On Charles Ramsey, the Amanda Berry Hero

Okay.

Three women were held hostage for approximately, nearly, roughly a decade. Charles Ramsey is the primary person with enough courage to respond to Amanda Berry’s screams. His swift action serves as intervention to end the horrific experience for three women and a surviving child.

Now, hoity toity ignoramuses with some measure of respectability because they “got demselves some learning” dare to comment on Charles Ramsey’s teeth or lack thereof, matted hair and ghettoism.

Really?

How does it become a media ploy against black folks and stereotyping a Black man when a news reporter interviews a completely relevant witness who happens to be straight up ghetto? Should a media person have the wherewithal to think, “Hey, this dude is a hot mess ghetto negro and maybe we should find a suited Harvardite to represent the Black race to speak on behalf of his heroism.”

You cannot please banana peel everything-is-slippery-and-an-offense-to-Black-folk Negroes. A blogger even surmised whether Mr. Ramsey would have done the same thing for a black woman. These Negroids think so hard that their logic breaks the common sense meter and registers in Duhville.  Does anyone think that a man-who didn’t know women lived in the house with the man with whom he ate barbecue-knew that the cries were from a pretty white woman?  Did he see a pretty white woman before he left his home?  Or, did he decide to be a hero when he saw Amanda Berry?  Some folks just need medication.

Charles Ramsey has ears. He heard a woman screaming. Charles Ramsey has a heart. He felt an impulse to aid one who appeared to be in emergent need. Charles Ramsey has guts. Unlike many educated Negroes who rationalize why they cannot get involved, Charles dared to help a woman. Charles Ramsey has strong legs. He used them to get “hisself” over to the house where he heard the screams and kicked the door down.

So all pristine negroid clowns who are embarrassed by Charles Ramsey, HE DOES NOT REPRESENT YOU. He represents a wider class of people who are selfless enough to do the right thing and this class of people is universal.

MULLOVERTHIS

Duhville Has Residents

First of all, Duhville does exist.

And, there are some inhabitants who have made a conscious decision to dwell there.

So a young lady–again, other than this has all of her marbles–went to visit her eye doctor. Her doctor told her she is “near-sighted” and explained that this means she cannot see things that are near but sees things far away.  Since I had not taken my MYOB pills for the day, of course I had to get involved.

I told the young lady that if she is truly “near-sighted”, obviously she can see things that are near. Near-sighted…duh… good vision for things that are near.  I tried to explain to her the language is akin to being “top-heavy”, for example.  If you are top-heavy, chances are the bosom is full, voluptuous, or darn-it, heavy!  That does not necessarily mean that your bottom is lean.  One may be top-heavy and bottom-heavy, too.

Nonetheless, the newest Duhville resident insists that she cannot see things near to her because her doctor said the meanings of far and nearsighted are completely opposite.  She was alarmed when the doctor told her this (I think she was drunk or half-asleep) but after all, a “doctor” should know better than non-Duhville residents.

A litany of google sites, online dictionaries and good ole common sense didn’t trump the eye doctor’s word.  

I’m not certain that the eye doctor literally relayed this misinformation or if the new Duhville resident misinterpreted the doctor’s diagnosis.  Wherever the breakdown occurred, a person who leaps over the obvious to trust another “expert” is sure to put up a brass house number on a prime street location in Duhville.

Help us.

 

MullOverThis

Niceities

Here are some “niceities” that just might make 2013 and beyond a good time in your life:

1.  Speak to people who you work with every day.  If you slip and fall in the parking lot, that won’t be the best time to “all of a sudden” decide to introduce yourself to workplace colleagues.

2. Help someone who is in need.  For real.

3.  Respect others.  If you address the homeless vagrant with the same respect as Michelle Obama, you’re more likely than not going to get the best effort from the homeless man.

4.  Don’t burn bridges, especially if you can’t swim.  Why drown when you can have a safe way to get across the river?

5.  Be kind to yourself.  Affirm what is good and make a decision to change  the part of you that needs improvement.

6.  Smile.  Smile some more.

7.  Discover the good in others.

8.  Value patience.

9.  Eat better.

10.  Visit some place  you’ve never been before.  Even if  you take the city bus for two extra stops one day, make sure you see more of the world.

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Bubble Bath, A Smile and A Grandbaby

More ridiculousness.

At what point in time do Black chhhhuch folk stop defending ridiculoids?

What grown behind man let’s his granddaughter get in a tub with him because she wants to?

If grandbaby wants to smoke crack, does granddaddy comply?

