The more days I spend on this Earth…the more I am convinced
there are some people that will just never be happy with the life they’ve been
gifted. I see this despite the fact they
appear to be living a comfortable lifestyle; they have their health and a job… yet
they are not happy.
I am puzzled by this.
As for me, certainly no one has a smile on their face 24/7…but even when
I was out of work or other times when I had health issues, I did my best to
maintain a happy demeanor. What good
does it do to constantly be angry, worry and fret? I can tell you what good it has…it has good
meaning for the devil as he would like nothing more than for you to suffer in
the same way he does.
Here are two examples of interactions I had with people yesterday
that told me these individuals were unhappy and frustrated with their lives:
The first was while I was working. Saturday’s are very busy at the store and it
is often everything you can do to keep customer flow moving, so you can
properly service all tending customers…not just the select few who feel they
are entitled to unlimited amounts of your time.
A man came up to the desk and asked about filling a small crack in his
window sill. He was homosexual and made
no attempt to conceal it, as in days past.
Instead he was outward with it, almost so much so that I think maybe he
was putting out those “signals” to see if I would take the bait. Fat chance partner, you have nothing in your
jeans I want any part of. But I do not
let my stand on social issues effect how I service customers. So anyway, I take him over to the concrete
accessories and start to show him the various crack fillers. He is insistent on telling me every damn
detail about this 1” by 5” crack that it started to annoy me. He says “Well, just tell me which one works
best!” in an irate tone. Now I’m like
what the hell I’m trying to help this guy and he wants to cop an attitude. I
tell him, “Sir, I have not used all these products but from what you’re
describing I think this powdered concrete patch in this bucket will work
fine. “Well, you just don’t know…I want
someone who is familiar with these products…you just don’t know anything.” I took a step back and said, “You asked
my opinion, I gave it.” Yes, I have grown tired of some of the
nonsense displayed by mankind in this world…and I do not hesitate to let that
be known…in my own subtle way.
So now he looks at me and says, “Well, I have some of that
at home already, so I don’t need that!”
I said “fine, thanks, have a good day.” As I walk away he’s still mumbling and upset,
over what I have no idea, other than the fact I wasn’t on board with his
gayness, but I never let that effect my conversation with him. I helped numerous customers Saturday who I am
sure left the store feeling they had a good customer service experience…except one,
and he had an attitude to begin with. His
attitude was one of self-righteousness, which is vanity, and an attitude that a
straight man would not provide the same level of service to a gay man. It is my job sir, when I’m on the clock I try
and display fairness and not let my personal opinions of someone’s lifestyle
affect the interaction. Some folks just
can’t deal with that, they feel cheated by life somehow and that I am just one
more card dealer looking to cash in on their misery.
So I had one bad interaction, amongst a busy
day where I can’t begin to count how many folks I helped. 1 bad apple out of 100…I’ll take those odds
and I don’t say that because he was gay…I say that because of his predestined
and twisted attitude…an attitude of unhappiness in life…well sir don’t look to
me to solve your personal problems, I’m just here to sell you concrete patch.
The second example happened last night at a local bowling
alley. I walked up to the service desk
and asked for some pool balls. The girl
looks at me and in a somewhat irritated tone says, “I have to see your I.D.” I pull out my VA picture ID and she looks at
it and me like I’m some kind of felon trying to hide my real identity…I mean it
was a look like…”is this really you?” So
I ask her. “What do you need my ID for?” and she says, again in an agitated
tone, “well, we just hold it while you play” whatever, so I ask how much are
the balls…and she says “$9.75, for a half hour.” Now this place already charged me almost $5
for a beer and there was no way I was paying almost $10 for a half hour use of
pool balls. So I said, no thanks, got my
ID back, finished my beer and left…and I won’t be back unless it’s a group
outing.
Now as I thought about this exchange the more I felt this
young lady was frustrated she had to work…she seen people having fun and she
was stuck behind the service desk. But
there was more.
Both these individuals…the gay man and the frustrated young
lady, were African American. A term I
hate because that’s like saying I’m a European American….really…I think not…we
are all Americans. I have talked with
numerous people of color on this and they don’t like the term either. So I asked, “What should I say then?” Well, if you are filling out a form that asks
your race one of the selections is Caucasian…not European American, but there
it is again African American…I don’t like it and many of my friends of color do
not either…so their answer to me and the term I choose to use most often is,
Negro. And no it is not American Negro,
that question (as far as nationality) is answered previously when it asks if I
am an American citizen. I say this
because there is a larger agenda at work here.
