…When a 4th Grader Can Easily Show What Pathetic Liars and Despots You Are
I’ll shamelessly keep linking it in perpetuity. Because I was right In November of 2007, a full year ahead of the advent of the New Dispensation of the New Erection….that of the New Savior, of the New ‘Merca (….and, because he’s BLACK (!!!), and that just makes ALL the difference to racists…those who only see non-racists as racist…and War is Peace). Don’t like me making use of the verbal discourse of the day? Then talk to your Hip Hop “artists,” Niggas. …If you can, then I can.
Fuck Obama and His Stupid Bitch (2007).
Indicative of my level of frustration, I guess. Yesterday, I endured — for a short time — being lied to by the wives of the presidential candidates on some Oprah-Doprah teevee program. It was such utterly contemptible, pandering and rotten bullshit that it always makes me wonder what world I live in, when I know there are millions on millions just lapping it up like it’s the first time in the world they’ve heard it. Obama’s wife was clearly the stupidest (I’m saying nothing). She prattled on endlessly, naming things that require the time and values of people to create, assemble, and manage; yet the whole point in brining up these things is to admonish “getting the money out of them.” In other words: do them devoid of the principle means by which things get done. I guess they’ll happen somehow. Fucking moron.
Yea, fuck Reagan, his stupid woo woo Nancy too. Bush the I, and his George Washington. Fuck The Lying Bastard and his pathetic whore who’ll stand for anything so long as it helps her political ambitions. Fuck Bush the II and his Librarian.
When you live by principle and not tribes, a lot of people end up being in your fuck off list. One only gets into mine by assuming the right to tell you how to live your own life—while those just ignorantly holding idiotic ideas—to fit in—are just so quaint & cute, and get a pass on any given day. …They, those other ones, get charter status when trying to make institutions and laws out of it.
You can be as tribal as you want. I limit my own tribe to very nice people underneath: not those who strive to be nice sounding, but then lie to you every day because they understand a simple fact: You either don’t truly care or, the little care you still posses is far surpassed by your tribe loyalty. …Which is pathetic.
I can just imagine how annoying he must be at 9-yrs…know-it-all, etc. I’m even a fan of that classic meme that children should be seen and not heard. It’s a general principle because it’s generally true. Kids are here to learn in spite of anything and generally, have nothing but stupid shit to say…and I’m very impatient—so I have no kids. So, when one little one shows up who actually does teach, and teach and inform in such a base way (like eating every day), it’s an exception, and on completely inverse levels. This is one damn cool project. You go, kid, as annoying as I’d probably find you otherwise.
I told the rest of yooz in the last post on this general topic:
Perhaps this offers a clue as to where the spark for real change and reform will come from: morally outraged children.
Crickets on that score. Still think I’m stupid about that?
I look at things on pretty simple, fundamental levels. When 9-year-olds start making documentaries about how completely fucked up you are, qua society, and it’s that fundamental: the food they’re being given (9-yr-ols don’t fend for self anywhere, so this is on YOU, one way or another, and if you complain about the school or government, then you have understood nothing).
It’s happening, will obviously continue to happen (hope for intensification and gross embarrassment). So, I stand up—because Zack fucking deserves it, right? I take immediate notice, even figuring he likely had some help in creating and editing that. But it’s not anything like what the lefties always do: get their kids on video to spout parents’ own ignorances and insecurities in political and geopolitical contexts the kids have not the slightest clue, perspective, or understanding about. …Or, they’ve been given stuffed animalz while being told that Globalz Warmingz will be the end of stuffed animalz…and Republicanz will be coming to collect them by force because they eat kidz for dinnerz.
In the end—the very, very end—it’s very, very simple. Helpless kids who have no standing are being fed processed, vapid, cheap, packaged garbage at the behest of global-industrial-conglomerate grain, sugar and machinery lubricant producers in a real-life situation where, a real cooked meal of real foods is the minimum standard. Obama and his Stupid Bitch don’t care any more than their stupid, fuckwit, out of touch predecessors.
Zachary Maxwell has moral standing. At about 9 and in 4th grade, he finds himself in a beauty of a position. Due his age and physical development, he cannot really be told with equal moral authority to just suck it up and fend. Child mammals have one simple inviolable right. Parent: get me to a place I can adequately fend for myself.
Parents contract and beg for help with their kids and that’s fine. This is not the place to rant about how effed up top-down, social-hierarchical, tax-&-spend-to-buy-votes-for-bigger-erections…is. That’s given and I’m only a fan of admonishing people to do better while understanding that it’s shitty to cast moral judgments upon those who do things as things generally get done. So go ahead. Sign up for that double-edged-sword government “benefit” if you like. It’s there. Shame to let it go to waste, I guess—just don’t expect a high salute from me.
But there are limits, right? So, pay your taxes. Go vote. have yourselves a good time. Agitate when it’s important to you. Force others to stop blowing cigarette smoke in your face from 100 yards away on their own balconies. Make sure nobody owns a gun to protect themselves when cops are only minutes away; and when seconds count, that’s just statistics.
Do it all and escape moral judgment, even from me on my best days. But what I think or write—or what anyone thinks—is irrelevant when it comes to the basics of kids. If you have chosen to have them or just accepted care over them, this, this is a charge from which there is no out, ever. They are dependent upon you and your charges until that one day they are not: a day of mutual understanding—a day filled with fear, loathing and trepidation for both, as it should be.
Until that day, you have ultimate and final responsibility to ensure that their food and shelter is as excellent as it is within your capability to provide—to do daily, at the expense of the McMansion, fancy SUV, family cell plan, premium channels, or, Cabo and Hawaii…if that’s what it takes.
And so, my one quibble: Zachary, your parets need to make sure you are getting proper nutrition in spite of the school. Show them your video or, if they helped you, have them watch it again and give them a wink.
From the look of things, kids might just be taking up the moral slack parents seem to lack in significant measure.
…As a final note, this post is inspired by that category of comments over the years by parents. Thousands, over the years—on anything resembling a post about food quality—have taken aims to tell how and why they do it at their house, and it’s always about the kids. Salute.
Update: A piece in The New Your Times with additional clips from the documentary film, as well as a slide show of the difference between the menu and what was served. The kid is kinda funny for his age.