"ARE YOU REGISTERED TO VOTE?"

 

 

“ARE YOU REGISTERED TO VOTE?”

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Anthonystjoseph

 

     I encountered a problem this weekend that I have to endure over and over again over the recent years.  Whenever the ‘occupy’ people decide to come out of their tents and grab clipboards and encourage people to vote it always annoys me personally.  It annoys me personally because they always seem to be up in my face.  I like to have the RIGHT to decide who I want up in my face…  And when I exercise my RIGHT and make the decision to have someone up in my face, it’s generally never any of these people I run into with ‘their’ clipboards.

     First off, asking me if I’m ‘registered to vote’, is in my opinion a personal question.  I came to the grocery store to buy some milk and then I’m going home…  I came here to get a book from the library and then I’m going home…  I came to pick up my dry cleaning and then I’m going home…  I did NOT come here to discuss my politics with you.  I did not come here to discuss with YOU that I feel voting is a global governmental panacea that gives people the false feeling of believing they are making a difference!  They are not!  And guess what? THIS IS MY RIGHT!  It is my RIGHT to have this opinion and feel this way.  I choose not to let myself be drugged by the falsehood that a vote cast from me counts.

     I have a long history in my younger days of dealing heavily in politics and came to the sturdy conclusion that it was all a sham.  Even the voting populace plays a part in the fiasco called government…  I have worked on a grass roots Michael Dukakis campaign, attended political functions, worked on community ballot issues that affected various issues facing my communities and came to the solid conclusion that it was all a serious waste of MY time…  And that is my RIGHT!  And by not letting myself be drugged by the pseudo panacea labeled, ‘I cast my vote’, I see so much more clearly.

     So this weekend a woman approaches me picking up my dry cleaning with some of the dirt from her ‘Occupy Colorado’ lifestyle still on her and asked me was I registered to vote, I said, “I don’t VOTE” and kept on about my business…  As I go to the cleaners next door she hobbles up next to me and asks me through her cigarette stained teeth, “Can I ask why you don’t vote?” Without missing a beat I said, “Because it’s a CROCK of SHIT!”  AGAIN, this is my RIGHT!  I find myself having to explain to this clearly mentally challenged individual.  She’s perpetrating a role of helping people to achieve their RIGHTS while she is trampling on mine; my RIGHT to be left alone with my opinions.

     I then get in my car and go to the grocery store…  As I enter the grocery store, another clearly challenged person asks me, “Are you registered to vote?” I IGNORE her because I just want to buy my milk and go home…  I got work to do…  Well SOME white folk’s genetic DNA of racism flares up when a black man ignores them and hers did!  How dare I ignore HER!  She found it an intolerable act on my part.   So she then shouts at the back of my head, “Are you registered to vote”.  Now she’s taking away MY RIGHT just to be able to go buy some milk without being harassed by a solicitor.  Upon leaving the store, the other girl who’s racist DNA sends her to another level of correcting this black man ignoring a white woman and she has clearly been told about me so she comes in as the heavy hitter retard that has no filter on being RUDE.  This girl says, “Sir, are you registered to vote.”  I ignore this one as well because I just want to get home and not have any political discussion with defectives…  She then yells at the back of my head, “SIR, ARE YOU REGISTERED TO VOTE!”  I still ignore her.  She is livid.  Then she SCREAMS at the top of her lungs, “HAVE A NICE DAY!”  That’s it, peaceful milk shopping trip interrupted and the teacher side of me has been called into action.

     I turned and walked towards her as some of the free coffee they served her at their ‘occupy’ tents that morning almost runs down her leg and told her, “You know, you can say ‘have a nice day’ to someone and we all know you’re NOT saying, ‘have a nice day’, and that’s what you’re doing so let me tell you, HAVE A NICE DAY!”  I still don’t know if I got through her thick Neanderthal skull with the true meaning of what I wanted her to do with the rest of HER day…

     What bothers me about these people is that they are constantly trying to prop up a ‘belief’ that in truth, they are constantly trampling upon.   I should have the RIGHT to shop without being HARASSED.  If you want to help people to register to vote then put up a table with a sign and all the literate people who choose to vote will read your sign and then walk up and accept the DRUG!  I choose to exercise my RIGHT and NOT accept it.  In short, don’t profess to be the principle, BE THE PRINCIPLE!

