Monday, September 13, 2010

DO YOU SEE, WHAT I SEE?

Tis' the morning after. The first true weekend of college and NFL football? Nooooo, it's the day after MTV Video Music Awards or VMA's as industry professionals refer to it (and the a-holes who like to acronyms repeatedly). Which is actually weird because MTV runs so many scripted "reality" shows, I don't ever see when nominated videos could actually air. Well, I for one did not see live airing of the coveted show because I was watching the Dallas "First to Play A Super Bowl in Our--- Blah, Blah, Blah" Cowboys put one in the 'L' column against the Washington Redskins. But when that rusty dagger in their hearts was taken out, I hopped on the laptop to look into 'the social network'(phrase copyrighted by Columbia Pictures) and what did I see in the twitter sea, but the trending topic be Kan-YE-- West that is. It seems many were praising the brave performance that closed the show. Other trending topics were Lady GaGa, the host Chelsea Handler and the pimple faced deity, Justin Beiber(spelling? don't care, never will). So I decided to see if I could catch some of the west coast feed of the show or the repeat because if nothing else MTV knows how to "encore" a show. So I'll run down my thoughts. Thought One. People spoke online about Chelsea Handler being a horrible host. Really? It amazes me how people ask a person to read a teleprompter and introduce other people and then say they were horrible at doing it. The only reason they would be a horrible host is if they couldn't read. Then that's a whole different story that goes into adult literacy that should've been discovered way before contracts were signed. There is no real failing at this gig. People complain to this day about David Letterman's hosting of the Oscars-- crap! nobody died and the show started and finished. He competently did his job. Thought Two. Justin Beiber, I don't get his success, nor shall I question it, but he had twelve grown men in letterman's sweaters with the letter "B" on it dancing behind him. The only thing more demoralizing than that is prison rape. Thought Three. I stand corrected. Carrying the train to Lady GaGa's dress is even more demoralizing than back up dancing for Beiber and prison rape. Thought Four. Kanye West's performance to close the show was brilliant. Let's get this straight Kanye West is a talented producer. He makes some good music but because of his sales, the PR machine, his obnoxious behavior and well his own declaration, he is deemed genius. His performance to close the show was not so brilliant. In a blood red suit, black shirt and gold chains, he stood alone playing a beat machine on a bare stage (I get the symbolism-- all I started with is me and my music). He commenced to perform the song, Runaway, which containts the lyrics "You've been putting up with my sh** too long" and "let's have a toast for the douchebags". He also had some ballet dancers bounding around the stage. Some will label me the infamous word "hater", but I like the term realist. 365 days ago, a drunken Kanye West ran up on stage and turned Taylor Swift into a superstar not for her talent but his interrupting her recieving an award because Kanyeezy thought Beyonce deserved the award (or he wanted to be noticed). The blowback from him destroying that young lady's moment made him realize that people were tired of his antics. I want to believe KanYeezy was sincere, but the last few weeks on Twitter he has been tweetng about how sorry he was for the Taylor Swift incident. I wanted to believe that but one his tweets was "I wish I could talk to all of my haters". Kayne-- bruh, if you ruined Taylor Swift's moment, the people aren't the haters, YOU are. Was he sincere? I think not. Thought Five. Eminem did the opening performance and left the theater immediately though he was receiving awards that night. When a perfomer of his caliber and such a high visibilty, leaves the awards show he opened, what does that say about said show? It's like Mel Gibson--okay not him-- but it's like Meryl Streep presenting at the Oscars then leaving even though she is up for Best Actress. Many area saying they saw this amazing show. Maybe I need glasses.

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Thursday, September 9, 2010

WHO DAT? WE DAT! TWO DAT!



