Stand Your Ground (and Kill Who You Want)

A wrong-headed law that gives people to kill without punishment.

A wrong-headed law that gives people to kill without punishment.

With his trial for the killing of Trayvon Martin not slated to begin until next year, don’t think for a minute George Zimmerman isn’t spending his free time dreaming up new hustles to separate suckers from their money.

His latest one is a post on his official website when Zimmerman claims  the “George Zimmerman Defense Fund is at its lowest, and new funds must be raised to support George’s living expenses and legal costs.”   Give now and you’ll receive a note that reads “Thank you for your support, [signed] your friend, George Zimmerman.”

I have no idea what kind of person would give money to a cowardly punk like Zimmerman and I hope I never meet anyone that would.   I’m not a violent man, but I do have fantasy of what I might do if George Zimmerman, a metal baseball bat, a locked room and me were to all converge simultaneously in an act of cosmic justice.

Who needs a bloody fantasy when  you can make them reality and under Florida’s twisted Stand Your Ground law you can kill who you want when you want because you want  and  nobody seems interested if  allows people to get away with murder.

Michael David Dunn will be brought from Brevard County to Jacksonville after entering a not-guilty plea to charges of murder and attempted murder in the Friday shooting death of a 17-year-old student at a Jacksonville gas station.

Dunn, 45, of Satellite Beach, waived extradition and should be en route back to Jacksonville before Thursday to face charges in the death of Jordan Russell Davis, according to Lt. Tod Goodyear, the Brevard County Sheriff’s Office spokesman.

A gun collector in Jacksonville for his son’s wedding, Dunn told police he felt “threatened” after an argument with the Wolfson High student over loud music coming from a sports-utility vehicle parked next to him at the Gate station at 8251 Southside Blvd. Davis was in the back seat when “there were words exchanged,” followed by gunfire at 7:40 p.m., said Jacksonville homicide Lt. Rob Schoonover.

“Our suspect produced a weapon and started firing into the vehicle. Our victim was shot a couple of times,” Schoonover said. “ … They were listening to the music. It was loud; they [other teens] admitted that. But I mean that is not a reason for someone to open fire on them.”

Jordan Davis.  Victim.  Dead.

Jordan Davis. Victim. Dead.

Schoonover said Dunn and his girlfriend were next to the red SUV containing Davis and three of his friends. Dunn’s girlfriend was inside when Dunn and Davis exchanged words. Shots were fired, leaving Davis hit and eight or nine bullet holes in the SUV, Schoonover said.

The couple drove off after Dunn told her he had “fired at these kids,” Schoonover said. They went to their hotel, then returned to Brevard County when they learned what had happened from local news.

Witnesses gave police Dunn’s license plate number, which led police to his home. Schoonover said Dunn was planning to turn himself in when he was arrested.

Ever been at a red light when right next to you some big-ass Escalade rolled up and the bass was bumping so loud it’s not just rattling their windows, it’s rattling yours too?   How many times have you wished you could scream, “Hey!  Turn that shit DOWN!”   But you don’t.  You just sit there fuming and wishing the damn light would turn green already.

Or maybe if you’re strapped and feeling like you’ve had about as much as you can stand, you do tell the rude kids in the big-ass Escalade to turn that shit down.  Maybe you even follow them and decide to enforce some city codes about noise.

Dunn’s attorney explained what her client’s defense would be for shooting the unarmed Davis, “It will be very clear that Mr. Dunn acted very responsibly and as any responsible firearms owner would have acted under these circumstances.”

Lemonidis told a Jacksonville television station, “All he did was pull up next to this car, or the car pulled up next to him, he’s on the passenger side of their car, and he said, he rolled down his window and politely said, ‘Would you mind turning that music down?'” Lemonidis said. “And the driver apparently turned it off immediately. Then he hears from the back, ‘That (expletive), he can’t, that (expletive), we ain’t going to tell us where to turn our music down,’ and boom, they cranked it back up as loud as it would go. Louder than it had been.”

“When he saw the shotgun barrel come up in the rear passenger window, he saw about three to four inches of it,” Lemonidis said. “He estimated the gauge of the shotgun, the type, everything, he’s very familiar with firearms, as I said, owns firearms and has since he was in third grade. He immediately went into self-defense mode, which any responsible firearms owner would do.”

