Wednesday, September 30, 2009


THE LACK OF SHAME RANT

No society can long survive unscathed unless the individual members of that society are imbued with a very strong and healthy sense of SHAME, or GUILT, or REMORSE. In order to possess these attributes, societal members must have consciences capable of being bothered, of feeling guilty. Without that necessary sense of shame, society ceases to evolve and instead begins to devolve. The more lacking this sense of shame, the more utter and complete the devolution process until the nation becomes literally unrecognizable and thoroughly dysfunctional.

Unfortunately, that is exactly what is occurring to unarguably the greatest nation God ever gave mankind. We are literally committing “Nation-A-Cide.” No foreign armies can defeat us and while terrorists can sting us from time to time, they cannot bring us down. We’re doing quite nicely in that department all by ourselves, thank you very much! We’re letting it happen and I fear we may have reached the point of no return. Rome, too, could have saved itself, but that Empire failed to recognize the growing moral rot, societal decay, and plummeting standards that eventually became its death knell. This sense of shame is not generic nor is it institutional. It cannot be mandated by government fiat, it cannot be learned in school, and it cannot be inculcated in the workplace. It must be taught and learned in the home and must be reinforced generationally. Well, as some famous guy once said, “Therein lies the fucking rub.”

The family structure in America is suffering a melt-down that will have more severe repercussions than the one that took out Cherynoble. The family, our most basic and crucial societal unit, is crumbling so tragically fast in many parts of the nation – notably our inner-city, urban ghettoes – that salvage may be damned nigh impossible. With fifteen year-olds becoming parents, thirty year-olds becoming grandparents, forty-five year-olds becoming great grandparents, and sixty year-olds becoming GREAT, GREAT GRANDPARENTS, it’s probably time to hoist the white flag and admit defeat. How in the HELL can children who are no where near being close to maturity teach moral values and societal norms to their infant, little bastards!?

That’s right, in the overwhelming majority of instances, the young “couple” is not and never will be married. This is becoming the norm nation-wide and is absolutely normal, accepted, and deemed entirely appropriate behavior in our inner-city ghettoes! Whatever happened to that utter sense of shame and horror that accompanied the “Blessed Event” only a few generations ago? For those of us old enough to recall, an out of wedlock, teen-age pregnancy was extremely rare. It just wasn’t heard of and was never received joyously. The family’s sense of shame was so intensely acute, so painful, that the young lady was almost invariably sent away to a distant relative where no one knew the mother-to-be’s home town, immediate family, or friends. After the birth, the infant was almost sure to be put up for adoption, upon which time Mom returned home and the family explained that she had been recovering from some terrible illness or accident. The “Event” was never spoken of, never referred to, and was absolutely never to be repeated again!

Whatever, for example, happened to that wonderful institution so quaintly known as the “Shot Gun Wedding?!?” You know, “You knocked up my daughter, stud? Well now you’re gonna freakin’ marry her or the shot gun gets used on you!!” There were so few out of wedlock teen-age pregnancies only a few generations ago because most teens were too afraid of the horrific reaction from family and community, too mortified to carry the stigma, The Scarlet Letter, for all and sundry to see. You understand, they were fucking ashamed of what they did, their families were fucking ashamed of what they did and viewed it as a reflection upon themselves.

Without a sense of shame, if we do not rekindle that sense of remorse and guilt this once great nation is steamrolling toward third-world status. We will witness massive poverty, huge hordes of rootless, homeless, and destitute roaming and marauding from street to street and city to city. They will do anything to sustain themselves and large-scale rioting and looting will become commonplace. This seems to be the direction the nation is taking. So what to do, what to do? How can we fix what is broken?

Well so far, we’ve managed to attempt to fix the problems with solutions that absolutely guarantee making them worse. In a dazzling, nay brilliant, example of “anti-logic” and a totally warped sense of compassion, we make it easier for “MoM” to keep the little bastards coming! We provide everything required to raise the kid in that ghetto ambience which the parent has so thoroughly embraced. Welfare checks, food stamps, subsidized housing – now there’s a great euphemism – and anything else you can name. It’s just enough to keep them prisoners in the ghetto and dependent on government hand-outs, but never enough to really improve their lives.

Welfare used to be called charity and it stigmatized and shamed the recipient. It was supposed to. It was designed to embarrass and humiliate. Putting one’s hand out was an admission of failure: failure to take care of yourself and your family. Having failed at society’s most important and elemental obligations, the receiver of said charity was literally forced to beg for a hand-out from those who had done the right things and made the right decisions. It put the “FAILURE” in the mind to set things right. Charity was seen as a temporary measure, a short-term fix, to last only until the recipient got back on his feet and, to use a hackneyed phrase, turned his life and fortunes around.

