taking the necessary force to squelch these uprisings. I always say “What we allow we teach.” Most of us are sick and tired of this behavior and want it to stop immediately. I have had more than enough and believe NOW is the time to draw a line in the sand and these urine bags to find out just who is in charge.
I have been to the city of New Orleans many times. I enjoy the culture, the tradition, the food and the people. We can learn a lot from the city of New Orleans on how to handle these out of control attacks and riots. At the end of every night the city of New Orléans goes down Bourbon Street with a fire engine and a hose. During the day the street accumulates various forms of trash, vomit and urine. This is pretty much the same filth you will encounter at a Black Lives Matter rally. The fire truck makes its way down the street spraying water at a high rate of velocity. Within a matter of 90 minutes all the garbage and stench is gone and Bourbon Street is ready for another day of Capitalism at it’s finest.
We all know that a powder keg is about to blow up later this week. There is NO EXCUSE for not being ready. It’s time for the tail to stop wagging the dog. Learn from our friends in New Orleans. Time to bring out the fire trucks and hoses. The moment someone throws a rock, starts a fire or breaks into a building it’s time to start the world’s largest outdoor community shower. You can’t grab a pair of Nike’s and a bottle of Hennessey when you have water coming at you 300 pound per square inch. I’ve seen the mug shots of these savages. Trust me they are well over do for a bath. I hope I am wrong about my fear and prognostication but no one has taken to the proper steps this year to prevent it from happening and I don’t think it’s gonna start now. Just remember….it doesn’t have to happen.
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Christmas Eve was always special for me as a kid. Family would show up and we would have a traditional Polish “Poor Man’s Meal.” Basically it was a very dry fish (sole I believe) served with pierogis and lots of sausage and kraut. Who was I kidding. I was and only child and I just wanted everyone to eat their shitty food so we could go upstairs and open up the damn presents. Things changed forever on that cold and blustery Christmas Eve in 1985.
This was my first Christmas Eve away from home and my family. I got into radio in the summer of 1985 and that changed the way I would celebrate the holidays. More often than not I was away from family. Christmas Eve 1985 found me in Grand Rapids, Michigan. I was two hundred and eighty-five miles away from my childhood home in Strongsville, Ohio. There was a terrible snowstorm that day and I was very sick. I had a fever and was alone for the first time on Christmas Eve. I called my mother to wish her well on the dinner and celebration she was about to have.
I got my first dog when I was in second grade. She was a collie. I named her “Lady.” Lady was my companion from the second grade on. Being an only child Lady was the closest thing to a sibling I would ever have. I was on the phone with mother that Christmas Eve when I heard the doorbell ring in the background. Mom explained she had to go as company was beginning to arrive. Something was not right. Something was missing. My dog would ALWAYS bark when someone rang the door bell. I stopped my mother before she could hang up and I asked in desperation, “What the hell is going on? Why is Lady not barking???” The pause seemed endless. Mother then took a deep breath, hesitated and said “Ya know when ya left in August and said I would know when it was time……..” There was a momentary lack of reason that filled my head. Suddenly it was clear to me…..Mother had killed my dog.
To this very day Mother will deny this ever happened. That’s what parents do as they get older. They develop selective memory and like to rewrite history. That was a long time ago yet it seems like it was yesterday. When your door bell rings this Christmas Eve and I hear your dog barking I can be rest assured you have never met my Mother.
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The image above is the logo of my home town baseball team the Cleveland Indians. I should actually refer to the logo in past tense as it was announced this morning that the Cleveland Indians will be changing their name to become part of this “woke culture.” I remember Dad taking me to opening day in 1973. There were 73 thousand fans in old Municipal Stadium as my Indians beat the Detroit Tigers 2-1 behind the pitching of Gaylord Perry. I had a wonderful time that chilly day in April. Now the “Woke Culture” wants to eliminate history.
So where did this nickname of “Indians” come from? It obviously must emanate from a dark and devilish racist community!!!! Sorry to disappoint you but the name was chosen in honor of Louis Francis Sockalexis, a Cleveland professional ballplayer who was one of the first Native Americans in the game’s history. So the team honored a real person and they designed a logo of what is a simple “cartoon character.” In 2018 the Indians organization actually eliminated the Chief Wahoo logo. That’s right. Ownership actually caved to the pressure from the left. How would you feel if someone bitched about Linus being bullied because he carries a blanket? Most people would respond with “That’s ridiculous. Linus is not real.” Ah-ha!!!!! Neither is Chief Wahoo.
The controversy over the name has forced many to get behind their keyboard and google the name of Louis Francis Sockalexis. The irony here is after you obtain the information you realize this guy surely isn’t a saint being persecuted. Mr. Sockalexis was a character. He was a great athlete but had numerous problems off the field due to his drinking problem. The Indians were known as the Cleveland Spiders back then and they actually believed in Sockalexis so much that they bailed him out of a South Bend jail where he was being held for going on a drunken rage and destroying a bar called Pop Corn Jenie. I’m sure these are the types of memories that the Sockalexis family doesn’t bring up in a chat room.
When do we stop this nonsense? It seems what this culture needs is to come together yet what we are watching and experiencing is continued division. Why are they trying to make us all similar? The foundation of the Constitution protects those differences yet the woke culture wants to destroy them? That should tell you where the root of the problem actually is. Enjoy that three dollar bottle of water the left is selling you….I’ll be in my backyard drinking out of the hose.