When informed the police said no weapon was found in the vehicle Davis was riding in, Lemonidis replied, “I humbly suggest that they may not have looked hard enough, and it certainly would not have been in the vehicle when they looked unless they had stopped it immediately, which I doubt they did.”

Lemonidis did not say whether Dunn would invoke the Stand Your Ground defense.

This isn’t self-defense.  This isn’t even Zimmerman’s bullshit claim that his role as part of a neighborhood block watch gave him the authority to stalk, confront and kill Trayvon Martin.   This is straight-up street justice when whatever it is that annoys or scares you is all the pretext needed to pull out your piece and start blasting.

Haven’t we been here before?  Yes, we have and we will revisit this story again with only the names and places changing as long as Florida and other states in this gun-crazy country makes hunting human beings legal.

Mr. Dunn, meet Mr.  Zimmerman.  You two should hang out.  You have so much in common.   Like the blood of dead young men on your hands.

Michael Dunn.  Shot Jordan Davis.  May go free.

Michael Dunn. Shot Jordan Davis. May go free.

Loser’s Lunch

Inspected and rejected by 62 million Americans.

There’s a question being asked over Mitt Romney breaking bread with Barack Obama at the White House today and that is why?  Why would Obama want to dine with the man he beat soundly three weeks ago?   Better still, why would Romney accept the invitation?

Because it costs the president nothing to be gracious to his challenger and for Mitt’s part, it’s not as if he has anything better to do.

Speculation runs rampant that Romney might be offered some advisory role to the president or even a lesser Cabinet position such as Secretary of Commerce.   Not going to happen.   Obama has plenty of qualified people to select from for his second-term Cabinet and there will be some Republicans included, but let’s not take this “team of rivals” thing too far.

There’s no place for Romney in the Obama Administration.   Romney brings nothing to the table Obama can’t get from somebody better qualified and on his side.   The worst kept “secret” of the entire campaign was how much these two guys don’t like each other.   Unless Obama makes him the ambassador to Switzerland or the Cayman Islands so he can visit the millions of dollars he’s off-shored,  Romney couldn’t be less interested in spending the next four years deferring to the man who denied him his heart’s desire.

If Obama doesn’t want to hear Romney’s suggestions and Romney is praying Obama doesn’t embarrass him by offering him a gig, what exactly will they talk about?

“I love you honey.” “Me too.”

Still President Obama: So Mitt, how’s Ann doing?

Not President Romney: Fine.

Still President Obama:  How’s your coffee?  Need it freshened up?

Not President Romney:  No.

Still President Obama:  U Mad, Bro?

Not President Romney:  Hell to the yeah.  

I hate to be a bad winner…no, that’s a lie.  I love being a bad winner because I don’t like Mitt Romney and it gave me a great deal of personal satisfaction to not simply see him lose, but to completely fail.  The moment was there for Mitt Romney to show his character and he passed on it.  He could have said the president ran a better campaign.  He could have given some credit to those who voted against him.   Even in defeat, Romney could have done more to put aside the rancor and division of a bitterly fought and highly contentious election.

But Mittens wasn’t going on like that.  All those millions and it still didn’t buy Romney and .   He had to go out crying like a little bitch about Obama handing out “gifts” to his base.   Paul Ryan dealt from the bottom of the race card deck himself when he credited (or blamed) Obama’s victory to turnout in “urban areas.”

The “Obama Is Your Santa Claus” riff is one you hear and read being pushed by Republicans refusing to face the cold, hard facts.   Romney’s “chief strategist” Stuart Stevens offered up an alternate take on reality in a op-ed explaining why his candidate lost, but he couldn’t resist playing the race card.
On Nov. 6, Romney carried the majority of every economic group except those with less than $50,000 a year in household income. That means he carried the majority of middle-class voters. While John McCain lost white voters younger than 30 by 10 points, Romney won those voters by seven points, a 17-point shift. Obama received 4½million fewer voters in 2012 than 2008, and Romney got more votes than McCain. ..There was a time not so long ago when the problems of the Democratic Party revolved around being too liberal and too dependent on minorities. Obama turned those problems into advantages and rode that strategy to victory. But he was a charismatic African American president with a billion dollars, no primary and media that often felt morally conflicted about being critical. How easy is that to replicate?

