Chess > Checkers: The case for the 3rd party black vote

Rarely do we find men who willingly engage in hard, solid thinking. There is an almost universal quest for easy answers and half-baked solutions. Nothing pains some people more than having to think ~ Martin Luther King Jr.

Chess is a thinking persons  game. It’s a long game–one in which you have to see past  your next several moves in order to stay ahead and eventually win. Politics just like chess is a long game and one that if it is to be played to win must involve an actual strategy. Voting for the lesser of two evils is not a strategy–not even in checkers. So in this political game of chess how are we going to ever win if we keep on employing a strategy that’s not even helpful in a lesser game?

It’s high time we abandon the failed strategies of the past and disabuse the kind of expedient measures that continue to net undesirable results. It really is okay to NOT be with her OR him.

A vote for Jill Stein knowing that she stands no chance of winning is not just an emotional response from progressive minded voters disenchanted with the Clinton Machine and the dubious at best democratic primary process. It’s also a strategy. It’s far from a guaranteed strategy   that will immediately pay dividends but if played correctly it’s a low risk high reward (even if it’s down the road) strategy that will only strengthen our collective hand in future elections and more importantly empower future generations that will be able to build on the strategic moves that we have in our power to make.

If you live in a deep red state like Alabama or Arkansas theoretically you’re throwing your vote away by voting for anyone but Trump because nobody not named Donald J Trump is going to win those two states and other similar states where Neanderthals comprise the median voting demographic.  Similarly If you vote in a deep blue state like Connecticut, Maryland or Vermont you can as well afford to make more of a statement with a third party vote because if you vote for the only candidate that’s gonna win those respective states (Hillary) the exit polls will serve as consent for every policy initiative that comes across her desk.  Good, bad, ugly and down right evil .
Elections today are 24/7/365 so the minute Hillary takes the oath of office she will be campaigning for 2020. If her internal pollsters find  that the overwhelming majority of people in America who are not certified coons, jack asses or bigots (the typical Trump constituent) approve of not only her hawkish proclivities but also her her neo-liberal agenda  guess what? It will be full steam ahead with the enactment of them. That is not winning.  If on the other hand those exit polls reflect a sizable portion of the reliably democratic electorate that remains averse to her brand of politic she would be forced legislatively to the left in the same manner in which the Bernie Sanders run forced her campaign style to the left.

I get the fear of a Trump presidency. I’m in no way suggesting that everyone gamble on a Green party political novice to risk giving the white house to the greater evil (on paper and public perception wise). What I am suggesting is that you make your vote really count. As black people we are the most solid monolithic voting black in America yet we remain the most under represented sub groups in the country. That is primarily because we are not strategic in our voting or thinking.

We need and deserve a  #blacklivesmatter approved candidate. They don’t necessarily have to be black but their policy positions and worldview needs to be aligned with the movement.  The only way that we are ever going to see such a candidate like that see a viable route to a nomination is if we demand it. As a people we cannot throw 85 -90 percent of our vote to Hillary Clinton. That will in no way make her a better president and more importantly it will in no way improve the  state of Black America. If you live in Florida, Ohio, Virginia, Nevada or any other swing state by all means–be with her! Vote for Hillary. But if you live in the south where Hillary stands no chance it is not a gamble to vote third party. If you live in a deep blue state there is no harm in not allowing her to run up the numbers on Trump. At the end of the day it  is not about him so much as it is about keeping him out of office–but that can’t be the only goal and if it remains the only goal at best we are at a stalemate. At worst and more probable we lose.

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STOP THE MADNESS: The mothers of Trayvon Martin, Sandra Bland, Eric Garner, Jordan Davis and Dontre Hamilton are NOT the Mothers of the Movement

I’m probably gonna ruffle a few feathers with this one but someone has to do it. It has to  be said and overstated that The grieving mothers of Trayvon Martin, Sandra Bland, Eric Garner, Jordan Davis,  Dontre Hamilton and Mike Brown are nothing close to being the mothers of any kind of movement and to label them as such for the express purpose of getting Hillary Clinton elected  president is as embarrassing as it is offensive. Offensive and embarrassing to the untold mothers who have had to bury their sons and daughters due to an encounter with an overzealous  non-empathetic cop and  offensive and embarrassing to the millions of people from all walks of life that have taken to the streets with myriad acts of civil defiance  seeking redress for the long standing and ongoing grievance of state, local and federal police officers abusing their authority and murdering innocent unarmed black people with impunity.