Hasn’t quite worked out so far, has it? This temporary condition has now become a permanent way of life and a fixture of American society. We are now into our fourth generation of welfare recipients and millions of families have never known anything else. It has become so warped that welfare programs are now dubbed ENTITLEMENT PROGRAMS! You got that, Skippy? FUCKING ENTITLEMENT PROGRAMS!! Entitlement programs, my ass! NO ONE IS ENTITLED TO ANYTHING EARNED BY SOMEONE ELSE!!! At one time, this concept was accepted by virtually the entire society. It was simply assumed, even by the recipient, that charity was a gift from a compassionate individual or group and that no one was fucking entitled to it!! The concept is totally shameless and only those with no sense of shame could endorse such an obvious travesty, such a perversion.

What, then, is the disincentive to keep “MoM” from having more children? None exist. Far too many schools, for example, provide total day-care centers, euphemistically termed “Lyfe Centres”, so that Mom can attend classes while someone else cares for the kids. What happens far too often, I am told, is that Mom drops the little darling off at the facility and promptly sneaks out of school while the suckers, read taxpayers, are left to wonder where the Hell it all went so wrong.

Economist Walter E. Williams and sociologist James Q. Wilson both agree that staying out of poverty is not all that difficult or complicated. First, do not drop out of school. Next, do not get married until you reach the advanced age of twenty-one. Finally, and here’s the kicker, DON’T HAVE CHILDREN UNTILYOU ARE MARRIED!! Hey guys, I hate to break the news to you, but it appears that no one is fucking listening!!

The teen out of wedlock pregnancy rate and the completely blasé reaction to it are but two indicators of this nation’s malaise. Subjects that years ago would never have been aired in public in front of virtual strangers are now so commonplace as to nary even raise the proverbial eyebrow. Absentee notes written by Mom – because there are virtually no Dads – used to read something like, “Please excuse my son’s absence for the last three days. He will make up any work he has missed.” Or perhaps, “Please excuse my daughter for being absent for the last five days. She will catch up on all her work.” It’s just a tad different these days. Here’s an illuminating example: Please excuse my son’s recent absences due to incarceration.” Or, “My daughter couldn’t come to school last week because of her abortion. She’ll make up all the work.” Incarceration?! Abortion?! You’re fucking kidding me, right?!?

Whatever happened to the flu or the high fevers? Where have all the stomach aches gone? Having a son locked up or anything to do with a daughter’s abortion used to be unmentionable! Things like that were never, ever mentioned above whispered tones and never to virtual strangers. Mom and/or Dad would have been too ashamed/mortified to admit this right out loud in front of God and everybody else. The guilt, the remorse, the absolute horror of admitting to such things would have been unthinkable and unbearable. No more, however. Now it’s all out there because it’s considered normal, mundane, commonplace, HO-HUM! Old Senator Moynihan got it right all those years ago when he introduced the phrase “Defining Deviancy Down” into the lexicon.

The Oxford Dictionary of Current English defines shame as “a feeling of embarrassment or distress arising from one’s awareness that one has done something wrong or foolish.” That’s gone. When a student can come to me and explain in an openly conversational tone that he’ll be away for the next eighteen months because he violated the conditions of his probation or parole and must finish serving his time, I get just a trifle pessimistic about my country’s future. That sense of shame which literally sets the limits of behavior is all but gone. As that sense of shame goes, so too goes the nation.


Much “Luv” Y’all and have a great day!


The Fifth Horseman!!

Sunday, September 6, 2009


SUMMER-SHIT RANT

Summer school is rapidly coming to a close, so I need to ask myself why I am sitting here looking at one of the biggest pieces of shit I’ve encountered over the past twenty some-odd years? The bastard’s got criminal written all over him. I’d love to get a look at his rap sheet. His life, to coin a phrase, will be nasty, brutish, and I hope, really, really short. This giant turd is a walking poster-boy for mandatory sterilization. He musn’t be allowed to further pollute our already strained gene pool. It is, however, probably too late. I wonder how many ghetto-bastards this punk-ass slime ball has already sired? God, it is to weep!

It’s amazing how many like me can see this prick’s future after meeting him for only the second time. It’s also astonishing how rarely we are mistaken. Jail and an early death? Bet the ranch on it – put up your first-born as collateral: the house and the kid are safe!! This sorry excuse for a human being will start with the lesser felonies and quickly graduate to the big ones: armed robbery, murder, rape and drug-dealing will only be a small portion of this vicious scum’s repetoire. He’ll most probably end up lying face-down in the gutter with blood streaming out of the bullet holes in his back. A cop or a rival gang will get him and either way they did the rest of us a huge favor. It’s called justice! If this piece of shit does any hard time, you know like twenty-five to life, it’s gonna cost me and the rest of us tax-paying suckers millions of dollars! Talk about a total waste of green. Maybe we’ll get lucky and he’ll meet up with six-foot eight, three hundred pound Bubba who will use and abuse his sorry ass until the big guy gets bored and kills him in his cell! Ah, to hope, perchance to dream!!