Really, Stuart?   You’re proud that your boy appealed only to White voters making over $50,000 a year?     That’s what you’re thumping your chest about.   No wonder Mittens lost.   Apparently it’s impossible and particularly when you’re getting bad advice from a “strategist” that all you need to do to win is to appeal to pissed-off White men and ignore the rest of the country.   Who at the Washington Post thought it was a good idea to give a loser a podium to brag about how he lost?

This lunch  is gonna be a little awkward, but through a confidential source I can reveal what’s  on the menu for Mittens.    The White House chefs whipped  up a feast of sour grapes as the appetizer , an entree of crow,  dessert of a big slice of  humble pie and a glass of curdled milk.

Bon appetit. 

Romney and friends.

“Hi, I’m Mitt and I’m down with my brown and black peeps.”

I Got 49 Problems But the Saints Ain’t One

Get outta my way! I’m trying to keep this job!

The 49ers went down to N’awlins and came back with a 31-21 victory over the Saints.

I hate the Saints.   I hate the Cowboys and some other teams too, but the hate I have for the Saints burns hot, high and bright.  Not like I want anything bad to happen to Drew Brees or anyone on the team, but I hate the way those swaggering, thuggish, roguish mofos act like they are they are the most formidable offense in the NFL.   Let’s get this straight.  The Saints are only as good as Brees is on any given Sunday.  If he’s having a bad game, there is no “Plan B” to fall back on.

The Saints running backs are Darren Sproles, Pierre Thomas, Chris Ivory and Mark Ingram and all of them are given a chance to tote the rock.   Whenever a team uses a running back by committee approach it means they don’t have one that’s good enough to deserve the majority of the carries.   Marcus Colston is a fine wide receiver, but he doesn’t dominate the way a Calvin Johnson.   The only guy who dominates is tight end Jimmy Graham, but his four receptions for 33 yards made no difference on the game’s outcome.

It’s Crunchtime in the Big Easy.

As for the Saints defense, as good as the offense is, the defense is just as bad.   No wonder head coach Sean Payton and ex-defensive coordinator Gregg Williams instituted their bounty program.   The stiffs they dress up in those ugly black-on-black and gold-trimmed uniforms are among some of the most talentless losers in the league.  I wouldn’t trade the worst player on the 49ers “D” for the best one on the Saints (and I can’t think of whom their best player might be).

As a 49ers fan, there was NOBODY I wanted them to beat more this season than the Saints. After the whole Bountygate mess from the playoffs, it’s an established fact the Saints are a dirty football team. Beating their butts in their own house in front of their fans only makes the win all the sweeter. Playoffs? Not for you, suckers!

The story for the sportswriters coming out of the game is the supposed “quarterback controversy” between Kapernick and Alex Smith.  Look, no offense to Smith.  He’s a good quarterback.  He’s good enough to win more games than he loses and he’s good enough to make enough plays to get the Niners into the playoffs.   As he showed against the Saints last January, he’s good enough to use his arm and his legs to win a big game,

But here’s the thing.   After beating the Saints in the playoffs, the only thing standing between the Niners and a return to the Super Bowl was the New York Giants.   The two fumbles by wide receiver Kyle Williams gave the game away to the G-Men and Smith had a solid, if unspectacular game (12-26, 196 yards, two TD’s), but only completed one pass to a wide receiver.

The Niners knew they had to upgrade their receivers and went out and signed Mario Manningham away from the Giants as a free agent, lured Randy Moss out of retirement and drafted A.J. Jenkins with their first pick in the draft.   Manningham has only been okay, Moss has had flashes of former brilliance and Jenkins hasn’t played a single down (but may have to now that Williams is out for the season with a torn ACL).

None of that mattered when the Giants returned to San Francisco in Week 6 and rolled out with a 26-3 win that was never close and Smith was terrible throwing three interceptions and no touchdowns.

The Niners and the Giants look like they’re on a collision course to meet again in the playoffs.   The Giants have beaten them two out of the last three games.   Given another shot, Smith might be able to redeem himself from the beat down the Giants served up, but when the book on the 2012 season is written, that might have been the moment when head coach Jim Harbaugh realized how low Smith’s ceiling is.