When Hillary was not on the chitterling circuit  with these mothers shoring up her southern  firewall (also known as the black vote) she was in the homes of the other half of her southern constituency (Dixicrats) raising funds and talking about “the issues”

The two diametrically opposed dispositions by Hillary Clinton in the last two videos is rivaled in galling political pivots only by the great feat that her husband pulled off in June of 1992 while he himself was on the stump. During Bill Clinton’s  first bid for the white house  he played the saxophone on the Arsenio Hall Show to illustrate how down he was with the blacks and ten days later at a Rainbow Coalition event using Jesse Jackson as a backdrop he conflated an  out of context a musing by Sister Souljah with some of the lyrics in one of her songs to build up a black radical  boogey monster  that he was there to destroy. He actually compared her to David Duke to an audience full of black people. Of course his true audience were not the black folks sitting in attendance.

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June 3, 1992: Bill playing the sax on Arsenio Hall letting the good black voters of the 90’s know that he can shuck and jive with the best of them
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June 13, 1992: Bill Clinton using his invitation to a Rainbow Coalition Convention to assure the soccer moms and NASCAR dads of America that he is willing ready and able to put black folks in their place as Jesse Jackson looks on in bemusement.

To be clear the movement that they are referring to as being the progeny of these women is the #blacklivesmatter movement. And to be even more clear it is a movement  that the murders of the children of these women no doubt helped buoy and embolden. For that these women should be recognized for as having paid the ultimate sacrifice. No mother should have to endure what Sybrina Fulton, (mother Trayvon Martin), Lucia McBath,  (mother of Jordan Davis), Geneva Reed-Veal, (mother of Sandra Bland), Gwen Carr, (mother of Eric Garner), Maria Hamilton( mother of Dontre Hamilton) Samaria Rice (mother of Tamir Rice) or Lesley McSpadden (mother of Mike Brown) have had to endure. All of these women are inextricably linked to the movement due to their involuntarily blood sacrifice, but to call these grieving mothers the mothers of the actual movement is to deeply discount the millions of black mothers before them that have lost their children to state sanctioned and/or white vigilante violence. Before these women there was Mammy Till, mother or Emmit Till, Eloise Glover, mother of Clifford Glover, Kaddiatou Diallo, mother of Amadou Diallo, Valarie Bell, mother of Sean Bell and hundreds and even thousands of other mothers in the last decade alone that walked the same precarious walk that these mothers have had to. For these women to sell out their share of the movement for the perks and pittance that only a Super Pack with tons of dark money can afford is unconscionable. And no, I don’t have proof that this group of grieving mothers were paid for their less than logical endorsement but I’m pretty sure that they were.

The true irony in  the Stockholm like love that Hillary is getting from the “Mothers of the Movement” and the millions of other less than enlightened black politicos, pundits and voters that have her well on the way to the democratic presidential nomination is that she has successfully  latched herself on to a movement created to abate a problem that she and her husband greatly exacerbated while Bill Clinton was president and she was the first lady touting his “tough on crime” legislative goals.

Mike Browns mother Lesley McSppaden encapsulates the kind of incongruity inherent in the logic of these mothers “I’m with her” proclamation with this ringing yet confusing endorsement.