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SPOT THE DIFFERENCE

 

 

 

SPOT THE DIFFERENCE

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The one in the upperleft picture was arrested ONCE and kicked in the genitals and died as a result, while in custody, and the one in the lower right picture was arrested FOUR times in one day and lives to tell about it… 

SPOT THE DIFFERENCE!

Anthonystjoseph

THE HUMAN CELEBRATION OF MURDER

 

 

THE HUMAN CELEBRATION OF MURDER:

‘ALTERNATE CELEBRATIONS’

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Anthonystjoseph

 

     I have written some light stories as of late but being a Gemini I have two sides thank the stars…  My spiritual side can be all consuming at times and take me into deep thought and discovery.  I ponder over world issues more than I should but it is my higher capacity to remove myself from the situation and analyze certain happenings that makes me see clearer than most in my opinion.  It is also my need to repair that makes me visit these issues quite often.  I must preface what I am about to say with some sort of credentials as I am sure I am about to lose friends and followers alike in stating my opinion.  I was measured as a child at a university and said to have a higher intelligence and whenever my intelligence HAS been measured, it has raised an eyebrow…  Again, thank my stars.  I must say that sometimes when thanking these stars I am not too thankful.  There is an old saying that says, ‘There is a curse in every blessing and a blessing in every curse.’  Well let me tell you that the curse of a higher understanding is a higher intake of pain that comes from that understanding.  To put it simple, ignorance is bliss.  If you don’t understand and consume the knowledge of all the people in the world who live such unnecessarily deprived and sometimes hellish lives then you cannot be sad about it.  If you don’t know that someone killed your neighbor and stole his house and just told you he bought it than you cannot be upset about it.   Well let me tell you that I am very aware of the atrocities that mankind commits on itself in such horrible ways.  I am knowledgeable of the fact that man will take wood stakes and impale each other through the rectum on up to wherever it comes out.  I am aware that around the world in various places there are human slaves to this day that are forced to do everything from simple labor to ungodly acts that would tear your soul apart.  In this awareness for me comes the pain.  In understanding how man can be and will be, is pain for me.

     So I am going to step back on a recent topic and ask the question of, “Can’t you see it too?”

     You know there has been a lot of public celebration of the death and execution of Osama Bin Laden and I just cannot wrap myself around the idea of applauding murder no matter what side it comes from.  When the Twin Towers came down there was a celebration in terrorist camps around the world and now that Osama Bin Laden is dead at our hands, we are celebrating.  So now the terrorist have to create their celebratory moment and how many lives are going to be lost this time.  When are we as humans going to understand that the cycle is completely repetitive…

     I feel that Osama Bin Laden should have been captured and punished for his crimes for sure but death is such an easy way out for a villain… 

     If it were me and you killed over three thousand members of my tribe, I would have waxed you and NOBODY would have known about it!  If you really feel the need to make someone bleed, you NEED to keep your mouth shut in order to avoid that blood turning into a river of retaliation.  In the case of keeping your mouth shut, as any two bit mobster knows, there would be no retaliation…  In the case of Osama, I would have led you to believe one of YOUR own tribe did it!  An accident, ANYTHING, other than let you know I killed him.  Come on people, letting them know we waxed him just set it up for the little baby Osama’s to grow up and RETALLIATE!  Stop the cycle…  Anyone who knows anything about history knows that a common genetic thread in that Middle  Eastern DNA is ‘GRUDGE HOLDING’!  There are tribes over there who have been hating and killing each other for millennia on top of millennia.  Their hate of each other goes back pre-alphabet!  Any alphabet!  Their passion and hate runs so deep they had to invent the alphabet, which they did, to describe and keep track of their HATE!  Are you kidding me, my other Gemini is slipping out now, ARE YOU KIDDING!  Don’t you realize that our sailors having a swimming party and diving in swimming trunks off of a battle cruiser that dispensed with Osama’s body is going to inspire and lubricate this wheel of ‘alternate celebrations’.  Watching the people celebrating in front of the White House looked like the public hysteria often seen in the Middle East when someone is killed.  I guess we should just hunker down and wait for their celebration and hope we live through it.  Because eventually, if you sit back and look at history and the way this story goes over and over again…  Somebody, meaning some tribe, aint gonna get UP!  That’s that other Gemini talking…  In the words of Lao Tsu, “Those who know others are wise.  Those who know themselves are enlightened.”

