Escape from the Fake Liberals

         
     I just had a Facebook fight with my girlfriend. Well technically my girlfriend’s boyfriend which is the same thing. I found out what they really think of me and my new-found beliefs and I decided we should go our separates ways. I actually UN-friended them which I actually think they wanted to do a few months ago, but they didn’t have the guts.

          There is a term I’ve heard going around it’s called Fake Liberalism. I was discussing this term with a friend the other day. I jokingly told her I only have two fake liberal friends, but as of today I have none. I feel weird. I feel hurt but also relieved because the person I’ve become now doesn’t have the time or energy to deal with bullshit.

         Sure right now I’m reminiscing about the time I spent with my fake liberal girlfriend “Beth” our chats over red wine and coffee with soy milk when we would discuss things like art, fashion, music, and the latest pretentious movie director. She tells me of her belief in vegetarianism and her love for animals while she wears her leather shoes. What? Leather shoes? But she convinces me that it’s hard to make vegan shoes because there isn’t any non-animal material that is as breathable as leather. I forgive her hypocrisy after all she is my friend. She is a good person.

         I started to notice a rift in our friendship after she was diagnosed with cancer. My own health struggles have led me down the road of holistic treatments and I thought I would share because of my positive experiences. After all when I asked her how she felt about alternative therapies she said she was open to the idea. I spent hours of research and on the internet and writing e-mails to friends asking for help. When I was finished  I immediately sent her all of my findings. She sent me an e-mail back stating one of the doctors I sent her had a “history” of malpractice. What? I did my research! I know that this doctor is an osteopathic doctor who is licensed in 47 countries and all 50 states to practice allopathic medicine and surgery. He has a ton of success stories. “Show me his history of malpractice. I would gladly read it”  No reply. She all of a sudden became “busy” Was she really busy or just mad? Why was she mad? I mean I was actually going to take a look at any information she was willing to send me on him. Maybe I had overlooked something. But the fact of the matter is she never sent me anything. I had challenged her ego and she was mad but didn’t have the guts to tell me. I felt a fissure in our friendship began to form.

         I am beginning to have an annoyance for people who make bold statements or who want to shut you down about your beliefs but aren’t willing to do research themselves on certain topics. They say things like “Well there haven’t been any studies on that.”  But what they should say is “I’ve never read a study on that." Also when you present a piece of information on something they won’t consider it valid unless the person behind the information has a PhD. You know the people who I’m talking about?  The one’s who have two college degrees in something that they could have learned from an Idiots Guide Book. The ones who love animals but hate people. The one’s who think they are immune to being racist because they voted for Obama. That think they are saving the environment by wearing a global warming T-shirt or that seeing An Inconvenient Truth makes them a certified meteorologist. Or they refuse to do research on something they want to call “conspiracy theory” all the while they are writing a check to the Adopt a Turkey Foundation because they feel a little warmness in their heart because they saved a Thanksgiving turkey from being slaughtered.

         When she told me that her boyfriend adopted a turkey for her I wanted to laugh but didn’t. I decided not to judge her because after all I was a nice gesture. I thought “Wow he really loves her” What a cute thing to do for a woman who loves animals. I wasn’t sure if he believed it himself at the time.          

         Flash-forward about a year later when a video I posted of Bill Gates  at a Ted Conference and tagged a bunch of my friends in, sparked a Facebook fight. My cousin who has a vaccine-injured daughter and was in the middle of writing a book on the topic, made an Anti-Vaccine remark that rubbed my girlfriends boyfriend let’s call him Richard or Dick (Dick, Yes I like Dick much better) Anyway Dick comes in and gives his two cents about how my cousin is totally irresponsible for not vaccinating her children and calls her a “bad mother” so to speak. Enter my best-girlfriend who saw this remark. Who has a vaccine-injured child of her own. Who has at least 6 years of research behind her, blogs about her experience, and has been commissioned to write a book of her own. I mean I actually kinda felt sorry for the guy. He fucked with the wrong two people. The next morning I wake up to approximately 20 Facebook messages. I gave a phone call to my girlfriend Beth and my and my best-girlfriend hoping to smooth out the kinks. I felt guilty, after all I was the one who posted the video. I would talk to Beth and let her vent about what she called “radical people” while I secretly sided with my best-girlfriend and my cousin. Dick had no right to tell my cousin how to raise her children especially when he has none of his own and watched them regress into Autism period. I briefly made time to skim the messages noting that what he had to say was complete indoctrinated ignorance and that he contradicted himself many times. He had no idea what the heck he was talking about he just wanted to win the fight that HE started.