On this evening, the 2010 year of our Lord, the New Orleans Saints commence their journey for the ring... again. Yes, the defending Super Bowl Champions, New Orleans Saints begin the quest for another Lombardi trophy. I stress quest ring for another because all teams are undefeated starting tonight. The Saints have stated in the public that "we are the hunted" this year and its a totally different game in 2010. Last team to repeat was the 2003-2004 New England Patriots and no doubt it's a difficult thing to do. I am biased in saying that I believe that Da' Boyz can repeat, because it will take work and a laser-like focus. As I've heard in the past, it all starts from the top. And with the Saints it starts with coach Sean Payton and quarterback, Drew Brees. After watching America's Game 2009 on the NFL Network I realized that these two men may have that focus. Payton gave the team a list of 10 reasons why they should repeat as champions and 10 reasons why they shouldn't, "the choice is yours". Payton also told the story of being at Saints headquarters on a Sunday during a bye week to find Brees ALONE, at game time, going through the motions of a game. When Payton discovered this he asked Drew "Are we winning?" Brees smiled and replied "Of course". Linebacker Jonathan Vilma spoke of how Payton insisted that he be on the stand to receive the NFC championship trophy because he was such a big part of this journey. As hard as Payton was telling Garret Hartley to "stop ****ing sulking" after missing a field goal against the Bucs, he also told him, before he made the NFC championship kick heard around the world, "you belong here son". Payton's hard but he's fair, which is all you can ask for but not expect in this life because as we all know 'life IS unfair'. During this off-season, the Saints lost only two people from the Super Bowl roster and usually what destroys most Super Bowl teams is the concept of team and "we" becoming about the individual and "me". The Saints have been very steadfast about keeping a vice-like grip on the "we" concept. "We" is an attitude that reflects the people and city of New Orleans and the Saints are a manifestation of that attitude. "We" is slowly (and I do mean slowly) but surely bringing the city of New Orleans back. The Saints are just ahead of the curve with a Lombardi in the glass case. Ergo, I believe the Saints will be playing in Dallas AKA "Jerry's House" on Thanksgiving Day and in early February.

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Wednesday, September 8, 2010

HIDE YO' KIDS FROM ANTOINE



We have breaking news. Ignorance still reigns supreme. Dating back to deep in the 20th century, we have heard every possible joke about how newscasters find the most ignorant person to interview. I don't think the news media got the memo. Please meet Antoine Dodson, the witness, who deterred a would be rapist atop his sister and the newest internet sensation. He has appeared on TODAY show and other national shows to speak of his new found-- bucoonery (that's how ignorant he is and I have a copyright on the word "bucoonery") I mean new found fame. While I applaud Antoine's deterring of this heinous man, maybe he was speaking in the moment, which would explain his spontaneous and (let me reitterate)ignorant remarks in the interview. But what irks me most is that Antoine is doing every interview possible just to be on television and he has literally become Sleep N Eat and Mantan the Minstrel for these fifteen minutes of fame. These nine hundred seconds of fame are ones that I believe he will regret or maybe not (I'll leave that to Antoine) because the world is mocking him. From the gentlemen, who Auto-Tuned him to over nineteen million hits on YouTube and all the journalists like Matt Lauer and Meredith Vereira, who look at him and just fight back the laughter on this guy. MATT LAUER: "So Antoine, you actually saw your sister's assailant?" ANTOINE: "Yes, I did. Yes, I did, Mr.Today Show. And he better watch out, cause Antoine is on the prowl." Yes, Antoine is receiving half the profits from the sales of "Bed Intruder" on iTunes, but all money isn't good money. He has been turned into a 21st century minstrel and doesn't even know it. I will stop here, but I advise you as Antoine says "Hide yo' kids..... from Antoine."

