[Saigon, 3/29/24]
In Wasco, CA, a man was run over by a train so, of course, his severed leg was promptly retrieved by another to chomp on. Just hours earlier, this opportunistic cannibal was observed buying beer and snack at a local store. You can’t say he isn’t bold or lacks initiative. Everyone in the neighborhood knows him. Though homeless, he’s never caused trouble.
Since many Jewjabbed and genocide cheerleading citizens who don’t have to beg and sleep outside have lost their minds, it’s not too far out to conclude our juicy leg lover isn’t all there, but, in the end, who is, really?
In NYC, two blacks have just been arrested for punching white women they didn’t know. Since there’s a clear pattern, these attacks weren’t “random,” as characterized by the Jewjewed media, or unprovoked. These women’s whiteness incensed 30-year-old Mallik Miah and 40-year-old Skiboky Stora. Beyond their race, their ability to say no added to the insult.
On YouTube, there’s a video of a shirtless and pants hanging Stora in front of a 9/11 remembrance mural:
It’s governor Skiboky! Marcus Garvey’s great great grandson, moa! I’m battling Republicans and them Democrats, moa! All them complaining voters that think they can chill and take pictures with Republicans, moa! Then want to take pictures with governors to boogie, moa! In my ass, moa! Yo! This whole city is corrupted and infested with systemic racism, moa! As governor, I’m gonna wipe this state clean of systemic racism! Why you hanging with this guy Angel, Angel Juliani, why?! That guy is a girly guy, moa! Man, his wife is more manly than him!!!
It’s a remarkable display of anger. With eyes bulging, nostrils flaring and teeth bare, Leonel Moreno has a similar performance on TikTok. Raging against a country he has entered illegally, he urges other illegals to take over houses.
To his critics, Moreno sneers, “You’re hurt because I make more than you without much work while you work like slaves, understand? That’s the difference between you and me. I’m always going to make lots of money without much work, and you’re always going to be exploited and miserable and insignificant.”
Just before he’s caught, Moreno filmed himself sobbing while holding his infant son. With his face twisted, snot streams from his nose. So smooth skinned, Moreno doesn’t look older than 30, so this girlish man was born into a Venezuela economically destroyed by a vicious USA. Now, he’s a part of Uncle Sam’s army deployed against Joe and Jane Blows, but the fool went too far with his gloating.
So where am I? Phnom Penh, of course. This lovely city is so underrated. Though happy to be here, I was very reluctant to leave Vung Tau. Unlike the US, Vietnam and nearly all other countries have immigration laws they enforce, so this is a visa run.
Getting off the bus, I walked to Hotel Zing, with a detour to admire, once more, Vann Molyvann’s National Olympic Stadium. Up for more than 12 hours, I had also eaten poorly, so needed a decent meal and rest, but I couldn’t help myself. Molyvann’s the man! My video about this homage provoked an interesting response:
Midway through you nailed it.......Some shlub could just walk onto the field. America of 50 years ago. I remember walking onto the UC Berkeley football stadium and throwing a frisbee around with my friend one afternoon in 1981. You can’t even get onto a high school track to jog a few laps now.
With 9/11 then Covid, America has become a police state. The National Guard is deployed at NYC subway stations. US Army recruitment ads now feature white men again, so they must need those cisgendered, sexist and racist oppressors to go spill their brain, blood and white privilege somewhere.
Leaving the stadium, I was sucked into a couple of alleys, so what should have been a 35 minute walk took well over an hour. Dark, rich and slightly stinky, Phnom Penh alleys soothe me. Drinking a 50-cent glass of freshly grinded sugarcane juice, I sat on a red plastic chair to watch kids run around. Surreptitiously, I admired a woman of about 40 in a pale blue shirt that stopped just above her knees.
From the darkness emerged a thin, dark man with a plastic tub on his head. Trying to sell lotus pods, he had a miserable baby strapped to his chest. Being in the sun too much had turned this kid’s black hair slightly auburn. His sister, no older than five, also had a tub of lotus pods on her head. Looking exhausted, she started to whine, so was rewarded with a whack, which I didn’t see, only heard. Stomping her feet, she cried for a few seconds, but quickly recovered, to avoid another whack.
In Vietnam, I had seen a marked increase in itinerant sellers of lottery tickets. Each economy is heading south and war will spread. That said, there’s still a remarkable degree of normality and tranquility in this corner of the world.
Last night, I saw fourteen kids playing soccer on the sidewalk. All barefoot, they kicked a tiny and half deflated ball. Still, laughter rang out constantly. As a child in Saigon, I, too, played soccer barefoot on sidewalks.
The street was Kampuchea Krom. Meaning Lower Cambodia, it refers to the southern third of Vietnam. Though Saigon, Vung Tau and the Mekong Delta, etc., once belonged to the Khmers, Vietnamese never think about this. Similarly, Americans can’t imagine Los Angeles, Sacramento, San Jose or El Paso as being anything but red, white and blue. History, though, is a process, and it’s accelerating.
With the earth degraded and toxic, species disappearing and men acting very strangely, the insensate still point to the stock market, TV news, professional sports and their bank account to prove everything is still fine.
Granted, a veterinarian planning to rape an unborn child is a bit unusual, but Nero once castrated a boy who resembled a wife Nero had kicked in the stomach while pregnant, killing her. Dickless, Sporus had to become the emperor’s new bride.
Are Biden, Trump and Obama that crazy? Of course, not. Our leaders merely dicked little girls on Epstein’s island, kept everyone under house arrest, injected toxins into our bodies and, now, steer us so steadily towards nuclear annihilation. Everything is fine.
Seeing billions so bored and useless, they must do something. Yuval Noah Harari:
The problem would be boredom and how, what to do with them and how will they find some sense of meaning in life when they are basically meaningless, worthless. My best guess at present is a combination of drugs and computer games.
Drugged zombies foul sidewalks, computer dorks annoy, so bombs are the quickest and cleanest solution, and more entertaining, too.
1 comment:
That woman looks like she gets the shit beat out of her on a nightly basis.
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