Since August 9, 2014, I have wondered where do we go from here? I have made it this far by my faith, but we need more than faith. Our criminal justice system is broken and damaged, and it left broken hearts and damage in our communities. Fixing this will require time and commitment of someone who wants to make things better for us all. I want a leader who is willing to take the steps to reform a justice system that dehumanized my son. I want a leader who will now honor my son’s life and fights for our children’s futures. I want a justice system that is fundamentally based on fairness for everyone…This election season, we are at battle for the soul of our nation…if we want to continue to build on the progress made by our country, we need a president who is ready to lead–and I trust Hillary” ~ Lesley McSppaden

Ms. McSppaden seems to have a solid grasp on the kind of cultural construct in law enforcement that deems it prudent to dehumanize and over criminalize black people to justify their lethal method of policing but she seems totally oblivious to the not so hidden political forces that empower them. For every 100 police officers that have said “I feared for my life” or “he reached for my gun” to explain away them shooting to death an unarmed African-American there’s at least that many politicians on the local, state and national level pushing the kind of hyper-criminalized trope to create the space for these men to continue to get away with murder. It’s no coincidence that the super predator trope was used by Darren Wilson to escape justice after he murdered her son in cold blood. I mean he did not come out and call Mike Brown a Super Predator but you’d be hard pressed to argue that he was not inferring as much after reading the following quotes of his to the grand jury that ultimatley decided that he was justified in killing McSppaden’s son.

Darren Wilson on the initial confrontation at his car:

DW: I see them walking down the middle of the street. And first thing that struck me was they’re walking in the middle of the street. I had already seen a couple cars trying to pass, but they couldn’t have traffic normal because they were in the middle, so one had to stop to let the car go around and then another car would come. And the next thing I noticed was the size of the individuals because either the first one was really small or the second one was really big...

He then grabs my door again and shuts my door. At that time is when I saw him coming into my vehicle. His head was higher than the top of my car. And I see him ducking and as he is ducking, his hands are up and he is coming in my vehicle.

I had shielded myself in this type of manner and kind of locked away, so I don’t remember seeing him come at me, but I was hit right in the side of the face with a fist. I don’t think it was a full-on swing, I think it was a full-on swing, but not a full shot. I think my arm deflected some of it, but there was still a significant amount of contact that was made to my face.

And when I grabbed him, the only way I can describe it is I felt like a five-year-old holding onto Hulk Hogan.

prosecutor/defense attorney*: Holding onto a what?

DW:Hulk Hogan, that’s just how big he felt and how small I felt just from grasping his arm.

Prosecutor/defense attorney*: And it was your opinion that you needed to pull out your weapon because why did you feel that way, I don’t want to put words in your mouth?

I felt that another one of those punches in my face could knock me out or worse. I mean it was, he’s obviously bigger than I was and stronger and the, I’ve already taken two to the face I didn’t think I would, the third one could be fatal if he hit me right.

He grabs my gun, says, “You are too much of a pussy to shoot me.” The gun goes down into my hip and at that point I thought I was getting shot. I can feel his fingers try to get inside the trigger guard with my finger and I distinctly remember envisioning a bullet going into my leg. I thought that was the next step.

Like I said, I was just so focused on getting the gun out of me. When I did get it up to this point, he is still holding onto it and I pulled the trigger and nothing happens, it just clicked. I pull it again, it just clicked again.

At this point I’m like why isn’t this working, this guy is going to kill me if he gets a hold of this gun. I pulled it a third time, it goes off. When it went off, it shot through my door panel and my window was down and glass flew out of my door panel. I think that kind of startled him and me at the same time.

Darren Wilson on what happened once he exited his vehicle:

DW: The only way I can describe it, it looks like a demon, that’s how angry he looked. He comes back towards me again with his hands up.

When I look up after that, I see him start to run and I see a cloud of dust behind him. I then get out of my car. As I’m getting out of the car I tell dispatch, “shots fired, send me more cars.”

We start running, kind of the same direction that Johnson had pointed. Across the street like a diagonal towards this, kind of like where the parking lot came in for Copper Creek Court and Canfield, right at that intersection. And there is a light pole right there, I remember him running towards the light pole.

So when he stopped, I stopped. And then he starts to turn around, I tell him to get on the ground, get on the ground.

