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Est. April 5, 2002
April 13, 2017 - Issue 694

Trump Doesn't Give a Damn
Dead Syrian Babies


"How odd, how so-very strange and
unforeseeable will it be that the next
nation this government employs nuclear
weapons against will be an Arab or Asian nation,
populated with non-White folks?"

C’mon people, please, you’re gonna try to convince me ol’ King Trump was moved-to tears because he saw innocent Syrian babies gasping for life . . . really? Steve Bannon, the lost, ragged beer-belly Beach Boy from Breitbart, and perhaps more importantly Trump’s actual “brain” - you think behind White Citizen Council meeting house doors they refer to Syrains as . . . well Syrians? No, they call them “sand-niggers” or “raghead-niggers.” The dipped in Disney version of what motivated Emperor Trump to send the Tomahawks is laughable; rather it was both his fondness of global destruction coupled-with he desperately needed a diversion from what is the slow exposure of his high-treason shenanigans.

Look either Donald Trump s a CIA spy . . . baiting the racist White Russians for Uncle Sam . . or he and his many minions are guilty of treason, hi-treason that is. Electric chair, gas chambers. Forgive me for stating the consequences and repercussions for committing treason at this high-ass level.

Next I guess you’re gonna try to tell me Neo-Confederate Attorney General Jefferson Beauregard Sessions, the III, is a lifelong “friend” of Black and Brown folks. Who believes this?

We’re gonna have to “suspend reality” to play-along with the Uber White House’s “Wag the dog” diversion . Hell I’m not sure how much of what’s playing-out on the global stage isn’t a script Lord Trump concocted himself, or just a chain-of meatheaded events playing out before our eyes, which is starting to have a spooky as hell biblical-type end of the world feel to it, no?

Horrifically Trump holds the fate of the entire “free” world in the palm of his little orange hands.

But for me to believe those Navy boys bombed that Syrian airfield because of the Don’s hyper-sensitive Michael Jackson kinda’ emotions, that’s just asinine at best. For me to go along with this, you’ll have to kiss me too sweetheart while you screw the hell out of me.

Put on your red high heel slippers and that Black lace thong babydoll!

Is this grade school level “morality play’s” single objective to re-paint Trump as anti-Russian and supposedly lay-to-rest all these quick-setting concrete allegations of plotting and conspiring between Trump’s imperial palace troopers and Putin’s commie-pinko spies?

And “why” are we really going after North Korea? They’ve got a half-dozen nuclear-tipped pop-bottle rockets from a Singapore Flea market sale, aimed at 40’00 flesh n’ bone GI Joe n’ Janes, while Uncle Sam has an arsenal, 7000 plus hi-tech made in the USA missiles, tucked away on planes, trains, automobiles, satellites, submarines - it’s not about the nukes, it's about creating a diversion from dissecting a real spy novel.

This is a international clustermuck to say the least, the fallout from European Colonialism, its aftermath will not come without pain n’ suffering on a unsettling, unnerving level.

You can’t tell me the military/techno/industrial complex can’t wait to profit from a full-blown “real” war, a “world war” i.e., multiple players at one-another's throats. Think of the gazillions some will make. A global war where we empty the ghettos, burrows and small town USA to go off to die for . . . you tell me, an foolhardy effort to expand the American empire? And of course Trump and Sessions want protesters in the streets so they can declare war on liberal, democratic negro-lovers and virtually all Americans of color.

Blood runnin’ down all over their profit sheets, ain't that a’ bitch?

I bet you Trump’s kids won’t go to war. They’re no Joe Kennedy's or Teddy Roosevelt Jr.’s in their deplorable ranks.

They want to fill the private, for-profit prisons they invest in have to turn on their “No Vacancy signs.”

Whatever in the hell is unfolding before our 16 year old virgin eyes it has little to do with empathy, sympathy nor pity for “Sand Niggers.” We have to admit, behind Mar-a-Lago closed doors these folks running America today, they don’t like colored folks; we are chinks, spics, niggers and wetbacks, just as women are bitches, whores, (not hoes) and cunts. Oh come on! Please we’re all full-grown adults. Here let’s talk like we're on Real Politics with Bill Maher and not Mister Robert’s Neighborhood on PBS - your 11 year-old isn’t reading this boring mind-numbing crap.

You tell me, how odd, how so-very strange and unforeseeable will it be that the next nation this government employs nuclear weapons against will be an Arab or Asian nation, populated with non-White folks? And if that historical disaster, one of epic proportions tragically comes-about . . . it’ll all come about because White America wanted to Make America White Again.”

That will be a true, legit tragedy.

I think we’re being played for Hooterville farm folk by cunning big city carnival people, Big Apple hustlers, White trash with money and fake Trump U. type credentials, New York con-men.

New York, New York, so nice - they named it twice.

I think Trump could n’ would cry, like he was at his own mommas funeral, on cue, for what he deemed a really good-ass reason, like not going to the gallows for high-treason. Now if you don’t believe that, and you think this buffone has a heart, has a conscience, you’re as cra-cra as the rank n’ file Rednecks who thought he had the trailer park folks in Omaha, Tupelo and Mobile’s “best-interest” at heart if he became Dic . . . tator of the world. Please, please, please this man, as with his aristocratic roundtable of henchmen doesn't have a heart, instead he has a cash register wedged into his orange chest.

These “real” Americans are racist, sexist, xenophobic elitist, let's get it straight n’ twisted correctly and no hand-made B-movie scenario from Trump Studios can rewrite it. Columnist, Desi Cortez, who also writes for &, was hatched in the heart of Dixie, circa 1961, at the dawning of the age of Aquarius, the by-product of four dynamic individuals, Raised in South-Central LA, the 213. At age 14 transplanted to the base of the Rockies, Denver. Still a Mile-Hi. Sat at the foot of scholars for many, many moons, emerging with a desire and direction… if not a sheep-skin. Meandered thru life; gone a-lot places, done a-lot of things, raised a man-cub into an officer n' gentleman, a "man's man." Produced a beautiful baby-girl with my lover/woman/soul-mate… aired my "little" mind on the airwaves and wrote some stuff along the way. Wordsmith behind America's Ten Months Pregnant . . . Ready To Blow!: Even Trump Can't "Make America White Again." A New, More Inclusive, Diverse 21st Century America - Love It . . . Or Get The Hell Out!Contact Mr. Cortez and BC.




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