     I thought for some reason that the American Government was being very wise in knowing a long time ago that Osama Bin Laden was dead and just let it go unknown to the public in order to kill the martyr syndrome that was inevitable.  I was proud of the way the government had handled their business and let the gloating that feeds this viscous cycle of back and forth murder die down.  I was enjoying the peace of life slightly returning to a normal and safe feeling…  I thought…  I enjoyed…  Well that’s over!

     I originally published this story when they first killed Osama Bin Laden but now a Navy Seal with the foresight of a gnat has come out and written a book stating that when Osama was shot in the head and dying and twitching on the floor; him and his comrades just pummeled bullets into his chest cavity…  Here comes CHUCKY!  And Chuck y just got angry AGAIN!  Thanks Navy Seal…  Tell your fellow soldiers in arms to get dressed because it might be about to happen again thanks to you!

     Someone once said, “We need not worry so much about what man descends from ~ it’s what he descends to that shames the human race.”

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Evelyn Lozado!

 

 

     Apparently that head butt was a lot more severe in it’s results and implications then we knew…  It seems it was so HARD that it simultaneously knocked her weave off and slapped the black off of her at the same time revealing her inner most self…  ‘I KNEW SOMETHING WAS WRONG!’

     I’m sorry, I just couldn’t stand the way she tried to play the weaker individuals on that show ~ I would like to see her try some of that mess she pulled with some of the girls I grew up with…  They would have showed her perpetrating self ‘THAT LIFE’!  I can spot someone putting up a fake front of ‘that life’ from a mile off and she was ten feet away from me on my television screen and she was a FAKE!

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Anthonystjoseph Dot Com

Anthonystjoseph Dot Com

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Anthonystjoseph

     So, about a year or so ago, maybe longer, I noticed that Yahoo and everybody else who offers Web Hosting Services was offering these services at much lower price than what I was paying.  One company I was associated with had just purchased a hosting plan at FIVE DOLLARS a month.  This made me feel like a really bad shopper since I had been paying almost thirteen dollars a month for my Web Hosting plan at Yahoo.  I really don’t ever feel like dealing with computer issues because computers are not my forte.  I finally gathered the mental energy to call Yahoo and ask about this and I was brusquely informed that those prices weren’t available to their OLD customers.

     Now wait a minute…  You are telling me that for over a year you’ve been selling services at lower prices and charging loyal customers like myself higher prices…  These NEW customers weren’t getting special pricing for a few months or an introductory trail period; they were getting these prices as permanent monthly payments!  Let me help you understand the idiocy of this from a consumer point of view.  If I come to your fruit stand EVERY day for six years and buy an apple for a dollar every day and then I find out you have been selling the guy in front of me the same APPLE for fifty cents because he HASN’T been coming to your for SIX YEARS then what kind of FOOL am I?  And what kind of FOOL are you for not recognizing the loyalty of six years…

     You better ask Direct TV how I handle bad business practices.  The point I’m trying to get to is that Anthonystjoseph Dot Com is under construction because I told Yahoo to get the HOOK!  I own my domain name until the Earth will change its own name so I am not worried about that part of it, but it will take me a while to gather the right-side brain energy to rebuild my site and I might just link it to this blog while I’m busy…  I have the book to finish and I cannot spend too much energy on that right now.  ‘Cut off my nose to spite my face’, that’s a part of being the human race.

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Direct TV: My Media Pimp

                                                                                                                   

Direct TV: My Media Pimp

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Anthonystjoseph

     For a year or so now I have been contemplating and planning an exit strategy from the high cost of cable due to two reasons.  First off, I think it’s too expensive to pay anyone around a hundred dollars a month just to watch television.  When I grew up we had four channels that were free and we were fine.  Secondly, I have a book that I only have six or so chapters to finish and I really need to finish this book to get onto some other projects…  I have always had a problem with Direct TV’s marketing standards and practices of luring you in with a very low monthly advertisement that seems impossible to get if you want to watch shows in color.  Direct TV is a pimp selling other peoples goods and products with an extremely low overhead just like all pimps DEMAND.  If you sell a product that isn’t yours then you’re a PIMP!  You are pandering goods.  Well, even though it’s going to be tough to do, like many a ho should, I’m saying goodbye to my PIMP named Direct TV. I’m going to do it!