He turns, and when he looked at me, he made like a grunting, like aggravated sound and he starts, he turns and he’s coming back towards me. His first step is coming towards me, he kind of does like a stutter step to start running. When he does that, his left hand goes in a fist and goes to his side, his right one goes under his shirt in his waistband and he starts running at me.

At this point it looked like he was almost bulking up to run through the shots, like it was making him mad that I’m shooting at him.

And the face that he had was looking straight through me, like I wasn’t even there, I wasn’t even anything in his way.

And when he gets about that 8 to 10 feet away, I look down, I remember looking at my sites and firing, all I see is his head and that’s what I shot.

I don’t know how many, I know at least once because I saw the last one go into him. And then when it went into him, the demeanor on his face went blank, the aggression was gone, it was gone, I mean I knew he stopped, the threat was stopped.

 

Again he did not call Mike Brown a super predator but he sure did describe him as such. He actually got away with telling a jury of HIS peers that Mike Brown who was unarmed and already wounded by at least one round from his .40 caliber pistol grunted at him and charged him head on before having to be put down for good with what was left in his clip. If only Mike Brown’s mother and the mothers of the other well chronicled victims of police abuse were enlightened enough to connect the dots they would know that Hillary is neither a leader or a visionary when in comes to truly understanding and rectifying the problem of our broken criminal justice system.

Hillary did not invent the Super Predator bathos and neither did Bill Clinton. They both however used it in the most insidious and political expedient ways to justify their means to an end. These mothers have every right to endorse who they wish but I don’t think that it’s too much to ask them to leave the movement out of such a dubious decision.  They certainly cannot lay claim to the “Mothers of the Movement” moniker while bestowing undue praise on the very same  people who helped necessitate the movement in the first place.

 

the real mothers of the movement
Alicia Garza, Patrisse Cullors, and Opal Tometi are the creators of the #blacklivesmatter hashtag. A hashtag that has helped galvanize and inspire millions to fight back. If there is a mother to the movement these three women are it.

The SPA’s (Side Piece Awards): The Top 10 Side Pieces to throw a monkey wrench in a Playa’s Game

1 One day Samson went to Gaza, where he saw a prostitute. He went in to spend the night with her. 2 The people of Gaza were told, “Samson is here!” So they surrounded the place and lay in wait for him all night at the city gate. They made no move during the night, saying, “At dawn we’ll kill him.” ~ Da Bible (Judges 16:1-2)

Ever since the days of the Old Testament women have been able to entice, seduce and otherwise cajole men of great power and influence in to squandering  both power and influence within the span of a 24 hour news cycle–long before the advent of the 24 hour news cycle.  Samson’s super natural extraordinary strength that he got from his locks was suffice enough to escape the precarious position that his patronage of the original profession placed him in. However, as with most men with a proclivity for side piece action, Samson would keep going back to the well where his luck eventually ran out. The good book goes on to say:

4  Some time later, he fell in love with a woman in the Valley of Sorek whose name was Delilah. 5 The rulers of the Philistines went to her and said, “See if you can lure him into showing you the secret of his great strength and how we can overpower him so we may tie him up and subdue him. Each one of us will give you eleven hundred shekels[a] of silver~ LeBronKing James (16:4-5)

And so began the precedent of the infamous side piece take down.

Over the years there have been countless men of great stature that went out like  Humpty Dumpty due to their inability to resist the periphery. The following 10 examples are what I call modern day Delilahs. Side chicks with a mission to seek, exploit (while being exploited) and destroy. Sometimes it’s a conscious fully cognizant effort and sometimes they are just as oblivious to the inherent destruction that they leave in their wake as the sad saps that sheepishly fall prey to their fine art of seduction, so without further ado I present you in the top 10 side pieces to ever throw that monkey wrench in a playa’s game (from least to greatest)

 

 

10. Karrine Steffans

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Now Ms. Steffans makes this list more so due to the quantity of dudes that she played side piece to than the quality (for lack of a better word) of life, power or fortune that she stripped from them by becoming the albatross that side pieces often morph into.  She did however  pen a salaciously embarrassing  tell all that had to at least bring a little discomfort to her part time bed buddies. So in the absence of  quality here is her quantity –along with the superlatives she tagged her desperadoes with:

Ja Rule (called wifey dumb), Ice-T(sugar daddy), Shaq (sugar daddy) , Bobby Brown(junkie) , Usher (jerk), Puffy (on the down low), Xzibit (down low) Juelz Sanatana (hair puller) Young Buck (her favorite trick), Jay Z (hard to look at), Pusha T (chronic bad breath) Trick Daddy (energetic), Mos Def (chronic bad breath) Too Short (Too talkative) Q-Tip (asshole),  Mase (asshole), Wyclef (bad breath).

While I’m certain  most of the aforementioned did not skip a beat in so far as their climb to success in their industry, they at least had to deal with the side eyes of their respective wives and committed lovers when it was revealed that they too were  dipping in community booty and being made props to sell crappy books. Not a good look–even for a rapper.

 

 

9. Amy Fisher

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This is another one where a sensationalized story was more of an impetus to this becoming fodder for new reporters and gossip columns than an actual down fall of a man who gambled it all on a piece of ass and lost. In fact one could argue that the Long Island Lolita as Ms Fisher was so infamously called helped pluck Joey Buttafuoco from  from obscurity and for a time made the guy a quasi celebrity. Though he will always where the crown of being a cradle robbing teen stalker since Amy was a 17 year old student when he decided to side piece her. But what really earns her a spot on the SPA list is the attempted murder charge she got for trying to kill her back seat lovers wife by knocking on her door and shooting her in the face.  Way to pick’em Joey!

8. Rasheeda Moore

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Rasheeda Moore was a 38 year old former model and cover girl when her name became synonymous with the phrase “THE BITCH SET ME UP”.

After a series of run ins with the law (from DC to LA )the FBI approached Ms. Moore to aide and abet them in their quest to take down current Ward 8 council member and former DC Mayor Marion Barry– and boy did she deliver. While the good Mayor was busy trying to get some ass his side piece Ms Moore was busy trying to  save some ass–her own.  She damn near shoved the pipe down his throat (while he was trying shove pipe somewhere else)and he might have gotten to hits of the crack before the FBI busted in and cock blocked him out of both the crack rock and the ass crack that he originally came to the Vista hotel for in the first place.

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Now a mayor of a major city and capitol of the United States, getting caught with a crack-pipe in his mouth, set up by his side piece (in conjunction with the FBI) would normally be enough to win the SPA or at least rank closer than spot number 8, but luckily the DC voters are extremely forgiving and even more forgetful because a mere four years later they voted to re-elect him marking one of the most fascinating political comebacks of the 20th century.

One a side note:  If the voters in Toronto are half as magnanimous as the pitiful merciful voters in the District of Columbia (circa 1999) than the Rob Ford re-election team has good reason to be optimistic.

7. Ashley Dupre

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The Village Voice  dubbed her  the most famous hooker in America after it had been revealed that then New  York Governor Elliot Spitzer was paying out of the wazoo for side booty (upwards to $5,500 per hour).  Ms Dupre in this case inadvertently helped push Spitzer off of his perch when those massive wire transfers to the Emperors Club (the escort service that employed Ms Dupre) triggered an FBI investigation. The Governor went on to resign from office in shame. However the real shame is the fact that he raised the price of tricking to such a ridiculous figure. $5,500 an hour?  If that was the cost for all side action the world would be free of infidelity. 