         Before this incident, my opinion of Dick was that of a pretty smart and caring person. It had appeared that he was a caring person. He had apparently stuck with my girlfriend Beth for about 5 years. My other girlfriends and I would talk about what a “good boyfriend” he was but now…? His responses seemed totally backward and pseudo-intellectual. The few times I talked to him in the past he seemed to be open and liberal and he even seemed to like Obama or was it just a show? Oh no could he be a fake liberal? Say it ain’t so. I mean this disease has been known to affect Californian’s and California seems to have a growing epidemic of Fake Liberalism. I decided to look at "Dr. Perry’s"list of symptoms for Fake Liberalism. 

Dr. Perry’s List of Symptoms for diagnosing Fake Liberalism

1.    Are usually vegetarians or vegans:  not because they care about animals but because it looks cool. They like to shame people for their meat-eating habits while all the while going to McDonalds and covertly ordering Fillet’O Fish sandwiches and consuming them in dark alleyways. 

2.     They voted for Obama or say they voted for Obama because it’s trendy.

3.    They hide their lack of  intellect behind long words hoping to trick you into thinking that they are smarter than they actually are. 

4.    Fake liberals are wishful thinkers and not critical thinkers: They are excellent at memorizing and regurgitating information that they heard and repeating it without learning how to decipher it. 

5.    Fake Liberals like to dish it out but they can’t take it: They like to point others out for their faults but if you do the same to them you might as well have thrown a bucket of acid on their face. In fact I think they would rather that you throw a bucket of acid in their face than admit that they are wrong. 

6.    Fake Liberals like to suffer and complain: Even if people offer them advice on how to deal with a problem they get defensive as if you called their mother a one legged whore. 

7.    Fake Liberals don’t like to solve problems: If you do something like unintentionally offend them they usually are measly and don’t have the self-respect to tell you themselves but will let the same thing keep happening and continuously complain about it or let it get to a breaking point where they get all psychotic on your ass leaving you in the dust not knowing why they are so angry with you in the first place.

8.    Fake Liberals don’t read: They say they do but they don’t DON’T BE FOOLED. They like to make stuff up as they go along. 

9.    Fake Liberals are very selfish and only care about their self-image and not what’s really going on. They talk about changing the world but they never think to change themselves.

10. Fake Liberals reach a point where they stop learning: They are extremely closed to new ideas and new paradigms. Which means they voluntary retard their mental intellectual and emotional growth. 

11.  Fake Liberals are incapable of putting themselves in someone else’s shoes   they have tunnel vision. 

12. They are self-absorbed and take things way too personally

13.  They claim to think that all humans are created equal: but when you don’t fit their preferred stereotype of how they feel you should be they are shocked and offended and find it seemingly hard to cope with their misjudgment. E.g. a Black person that reads instead of listening to rap music.  

     Oh my God! He fits all the symptoms. It’s too late. What should I do? Is Beth in danger? It’s got her too because all she ever seems to do is back and repeat whatever Dick says.