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Tuesday, September 7, 2010

CRUNCH TIME



I find myself looking for a subject to write about literally at the 11th hour. It's 11:06pm and I have yet to put an entry in the Bastille. The recent reaching of a watermark in life made me decide to show some discipline in life and my profession of writing by doing daily entries in this blog o' mine. The thing is I have to be short, which for a long winded SOB like myself is like asking Montana Fishburne to not do something embarassing, but alas (you just don't get to use 'alas' as much today), I will. My wheels spin as I try to decide if I should political and talk about political sh** slinging President Obama is enduring while his Dems sit on their hands and testicles. Then I could speak of the exciting first weekend of college football games, but my audience would be whittled down to one, ME. I could do an observation piece on this homeless gentleman, who works outside the pharmacy, but that is so Steve Lopez and even with the book, Robert Downey Jr, Jamie Foxx and accompanying film, The Soloist didn't do well. So as my eardrums ae tickled by the sounds of Steely Dan's Peg, I realize there is not time to hem and haw (a phrasing my elder family members use) and write something interesting. So, I shall leave you with my true feelings (as seen above), since I am pissed at giving you this sham of an entry.

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Monday, September 6, 2010

THE RETURN

Greetings. The gatekeeper of Hades, Donovan Burke is back after a forced vacation, which I could easily blame on many outside factors other than myself, but I won't. I accept my part in "falling off". My feelings are... let's move forward from here. I realized I tuckered myself out in past entries by trying to write War & Peace on a daily basis. It's a blog, not State of the Union address. Now, I shall take a hint from Emmy Award winning writer of THE WIRE, TREME and my blog idol, David Mills AKA Undercover Blackman (R.I.P.). Keep it short, sweet and to the point. Not that he never said that but he led by his actions and his entries we short, sweet, to the point and they kept you coming back. I hope to be as discplined as he was from this point on. And now the Bastille. In my absence, I have been active, so has the world in general. President Obama is not as popular, the largest oil spill in history took place and LeBron ripped the heart out of a city. So what did I focus on? Lebron of course. Somewhere between the 2008 USA team, his mother's indiscretions with one Delonte West and South Beach, my mind came up with the following mock commercials, that I wrote and directed.

I hope you enjoyed it, I know LeBron and his mom probably didn't. But as I said, I hope to be short, sweet and to the point in the future.

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Tuesday, June 1, 2010

KOBE IS STILL NOT THE G.O.A.T.

The O'Brien Trophy has been awarded, Ron Artest's new single has been released and scores of sports journalists are waxing poetic about the Lakers winning back-to back NBA Finals, this off-season's crop of free agents and the legacy of one Kobe Bean Bryant. Let me cut through the buttery vernacular and state "Kobe Bryant is not the GOAT (Greatest Of All Time for the casual sports fan)." When the GOAT discussion arises he is definitely present, but "Kobe is not the GOAT." He may not be the greatest Laker. The biggest problem is people waver between deciding by strictly numbers or intangibles. I immensely respect numbers but you can't ignore the intangible of the "never seen before" factor. That's when a player takes changes the game. Those people deserve the GOAT title and Kobe Bryant has not done that.

Jerry "The Logo" West was the all-time leading Laker scorer. Kareem Abdul-Jabbar is the all-time leading scorer in The Association's history, but if you asked anyone who is the greatest Laker ever most would respond “Magic" Johnson and he was never the Lakers all time leading scorer. But he was the engine that made the 80's Laker teams run like a Ferrari. At the age of 20, Kobe couldn't average twenty points a game and was throwing up air balls in Utah. At that same age, Magic Johnson made us realize that a 6'9" point guard could make no-look passes and move better than a six foot point guard. At the age of 20 as an NBA rookie, Magic walked into the hostile Boston Garden and played guard, forward and center in an NBA Finals Game 6. He would score 42 points, grab 15 boards and deliver 6 assists to win the world championship. We watched Magic in total awe because we had never seen anything like him. A 6 foot point guard, which was the norm, is now considered an anomaly because we have a generation of passing, 6'5" point guards because of Magic Johnson showing us what had "never been seen".