6. Monica Lewinsky

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Unlike Ms Dupre Ms Lewinsky’s take down of her king of the hill seemed much more premeditated.  Now a 50 year old leader of the free world sleeping with a 22 year old intern is just bone deep dumb. No excuse for the lower chamber over ruling the upper chamber on that one. That being the case to go to such lengths as to preserve a semen stain on her dress after a job well done at least to me denotes a woman with a motive.  Even if she was devoid of  ulterior motivation her damage was pretty significant–at least it was 20 years ago. She helped get a sitting president impeached.  She would actually be higher on this list had not he been able to remake his public image to the point that he can garner 250K plus per speaking engagement. But she seems not to be done…

Monica and her sordid tales from the 90’s have recently been resurrected. First via a Rand Paul mention and more recently via her own volition as she penned a piece for Vanity Fair. Her re-introduction to public life is as curious as Rand Paul’s invocation of her name was dubious.  And she came back with an attitude and vengeance with scorn for everyone from Beyonce to the feminist movement all the way back to the woman whose husband she borrowed 20 years ago. This is what she had to say about Hillary…

“Yes, I get it…Hillary Clinton wanted it on record that she was lashing out at her husband’s mistress. She may have faulted her husband for being inappropriate, but I find her impulse to blame the Woman — not only me, but herself — troubling.”~ Monica Lewinsky


So let me get this straight. You give fellatio to the woman’s husband, preserve the DNA evidence on your dress for proof– then when it becomes a headline story and the shit hits the fan you’re mad at the woman you wronged?

Monica sounds like she’s arrested in her development. She’s still that same little chubby 22 year old blonde brunette playing hide and suck  seek under the executive desk in the oval office. Nothing else makes sense to me.

 

5. Rachel Uchitel

Tiger and Rachel

Tiger was on top of the world before the first of his many dalliances outside of his marriage began to unearth themselves. He had just come off winning his 14th major (the Australian Open) and had  Jack Nicholas’s 18 majors record firmly insight because up until that fateful day in November of 2009  when wifey went HAM on him and his Escalade,  From 1999 to 2008 not one year had gone by without Tiger winning at least one major–he has not won a single major since Ms Uchitel among other mistresses came to light.  I imagine Jack Nicolas is celebrating with the 1972 Dolphin’s team. His record is at least as safe as theirs so long as omnipresent side piece remain in existence.

4. Mark O’Donnell

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Before there was such thing as a Jersey Bridge-Gate there was a Jersey Bi-Gate. Who said that side piecery was only reserved for females? This particular man on man tryst cost the New Jersey governor his political career. Too bad that he was not a black athlete–in which case all he’d have to do was hold a press conference declaring his true sexual proclivities.  If that were the case he’d be more hero than goat. Thank god for “black privilege” huh? Just kidding.

3. Donna Rice

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If I said the name Gary Hart you’d likely say, “Gary who?”  The reason why he’s less prominent in the history books is due to the woman sitting on his lap–or the paparazzi that snapped the now infamous Presidential campaign ending photo.

In 1988 Gary Hart was far ahead of the democratic pack when his long rumored infidelity finally came to light.  Within weeks his campaign and poll numbers took a nose dive. He went from being the sure shot democratic nominee to lagging behind even Jesse Jackson for said nomination.  When you have less hope than Mr. Keep Hope Alive you are officially dead in the water and that just what happened to Harts presidential aspirations.  So while Donna Rice may seem like a rather obscure name,  in order to fully understand her historical impact and moreover her SPA ranking one must grasp the counter-factor of what would have been.

 

2. Rielle Hunter

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John unlike Gary had no chance of winning the democratic nomination the year that the National Enquirer caught him with his hand in the cookie jar. He still however had substantial political clout when he gracefully bowed out of what essentially became a two person race to the nomination between Hillary Clinton and President Barack Obama. In addition to losing ALL of his political capital for which he would have easily been able to parlay into a cabinet position (thereby keeping his presidential ambitions alive) he lost his wife who was dying of cancer, the trust of his family and the public,  and faced federal campaign violation charges for allegedly supporting his mistress and their forthcoming love child with donor money.  He beat the case but the entire trial in error only served one purpose and that was to permanently bury the reputation and political aspirations of a man who in 2000 came within a hanging chad of becoming the vice president .  His once very bright and limitless political future has been relegated to one of histories myriad foot notes of would have, could have should have…

and the SPA award winner is…

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Now before we present the SPA (side piece award)winner allow me, or rather the Good Book to further expound on what happened with our boy Samson :

6 So Delilah said to Samson, “Tell me the secret of your great strength and how you can be tied up and subdued.”

7 Samson answered her, “If anyone ties me with seven fresh bowstrings that have not been dried, I’ll become as weak as any other man.”

