Friday, October 28, 2016

Hillary Clinton's Townhall Meeting - 2 Days to Hydrate


So I am at a town hall meeting in this huge Black Church. We are in the basement in the meeting hall.  The building is one of those old historical churches, dating back at least a hundred years. The architecture is beautiful and the building is filled with old Victorian furniture. High ceilings steep winding stairs take us down to the basement meeting all. I am upstairs in what could be called the mezzanine area and they have a huge wide screen television playing a video of the announcement that they have constructed a Hillary Clinton statue, that will travel the world hitting 500 cities in celebration of her victory in becoming the President of the United States. The first woman to ever do so.

All I can do is shake my head at the mad hysteria that is going on over this election and the very idea that they already have the statue ready to go tells me that she has already been "selected" to be the next President of the United States. But who listens to me???

I am upstairs watching the video screen. The building is so huge and spacious that I can see the video screen from where I am without obstruction to my view. The meeting is taking place downstairs and you can hear everything from where I am sitting with a long time friend of mine, RSR. (I won't reveal his name cause he may watch this video, LOL) But I do believe he is a Hillary Supporter. It's a few days after my birthday and as usual, he has forgotten it but he has given me plenty of little gifts to make up for lost time. So while they are down stairs cheering the statue that is about to travel to 500 cities around the globe after Hillary is "selected" I am standing at a table and going through the gifts he brought me, all cute little things. Cards, Flowers, wall hangings, etc.
"Oh wow, I love presents!!" I exclaim as I open up one box after the other.
"I also brought you some children." He says, jokingly.
"Um Children??!! At my age, I don't think I need any children." I say definitively. I didn't want to hurt his feelings, but at 65, I certainly didn't need no children. He was just kidding and showed me that he brought me something the grandchildren can play with. It was an ensemble of materials the children can use for their drawing since they both seem to love to draw.

We both laugh.
"Well, thank you so much, that was really, really sweet of you to buy me all these gifts. I forgive you for being a few days late after my birthday."
I pack everything up and get it ready for the drive home after we leave the Church.
We sit down and during the whole time he has his arm around my shoulder like old times. It feels comfy so I don't complain.

From where we are seated we can hear everything. The acoustics in this building are amazing!
After the video ends the people begin to discuss their anticipation over having Hillary as the next president. The discussion gets really lively and everyone seems to be cheerful and excited about the prospect.
Then I hear a voice above the crowd speak out.
"I was dehydrated once!" a woman says.
They must be talking about Hillary's dehydration episode.
The meeting hall gets really quiet. I was like yeah! Somebody's gonna tell the truth for once in they life.
There are two ministers, or deacons who are officiating at this meeting. It is rather laid back as far as I can tell because they didn't go through the usual praying and laying on of hands, more like a social gathering more than anything else. And of course, as you will find in most Black Churches there are mostly women in attendance. The ministers are dressed in their Sunday best and of course they are males!! But I digress.
Back to the silence that fell over the attendees when she exclaimed, "I was dehydrated once!"

It blurted out of her mouth so quickly, I don't think she even realized she said that.
One of the Deacons/ministers responds.
"Really? What happened and how did that go for you?"
"Well, I was fine, it took me 2 days……. I mean a half hour to recover. But I was fine."
I guess I am mostly proactive in my dreams and my dreams stories cause I shot up out of my seat and surprised my friend by my reaction.
"Did you hear her, did you hear her? First she says 2 days, then she quickly backs it up by saying a half hour! That's ridiculous! And she in the Church telling that big fat lie. I am going down there. I am gonna find that woman, I bet you I know who said that. I am gonna get one of them bibles and make her swear on it. You just watch me!"
In a flash, I am down them steps to find that woman. I could tell where she was probably located due to the way the sound traveled up through the mezzanine, she was probably right beneath us. The steps are wide and a lot of them too, but I was gonna get down there and confront her before they change the subject, cause I heard that.
When I get down there I say loudly.
"So, who was it that said she was dehydrated once and recovered in a half hour???"
The silence returned to the meeting attendees. You could hear a pin drop. Nobody wanted to admit it and nobody wanted to point out the person who said it.
The people were sitting in chairs, in no particular order, lining the walls and in some were in what appeared to be a doorway to another room. You know how churches are they have doorways, and kitchens and after school programs and all kinds of stuff going on in those basements. So use your imagination.
I see three well used bibles, each at different locations around the meeting hall, none of them are in anyone's hands, they are on tables, small tables, like they are resting there, just in case they are needed to be used.
"Okay, y'all, you are in a church and you know you better be right in here." I am using their own dogma now and I am in high gear.
"Give me one of those bibles…. I want that person who said they recovered in a half hour to put their hands straight here on this bible and say it again, that they recovered from dehydration in a half hour!!! Come on now, we in church, you supposed be on your best behavior when you are in Church!!"
I could feel my friend watching me over the banister of the mezzanine but he was NOT gonna come down there, not at all! Just let me handle it.
Nobody would move, and it was getting even more and more quiet down there.
"Awwww come on y'all, if it's the truth, and if you did recover in a half hour, you shouldn't have any trouble admitting it and swearing on this bible right here."