It’s all fun and games until someone loses their job.

When Smith suffered a concussion against the Rams it opened the door for Kapernick to stroll through as the starter.   The unspoken rule in the NFL is a veteran isn’t supposed to lose his job due to injury.  But ask Drew Bledsoe how Tom Brady made the most of his shot and never let it go.

In pro football the next man up is always one play away from starting.   Maybe he’s only enjoying a few fleeting moments of glory before he crashes and burns but Kapernick is going to make the most of his chance.   I’m a little conflicted about how he got that chance, but after seven seasons I already know what Alex Smith has to bring to the party.    In Kapernick, the 49ers have a shiny new toy to play with.   I’m curious to see how he handles the pressure.

Black Friday Follies: I Do Not Buy What I Do Not Want.

It might have been Lily Tomlin who said “The trouble with the rat race is even if you win, you’re still a rat.”

The other thing is the other rats keep getting faster and the maze we’re in never gets any easier to get out of.

Black Friday is a masterpiece of marketing and advertising and the conquest of common sense.  Why do I need to be up long before the sun is shivering in the cold with the other idiots to buy a Black and Decker multipurpose power tool I might use three times a year?   Because I’m a good little consumer and I follow my programming without hesitation or question.

All year long I buy what I need when I need it.  Why get sucked in by the hype of National Go Buy Stuff Day?   I keep my ass at home on Black Friday.  Do I really need to get up at 4:00 a.m. to stand in line to buy a toaster with 25 temperatures and  spinning rims?

I am not a snobby elitist who detests standing in line with the masses.  Nor am I some anti-Capitalist desiring to send a message to the money-grubbing exploiters of the working classes that I will not take part in their bourgeois orgy of materialism and greed.    If Black Friday is to the hardcore shopper what Super Bowl Sunday is to the football fan, knock yourself out.   I’d be the last guy to get between someone and their compulsive need to buy another flat screen TV they don’t need.

The thing is Super Bowl Sunday is rarely when the best game of the year is played.   It’s just the day that’s most hyped as the best game even though it usually isn’t.   Well, this truth holds for Black Friday doorbusters bargains.   You can set the alarm to get up at an ungodly hour so you can stand around a Macy’s or Wal-Mart at 5:00 a.m., if that’s how you roll,  but don’t expect to get the best bargains of the year because you won’t.

MYTH: Everything on Sale on Black Friday Is at Its Lowest Price of the Year Although many Black Friday deals offer the lowest prices of the year, you should probably wait to buy toys, brand name HDTVs, and winter apparel. Toys see the deepest discounts right before Christmas; brand name HDTVs sink in price between December and February; and winter apparel sales are best after Christmas.   What’s more, retailers often sprinkle in mediocre discounts with their doorbuster deals, in the hopes that shoppers trying to bang out all of their holiday shopping will bite on high-profit items.

Perhaps there’s some small entertainment that comes with joining in with hundreds of other shoppers convinced they’re making out like bandits by being the first one to rush inside like the zombies invading the mall in Dawn of the Dead.   I’ve even done it once when my wife convinced me to go with her and the kids to Target.    For what exactly, who knows?   I do recall once was enough for me.  The high point was going to breakfast after the low point of pushing, elbowing and jockeying for position to buy something now long forgotten.

Buy! Consume! Spend! BRAINS!!!!

If you run a store that opens on Thanksgiving and denies your employers a day off so they can enjoy the day with their families you’re pretty vile and if you go shopping on Thanksgiving and justify these asshole bosses screwing their workers you’re an asshole too.   Or don’t you think those cashiers want to be home with their families eating turkey and watching parades and football games too?

Black Friday always features the inevitable news stories of old people having heart attacks and dying on the floor while others step over the bodies,  good Christian folks cursing like angry drunks and punching each other out over some worthless trinket, or the smart shopper who gets jacked in the parking lot by someone who wants what they got and wasn’t about to stand in line for two hours to get it.  Yeah, that’s a lot of fun.

It’s a paradox.  On Thanksgiving we appreciate what we have.  The next day we max out our credit cards to buy the stuff we want right now.