8 Then the rulers of the Philistines brought her seven fresh bowstrings that had not been dried, and she tied him with them. 9 With men hidden in the room, she called to him, “Samson, the Philistines are upon you!”But he snapped the bowstrings as easily as a piece of string snaps when it comes close to a flame. So the secret of his strength was not discovered.

10 Then Delilah said to Samson, “You have made a fool of me; you lied to me. Come now, tell me how you can be tied.”

11 He said, “If anyone ties me securely with new ropes that have never been used, I’ll become as weak as any other man.”

12 So Delilah took new ropes and tied him with them. Then, with men hidden in the room, she called to him, “Samson, the Philistines are upon you!” But he snapped the ropes off his arms as if they were threads.

13 Delilah then said to Samson, “All this time you have been making a fool of me and lying to me. Tell me how you can be tied.”

He replied, “If you weave the seven braids of my head into the fabric on the loom and tighten it with the pin, I’ll become as weak as any other man.” So while he was sleeping, Delilah took the seven braids of his head, wove them into the fabric 14 and[b] tightened it with the pin.

Again she called to him, “Samson, the Philistines are upon you!” He awoke from his sleep and pulled up the pin and the loom, with the fabric.

15 Then she said to him, “How can you say, ‘I love you,’ when you won’t confide in me? This is the third time you have made a fool of me and haven’t told me the secret of your great strength.” 16 With such nagging she prodded him day after day until he was sick to death of it.

17 So he told her everything. “No razor has ever been used on my head,” he said, “because I have been a Nazirite dedicated to God from my mother’s womb. If my head were shaved, my strength would leave me, and I would become as weak as any other man.” ~ The Good Book (Judges 6-17)

Let me let me put this biblical parable in a laymen perspective for those of you who played hookie from Sunday school. This dude Samson had not one, not two, but three clear cut signals from Delilah that she was in on the conspiracy to bring him to ruins. Yet and still he gave her the combination key to his life. That’s some Queen B shit for ya.

 

and the SPA winner is….

 

1. V. Stiviano

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But I’m sure that you already knew this when you read the title.   V. Stiviano cold went Sampson and Delilah on old man Donald.  I mean never mind the two Bently’s, the Ferrari and the 1.8 million duplex that his wife is suing her to get back, that’s nothing. That’s not even enough for her to make the list, much less be number one on it.

Ms Stiviano of black and Hispanic heritage pulled off a feat that would make Delilah blush with pride. She got a rabidly racist tycoon to expound in the most visceral fashion on his profound and long rumored disdain for black people and other minorities as if she was not one herself.  Her gangster is to be respected. She could probably teach  classes on how to win in the side piece lane because while THOT’s be searching for ballers at All Star weekend she’s busy searching for the good fellas that actually pay the ballers. The V in V. Stiviano obviously stands for victory because she’s winning.

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On a side note, it’s going to kill Donald Sterling to not be able to sit court side while his million dollar niggers are playing abd remain in contention for this years Larry O’Brien trophy. Many think that ultimately he’s winning  because he’s about to make a one thousand percent profit on his 13 million investment. He’s not winning because he’s already a billionaire a couple times over and has completed no less than 95.3 percent of his lifespan which means that he can’t even spend the 2 billion that he already has in his coffers–he won’t even see the possible billion that he makes from the forced sale of his team due to all that older money in the way.

The day has finally come that his lowly, perpetual last place Clippers are playing for it all and he can’t even tune in TNT to watch them because he’s been so excommunicated from the game. Donald Sterling,  thanks to V. Stiviano is the first person to ever have his NBA League pass revoked. The struggle is real for that cat.  He might soon be worth 3 billion dollars but he’s still losing. Hell, even he’d tell you that much.

Damn you V! (in my Donald Sterling voice)