With Kobe winning his 5th championship ring, those who respect numbers and Kobe fans will state that, "Kobe has got to be considered the GOAT now." Well, if that's the case, so is Derek Fisher, who has won 5 rings and even former Laker Robert Horry, who has won 7 rings. And if we're going to measure by the number of rings then Bill Russell is the GOAT because he won 11 championship rings with the Boston Celtics. Kobe has been amazing, since taking the reins to lead "his" Laker team in 2004. I even felt he deserved more than one regular season MVP trophy during these recent, lean, Laker years or at least free back surgery for carrying the team so long. Many fans and pundits also say that Kobe is now worthy of Michael Jordan's GOAT crown, but I must adamantly disagree. Kobe was definitely one of the important factors on his Laker teams during the 3-peat years of 2001 to 2004, but you can't act like three time Finals MVP Shaquille O'Neal did not exist. Shaq sometimes accounted for two defenders and gave Kobe the court spacing to get his numbers. Who did Michael Jordan have in the middle? Luc Longley? Bernard Cartwright? Those two clogged up the paint like British Petroleum oil execs. My point is when you start calling Kobe the GOAT and speaking of his 5 championship rings, first consider he still doesn't have 6rings like MJ and three of them were on a Shaq-led team. Don't get me wrong, this is not a personal love of the good old 80's or MJ, but it is just a statement of facts. Let the court record the following facts for the man they called Air:

5 league MVP trophies. 6-time NBA champion (1991-93, 1996-98); NBA MVP (1988, '91, '92, '96, '98); 10-time All-NBA First Team (1987-93, 1996-98); All-NBA Second Team (1985); Defensive Player of the Year (1988); 9-time All-Defensive First Team (1988-93, 1996-98); Rookie of the Year (1985); 14-time All-Star; All-Star MVP (1988, '96, '98)

MJ won seven straight scoring titles. To win a scoring title in the NBA (home of the best basketball players on the planet), you have to average more than over 400 players over 82 games. MJ did this seven years in a row. He even shot over 50 percent for two seasons. Kobe has never shot over 50 percent for a season. I so respect his numbers but MJ's "never been seen" before factor is off the charts. We had never seen a man score 63 points on the Celtics in The Garden (and this was during a period in the NBA, if you weren't bleeding there was no foul). We had never seen a player get a mere few feet from the goal and then pass. We had never seen a player dunk sideways from outside of the paint. We had never seen a player change hands mid-shot as he falls and make it. We had never seen a player take criticism of his game personally every off-season and add another facet to his game to prove all the naysayers wrong. We had never seen a player take off for an entire season, to only return mid-season and drop 55 points on the New York Knicks in Madison Square Garden. We had never seen a player sick with the flu be carried on and off the court during an NBA Finals Game. We had never seen a player average 41 points in an NBA Finals series. Kobe Bryant is no doubt the best basketball player on the planet Earth, but I will tell you, when I see something in Kobe that I've "never seen before". And I just don't see in Kobe's game the Wright Brothers flying for the first time, but I do see Michael Jordan getting ready for take off.

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Tuesday, February 23, 2010

STATE OF THE TIGER ADDRESS

Last Friday Eldrick Tiger Woods broke his silence and gave a 13 minute speech about his adulterous affairs and his ongoing sex rehab. It was estimated that over one hundred million dollars was spent to cover this speech and after hours were spent interpreting his every word. Hair Trigger has translated IN BOLD what Tiger was actually thinking as he recited his well crafted words.