     A few says ago I wrote a note regarding bill AB499 that was signed into law that allows children to get vaccinated without their parents consent. I told people that I was giving them the information and that they could do with it what they choose. Then I provided some links below if they wanted to do more research on the topic. I knew I might be taking a risk by tagging Beth and Dick but I thought Beth has a niece and maybe Dick has someone in his family that could benefit from this information and if I don’t send this to them and something happens down the line I would feel guilty if I didn’t at least tell them about it. The worse they will do is not read it right? Soon after my post I got an angry message from Dick accusing me of being alarmist and spreading misinformation. When he didn’t even bother to read it. He also told me that I should stop sending Beth videos on curing cancer with juice. At this point I was upset because she never told me to stop sending her info on alternative methods. Anyway that was almost a year ago.  I had already stopped by now. Well excuse me if I think that radiation and chemotherapy isn’t a proper cure for cancer especially when radiation actually causes cancer and most people actually die from chemotherapy treatments before they die from the cancer themselves.

     But that’s my logic and it makes sense that we don’t see eye to eye because his logic includes adopting imaginary turkeys so of course what was I thinking? I’ve always been curious to know if their turkey writes to them.

Hello Dick and Beth,

     I am Turkey. I am Free Range. It’s sunny here. The grass is green. They haven’t’ put an axe to my neck yet. Thank you for saving my life.

Turkey

I didn’t ask him. I decided not to fuel the flame. I decided it was best to UN-friend them. The fact of the matter was I was very hurt. I felt that they pretended to support my information but never told me until it got to this point. Like I said earlier Beth said she was open to the information. I would have backed off if she said she simply wasn’t interested. I’m pretty good at that. My aunt died last year and she didn’t want alternative treatment. I tried to give her some info. She wasn’t interested, and I never brought it up again end of story. She’s dead now. By the way I have never known anyone who had cancer who has used chemo and or radiation who truly beat it. I mean maybe they beat it for a while but it always comes back ALWAYS. The only people I know of who are cancer survivors and have stayed cancer free for a long time are people who took the alternative route.

     Oh and by the way, Beth is fine. They scraped some pre-cancerous cells away and she is ok. I hope she stays that way, although knowing how much she likes to suffer she still talks about having cancer as if she under went chemotherapy, lost her hair, and puked her guts out everyday. She doesn’t even seem to realize how lucky she was to only experience a week or two with the fear of the prospect of death and not having death knocking on her door. She didn’t have to suffer or anything like that so I’ve actually downgraded her cancer diagnosis to a “cancer scare” which probably will offend her because she seems to get a lot out of worrying so much.

     This incident has taught me a lot about myself. In my last message to Dick and Beth I respectfully stated that we had grown apart and declared that they wouldn’t have to worry about me tagging them in any post ever again because I was UN-friending them. I’m hurt and upset that they didn’t value my judgment and that they didn’t think that I had nothing in mind but the best intentions for her. She was my friend too. I didn’t want to loose another person to conventional cancer treatment again. I was really trying to help but their egos and their insecurity made them think otherwise.

     On the other hand I‘m relieved because the person I am now doesn’t have any interest in consorting with people like that anyway. Maybe I was being fake by maintaining the friendship a little longer than I should have. But I am free now. I have escaped from the fake liberals. I know the space they have left me with will be filled with more nutritious people along the way. One thing is for sure the rift that I felt in our friendship has gotten bigger not just with Beth, but in society as a whole. There is a great divide happening in world and people are starting to choose sides. At least I know what side they are on and I know where I stand as well.

 

Oil and Genocide and The Silver Lining

            