Does Bishop Grandaddy Larry Trotter think his grown behind self should be in a bathtub with a female child?  Lawd ha maucy.  Really?  Really?  A grown behind man who is supposed to know Jesus, in a bathtub with a young female child and is supposed to be sane.

The Michael Jackson mentality with over-friendliness, over-love and over-affection for children to the point where men feel the need to be nearly naked and “loving,” is infectious. Bishop Larry Trotter caught this bug and he needs to be delivered.

Ain’t no way I would sit under a clown this silly.  Judgment?  It must have run down the drain with the bubble bath…

MullOverThis

Gayitism at the 2013 Golden Globes

Can somebody “splain to me” why Jodi Foster (one of the most talented actresses of all time) thinks the Golden Globe Awards was the appropriate setting to make her sexuality and privacy concerns an issue while being honored for her body of work as an actress?

Gay folks would be up in arms if any heterosexual took that same forum to announce her heterosexuality and reinforce their privileges and rights to a traditional family.  Do heteros get up an an annual office event and since they have a captive audience, declare and crack jokes about their heterosexuality?

More gayitizing with a grin.  Sheer ridiculousness.

MullOverThis.

Mary Mary

So Mary Mary has their own reality show.

Arguably, Christians should not have “Christian” themed reality shows.  They may do more harm than good.

MullOverThis has a firm opinion about Mary Mary’s show:  they need to be real careful about towing the line.

A loud bossy woman who ain’t gonna be told what to do by no one, “but Jesus the Christ,” is not cute.  No man should have a pregnant wife who climbs on chairs while pregnant because she is obsessed with trying to compensate for her heavy workload by giving a perfect birthday party, can’t be told to stay her butt home when she is carrying his child, and the world shouldn’t think this is cute and in order.

I love Mary Mary’s music.  But, I am one who really isn’t interested in seeing too much more of an out of control “control freak” who is going to say what she wants, when she wants, and no one is going to tell her what she can say, televised while singing about Jesus.

Oh, although they clearly sing about Jesus, these two feel the need to make sure everything is perfect with big opportunities like singing for the Bishop T.D. Jakes and Oprah Winfrey.  Really? Really??  Really???  Really (100 question marks.)

Since when is it so important to a “career” that these folks smile, wink, and offer a standing ovation to know that one has been effective in MINISTRY?  Oh yeah.  That may not be the objective.  I can’t make conclusions for Mary Mary.  However, their geekedness with the who’s who is frightening. God puts up, and God determines when the career is halted.

I will be praying for these two.

Mary Mary.  I hope these two learn to truly emulate the Mary’s of the Bible and focus on Christ.

MullOverThis

Hoarders

Now, I realize this is a sensitive topic.

There is a show to which I have become quite addicted:  Hoarders.

For a few episodes, I could not get the connection.

“My husband left me in 1969 that’s why in 2013 I can’t see the toilet bowl, got to climb up over mounds of food in the living room, rats and raccoons live comfortably in the house, and I keep buying more stuff to store in the–oh yeah, there’s no room to store anything.”

“When my son stopped speaking to me, I lost all confidence so that’s why food is rotting in the refrigerator with expiration dates from six years ago and there’s no electricity in the home.”

There seems to be some uncontrollable anxiety that causes people to feel better with everything all over a house in complete disarray than to live in a relatively dirty environment.  Forget clean.  Just relative dirt would be imaginable.  The issues with hoarders are deep-seated.

I admire people who work with hoarders and the hoarders who go through the difficult process of learning how to cope with their anxiety and face their fears, rejection and disappointment.  What was first amusing and disgusting, isn’t really funny at all.  So, MullOverThis has learned something from observing how pain can translate into sub-human living conditions.

NY’s Mayor Bloomberg Tells Obama Not Here, Not Now

Of course, Mayor Bloomberg is reputedly racist to tell our President NOT to come to survey the damage immediately following the worst natural disaster to every hit the state of New York.  Well, banana peel folk who make everything “racist,” are rattling!

Why would any NYC Mayor tell the POTUS not to come when Obama was planning to visit and assure the people that he cares?  Because whenever the POTUS shows up, the city always cooperates with the secret service to shut down areas where the POTUS will be operative.  Question:  Who the heck has time for that when the city subway system is still underwater?  When the city is in a state of emergency to get gas, electricity, heat and water?  Although the POTUS has every right to make an appearance and probably does care, his visit is understandably not a critical priority.