In America, “delayed gratification” is the time spent between waiting for Wal-Mart to unlock the doors to how long it takes to get to the check-out lane.

Go forth, gladiators.   I am content to stay home all warm and cozy in my bathrobe sipping of orange juice as I shop within my means from the convenience of my laptop.   I’m too bad-tempered to find any pleasure from going to war over an I-Phone I can’t afford or yet another appliance I do not need.    If by chance Black Friday earns the name for being Day Zero of the zombie apocalypse I’d prefer to observe the chaos from a safe distance.

Let’s go SHOPPING!!!!

What’s Going On With These Marvin Gaye Movies?

“Another Marvin Gaye movie? Let’s get it on!”

There’s news from the Will-We-Ever-Get-A-Damn-Marvin-Gaye-Movie-Made? Desk.   Now Lenny Kravitz is attached to one if you need that sort of thing.

Rocker-actor Lenny Kravitz has reportedly been tapped to portray Marvin Gaye in filmmaker Julien Temple’s forthcoming biopic.

The controversial British director stepped in to revive the project last year after both Cameron Crowe and F. Gary Gray abandoned plans to bring the soul legend’s life story to the big screen, and now Kravitz has been cast as the music icon… 

Talk about making a movie about Motown’s sexiest singer has been going on since 2008, but talk is all there’s been so far.  The original MSN article was skimpy with details so I read the London Evening Standard story it linked to.  Here’s the graph that leaps out at me.

It would chart the final years of Gaye’s  life in London from 1981, when he was suffering from an addiction to alcohol and an allergy to the taxman, and how he was rescued by music promoter Freddy Cousaert and spirited away to his flat in Ostend, Belgium, to recover.

Let’s translate what that really means.

These boots weren’t made for walking.

By focusing on the last years of Gaye’s life overseas,  that likely means his critical Motown years (and the Motown music and those messy licensing rights) will be skipped and so will the songs from Marvin’s most fertile years.    No “What’s Going On.”  No “Inner City Blues.”  No “I Heard It Through the Grapevine.”  Probably no Tami Terrell and definitely no marriage to Berry Gordy’s sister.   Such omissions would be like doing a Martin Luther King, Jr. movie and skipping the “I Have A Dream” speech.

What we will get is the years when Marvin was a drugged-out hot mess who was too busy getting stoned and jacking off to porn (read Divided Soul by David Ritz like  I did) to make music.   Marvin was actually over and done until Freddy Cousaert cleaned him up that he could squeeze out a last gasp of brilliance with “Sexual Healing.”

Going to take a wild guess here, but I would bet this movie will focus on Cousaert saving Marvin from himself.  In other words this will be a Good White Man rescuing a Talented, But Bad Black Man movie.

We’ve seen this movie when it was called ‘Round Midnight, The Blindside or The Hurricane.  The Good White Person is the opposite  of the Magic Negro.  Whether it’s The Help, Mississippi Burning, Cry Freedom or Ghosts of Mississippi it’s the same old shuck n’ jive of White people waking up to realize “Gee, those Negroes got it tough,” and in falling all over themselves to aid those poor, helpless Black people shifting the emphasis to a coming-of-age story of the White person instead of the Black protagonist.

Finally, here’s the thing about a Marvin Gaye biopic: haven’t we heard this before?   Never mind whether Lenny Kravitz can pull off playing Gaye.  Jesse L. Martin left Law and Order to make a Gaye film and how much luck has he had?

“(Making the film is) impossible. It’s just not… I don’t know (if it’ll happen). I mean, I just sort of threw that one up to the universe and said, ‘If it’s meant to be, it’ll be’, but it seems impossible to put together, it really does. It just hasn’t happened… There’s five or six (other Gaye projects) in the works. I actually feel less pressure. There’s so many stories out there trying to happen that it just seems like it might be impossible. Nobody’s done it yet. We haven’t done it, nobody else has either, so there seems to be a reason you haven’t seen that story on the big screen yet. I don’t know what it is, but we’re gonna have to change tactics and do it on stage, or something like that. That would actually be a great idea! So we’ll see, we’ll see.”

“Gaye? Nah, bro. I like the ladies.”