 
            I was working at my computer when I heard a loud scream that came down the hallway of my apartment building. I immediately stopped what I was doing and ran out of my door down the hall where I embraced a stranger I had never met. We jumped up and down and screaming and crying. We had just found out that Barrack Obama was now our new president!
          My mom who is in her 60’s who I have only seen cry twice, one time when I almost died of an asthma attack, and for a second time during Obama’s inauguration where she recalled a Jim Crow day going into a restaurant and having the bus boy take her and her friend’s order because the waiters didn’t want to wait on filthy Black people. Obama’s inauguration was the day she felt vindicated.
         So many Black people not just in America but around the world put their faith, blood, and tears into Obama. This is the guy that’s gonna make us shine like the Chrysler Building, and show the world what Black people are really made of.
          I’m practically a celebrity living in Taiwan at the moment. I have a student who can make at least 50 sentences using Obama’s name. My students see me as the American who comes from a country with the Black president who is gonna bring about world peace. I mean Isn’t he? I mean he was given a Nobel Peace Prize on credit right? “ Just give him time.” I told one of my friends. “He’ll come around.” “But don’t you think it’s weird that he has won a Nobel Peace Prize and he hasn’t done anything?” “What does he have to do he’s Obama. Duh!” I replied.
         Barrack Hussain Obama is perfect in every way: tall, dark, handsome, perfect teeth, hypnotic voice, perfect smile, perfect family, bi-racial the best of both worlds, funny, charming, intelligent, and emphatic. Does this man have any flaws? No he’s Obama! Can this man do anything wrong? No he’s Obama! Aww but look Sasha and Melia got a cute little dog and they have a garden in back of the White House. He even has his own super hero stalker girl that sings songs about him and he’s on T-shirts too.
         Now my eyes are opened and I am haunted by visions of children and innocent people being killed and women being raped. Poor people are going to a distant country to murder other poor people and get murdered themselves. Um yeah it’s called a war not a kinetic action. Thanks main stream media I know the difference. I can make up my mind for myself no mass media manipulation for me thank you very much. I quit a few years ago. “Bombing for Peace is like fucking for virginity”
         Ok now that’s out of the way I’m calling for the hippies, and liberal anti-war patriots who were against Bush during his reign. Come out come out where ever you are. Now that Bush is gone, the same thing is happening can’t you see? It’s the same shit only with a more handsome president.
         In all seriousness I’m making jokes to keep from crying. To keep from letting everybody know how sad I am. I am really sad. It’s hard to believe that we as a planet have all been bamboozled. It’s a very painful reality when you wake up one day and you realize the world works very differently than you thought it did. Had I known about Zbigniew Brzezinski and Obama’s other advisors, I probably would have seen through the façade sooner. That’s when I actually believed that one person like a president with “Good Intentions” could save us. There is always that guy. Like Luke Skywalker, Neo, or Black Jesus who saves everybody. All we have to do is relax while they sit back and sacrifice their life for our lazy asses. Pretty sweet deal huh?
         I mean that’s how it works right? There was a nagging voice inside me that said. Don’t put too much faith in Obama he’s only one man. But I told it to shut the hell up and opted to believe the myth of the savior archetype since I figured it was less work for me.
                  Being a Black person it’s hard to criticize Obama because you have Black people who automatically hate you and call you a sellout. Then you have the non-Black people who hate you too because you don’t support him and for some odd reason they are perplexed because they don’t understand why all Black people don’t like and agree with each other like they’ve seen on TV. But when you’re wrong you’re wrong And if it’s one thing I am opposed to is war: especially a war for oil and genocide.
         But the silver lining on this cloud is, if it weren’t for Obama I wouldn’t have seen what a sham this system is. That our systemic problems as a society can’t be fixed by one man. Now that I am thinking clearly, I think about what a ridiculous concept that was. The answer all along is us. It always has been. We are the change we need to see in the world.
         One of my favorite movies growing up was a movie called Willow. There is a scene in the movie where the main character Willow applies to be an apprentice for a great wizard. The wizard holds up his own five fingers and asks him which finger has the power to rule the world. Willow picks three different fingers and fails. He later learns the answer was his own finger.
         It’s so true I wish so many people will snap out of their trance and realize that we are worthy, we are good, that we don’t need to have one person to save us. We can save ourselves.
         I’ve stopped voting. I haven’t told my family yet. They are probably going to think I am crazy, but I don’t care. I’m bored to tears by remarks that people make about how Black people fought so long to get the right to vote and that I should be ashamed of myself for not taking advantage of this opportunity. I just think to myself or say when I don’t care about being a smart ass that “They also fought for the right for us to learn how to read and think critically maybe you should try the same.”
         I truly believe when people get out of this tribal mentality of Black vs. White, Republican vs. Democrat, Man vs. Woman, Autobot vs. Decepticon that’s when we are going to see real change.
         I have to admit that my heart was broken when I realized Obama wasn’t the “savior” I thought he was. I felt like I gave my heart and soul to the love of my life only to have him cheat on me with 59 whores.  But I’m also grateful that his flaws has allowed me to see the savior in myself and the rest of humanity. And though my heart was broken it will mend. What doesn’t kill me will make me stronger. 