Good morning. And thank you for joining me (Thanks for attending my attempt to repair my corporate sponsor relationships). Many of you in the room are my friends. Many of you in this room know me. Many of you have cheered for me, or worked with me, or supported me, and now, every one of you has good reason to be critical of me (You all knew I was creeping and didn’t say a thing. Thanks). I want to say to each of you, simply, and directly, I am deeply sorry for my irresponsible and selfish behavior I engaged in. I know people want to find out how I could be so selfish and so foolish. People want to know how I could have done these things to my wife, Elin, and to my children (Hello I am Tiger F***ing Woods). And while I have always tried to be a private person, there are some things I want to say (I didn’t reprogram that broad’s name in my cell phone, so here I am). Elin and I have started the process of discussing the damage caused by my behavior. As she pointed out to me, my real apology to her will not come in the form of words. It will come from my behavior over time. We have a lot to discuss. However, what we say to each other will remain between the two of us (I didn’t know you could legally write that many zeros on a check). I am also aware of the pain my behavior has caused to those of you in this room. I have let you down. I have let down my fans. (What is with you people? I’m rich and famous. Life is my playground. You know I don’t drive a Buick. Do you really think Gatorade helps me when I got Mickelson breathing down my neck? Grow up people). For many of you, especially my friends, my behavior has been a personal disappointment. To those of you who work for me, I have let you down, personally and professionally. My behavior has caused considerable worry to my business partners (To my sponsors who dropped me. Please, please, please take me back?). To everyone involved in my foundation, including my staff, board of directors, sponsors, and most importantly, the young students we reach, our work is more important than ever. Thirteen years ago, my dad and I envisioned helping young people achieve their dreams through education (We also had a dream of running through every whore house in Bangkok, but that's another story, another time). This work remains unchanged and will continue to grow. From the Learning Center students in Southern California, to the Earl Woods Scholars in Washington, D.C., millions of kids have changed their lives, and I am dedicated to making sure that continues (I got big problems people, the needy kids are just screwed). But, still, I know I have severely disappointed all of you. I have made you question who I am and how I have done the things I did. I am embarrassed that I have put you in this position. For all that I have done, I am so sorry. I have a lot to atone for. But there is one issue I really want to discuss. Some people have speculated that Elin somehow hurt or attacked me on Thanksgiving night. It angers me that people would fabricate a story like that. She never hit me that night or any other night. There has never been an episode of domestic violence in our marriage. Ever. (The definition of domestic violence is very dicey at best and you don't have proof, so there!). Elin has shown enormous grace and poise throughout this ordeal. Elin deserves praise, not blame (Every time you write something about her, I drop a spot on the Forbes list. STOP IT!). The issue involved here was my repeated irresponsible behavior. I was unfaithful. I had affairs. I cheated. What I did is not acceptable. And I am the only person to blame. I stopped living by the core values that I was taught to believe in (Never leave physical evidence and always deny”). I knew my actions were wrong. But I convinced myself that normal rules didn't apply. I never thought about who I was hurting. Instead, I thought only about myself. I ran straight through the boundaries that a married couple should live by. I thought I could get away with whatever I wanted to. I felt that I had worked hard my entire life and deserved to enjoy all the temptations around me (First you get the money, then you get the power then you get the woman. I f***ing love Scarface). I felt I was entitled. Thanks to money and fame, I didn't have far -- didn't have to go far to find them (When you are rich and famous, the world is your ashtray people. I walk into a $10,000 a night Vegas suite and I am presented with 50 grand in chips and the finest white women you have ever seen in life. Because you know how the Tiger gets down). I was wrong. I was foolish. I don't get to play by different rules. The same boundaries that apply to everyone apply to me. (Sheeeet, Tiger wrote the rule book. I smoke Cuban cigars, while hunting endangered species). I brought this shame on myself. I hurt my wife, my kids, my mother, my wife's family, my friends, my foundation, and kids all around the world who admired me. I've had a lot of time to think about what I have done. My failures have made me look at myself in a way I never wanted to before. It is now up to me to make amends. And that starts by never repeating the mistakes I have made. It is up to me to start living a life of integrity (I see you're really buying this so far. Great, because I worked with the best crisis managers on this speech. These guys worked with President Clinton and R. Kelly). I once heard -- and I believe it is true -- it's not what you achieve in life that matters, it is what you overcome. Achievements on the golf course are only part of setting an example. Character and decency are what really count (Please, Kim Kardashian has made her family famous for banging Ray J. Who is Ray J, you ask? EXACTLY. Character and decency went out the window with reading a book). Parents used to point to me as a role model for their kids. I owe all of those families a special apology. I want to say to them that I am truly sorry (I’m playing the humble role until I can go back to fist pumping and white girl humping). It is hard to admit that I need help. But I do. For 45 days, from the end of December to early February, I was in inpatient therapy, receiving guidance for the issues I'm facing. I have a long way to go. But I've taken my first steps in the right direction. As I proceed, I understand people have questions. I understand the press wants me to -- to ask me for the details of the times I was unfaithful (I am the Nasty Man). I understand people want to know whether Elin and I will remain together. Please know that as far as I'm concerned, every one of these questions and answers is a matter between Elin and me (Will you ever touch my penis again?). These are issues between a husband and a wife. Some people have made up things that never happened. They said I used performance-enhancing drugs. This is completely and utterly false. (AND GET THIS STRAIGHT. I NEVER, EVER, EVER, EVER DATED A BLACK WOMAN). Some have written things about my family. Despite the damage I have done, I still believe it is right to shield my family from the public spotlight. They did not do these things. I did. I have always tried to maintain a private space for my wife and children. They have been kept separate from my sponsors, my commercial endorsements, when my children were born, we only released photographs so they ... so that the paparazzi could not chase them.
However, my behavior doesn't make it right for the media to follow my 2½-year-old daughter to school and report the school's location. They staked out my wife and pursued my mom. Whatever my wrongdoings, for the sake of my family, please leave my wife and kids alone (I dig you gotta follow Elin, she’s a grown ass woman, she knew what she was marrying into, but not my kids. You follow my kids and I Sean Penn your ass). I recognize I have brought this on myself. And I know above all I am the one who needs to change. I owe it to my family to become a better person. I owe it to those closest to me to become a better man. That is where my focus will be. I have a lot of work to do. And I intend to dedicate myself to doing it (My backswing is really rusty, so leave me the **** alone to work on it). Part of following this path for me is Buddhism, which my mother taught me at a young age. People probably don't realize it, but I was raised a Buddhist, and I actively practiced my faith from childhood until I drifted away from it in recent years. Buddhism teaches that a craving for things outside ourselves causes an unhappy and pointless search for security. It teaches me to stop following every impulse and to learn restraint. Obviously, I lost track of what I was taught (I couldn’t find a church, temple or synagogue, if you put a GPS up my ass). As I move forward, I will continue to receive help because I have learned that is how people really do change. Starting tomorrow, I will leave for more treatment and more therapy. I would like to thank my friends at Accenture and the players in the field this week for understanding why I am making this -- these remarks today (Please take me back Accenture? You paid for all my trips to Dubai). In therapy, I have learned that looking at -- the importance of looking at my spiritual life and keeping in balance with my professional life. I need to regain my balance and be centered so I can save the things that are most important to me: my marriage and my children (It’s all about my career. Earl told me, “Women want money, boy. You think you’d be sticking all this tail, if you were pumping gas?”). That also means relying on others for help. I have learned to seek support from my peers in therapy, and I hope someday to return that support to others who are seeking help (Sweet Jesus, how do you regular people live your lives?). I do plan to return to golf one day. I just don't know when that day will be. I don't rule out that it will be this year. When I do return, I need to make my behavior more respectful of the game. In recent weeks, I have received many thousands of e-mails, letters and phone calls from people expressing good wishes (The ladies are still throwing the drawers at your boy). To everyone who has reached out to me and my family, thank you. Your encouragement means the world to Elin and me. I want to thank the PGA Tour, Commissioner [Tim] Finchem and the players for their patience and understanding while I work on my private life. I look forward to seeing my fellow players on the course (All you hacks, who had something to say about Tiger will be washing my golf balls again, literally and figuratively). Finally, there are many people in this room and there are many people at home who believed in me. Today, I want to ask for your help. I ask you to find room in your hearts to one day believe in me again. Thank you (There, I finally said something about this affair. You happy now? If not, bite my Tiger).