     When I first bought my home I took a while to settle on cable companies because they all want you to sign a contract.  All good pimps know that the real money is in long term procurements.  I eventually settled on Direct TV due to the fact that they seemed like the lesser of the evils in all of the ‘three’ choices that were available in my neighborhood.  I answered an ad of Direct TV’s that said, ‘$24.95’ a month…  I have never seen a cable bill that was even close to that price.  Apparently, if I wanted the television to be able to turn on and off and for my picture to be in color and blah, blah, blah…  They got me for about a hundred a month with no movie channels.  I did get HBO free for three months though.  It’s like a pimp letting you wear the best dress for the first few months you work for him.

     I spent several phone calls while the pimp explained to me why my monthly payments weren’t anywhere near close to the advertised price and still don’t understand that to this day.  I later purchased a High Definition Television and Direct TV, my pimp, then told me I had to pay FIVE DOLLARS more a month to get a HIGH DEFINITION BOX if I wanted to see my OWN high definition!  This act reminded me of the pimps who use to charge their whores for water when they wanted to wash up!  It was at this point that I wanted OUT!  I realized I had entered into an arrangement with a ruthless, money grubbing, PIMP.  Direct TV, my pimp, told me that if I wanted out I had to pay. 

     Now, like most ho’s know, I was addicted to ‘The Game’ so I couldn’t just leave.  I couldn’t be without my ‘Voice’, or not pay attention to my ‘Housewife’.  How could I ‘Think I Can Dance’ without my ‘Moves Like Jagger’.  One thing I know I would be happy about would be the fact that I wouldn’t have the inclination to indulge in familiar bad habits that the pimp offered like the local ‘Bad Girls Club’; I can surely miss that part of the life.  The main reason resonating in the back of my mind is that I need to finish writing this book.  You can write the book or read the book.  I’m here to do both.

     Well I have been getting close to making the decision to break away from my pimp named Direct TV and lo and behold my pimp has nudged me on…  I guess in some way my pimp cares about me.  My pimp, Direct TV, has chosen to tell several of his clients like MTV, CMT, BET, Nickelodeon, VH1, and others that the deal is not going to change and the prices are going to stay the same for THEIR product…  This is funny to me since my pimp has RAISED my prices!  I am going to leave this dirty money grubbing pimp I swear.  I’m going to DO IT!

     Some people say, ‘It’s hard out here for a pimp’.  Well I say, ‘it’s hard out here for a ho’!  I got needs…  I suffer from addiction.  I’m addicted to enjoyable television in the way most ‘Modern Families’ are…  I know I have to watch my ‘housewife’ at work otherwise she feels neglected.  I just have to tell myself that there are other avenues to fulfill my needs…  There’s always Netflix, DVD’s, and even a friends couch if it gets to that point, but I’m going to do it!

     I just have to get this one last FIX!  You see, ‘Dance Moms’ comes on tonight and I have to see if Chloe or Paige’s mom finally gets a good verbal gut punch in on Abby Lee Miller because it gives me a warm feeling when I see the little guys win once or twice on the reality shows…  I guess I can always go to the networks websites and watch the shows the next day as all of them mostly do.  I’M GOING TO DO IT!

     All in all, I already ‘Know I Can Dance’ and I already knew how to ‘Move Like Jagger’ and I have always had my ‘VOICE’ so I’m going to do it.  I’m going to tell my pimp, DIRECT TV, to take his overpriced plastic boxes and wires and get out of my life.  I’m keeping my money for myself!  I don’t need you Direct TV like you THINK I NEED YOU!  I’m going to DO IT!  I hope I don’t feel like Lonette McKee in ‘Sparkle’ when she told her sister who knocked the cocaine out of her hand and then she scrambled to the floor for the crumbs she could find saying, “Your sister can’t fly on her own wings.”  I can fly.  Like I said, ‘tomorrow’ I’m going to call them and cancel my pimp’s services, I can do it.  I AM GOING TO DO IT!

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What Does God Want?

 

 

WHAT DOES GOD WANT?