 
  El petróleo y el genocidio y el revestimiento de plata (Spanish Version)

         Yo estaba trabajando con mi ordenador  cuando escuché un grito que venía por el pasillo de mi edificio. Inmediatamente dejé lo que estaba haciendo y salí corriendo por la puerta del pasillo donde me abrazó un desconocido que nunca había visto. Saltamos hacia arriba y abajo, gritando y llorando. Habíamos acabado de descubrir que Barack Obama era ahora nuestro nuevo presidente!
         Mi madre que tiene sobre 60 años a la que sólo he visto llorar dos veces, una en la que casi me muero de un ataque de amsa y la segunda vez durante la inauguración de Obama en la que recordó un día Jim Crow ir a un restaurante y que tiene el ayudante de camarero llevar a su fin y el de su amiga, porque los camareros no quería atender a que los negros sucios. La toma de posesión de Obama fue el día que se sintió vindicada.
         Tantos negros no sólo en Estados Unidos sino en todo el mundo ponen su fe, la sangre y lágrimas en Obama. Este es el tipo que va a hacernos brillar como el edificio Chrysler, y mostrar al mundo lo que los negros son realmente hechos.
         Soy prácticamente una celebridad en Taiwan en este momento. Tengo un estudiante que puede hacer por lo menos 50 oraciones usando el nombre de Obama. Mis alumnos me ven como el estadounidense que viene de un país con el presidente de Negro, que va a lograr la paz mundial. Quiero decir ¿no? Me refiero a que se le dio un Premio Nobel de la Paz en el derecho de crédito? "Sólo le dio tiempo." Le dije a uno de mis amigos. "Él va a entrar en razón." "Pero ¿no crees que es raro que se ha ganado un Premio Nobel de la Paz y él no ha hecho nada?" "¿Qué es lo que tiene que hacer él es Obama. Duh! ", Contesté.
         Barack Hussein Obama es perfecta en todo sentido: alto, moreno, guapo, dientes perfectos, la voz hipnótica, sonrisa perfecta, perfecta de la familia, bi-racial lo mejor de ambos mundos, divertido, encantador, inteligente y contundente. ¿Este hombre tiene algún defecto? No, él es Obama! ¿Puede este hombre hecho nada malo? No, él es Obama! Aww pero mira Sasha y Melia tiene un perro pequeño y lindo y tienen un jardín en la parte trasera de la Casa Blanca. Él incluso tiene su propia chica super héroe acosador que canta canciones sobre él y está en las camisetas también.
         Ahora mis ojos están abiertos y estoy atormentado por visiones de los niños y personas inocentes que son asesinadas y violadas las mujeres están. La gente pobre se va a un país lejano para asesinar a otras personas pobres y que consigan asesinado. Um, sí que se llama una guerra no es una acción cinético.Gracias medios de la corriente principal que conozco la diferencia. Que puedo hacer en mi mente para mí ningún tipo de manipulación los medios de comunicación para mí, muchas gracias. Dejé hace unos años. "Bombardeo por la paz es como follando por la virginidad"
         Ok, ahora que está fuera de la forma en que estoy llamando a los hippies y liberales anti-guerra patriotas que estaban en contra de Bush durante su reinado. Salid de salir donde quiera que esté. Ahora que Bush se ha ido, lo mismo que está pasando no puedes ver? Es la misma mierda sólo con un presidente más guapo.