NYC is, thank God, much like London and Los Angeles.  They are municipalities that do not rely upon the country for their own safety.  NYC has its own intelligence and although it obviously works in tandem with the federal government and is under the jurisdiction of the United States of America, is largely independent in function.

During 9/11, then NYC Mayor Rudolph Giuliani did not wait for Bush’s assessment of the catastrophe in order to completely undergo emergency relief.  President Bush did not arrive in New York until September 14, 2011, three days later.  Both Bush and Giuliani are Caucasian and Bush probably had more of a presidential need to appear in New York because it was the hardest hit United States territory in a terrorist attack against our nation.  Racism?  Naw.

Of course, any anti-Obama moves is racist in the world of over-offended Black folk.  I’m good and Black, but do not suffer from this condition.  I would have told Obama to take a chill pill, too.  Obviously, our goodly President didn’t take issue because he didn’t come.  The visual visit is not going to get New York one less federal dollar in relief.

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Non-Meritorious FB Posts

Being that Facebookers (FB’s) post just about anything, MullOverThis is going to take the liberty to be the judge and jury on some nonsensical patterns:

1.  Posts about your child’s every accomplishment-If your child won the Nobel Peace Prize or found the only missing car key, most people might comprehend the worthiness of knowing such information, or feeling the need to share such accomplishments.  A snapshot of bug-a-boo’s one red, one gold, and two hunter green stars for tracing words two inches off of the dotted lines is not FBable.  It just may get the teacher in trouble if administration finds out because remember, the tracing was OFF of the lines and that is not an accomplishment that deserves the two hunter green stars.

2.  The latest photograph of yourself taken with your mobile phone camera-you know, the one with the extended arm away from self pose-particularly in a messy background, is not the best photo option.  Wait for a friend, or nag a compliant stranger, to take a snapshot in a picturesque place in front of a pond, or at horse manure farm.  We can’t smell the horse manure but we sure can see the garbage in backgrounds that invoke the same repulsive regurgitation in the desperate hand-held flicks.

3.  Posting your whereabouts such as, “Glad I made it in safe. No one at home yet. Time for a nice shower in the master garden tub,” makes it real easy for sickos to pounce, effectively.  We don’t need to know your whereabouts and timeline all over the world.  Remember, trusted Nana may not be the only one reading your whereabouts. And, when your whereabouts conflict with the stories you tell (the lies), FB–not you but let’s blame FB–may get you in trouble. If you’re at the amusement park on the sick day you took during an important company audit, or on the boogy-down dance floor with a hot red-head when your love thinks you’re working late, FB just might get you cut back.  So, think about sharing your every moment of excitement.  There is no APP for lie-proofing posts, yet.

4.  What’s on your mind?  FB really doesn’t want to know the answer to THAT question.  After all, it may be that your toe fungus is spreading, you feel like vomiting from the putrid smell of your husband’s foul defecation odor seeping from the 2 1/2 inch gap from underneath the closed bathroom door, you wish you could steal instead of having to go to work, you really have a crush on your co-worker and your wife is six months pregnant, or you don’t know who your baby’s daddy is and just called Maury for help.  The real FB question is, “What is on your mind that you should have enough sense to filter before you share with your network of friends and their friends?”  It is just that, that question is too long.  So thank God for MullOverThis and get the lesson.  We don’t want to really know everything that is on your mind absent sound judgment and discretion.

5.  Posters who are on FB at 2 AM, 4:38 AM, 8 AM, 2:27 PM, 4:14 Pm, 6:21 PM, 7:19 PM, and every 1/2 hour until midnight tell on themselves.  Not only do you have no life, an addictive personality, and probably supplant normal relationships to bolster your FB ones, you probably do not have any tangible career or other important things in life to take part.  Please change that by cheating on FB and having an affair with life.

MullOverThis

2012 Election Akin to 1980′s Basketball

On the last post, I unintentionally lied.

This post may be the shortest unofficial political pundit blog post.

This election is going to be a neck and neck finish between Romney and NObama.  There is going to be a great upset, so watch the polls up to the last minute.  We’re going to have to wait like we did when the buzzer rang down to the last second  in the last quarter of some of the best NBA games during the 1980′s.

The ONLY reason I hope Romney wins is because he cannot possibly be any more useless than NObama.  I hope the Romney teams oversaturates social media networking because that is the means by which many people will be influenced.  At least those that aren’t just gung-ho because there is a model African American family in the White House.  Those nincompoops just need to back track and get the Cosby Show series if they can’t find it in their own homes, or at least somewhere on the block.

MullOverThis