I don't even believe in that Bible, but I know they do, or they are supposed to believe in it, and if they are telling the truth, they would have no trouble swearing on it.
"I'm waiting……!!!"
Finally, a somewhat elderly woman, maybe 65 or so, pushes a young teenage girl out to put her hand on the Bible for her.
I am shocked!!
"Now how in the world are you gonna push that young girl out to swear for you when you are the one who said it?
Now you done committed two sins (I don't believe in sin, but they do so it will work here)! One for telling that lie and the other for making someone stand in for you for telling that lie. Supposed you dropped dead right here and now, are you gonna stand before God and say your granddaughter did it?? Well, you are in God's House (I don't believe God needs a house) and you are doing that right now and what do you think God is gonna think about you???  Or any of y'all who let her do that.??"
I shake my head at all these self righteous Hillary supporters. They sit here and allow themselves to go along with a lie and laugh and be cheerful about it. It don't make no sense.
As I turn to go back up the stairs, one of the deacons who left the area during my tirade, returns with a tall glass of liquor for the lady who just went through the ordeal.
"Here's a little drink for your trouble." he says. "It's a fine brandy that I am sure you will enjoy."

I am really shaking my head now, I can't believe it! She lied, she tried to get her granddaughter to stand in for her and then she is rewarded, by the minister with a tall glass of the finest brandy!!!!!!!
We pass each other, and I am outdone, and still shaking my head, how in the world, in the so called Lord's house, can these people carry on like this. Unbelievable.
When I get back up to the mezzanine my friend welcomes me with open arms and says
"Don't worry about it, it ain't that deep."
 I just start shaking my head at him too.

I really wish it were true, that it really wasn't that deep, but unfortunately it is. People  have been literally brainwashed and rewarded for being so. It's a sad state of affairs indeed.







She’s not president yet! Hillary Clinton gets monument in Albania (VIDEO) 

This took place, June, 2016

BUT CHECK OUT THE VIEW COUNT UNDER THIS VIDEO, SMDH

US presidential elections are still months away, but a city in Albania has already erected a monument to Hillary Clinton. Another Albanian city already has a statue of George W. Bush, while Bill Clinton was honored by a statue in Albanian-held Kosovo.
A bust of Hillary Clinton was unveiled Thursday in Sarandë, a tourist town of some 20,000 people in southern Albania. The monument is intended to represent Clinton “as a woman in politics, as a representative of the old Albania-US friendship, for her contribution to the Albanian nation in different historical moments,” the city authorities said, according to AP.
The monument was a way of thanking the “American people and government for what they have done for the Albanian people and nation,” said Florjana Koka, mayor of Sarandë, specifically citing Clinton’s involvement with the Albanian community in the US, and her advocacy on behalf of ethnic Albanians in the Serbian province of Kosovo.
“Clinton gives us the model of women in politics, diplomacy and governing at the most democratic country in the world,”said Koka.
NATO bombed the then-Yugoslavia for 78 days in 1999, claiming the Yugoslav security forces were committing “genocide” against the Albanians in Kosovo. Up to 14,000 people were killed in the conflict. In June 1999, the province was occupied by a NATO-dominated peacekeeping force and turned over to ethnic Albanian separatists, who declared independence from Serbia in 2008. One political faction continues to advocate the establishment of what they call “Natural Albania,” to include more Serbian territory as well as parts of Greece, Montenegro and Macedonia.
“Albanians wherever they are, will be grateful to the Clinton family and the American people,” said Agim Shahini, leader of the Business Alliance of Kosovo, who was at the ceremony in Sarandë.

The monument features Clinton’s signature, in cursive relief, and a dedication from the “Diplomatic Mission Peace and Prosperity,” an Albanian-centered international lobbying organization created by former US diplomat Richard Holbrooke in the late 1990s.
This is not the first time the Albanians have honored the Clintons. A gilded statue of Bill Clinton, dedicated in November 2009, overlooks the Bill Clinton Boulevard in Pristina, the capital of Kosovo.
Former US President George W. Bush also has a statue; the monument in Fushë-Krujë, in Albania proper, was erected in 2011 to mark his 2007 visit.
Statues to US presidents can be found in many corners of the world. Rutherford B. Hayes (1877-81) is popular in Paraguay. Abraham Lincoln (1861-65) has multiple monuments in Mexico and one in Cuba. A statue of Harry Truman (1945-53) is a popular spot in Athens, Greece, while Dwight Eisenhower (1953-61) stands guard outside the US Embassy in London. There is even a fire-spewing statue of President Barack Obama in China – and a controversial monument to Obama as a boy in Jakarta, Indonesia, erected in 2010.
Clinton’s statue in Sarandë may well be the first and only monument to a US presidential candidate, however.

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