A few years ago there were no less than four Marvin Gaye biopics floating around, but none of them went into the production phase.    F. Gary Gray (Set It Off) had one.  Cameron Crowe worked on another for four years with Terrence Howard attached before he hung it up.  Julian Temple’s was called Midnight Love (and still may be for all I know) and focuses on Gaye’s years in Brussels stoned out of his mind until he cleaned up long enough to record “Sexual Healing.”

Don Cheadle has tried for years to make a Miles Davis biopic with no luck.  The most recent thing I’ve heard about that project is that instead of it being a biography of the Dark Magus, now it’s just going to be Miles meeting a White fan and how the fan’s world is rocked by the encounter.

I’m not going to gripe about the casting of Kravitz to play Gaye.  He doesn’t look or sound anything like Marvin, but Beyoncé didn’t look anything like Etta James either.  The way I’m looking at it is, I sincerely doubt this movie will ever see the light of day or the dark of a movie theater.

Gaye was a brilliant singer, a sex symbol, a neurotic freak; his chaotic life was made for the movies, but deserves an in-depth exploration, not a Spark Notes version.

I’ll believe in a Marvin Gaye movie when I see it and I doubt I ever will.


Does the Right To Privacy Include the Right To Be Racist?

There is a belief—a hope, really–that racism is so uncool and we’re all too hip to waste time hating someone based on something as silly as skin color.

Reality has a bad habit of shredding belief and hope. A few weeks ago, America messed around and reelected a Black guy as President. This historical event was not marked with universal acclaim.

That is when young White kids went to Twitter and Facebook to show how proud they were of their red necks.

“Since when did we allow monkeys to be President?”

“If Obama wins, I’m gonna buy a coon hound and hunt the nigger down”

“All you blackies only want Obama bec he is black. Bet you know nothing about him. Learn some shit. Then decide who you want. Not by color.”


“Obama’s a nigger. That’s why he shouldn’t live in the WHITE house.”

‘Romney’s campaign filed a lawsuit today claiming the election was “nigger rigged” ‘

“If I were invited to the White House I’d go to spit in the presdent’s face. NIGGER.”

“We were doin just fine with white presidents…leave it to a nigger to mess stuff up”

“Good news niggers. Four more years of living. Off the white man”

“I hope the White House burns down and Obama and his family are in there…and the whole democratic party for that matter”

These tweets and posts were compiled on a Tumbir page called Hellothereracists. The creator of the page went further than simply reproducing the racist messages. He also included their names, pictures, towns and even the high schools and occupations as well.

This has created a tug-of-war between two core principles. The right of citizens to express themselves even in the most hateful terms against their expectation of privacy. A girl in Methuen, Massachusetts might not really gob in President Obama’s face if she should meet him in the White House, but as bigoted and ignorant as she may be, she is not a public figure.

Does it make anyone less racist if they are outed on the Internet for tweeting something racist?

In this week’s bout of Internet shaming, a Tumblr called Hello There, Racists! is collecting the sentiments of bigoted Obama haters. Many are teenagers, and their tweets and Facebook posts appear with their pictures and the names of the cities they live in and the schools they go to. Scrolling through this collection, I’m so grossed out by the tweets that it’s hard to remember why I think this Tumblr is such a bad idea. OK, right: As my colleague Laura Anderson reminded me in an email thread, “I don’t think strangers should be posting minors’ contact information on the Internet, period.” Internet vigilante-ism at the expense of kids is just a terrible idea, given their youth and the evidence that their brains aren’t fully developed, especially in the impulse-control regions.

I also doubt the public shaming will push these kids to reconsider their views—more like give them more reason for indignation. If you come under attack for something you thought you said privately, however wrong you were about that, wouldn’t you feel anger more than remorse?

I’m not a big believer in the purifying effect of public shaming, but I’m even less so when you’re throwing the dumb things kids say back in their faces. Many adults have learned to their sorrow how that post bitching about the boss and his stank breath ended up on their next performance review. Future employers and college admission boards might not look favorably on choosing someone who publicly called the president a nigger and hopes he and his family die in a fire.

Racism isn’t cool. Most of us already reached that conclusion without having our noses rubbed in vulgar descriptors of Black people. Your mama’s assertion of the threat level posed by sticks and stones compared to stupid words is still correct. Maybe if left to their own devices some of these dumb kids will eventually smarten up.