The Negro community in this country has been duped. They have been fed lies and false information
while at the same time having a difficult time in our Nation’s history brought
to the fore-front as if it happened yesterday…as in like 24 hours ago. The Negro community has no one to blame but
themselves for the state they find themselves in…which for many is an attitude
of entitlement along with a subliminal opinion of hate towards any other
American not of their color.
The young Negro lady and the middle aged gay Negro man had
other issues with me…and it was based on my color, not anything I said or did…and
that is racism. You see we live in a
country today that whether you realize it or not the devil and his demon
helpers have been quite successful in stirring the melting pot of America to
become a cesspool of hate, rather than a bowl of friendly soup.
These demons have infiltrated the minds of America and it is
not just the Negro community…it is the young generations that also feel
entitled. Well folk’s news flash no one
owes you nothing in this nation other than life, liberty and the pursuit of
happiness. We all have the same rights,
so why do some people feel oppressed when in actuality they have it better than
at anytime in our Nation’s history.
Now here is the real tragedy. Their hero, their National symbol of hope,
has done nothing but further divide this country. Even in his speech Friday he had to bring up
slavery. WHY? Is the Negro in America facing the threat of
slavery…NO…so what good does it to be angry and fret over the past. We have overcome that and I know there are
bad apples out there in the Caucasian community, but don’t let that vast
minority define an entire Nation…just as I don’t stereotype the Negro community
based on the actions of the two bad experiences I had yesterday.
But a large percentage of the Democratic, Liberal and even
some of the Republican leadership of this country has in the past and continues
to stoke the fire of hate. In so doing
it becomes news worthy to a media that is hell bent at times to drive this
country into a separatist and divided nation…because the demons of satan are in
their heads, trying to degrade and destroy God’s Promised Land.
We are in a battle folks…a battle of good versus evil…and
even though the good far, far outweighs the bad…what do we continuously see on
the news…hate, crime, divisiveness and the degrading of American ideals. I for one am tired of it and will not for one
second stand by and let these evil doers influence this country any more. “Be gone you heathens of hate…you are no
longer welcome here!”
The gay Negro man felt entitled and that I wouldn’t give him
a fair shake and the young Negro lady suffered from an attitude developed over
time. Neither was born with that
attitude…it was taught to them, it was crammed down their throats by a greedy and
selfish agenda that is more than racist…it is destructive to the American way
of life.
Call me a racist if you want and I will bring forth 100’s of
witnesses to the contrary…what will you have on the prosecutions table but my
color and my heritage that I had nothing to do with.
It is time to move on from all this America and come
together for a better nation before the forces of evil infiltrate this good
country even more.
Barrack Obama is a racist. I say this based on his words and
actions both of which have poisoned this country and continue to do so with inflammatory
speeches like he had on Friday. Al
Sharpton is a racist. I don’t care who
he marched with, he is not worthy of riding MLK Jr’s coat tails. Barrack and Sharpton stand for nothing but divisiveness. Don’t take my word for it…do your own
unbiased research…listen to them carefully and you will see and hear the same
thing I do…hate, distrust, divisiveness and anti-Americanism. The Negro community of America needs to take
the blinders off before they are led off a cliff by leaders who have a hidden
agenda…an agenda to disrupt a peaceful America.
I have lived with the Negro community. I have shared time with them and what I am
saying…many expressed to me…they were not going to be sheep led to the
slaughter…they seen the writing on the wall and realized they were being duped
not by white America, but by black America with help from willing and wealthy white enablers. We are better than that America…let the
haters hate, their ways will be cut short…don’t let yourself be among them…for theirs
is a losing fight in the ring of misery.
In closing I will leave you with this. I am a registered Independent. I vote for who I feel will best fill a position
and run it with American ideals and morals regardless of race, because I’d
rather be in a race where we all cross the finish line together, leaving only
those behind that choose to be.
My past does not control my future…and neither should yours…anybody
that tries to tell you otherwise is only trying to deceive you into getting on
board with their twisted agenda. Don’t
do it or you will go down in flames with them…into a lake of flames that does
not give up its dead.
Have faith America, if for no other reason, because He has faith in you. Peace is found in the hearts of those that hear the Word and know His love does not fail, because He cares for your soul, as His own. Isaiah Chapters 1 & 2. ✝️🙏🇺🇸🦅🐝
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