I posted the above on my Facebook, thinking it was relatively innocuous. So many of my lefty friends simply regurgitate the bullshit they are fed by the MSM rather than seek other sources and think for themselves. I considered the meme as a friendly reminder to get the whole story. I’ve certainly posted meaner shit intended to make heads explode, but that was not my motive with this. Anyway, I was surprised by a couple of the comments I received. My woke “friend” John from the UK said:
“Keep up the hate john, its really becoming”
Okay, that’s pretty much par for the course with him, but I don’t see anything hateful in the meme, even if you argue that it is me who is brainwashed. But the comment that hurt was from a former co-worker who I’ve always admired and respected:
I feel sad. Your views that you’ve shared make me question if we were really friends and how you feel about me as a Black woman.
Wow. I responded, “Are you serious? I recall discussions we’ve had that included race, and I appreciated your perspectives. I’m an old-school Democrat who took the teachings of Martin Luther King to heart. I judge people on character, not skin color. Honestly, it hurts that you doubt that about me.” It is really sad that a person I consider to be very intelligent sees racism in that meme. But that seems to be the leftwing perspective and message to divide us as a nation. From what I’ve read, people of color, especially Hispanics, are seeing the light and rejecting the race-baiting of the left. Maybe there is still hope for America.
Okay, I’m glad I’m not living in that world these days. Here’s the news from my sheltered small town life in the Philippines.
We decided to keep it a mostly flat walk out to Naugsol to check on progress for the new bypass highway. Lord knows it would be good to get some cars off the National Highway in Barretto.
Damn, after the hike, my first hot shower in ten days was a wonderful experience.
Swan was busy with other things, so my Wednesday on the town was a mostly solo adventure. I had a few beers at Sloppy Joe’s, then headed to Sit-n-Bull for dinner.
The big event was a memorial at Wet Spot for the recently deceased Art Miller.
After the sendoff, I made my way home and ended another day of life. Live ’em while you got ’em!
I have moved on to August 2013 in the LTG archives, and lo and behold, I was dealing with racism back then, too. I had no idea then just how bad things would become in the here and now.
Today’s YouTube video features Smart Girl Philippines expounding on the laws of nature. Or the nature of relationships with Filipinas anyway.
And now for your daily dose of lameness:
Let’s leave it at that for now.
Gud fotoz uv di 8K wok.
Hello again
Chewbacca or Chief Chirpa?
Thanks.
Oh, yah—has Swan made you a Filipino burrito yet?
(Damn—that was supposed to be “Oh, yeah.” My typing has been deteriorating over the past year. Maybe something is slowly leaking in my brain.)
Re: news sources
Out of curiosity, where do you go for your news and why do you think those sources are more reliable and unbiased than others?
Re: memorial for Art Miller
I dont want this to come off as unsympathetic, but he didnt have enough money for a funeral so they are having a fundraiser for him?! I mean, come on. From his perspective, doesn’t make any difference, but if a person is that hard up for money, they really need to take a look at where they are spending what they do have.
Brian, I spend the first couple of hours of my day catching up on the news via the internet. My favorites include Instapundit, Hot Air, and Althouse. They have multiple links to news items, including traditional MSM sources. What is added is “the rest of the story.” My big awakening happened right after the 9/11 terrorist attacks. Up until then, I had been a lifelong Democrat voter. Every morning on my train commute to DC, I dutifully read the Washington Post and thought I was up to speed on what was happening. Then I discovered the internet and quickly realized that the bias in the MSM wasn’t so much what they report but what they leave out. These days, I consider myself better informed than those who still feed exclusively at the MSM trough.
Like I said, I didn’t know Art or his personal circumstances. I’ve since learned that he was a heavy drinker of the hard stuff and lived upstairs from Wet Spot at the Paradise Hotel. That’s where they found his body on Sunday morning. It appears that he lived his life on his own terms and went out doing what he enjoyed most.
Kev, as a matter of fact, Swan is preparing my Filipino-style burrito as I type this response. I’ll let you know how it comes out. Thanks again for the recipe!
William, no preference either way. They are what they are.