Remember LBJ’s Great Society Programs and the six trillion dollars we’ve spent? Well, this complete piece of human excrement, this absolute imposter disguised as a member of the genus homo-sapien is what all that phony compassion has produced! This soon-to-be predator is the product of between three and four generations (remember, around here a generation is only about 13 to 15 years) of the welfare state. We have seen, under its guise, the almost complete disappearance of fathers in our inner cities (who the Hell needs a father when the check comes once a month?), the total collapse of the family structure, and a disastrous public school system! Yessir, LBJ – thanks a shit-load! Hey, Hey, LBJ – Get Fucked!!

This cretin’s name ( sorry to insult all you cretin’s out there with this comparison) doesn’t matter. He is strictly inner-city ghetto scum. He’s got the look, the slouch, the stare, and the clothes popularized by the criminal rap star element. His demeanor is arrogant and angry and the moment you meet him the warning lights and bells go off in your head. Your internal radar begins flashing DANGER – DANGER – DANGER!! You instinctively know he’s extremely dangerous and violent. It’s that gut-wrenching, primal feeling of total panic and fear and you can feel and taste the rising bile! It’s the same feeling you’ll get if ever approached by a large, muscular dog who just happens to be frothing at the mouth!

Oh yeah, it’s also very obvious that he feels white people are definitely not cool – especially educated white people. Like most ignorant scum of his ilk, he blames white people for all the trouble he’s had and for the world of shit he knows is still coming. This slimy racist bastard knows how it’s going to end up, but he’ll never look in the mirror to face the real culprit. Its gotta be Whitey’s fault and the racism that to him and his entire extended fuckin’ tribe is this nation called America. He knows damned well he’ll be dead or in jail within ten years (hopefully less) and that’s my fault and you fault. It’s never his own fault for making every possible wrong, sorry, stupid-ass decision that he could!! You know, if I’m not careful some people might construe me and my remarks as racist. Oh, did I mention that this total miscreant, deviant piece of shit is black? That’s right – he’s a black-American or perhaps an African-American, or perhaps: oh, bullshit! He’s just an evil-ass, dangerous street-nigger!!

There, I said it! The absolute worst taboo in this fucked up, politically correct, liberalized, feminized country of mine! Why do I reserve the dreaded “N” word for this predator, for this sabateur of everything good and decent that this country stands for? Hey, I’ll tell ya. Because I know many black and/or African Americans (and no, they are not some of my best friends) who are good, hard-working, educated, law-abiding, decent people. They have overcome the same obstacles this evil piece of shit now faces. The difference is, they never blamed anyone else for their problems. They have achieved, to a greater or lesser extent, the American dream and this piece of garbage has the same opportunity to do so. Will he emulate them? Nope – he’d rather prey on them. Will he rise to their level? Nope – he’d rather pull them down to his if he can.

This type of aberration, of course, is not relegated to any one particular racial or ethnic group. Just as the vast majority of Caucasians and Hispanics, for example, are good, decent, hard-working, and family-loving, both have their share of “white trash” and “spics.” There is, for those of us who are honest, a qualitative distinction that is as broad as the Grand Canyon. To call this human feces, this embarrassment to those of his color a black-American or an African-American is to place him on an equal footing with them. They don’t deserve to be so cruelly demeaned and insulted. He certainly doesn’t deserve to be so unfairly, even heinously, elevated. Fuck the deviant bastard! I’m furious that through an accident of birth, he is actually an American citizen and thereby has the same rights and privileges as the rest of us! Talk about injustice, talk about cruel irony, talk about TOTALLY FUCKED UP!!!. If ever there existed a case for second, third, or forth class citizenship this walking turd is it!

So why, you may ask, am I getting so frazzled about one cretin that I’ve only seen twice? Here I am spewing all this bilge, getting my bowels in an uproar, over the one piece of filth I’ve encountered this summer. Glad you asked. This insidious two-legged vermin is destroying this Republic! He is killing this nation and signals the end of America!! He is the ultimate sabateur! If he was an isolated case, an exception that proves some rule – ok: he can be dealt with. Instead, he and his fellow vermin are multiplying at horrific rates and they are beginning to dominate every inner-city in this country. They are not going away and they can’t be saved and, therefore, neither can we! In many of our urban centers they are the norm – they represent the standard.

Well then, let’s contain them in the inner cities. We’ll concede those areas of our country to THEM. We won’t bother them and they won’t bother us. BALLS!! Containment – read appeasement – never works!! In increasing numbers this filth is increasing like an unstoppable horde!! Just think Rome. The barbarians are not merely at the gates, but have infiltrated the fabric of our society, our culture, and our democracy! It’s over folks – kaput – finished – through! Within fifty years at the outside, the United States will have become the 21st century’s Rome. Many of us, thank God, will not be here to see it. Tragically, our children and grandchildren will. This once great nation that for hundreds of years has been both a bastion and a beacon to the world will have ceased to exist in any meaningful or recognizable form.


And the ultimate tragedy/irony is that we did it to ourselves. We let it happen. It was not inevitable and in the end, we have no one to blame but ourselves!!


Much “Luv” Y’all and Have a Great Day!

The Fifth Horseman