Dogs get better treatment

When I started this blog in 2006, I stated, at the time, that I hope that the conflict in Darfur would end. My hope and prayers are dashed and broken. The genocide in Darfur is getting worse and China, Russia and Belarus are selling arms to Sudan, who in turn use those same arms to murder its own people in Darfur. The dogs in this world get better treatment than the people of Darfur, all for the almighty OIL, that Sudan can supply to China.
My God, My God, why have you forsaken me.
Amnesty International just published an investigative report please read it here in which they detail the arms being used and the genocide of the people in Darfur.
The UN resolution(s) on selling arms in the region, states that it must not be sold to/in Darfur, it DOES NOT state that arms cannot be sold to Sudan. If the UN revisits that resolution to address the total arms issue, then we can expect Russia and China to vote against it (similar to their vote on the Syrian resolution), which will make it null and void.
The UN has become a roaring tiger with no teeth, and as an institution, is as useless as tits on a bull.
So the black people of Darfur will continue to be slaughtered and starved to death while the world watches and waits for the entire Darfur people to wiped off the map so that Russia keeps oil prices high (keep their economy going)and China gets the oil it needs.
The world is going to hell in a basket.

AH SAH
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Children Are Quick

This is not original, it came across my desk, and I thought I would share.
Enjoy and have a smile.

Children Are Quick
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TEACHER: Why are you late?
STUDENT: Class started before I got here.
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TEACHER: Maria, go to the map and find North America ..
MARIA: Here it is.
TEACHER: Correct. Now class, who discovered America ?
CLASS: Maria.
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TEACHER: John, why are you doing your math multiplication on the floor?
JOHN: You told me to do it without using tables.
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TEACHER: Glenn, how do you spell 'crocodile?'
GLENN: K-R-O-K-O-D-I-A-L'
TEACHER: No, that's wrong
GLENN: Maybe it is wrong, but you asked me how I spell it.
(I Love this child)
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TEACHER: Donald, what is the chemical formula for water?
DONALD: H I J K L M N O.
TEACHER: What are you talking about?
DONALD: Yesterday you said it's H to O.
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TEACHER: Winnie, name one important thing we have today that we didn't have
ten years ago.
WINNIE: Me!
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TEACHER: Glen, why do you always get so dirty?
GLEN: Well, I'm a lot closer to the ground than you are.
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TEACHER: Millie, give me a sentence starting with ' I. '
MILLIE: I is...
TEACHER: No, Millie..... Always say, 'I am.'
MILLIE: All right... 'I am the ninth letter of the alphabet.'
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TEACHER: George Washington not only chopped down his father's cherry tree,
but also admitted it.
Now, Louie, do you know why his father didn't punish him?
LOUIS: Because George still had the axe in his hand.....
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TEACHER: Now, Simon , tell me frankly, do you say prayers before eating?
SIMON: No sir, I don't have to, my Mom is a good cook.
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TEACHER: Clyde , your composition on 'My Dog' is exactly the same as your
brother's..
Did you copy his?
CLYDE : No, sir. It's the same dog.

(I want to adopt this kid!!!)
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TEACHER: Harold, what do you call a person who keeps on talking when people
are no longer interested?
HAROLD: A teacher

AH SAH
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Black History Month

OK, here we go again, Celebrating Black History Month and I have no idea why it is a celebration.
I have decided to look at it in a different angle. I happen to live in a white dominated country and over the years have had many questions asked of me (or seen situations), so here are but a few that I can remember. When you read them, take a moment to have a laugh, as I did when I was asked, but deep down I thought something else... don't ask.
1. When one Black person gives an opinion and claims the opinion belongs to all of us.
2. When the Black person who gives the opinion for the collective is an ignorant jackass.
3. When the media interviews that one ignorant jackass and plays it on loop, giving the rest of the world the impression that we all behave and or think in that same manner.
4. When people touch our hair (we are NOT dogs, don't pet us. We don't do that shit to you)
5. When people ask to touch our hair (although it is not as insulting as #4)
6. When we are the only Black person in the room, and there is a "let's ask Jim, he's here and he's Black so he must know the answer" moment; rethink it. Sometimes we don't know why other Black folks do or think what they think. Sometimes we do...but don't assume. I don't walk up to random White folks and ask them why ALL White folks do things.
7. If someone has a large behind, stop calling it Black Girl booty. Some black girls are actually unfortunately deficient in the hind end area. Stereotypes are a no-no people.
8. Stop telling your children to stop it. If it isn't working, maybe you need to go back to the drawing board. There is nothing more annoying than hearing "Evan, stop it. No Evan, don't throw sand. Evan, I said don't." (I am sure this doesn’t just annoy Black folks, but all of my family is old school. Evan would get his butt whipped after the second stop it. Daddy always said "don't make me have to tell you twice”)
9. Stop asking about us about weaves. We don't all do that shit. My hair grows when I don't shave it off.
10. Do not grab your purse or move over in the elevator when we get in. We don't bite. Really, we don't.
11. Stop assuming that we will have "the chicken." I thought that it was something clever Dave Chapelle thought up in a skit until I attended TWO (count them...ONE, TWO) conferences where we were supposed to be able to choose chicken, beef, or a veggie meal....and the waiter sat chicken in front of me both times and gave others a choice. I damn near peed myself laughing, but it really wasn't cool at all. (Same fucking thing with watermelon)
12. If we put on sun screen, stop asking why. Yes. I burn. I have skin. It gets darker, it turns red, and it peels. I use the SPF on a regular basis. Get over it.
13. Stop asking us what we are "mixed with" if we don't look Blue Black. We come in all shapes, colors, and sizes. It would be downright impolite to answer with "my ancestors were brought here on a big fucking boat and were raped, and then some married other people who were not of African descent" Besides, try giving that answer several times in one day. Downright tiring.