We don’t let kids get a driver’s license or vote until they turn 18. They can’t drink (legally) before 21. They can’t sign certain legal documents or join the military things until their voices deepen and their balls drop. There are many reasons why kids can’t do a lot of things, but the best reason is they aren’t mature enough to be responsible.

It’s a bad to hold teenagers responsible for every stupid things they say and do when they are teenagers. George Zimmerman’s lawyers want to see records of Trayvon Martin’s Tweets. Set aside how ghoulish it is to go rifling through the spontaneous thoughts of a dead kid and ask why the attorneys want that access. They are looking for expressions by Martin of anger, violent tendencies and dangerous beliefs. Just enough smoke to cast doubt in a juror’s mind that Martin might have been a criminal in waiting and Zimmerman was right in blowing out his flame.

From the perspective of someone who has no patience for racism, causing a little embarrassment to these kids at a point in their intellectual development they might still understand how wrong they are, isn’t entirely all bad.

As someone who neither believes in censorship or heavy-handed political correctness, the black and white response by the Hello there, Racists creator is in its own way just as brash and misguided as the crude bigotry of those he holds up to ridicule.   The spontaneous reactions of kids being dickish in a Facebook post should not include their names and faces, what school they attend or jobs they work. Calling the president a “coon” and a “nigger” and hoping he and his family die in a fire in the White House is vile stuff. In some cases may justify a Secret Service inquiry.

Publicly humiliating Johnny and Sally in a modern version of the pillory and stocks may knock the hate out of them as others are encouraged to throw rotten vegetables at them in cyberspace. Or it may compel them to double down instead.

We can grow up and out of our misguided beliefs. Instead of scrawling them in a secret diary some of our uglier, anti-social thoughts get expressed in social media. That is an opportunity to show a young, impressionable mind where they got it wrong. Scorn and hatred returned to them may only serve to validate their expressions of ignorance.

He Is Who We Thought He Was

A plastic man with no soul and not much class.

The only thing worse than a loser is a whiner.  The only thing worse than either is a liar.   Mitt Romney is a whiny loser liar.

Liar?  Isn’t that a little strong?  Yes it is.  But it is correct.   When Romney went on Univision on September 19, it was following his disastrous “47 percent” remark and he was eager to plaster over the cracks in his carefully constructed facade.

“My campaign is about the 100 percent in America. … More people have fallen into poverty. More people, we just learned, have had to go onto food stamps. … This campaign is about helping people who need help, and right now, the people who are poor in this country need help getting out of poverty.”

That sounds good.  That sounds like what anyone who wants to lead the greatest country on earth should be saying to move it forward.

But that was Made Up Mitt.  That was just him saying what he was told to say.  That wasn’t him saying what he actually thought.

Romney spoke to his top donors Tuesday and if the words of the titular head of the Republican Party mean anything, the “new direction” for Republicans looks exactly like the same old direction. Romney boasted that he was able to raise $900 million for his run, but since he didn’t take any questions, he didn’t have to explain why with nearly a billion bucks all that bought him was one battleground state and a stomping in the electoral college.

He had other things on his mind.

With regards to the young people, for instance, a forgiveness of college loan interest was a big gift. Free contraceptives were very big with young, college-aged women. And then, finally, Obamacare also made a difference for them, because, as you know, anybody now 26 years of age and younger was now going to be part of their parents’ plan, and that was a big gift to young people.

You can imagine, for somebody making $25,000 or $30,000 or $35,000 a year, being told you’re now going to get free health care, particularly if you don’t have it—getting free health care worth, what, $10,000 per family, in perpetuity—I mean, this is huge. Likewise, with Hispanic voters, free health care was a big plus. But in addition, with regards to Hispanic voters, the amnesty for children of illegals, the so-called Dream Act kids, was a huge plus for that voting group.

“The president’s campaign focused on giving targeted groups a big gift — so he made a big effort on small things. Those small things, by the way, add up to trillions of dollars.”

The benefit of the doubt is no longer extended to anyone who traffics in the new conservative meme that people of color, women and the young only voted for the Black guy because they “want stuff.” It’s a patently false narrative that absolves the Republican presidential candidate and his party of the blame that is theirs for failing to make inroads with groups their policies have turned into adversaries.  Romney is still waging war against the part of America he believes is made up of “takers” not makers.