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Anthonystjoseph

     We all, or I should say a lot of us, constantly, and some only sometimes, ask ourselves, ‘What does God want?’  It is an extremely valid question that anyone with any amount of common sense would ask themselves at least once living in this existence.  A lot of us as children were told that God was in charge of everything and God created everything.  So it made sense to me as a young person taught about God to ask myself and HIM, what did he want?  I was taught that God was a he.  With all of his angry outbursts that I have grown accustomed to I am starting to think that he might be a woman with menstrual cycles, but I digress. 

     So if God created everything, including us, and is in charge of everything, including us, then what does he want?  We start out as babies only concerned with what we want.  Then as our comprehension grows and the fear or love of God is instilled; beliefs can go either way involving fear or love.  But at a certain point when comprehension grows, we usually start to concern ourselves with what God may want as well.  Any fool who has ever read any bible or had a grandmother like mine who had a concrete disposition to constantly remind one of the perils of Hell and damnation would, and will, most likely concern themselves with what God wants.

     This plagued me as a young child because I certainly always wanted to be a winner and I did not want to end up as one of the biggest losers of all time and end up in some burning pit of fire and flames with no rest from the constant heat, no ability to sleep, and no food whatsoever!  It just went on and on…  Forgive me, my grandmother was very descriptive.   So all throughout my life as a logically thinking man I have been planning my strategy for judgment day.  My intention in planning my strategy is of course to make sure that I don’t end up in the burning pit of unending flames with unending pain and an extreme lack of sleep.  Since the act of sleep and rest have always been a true love and passion of mine, I decided a long time ago to have a strategy to make sure that my sleep and I didn’t part eternal ways.  

     My strategy for avoiding the unending fiery pits of hell has changed throughout the years but for the last ten to fifteen years it has been the same.  I was at some social political function and as usual solicited and encouraged a conversation on spirituality.  I have always been fascinated with the afterlife and what happens next because of my strong religious upbringing combined with an inner sense that there is more to this story and existence on Earth than anyone is telling.  It was also a quest to find the truth due to my grandmother’s power to instill a fear of ‘bad living’.  I know there are a couple of examples of ‘bad living’ in that bible where you will see a picture of me as an example and the caption that says, ‘bad living:  don’t be like this fool’. 

     So in living this life of spontaneous moments of ‘bad living’, I would again, constantly seek out help for my legal case that I was clearly preparing for Judgment Day when my trial came up.  I already knew I was going to have to represent myself in this trial because no one else was going to risk their eternal soul on my behalf.  At one point in this life peppered with ‘bad living’ my own family said, “un-huh brother, that’s all you…”  So I know they aren’t going to testify for me.  But my case has been prepared in full and I am pretty sure it won’t even make it to trial.  It won’t go to trial because of what this learned individual told me at this political function.  He told me that there is a religion and faith in South America that believes as long as you make one person smile in your lifetime then you get to GO TO HEAVEN!  That’s it!  I’M IN!!!  Right at that moment and point in time I realized my plan.  On Judgment Day I am going to JUMP in the line with the people from South America who have that belief of ‘making one person smile’ getting you into heaven.  My plan and their rule system is certainly a lot easier to do then the Ten Commandments.  I’m not sure there isn’t one commandment I haven’t broke.  As far as killing is concerned, I use to have a BB gun when I was a little boy; no bird was safe!  Now the people from South America are going to be shorter than me because I am quite tall so on Judgment Day when I sneak in their line I am going to have to duck until I get through the gates.  It’s all comedy, it’s all comedy; until someone ends up in a fiery pit!

     It’s as babies that we are only concerned with what ‘we’ want; then it’s as young adults and hopefully more intelligent beings that some of us try to figure out what God may want.  I believe the true growth point that we should try to evolve to is to have our wants in sync with what God wants.  If the God you believe in is the one I believe in then these wants are all filled with righteousness and love and that’s it.  Until God sits me down and personally tells me this and that, the only thing I can do is live my life righteously and try my best not to intentionally harm anyone.  As long as I don’t intentionally harm anyone I am pretty sure that if on Judgment Day my case does go to trial, I shall come out victorious and free of any burn marks and eating regular food.

     It’s all comedy, it’s all comedy.  Yeah, it’s all fun and games until somebody ends up on their deathbed begging for forgiveness.  Okay ya’ll, I’m going to bed ~ see you tomorrow!

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