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I have always said that life starts to get shitty right after ya find out the truth about Santa Claus. From that point on your trust has been shattered. There is no way you will be prepared for the upcoming trials and tribulations of the Tooth Fairy and the Easter Bunny. Just to make sure you will be on the defensive for the rest of your life you will soon discover birds and bees and a freaking stork have nothing to do with the reason you have become a global footprint on this planet. Let’s get back to that fatal morning of December 1973 when I was in the third grade and Mother summoned me to the kitchen ten minutes before the school bus was to arrive.
Mom seemed to be serious. I went to the kitchen and she told me to sit down. Immediately I began to wonder what I had done wrong. There was no way I was ever going to be properly prepared for what she said next. “I wanted to tell you something before you heard it from Brian Kuhn or someone on the bus,” she said. “You know how ever year at Christmas Santa brings ya gifts? Well that’s actually Mom and Dad. Any questions??” Really??? Any questions??? I have a few. The first one would be “Who are you and what the hell did you just say??” My world was destroyed. Suddenly I questioned everything. All of a sudden the making a wish and blowing out the candles on your birthday cake thing seemed like a bunch of shit to me as well. I was speechless. I was stunned. I could not move and all Mom would say is “Hurry up…..don’t miss the bus.”
I was just eight years old and I felt like a sparring partner of Mike Tyson. I remember being in a daze as I found my way to the bus stop that cold December morning. The bus stopped, I heard the air brakes, the door opened and I climbed aboard. I looked to find my usual seat in the middle of the bus and I locked eyes with Brian Kuhn. For a moment we were one. We said so much without saying anything at all. Finally I exhaled and sat down. After what seemed like an eternity Brian Kuhn finally said “I see your Mother beat me to it.” I paused….smiled…turned towards him and said, “Yes. Yes she did.” It’s never been the same since that cold November morning in 1973. 😪😪😪
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Joe Biden recently called Trump supporters “ugly people.” Oddly enough I wasn’t offended. Funny thing happened during the past four years as us “ugly people” seem to have come together in a common bond…..a love for our country. This country was formed by a bunch of rejects. People of all ethnicities coming together with a common goal; to experience freedom and opportunity. I hate the government. It’s the biggest threat to our freedom and on this Election Day I firmly believe our Constitution is at risk.
A funny thing happened in 2016. America elected a President with zero political experience. He was a successful businessman. His name is Donald J. Trump. Trump is a lighting rod. There is no grey area with this man. You either love or hate him. He’s a billionaire. Most of us are not. So how would this billionaire with zero political experience deal with becoming the most powerful man in the world? I’ll admit he is like a bull in a China shop. He didn’t back down. He took on everyone in Washington. He tells you what he is gonna do….he does it….then tells ya what he did. That is the formula of success for Donald Trump. People noticed. People reacted. People came together. It truly was one of the most amazing things I have ever witnessed in my life.
As an “ugly person” I am not judged. I am accepted. No one cares how much money I have or how I dress. I have always been a very insecure person. I have an incredible need to be loved and accepted. As a teenager I just wanted to be popular. I was class President my junior year but it still wasn’t enough. I felt alone. This may sound silly but you may be able to relate to this. I can’t dance. Not at all. I look like I need medical attention. I was VERY self conscious of this all my life. I didn’t want to make a fool of myself. I didn’t want people to make fun of me. I think a lot of people in this world feel alone. During the last four years something happened. No one can deny this. No one.
The “ugly people” came from EVERYWHERE!!! Rich, poor, black, white, male and female. Some are rednecks….some are fat….some are skinny…yet we share a common bond; a love of our country and freedom. It all came full circle when Donald J. Trump started to dance to the YMCA at the end of his rallies. He can NOT dance at all. He looks like the drunk Uncle at the wedding reception that is the first on the dance floor when the DJ plays “Old Time Rock and Roll.”
He just doesn’t care what people think. Suddenly everyone is doing the Trump Dance. I know it sounds stupid but it’s very important to me. After fifty six years on this planet I am able to dance. I still dance like shit but I really don’t care. This man deserves four more years. He has been through hell. He gets knocked down and he still gets up. He’s not perfect. No one but God is. Thank you Donald J. Trump for making me feel important. I’m proud to be an American. I’m proud that I can’t dance. I’m proud to be an “ugly person.”👇👇👇
As I write this we are slightly more than forty-eight hours away from the close of the polls for 2020, This will be an election like no other in my lifetime. You can feel the tension in the air. You can just sense that something is different this time around.
Years ago politics seemed like something that old people that smelled like urine and Vicks talked about on a Saturday morning coffee at Bob Evans. I never could relate to anyone that ran for office. No one talked about the things I cared or worried about and everyone seemed to just care about promoting and bettering themselves. Then Donald Trump came along. He wasn’t like those people. He didn’t fit in but he spoke about things I cared about and he spoke in a way I could relate to. He wasn’t politically correct but he believes in God, will protect my right to have firearms and will continue to drain the swamp of corruption that is Washington politics.
I’m not alone. Thousands have responded the same way. People that have been ignored for years have reacted and joined the movement. They come from every walk of life and every color. We are very different in background yet so similar in what unites us: Our love for God and this country of America. We are under attack from within. Our Constitution and freedom are at risk so the stakes are high and the time is turbulent. I am afraid that when the sun goes down on Tuesday November, 3, 2020 things will get very violent across the country.
This is the Super Bowl for Black Lives Matter, Antifa and other social terrorist organizations. They really don’t care about the outcome they are looking for a reason to cause violence, hate and destruction. Force MUST be met with GREATER force to be effective. You get one chance to make a first response. Let’s hope those that protect us will be prepared this time for what will indefinitely happen. Use your right to vote and GO HOME. Be part of the solution and not the problem. A true Patriot does not go looking for trouble. If trouble comes marching up your driveway…then you know what to do. 🦾🦾🦾🦾
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