AH SAH
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People Are Awesome

Hi

Take a look at this video and enjoy.



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Women Drivers

Damn women drivers!

Everyone reading this will enjoy it - no matter which gender you are.........

This morning on the Highway across Toronto, I looked over

To my left and there was a Woman

In a brand new Cadillac doing 110 km/h

With her face up next to her rear view mirror

Putting on her eyeliner.


I looked away
For a couple seconds...

To continue shaving

And when I looked back she was

Halfway over in my lane,

Still working on that makeup.

As a man, I don't scare easily.

But she scared me so much;

I dropped

My electric shaver

Which knocked

The donut out of my other hand.

In all the confusion of trying
To straighten out the car

Using my knees against

The steering wheel,

It knocked

My Cell Phone

Away from my ear

Which fell

Into the coffee

Between my legs!

Splashed,

And burned

Big Peter and the Twins,

Ruined the damn phone,

Soaked my trousers,

And disconnected an important call.

Damn women drivers!

Moral of this story
The pot miust not call the kettle black.

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Election Results in Jamaica

It is alleged that Omar Davis (the previous Finance Minister) once said "Jus run wid it", when he was asked about the Finsac debacle while he was Minister of Finance. I now echo his words in response to the recent Jamaica Elections held on December 29th, 2011.
Stats from the ECJ indicate that approximately 52.10% of eligible voters exercised their right to vote, so what happened to the other 48%?
I will refrain from getting into the analysis of the election, as Jamaica is known for a lot of talking, analyzing and nitpicking, but nobody has the definitive answers to the question of "what happened?. Prior to the election date, it was widely pronounced (using various polls, and learned pundits) that it would be a close election with the JLP winning by a nose. So to see that the PNP won by a wide margin, is a surprise indeed.
To the people of Jamaica, be careful what you wish for, now you have to "run wid it".
To the JLP, now in opposition, take solace that you will live to fight another day, in 2016. To the PNP, now forming the next Government, I hope you have a vision for Jamaica and be prepared for significant pain in this period of a weakening World economy. Be aware that Jamaica in now a welfare state, and you can't keep borrowing from Peter to pay Paul, it is not sustainable.
This is my last post for the year, so to all who venture to read my ramblings. I wish you HAPPY NEW YEAR !!!!!

Ah Sah
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You Never Know

Well, 2011 is nearly over and in some parts of the world, change is happening. This change may be for the better or worse, but change will happen. One of the things that human beings are afraid of is change. It maybe a change of job, or procedure, or climate or the cost of living, in each case us humans will have a deep down fear of the change, of the unknown.
As the new year is just on the horizon, it maybe a signal that each individual reading this, can and should consider the choices we make, and the change that will come from these choices.
It could be a choice of being kind to another human being, or show some compassion towards another human. Take a look at the homeless person begging some money, as he/she is somebody's relative. But for the grace of God, they could be your relative. Show them some kindness (if you don't have money to give, buy them a coffee), show some compassion, remember, but for the Grace of God, so go I; it does not take much for anyone of us to be in their shoes.
I am not preaching to anyone, just asking that each one of us can make the small effort to change our community for the better, and in doing so become the change agent and overcome our fears.
I humbly ask that you take a look at this youtube video (watch it to the end), then look inside of you, and become a change agent.



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