         En toda la seriedad que estoy haciendo chistes para no llorar. Para no dejar que todo el mundo sabe lo triste que estoy. Estoy muy triste. Es difícil de creer que nosotros, como un planeta, han sido engañados. Es una realidad muy dolorosa cuando se despierta un día y te das cuenta de que el mundo funciona de manera muy diferente de lo que pensaba. Si hubiera sabido acerca de Zbigniew Brzezinski y otros asesores de Obama, probablemente me habría visto a través de la fachada antes. Ahí es cuando yo creía que una persona como un presidente con "buenas intenciones" puede salvar. Siempre hay ese tipo. Al igual que Luke Skywalker, Neo, o Jesús Negro que salva a todo el mundo. Todo lo que tenemos que hacer es relajarse mientras se sientan atrás y sacrificar su vida por nuestros culos perezosos. Muy dulce mucho ¿eh?
        Quiero decir que es como funciona ¿no? Hay era una voz persistente dentro de mí que dice. No ponga demasiada fe en Obama que es un solo hombre. Pero me dijo que se callara y optó por creer en el mito del arquetipo del salvador desde que me di cuenta que era menos trabajo para mí.
         Ser una persona Negro es difícil criticar a Obama, ya que los negros tienen que automáticamente te odio y te llamo una traidora. Entonces usted tiene la gente de raza no negra que os aborrecen, también, porque no apoyarlo y por alguna extraña razón que están perplejos porque no entiendo por qué todos los negros no les gusta y estoy de acuerdo unos con otros como lo han visto en la televisión. Pero cuando te equivocas Y si es una cosa que me opongo a que es la guerra: sobre todo una guerra por el petróleo y el genocidio.
         Pero el lado bueno de esta nube es, si no fuera por Obama no hubiera visto lo que una farsa es ese sistema. Que nuestros problemas sistémicos como la sociedad no puede ser fijado por un hombre. Ahora que estoy pensando con claridad, pienso en lo que es un concepto ridículo que era. La respuesta a todo lo largo somos nosotros. Siempre lo ha sido. Somos el cambio que necesitamos ver en el mundo.
         Una de mis películas favoritas mientras crecía era una película llamada Willow. Hay una escena en la película donde el personaje principal de Willow se aplica a ser un aprendiz de un gran mago. El gran mago levanta sus propios cinco dedos y le pregunta qué dedo tiene el poder de gobernar el mundo. Willow recoge tres diferentes dedos y falla. Más tarde se entera de que la respuesta era su propio dedo.
         Es tan cierto deseo mucha gente va a encajarse a presión fuera de su trance y darse cuenta de que somos dignos, somos buenos, que no necesita tener una persona para salvarnos. Podemos salvarnos a nosotros mismos.
         He dejado de votar. No le he dicho a mi familia todavía. Son, probablemente, va a pensar que estoy loco, pero no me importa. Estoy aburrido hasta las lágrimas por los comentarios que hace la gente acerca de cómo los negros lucharon tanto tiempo para obtener el derecho a votar y que yo debería estar avergonzado de mí mismo por no tomar ventaja de esta oportunidad. Sólo pienso para mí mismo o decir cuando no me importa ser un culo inteligente que "Ellos también lucharon por el derecho para nosotros, para aprender a leer y pensar de manera crítica, tal vez debería tratar de la misma."
         Sinceramente, creo que la gente a salir de esta mentalidad tribal de Negro contra Blanco, republicano contra el demócrata, el hombre contra mujer, Autobot contra Decepticon que es cuando vamos a ver un cambio verdadero.
         Tengo que admitir que mi corazón se rompió cuando me di cuenta de que Obama no era el "salvador" Yo pensaba que era. Me sentí como si di mi corazón y alma al amor de mi vida sólo para que le engañe a mí con 59 prostitutas. Pero también estoy agradecido de que sus defectos, me ha permitido ver al Salvador en mí mismo y el resto de la humanidad. Y aunque mi corazón estaba roto que se reparar. Lo que no me mate me hará más fuerte.