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Thursday, January 21, 2010

ACT LIKE A ******


Dear President Obama

I cannot believe it’s been a whole year since that cold day in Washington, DC last year, where the only thing that could keep you warm was your promise of change on the horizon of Washington politics. Over the past year, you’ve moved into a new house, been criticized for taking your wife out on a date, bought a dog, called a “liar”, commented on your friend being arrested in his own home, had a beer with the arresting officer, sent more troops to another country, tried to get a national healthcare bill passed and oh yeah, you even won a prize for being a peaceful guy. It has been a pretty full year for you. I must commend you for attempting to govern in a truly bipartisan manner by using the same skillful, nuanced, methods you used to win the White House. Now that your extended hand, symbolic olive branch and whatever other symbol of healthy compromise have been repeatedly slapped to the ground and fallen on the deaf “I don’t care if you’re right, you’re still wrong” ears of The Republicans it is time for you to change your M.O. I suggest that you --- and I know use of this word won’t be popular with many in the black community--- act like a ******. Yes, I said it, act like a ******. And while I know the word’s history with African Americans in this country, but to my critics I use the term in this piece more to be associated with “rebellious, don’t give a damn what you say, I’m gonna do what I do and you will get out of my way”, behavior. Why do I use this term? Because no one seems to listen to anything else but bold, brash, bullyish, ******-like behavior, kind of like George W. Bush did during his eight years in the Oval Office. George W. Bush found old, antiquated, executive privilege laws and used them to the fullest to progress his agenda and to say the least he was successful --- in bankrupting this country. To be quite honest, I always suspected the first black president would act just like George W. Bush did because he or she would figure I need to ‘act a fool’, while I’m in office because I know I’m not getting a second term. You know, things like give out reparations for slavery, pardon all his or her friends in jail, give out Pell Grants to all his friends with college age kids, pimp out the Presidential limousine, put up a basketball court on the White House grounds, throw back a few beers in the White House Garden—oh wow, Mr. President you’ve done some of this stuff already. Well, Mr. President you’re halfway down the road to “acting like a ******.” You’re totally ahead of the curve, you just have to take those natural instincts and apply them to the work day. The same Republicans and Blue Dog Democrats, who support Charter Schools because they bring about healthy competition with public schools, fight like rabid dogs against your public option in a healthcare bill that is supposed to bring about healthy competition within the country’s medical situation. It is at this moment, you should act like a ******”. You should go to the Blue Dog Democrats and tell them, if you vote with them, strongly imply that ‘things happen’. When they turn incredulously and ask “what do you mean Mr. President?” Innocently reply to them, “Huh? Oh I don’t know. Just saying. Things happen. Funding for your state gets cut off, you can’t get face time with the President. You know, I get five free kills as president. Things happen.” Of course I’m joking about killing anyone, but you gather what I am saying, Barack.

Just twenty four hours ago, the Democratic Party lost the Massachusetts, Senate seat that was Democratic since 1972 (via Ted Kennedy) and all the Democrats are now looking around at each other like Macaulay Culkin in Home Alone. You would be totally justified in acting like a *****. All they had to do was make a half hearted effort and they would’ve delivered the seat, but alas they didn’t. You were already having issues with getting votes on the Hill and they just made it even more difficult with the loss of this seat. Mr. President you need to metaphorically turn over some tables in Washington,DC and let everyone know that you are the President of the United States and no one else. Your opponents are going to be angry at you no matter what you do, why not get what you want while you’re at it. You are making efforts to assist in the devastation of the Haiti earthquake which has killed 200,000 people, but Rush “The Real College Dropout (my apologies Kanye)” Limbaugh found a way to state that you were “trying to ingratiate yourself with light and dark skinned black people”. As if you really needed assistance in that category. If that is the type of behavior you will receive, I say give it back to them. Junior congressmen from South Carolina (because I won’t give him press by repeating his name) won’t think about yelling during your speeches and right wing pundits will check themselves before saying the wrong thing for they will fear the wrath of President Obama. Why? Because every once in a while, you act like a ******. If that doesn’t convince you think about Nat Turner and Felix Macon. Nat Turner led a slave revolt through the countryside, killing people because he wanted his freedom. Now I am by no means suggesting to kill people in Washington, but think about Felix and who is Felix? Felix is the forgotten slave, who said “Nat, I don’t think you’re going to get anywhere by acting like a ******.”

Signed

Rusty “you still got my vote” Eagle

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