I Refuse to Chase Trump Down His Rabbit Holes

I refuse to play his game. He’s the Commander in Troll and he’s not sucking me in. I can troll with the best of them, but not with this guy. You have to do this differently. You only give him oxygen when you troll with him. He’s a petulant child.

Evidently…he became unhinged yet again yesterday in this new press conference format of his since the departure of Vampire Woman Sarah Sanders.

But I’m not doing this on my blog.

Nope. I’m done with playing games with this motherfucker. He’s not trolling me.

I won’t put him on my blog. I’ll go with Lady Gaga and Bradley instead.

Lindsey Graham: The Biggest Phony in American History

I’m picking up my PUTIN-douchebag yard sign today. I’m letting my mother plant it her in front yard for a couple of days before I end my own HOA presidency sometime later in the week.

So…I was talking to Marcy the other day about the yard signs and how now she and her boyfriend David are heading the Trump Resistance movement in godforsaken Oklahoma.

Marcy, like me, was at one time a moderate Republican. Like me…she hates Donald Trump with a passion. Her boyfriend is David who’s a liberal from Canada. Once I heard this I told her of my hockey ties and how I coached with the Canadian McEwen for a couple of years.

So she puts Dave on the line and I loved him within thirty seconds. He told me he had called Lindsey Graham’s office four times and I told him I’d called the make believe Christian James Lankford five times.

So there.

My life will change the moment I pick up these yard signs. I feel like Keith Olberman trapped in Oklahoma.

This will be Day I of my official resistance movement.

This video is for Dave who will be my conduit to Toronto if this ends badly in 2020.

Make America Great Again…Don’t Vote for Donald Trump

My blog will be different this basketball season. I’ll still follow the Thunder as they struggle to win thirty something games. For the first time since the inaugural season in Oklahoma City when the team went 23-59 the Thunder will be a losing team trying to lose games after the trade deadline.

I have no idea how many current fans in Oklahoma could tell you who Ray Allen and Rashard Lewis are or were in basketball parlance. But I’m fairly certain almost every Seattle Supersonics fan knows what it meant when they were traded for draft picks.

Interesting stat…of the twenty-five poorest states in America twenty-one were carried by Donald Trump in the Election of 2016. And my guess is despite an annual trillion dollar deficit looming, despite a recent $981 billion dollar trade deficit, despite no health care reform, despite an attack on our free press, despite no evidence of infrastructure policies, despite the lowest of our economically challenged people falling further behind…these dumbasses will probably vote for Donald Trump again.

This is where I have to paste my Dave Chapelle bit.

I set out with this blog to archive a book somewhat like Breaks of the Game by David Halberstam as he chronicled the Bill Walton’s Portland Trailblazers. I still feel that type of story is waiting to be told which wasn’t told by Sam Anderson in his recent book Boom Town. Or perhaps The Courting of Marcus Dupree by Willie Morris.

There’s a story here which goes far beyond the basketball court. There truly is. But there’s no way you could write this story if you’re on the Thunder payroll or say someone like Berry Tramel with the dying, almost dead Daily Oklahoman which used to be owned by the Gaylords.

My blog this season will be a combination of the presidential campaign and the Thunder’s season of tanking to replace all the black stars who decided Oklahoma City wasn’t the place to be.

Kevin Durant is in New York. James Harden and Russell Westbrook are in Houston… and I’ll ne pulling for them if Klay Thompson can’t come back in time this season. Paul George and Patrick Patterson are in Los Angeles with the Clippers. Victor Oladipo and Domas Sabonis are in Indiana. And Serge Ibaka is now a Canadian in Toronto with an NBA champions ring and a big grin on his face. Fuck Reggie Jackson.

As I sit here I ask myself this question… if I were a black NBA star would I stay in Oklahoma City beyond the constraints of the second contract which constrains players to move to another city?

I’d be a proud black man. I’d have some Bill Russell in me. I couldn’t just sit quietly and listen to dumb white people saying dumb white trash type of things. I’d have a problem with all this in Oklahoma. I’d have a problem being in a state in which the just deposed two term governor wouldn’t meet with Barack Obama when he visited the city.

Maybe I was black in a previous life.

If I were black I’d want to play for Pop or Steve Kerr or maybe Dwayne Casey. I might even turn out to be racist with my contempt for dumb white people.

I’d probably at some point have to escape to Toronto as I’ve chronicled on here from time to time.

But for now I’m writing a blog and taking notes in Oklahoma City.

Make America Great Again…please don’t vote for Donald Trump.

Trump’s Lasting Damage To America

Trump’s lasting legacy will be that it will be okay with the evangelicals, the military, and with fiscal conservatives if their president is a pathological liar and an overt racist.

This will be the presidential legacy of Donald Trump.

Lindsey Graham and Mike Pence have no problem with this whatsoever.

Our institutions haven’t failed us… we failed them.

Here’s Bill Weld on the legacy of Trump Republicanism.