The suggestion that Blacks, Latinos, Asians and young people traded their votes for a bag of candy handed out by Obama is arrogant, insulting and wrong.   Romney isn’t a candidate for anything any longer and he never will be again.   He’s free to say whatever he wants to and apparently he is going to no matter how ungracious, tactless or boorish it is or how much it hurts  the Republican Party.

When you’re running for president you have hordes of press, a Secret Service details and thousands of people following you around.  When you lose, nobody cares anymore and the GOP doesn’t care about Romney.   He doesn’t have to offer any explanations.  Most Republicans just want him to go away.  He can keep his analysis of what went wrong to himself.   Save it for the book someone will ghost write for him that nobody will read.   People want to know the secrets of successful people.   Who needs to learn how to know how to lose and come off like a complete asshole?

If you’re running for president it isn’t smart to get caught on tape telling your wealthy supporters how much you don’t care about anyone who isn’t wealthy and supporting you.   If you’re running for president and you lose, it’s really dumb to go on tape again telling your wealthy supporters how much the niggers, wetbacks, bitches and punk kids screwed you.

President Obama was asked at his press conference if he had contacted Romney for a meeting at the White House.   The president said he hadn’t spoken to his rival yet.   When he does Obama should greet him with a firm handshake and a sincere smile.  He should walk Romney around the Oval Office and tell him he will never ever get any closer to any of it than he is right now.

Then he should tell Romney he’s got a country to run, give him a souvenir pen, tell him where to stick it and kick  his ass out.

Romney is irrelevant to American politics.  Let us speak of him no more.   How awful must it be to worth millions and and unable to buy even the smallest amount of class?

“You mean I spend almost a billion dollars to lose? Damn minorities.”

Secession Obsession: You Can Leave But the Country Stays

“We don’t want Obama to be the president again! Waaaaahhh:”

I’ve blogged three days in a row and I was going to take today off, but I’ve been reading about all these fools melting down because they can’t handle one more day of the next four years with Obama back in the White House.   I don’t care so much about racist teenagers making racist tweets.   They’re too young and dumb to take seriously.   These fools who are circulating and signing petitions to secede from the United States are grown-ass adults even if they aren’t acting like it.

It’s always a bad idea to indulge bratty children and whiny losers throwing tantrums because they can’t handle losing.

You don’t get to run off and start your own idealized of a White, right-wing American homeland. That’s what the Aryan Brotherhood and other separatist groups are for. Trot on off to Idaho and hang out with those Hitler-slurping assholes if that’s the crowd you’re down for.

If the prospect of four more years of a Black President in the White House and growing political clout by people of color, women and young people is so terrifying then please follow the advice of Bluto Blutarsky and start drinking heavily.

The rest of us have a country we love and don’t intend to leave. If Romney had won, you know where I’d be? Right here.

“Obama won? I’ll drink to that!”

And that’s where the majority of real conservatives and Republicans are going to be too. They may not be happy about how the election turned out, but the smart ones, the ones that aren’t driving over their husbands for not voting or killing themselves after writing “fuck Obama” on their last will, know they only have four more years to deal with him.

The smart ones know there’s another election in two years and a chance to get well. The smart ones know they have a very strong bench of potential candidates waiting for 2016 including some they actually want to vote for next time.

The smart ones know the Republicans control the House where the power to turn off the financial spigot lies. The smart ones know there are even more Republican governors now than there were two weeks ago. The smart ones know better than to listen gibbering idiots like Limbaugh or Fox News because they’re often wrong and as off-target as their predictions were going into the election, not even close to being right.

The smart ones know they need to stop listening to fools like Dick Morris, overrated hustlers like Karl Rove and a Conservative Entertainment Media that tells them what they wish the facts were, not what the facts are.

I don’t give a shit what the stupid ones do. Let them secede. Let them leave the country. Let them wallow in their misery. Let them wail “the fucking nigger won again.” The election is over. You lost. Suck it up. There’s work to be done. No time to waste consoling a buncha crybabies and sore losers.

Sorry haters. Pack yo’ shit and get to stepping  if you want, but the country stays. The rest of us are still using it.

You get nothing.