Its Kevin

Category: Rants

  • A Wasted Vote

    “”I understand how difficult it can be for an African-American in today’s society. In fact, I can relate to black people very well indeed. My ancestors once owned slaves, and it is in my lineage to work closely with the black community. However, just because they were freed over a century ago doesn’t mean they can now be freeloaders. They need to be told to work hard, and the incentives just aren’t there for them anymore. When I’m president I plan to work closely with the black community to bring a sense of pride and work ethic back into view for them.” – Mitt Romney

    These are the words of a man who “thinks” he is qualified to be the leader of the best country on earth. These words, while sugar coated, indicate that a lineage of ownership over a race means you identify with its problems. They say in fact that the struggles of a race that experiences oppression in its daily life should just be thrust aside and that the man who embraces his family’s history of ownership should be the one to lead them towards prosperity.
    As a citizen of this country, I am offended. Not so much by his words, but by the ignorance they represent. I am offended by the brashness he uses towards those he deems as “freeloaders,” and I feel that this shows that he is not qualified to run a parking lot let alone a nation.
    Privilege is not a good lens to view through when attempting to understand poverty. Ownership does not make you qualified to feel for the common man. In fact, it makes the common man feel that you are a dictator waiting to happen.

    If you choose to exercise your freedom of choice for this man, be aware that he is a fool. He has no grasp of the big picture, and only sees the details that he feels will effect a small financial margin of society. This man does not deserve a vote if he truly feels this way.

    In fact, I could go so far as to say that I would rather vote for a person who is not of this nation, than for someone who feels that the history of a nation’s people is to be disregarded.

    Make up your own mind. Vote for whom you choose. But please use your brain before you waste your vote.

    This blog not sponsored by Obama for America.

    An RVAMaverick creation.

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  • Keep Your Hands to Yourself

    “You’ve got to be desperate to steel from a blind person.” I heard this argument from someone and it confused me. Confusion came not so much that the morality of stealing from the blind is wrong, but that from the assumption that stealing from others is acceptable.

    When I was a child at my mother’s knee, I learned that the penalty of theft was a blistered behind. The lesson was not that the blisters came more frequently if the target of my sin was someone less well off than me, but that the theft itself was not tolerated. If I wanted the cookie, I requested it. If I needed a dollar to ride the bus, I asked for it. Taking that which belongs to someone else was just not done, and by the time I reached five-years-old, I had that moral lesson so firmly entrenched in my skull that even today I check to see if anyone lost any money before I pick up what I find on the street.
    When did the simple morality of theft change? Why is it acceptable to rob from the rich and give to the poor? Who are today’s protected classes? I am only concerned, as I would like to know if they deserve special consideration.
    I still believe in equal equality regardless of your particular situation. Keep your hands out of my effects and if you cannot afford it, please do not’ take it. To miss quote Mr. Mackey, “stealing is bad … you shouldn’t steal.”

    An RVAMaverick creation.

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  • Saturday Morning Fight

    Three black men and one Chinese woman walk into a room and close the door. After fifteen minutes, you hear rumbles of male voices, and an occasional shriek of a female who obviously has something on her mind. Now before your perverted mind goes too deep into the gutter, the four people are college students, the room is located at the school library, and the rumbles and shrieks are an argument over strategic business planning for a class project.

    Welcome to my Saturday morning. At 8:00 AM, I had the pleasure of meeting with three group members from a strategic business course to outline a semester long project. The goal of the meeting was to map out a business, its benefits plan, and how best to assign group responsibilities so that the grade on the project is acceptable for all members.

    Within the first ten minutes one of our group members, a gentleman from Africa whom I’ll call Mjinga (fool), decided he knew more than all the other students about how the group should be run and to tell the group what to do and how to do their parts of the project. Mjinga was not aware that Kamau (warrior) was in the group.

    Kamau, my inner warrior spirit, woke up and verbally bitch slapped that Mjinga for ignoring the first rule of a team, working together. I reminded him that the all mighty professor had not granted him rights to run the group, and that the purpose of the meeting was for all members to decide on how they felt the group should run, and not how one member was going to manage the group.

    Mjinga understandably pissed off after being emasculated verbally by another alpha male attempted to get support by getting the other members of the group on his side. Our other group members must not have been happy about his tactics either. I swear it was as if Muhammad Ali and Madam Mao took turns kicking him verbally in the groin. The nicest thing I heard from them is that he was an idiot for trying to start a fight at 8:00 AM.

    The upshot was that the group did decide on leadership and defined rolls. We also worked out that our best design for a fake business was a bank and that we would do better to focus on a realistic profile rather than an elaborate cookie cutter model. It is better to play it safe, than to gamble on grades.

    Oh, what happened to Madam Mao, Kamau, and Muhammad Ali? After the meeting, we went to breakfast and discussed Mjinga with much bad language and rude jokes. Ali had to go off to work, but his closing line is something I will never forget. “I pity the fool who screws with us when we’re hungry.”

    An RVAMaverick creation.

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  • Blind Rage: or Where the Dogs Can’t Go

    Society is becoming more self-centered and stupid every day. While watching the news and reading blogs on the internet, I see countless stories of discrimination against people based on race, color, gender, sexual orientation, and disability. As someone who has a disability, blindness, any attacks on people in that category really piss me off.

    Lately I have noticed a rise in the number of stories where in customers with guide dogs are denied access to stores, restaurants, and travel facilities like airports. Guide dogs (also called seeing-eye dogs) are assistance dogs trained to lead blind and visually impaired people around obstacles. In several countries, guide dogs, along with most service animals, are exempt from regulations against the presence of animals in places such as restaurants and public transportation. neither the business owner, the staff, nor that random pinhead who feels their opinions are God’s law can bar that animal from the due performance of their duty of guiding the blind or vision impaired person around in a safe manner.

    Barring these friendly fur balls from faithful service makes me mad because it is the same as saying that the person has no right to equal access. It tells me that the establishment values the money of all other patrons, except for money from people who can’t see. It finally tells me that taking the step to see what life is like in the shoes of someone who is different from them is so hard, so out of the ordinary, so distasteful that that person must be barred from mixing with society less that blindness disease be communicated to “normal” people.

    I know it might sound biased. I don’t give a soft soap bubble. Equality is a basic human right, and should be enforced. Whether you can’t see, have the wrong skin color, or are just full of cacafuego, you still deserve to be treated like a normal person unless your behavior breaks a law or your force your beliefs on someone else.

    I swear there are times I want to take discriminatory people and slap them so hard that by the time they come down, they’d need a passport and
    plane ticket back!

    An RVAMaverick creation.

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