President Obama: Once Was Not Enough

If I were a black veteran player for the Thunder there’s no way in hell I would want to play in Oklahoma City if I didn’t have to by the constraints of a contract. There’s no way I would insult my own integrity playing in a state which went by just under 70% for the racist Donald Trump. That would bother me.

So as we sit here today…Kevin is in Brooklyn, James and Russell are in Houston, PG and Patrick are in LA, Jerami is in Denver, Serge is in Toronto and the Thunder sit as a team staring oblivion in the eye for the next several years.

By the constraints of the NBA’s collective bargaining agreement it is now apparent top level black NBA players don’t consider Oklahoma City and it’s regressive rural mentality as a landing spot beyond the rookie scale contract and the second contract in which teams still have the right to match offers.

I’ll go further, my grandson will be born in around two months. Would I want him to grow up in a culture which doesn’t respect the rights of all people?

No.

I thought the people in Oklahoma were better than this. I thought if nothing else there was an inherit decency here in spite of the obvious educational issues.

What we found out instead, no pun intended, was that two tax cuts trump anything attached to human decency. We found out in Oklahoma the people would overwhelmingly elect a pig if he gives them a little more money.

So as we sit here in Oklahoma City staring NBA oblivion in the face this basketball season with no Christmas Day game, no national television games, and not even sure to what degree the team will be tanking—perhaps all Oklahomans can reflect and search for their own better angels.

The color of one’s skin does not define their character.

PUTIN-Trump: Rigging Elections Since 2016

So I’m working this morning in Quail Creek very close to the golf course/country club and I drive by this very nice home with a blue and white sign which simply said:

PUTIN-Trump: Rigging Elections Since 2016

Putin in caps. Douchebag in lower case—as their relationship should dictate.

It floored me. Right here in the heart of the oil and gas Trump Deplorable base this sign was placed by the curb.

I started screaming and laughing while honking the horn then drove off. But upon thinking about it…I went around the block and came back to the house to see if could get a couple of these signs.

I go up to the door and a nice looking blonde named Marcy greets me.

I said, “The sign—that sign—where can I get some of those signs?”

She smiles and then asks,” You don’t think it’s too much?”

“Well, how long has it been it up and have you received any death threats yet?”

“Three weeks and it’s still there,” she replies.

“I love your audacity. Can you get me a couple?”

I leave Marcy my cell number and a few hours later she says she’ll order two for me.

As the acting HOA president of my almost exclusively mostly white GOP community—this won’t play well if I plant one of these signs in my front lawn. But I’m no fucking cupcake like that pussy Lindsey Graham. If it means my own impeachment…so be it.

Can’t wait to get my two signs.

I’m the only non-black to have not voted for Caligula.

How ironic.. I’ll be the one being impeached instead of the human junk bond.

Barack Obama Has a 97% Approval Rating

I hate to write I told you so, but I told you so.

And this doesn’t come from a liberal per se. This comes from a moderate who until Barack Obama ran for president hadn’t voted for a Democratic candidate. To be frank, I may not have even voted for Obama then if John McCain hadn’t insulted my intelligence by nominating Crazy Sarah Palin as his vice-president. I could have voted for McCain otherwise.

But I did vote for Obama twice and would vote for him again given what I see on the political landscape.

It’s not a policy thing. I don’t agree with him on everything. He never ever should have drawn a red line in Syria and then stood still.

But here’s the thing…as a person I admire and respect him. His words if nothing else remind me that the President of the United States shouldn’t carry himself like a fourth grade level punk.

Given the fact we live in a politically divided country, I must not be alone in this sentiment given Barack Obama currently has an unheard 97% approval rating almost three years after he left office.

In most settings in Oklahoma…I could never even say this publicly. This is why you will never… ever… ever… ever here Billy Donovan or Sam Presti or Clay Bennett say anything about Donald Trump. They can’t if they wanted to because they’d lose half or more of their season ticket holders the next week.

Steve Kerr can say it. Greg Popovich can say it. But Billy Donovan can’t.

So I’ll say it for them on my blog from time to time. I guess we don’t have free speech in Oklahoma..eh.

President Obama… we miss you.

Joe Biden Goes Jon Meacham in Iowa Today

Joe Biden gave a wonderful speech today in Iowa. It was not a campaign speech. It was not a policy speech. It was a speech which reached for our hearts and the hope the better angels in us emerge at some point during this Donald Trump era of history.

Jon Meacham very well could have written this speech. It read like an outline of our history from Lincoln to the present and our constant struggles with racism in America. I’m fairly certain Joe Biden has read The Soul of America by Jon Meacham. It should be read by all 330 million Americans if they read but one book this year.

Donald Trump is our version of a George Wallace/Richard Nixon clone. It is on us that he occupies the White House. It is on us to make sure he vacates it in a year and a half.

America’s soul is an ideal. The American Dream is its doctrine. Donald Trump hasn’t a clue on either count.

This is on us.

Our collective soul depends on if we answer the call.