Posted On: Friday - February 12th 2021 11:07PM MST
In Topics:   Music  Political Correctness  Race/Genetics
she drinks a lager drink, she drinks a cider drink ...
In this final post on Tubmania, continued from here and here, we'll have to do this while the Peak Stupidity lawyers are away celebrating Black History Month down in the Cayman Islands. (There's something about company bidness too, so's they can write it off.) I didn't pass the bar yet myself, but I know enough to cover our asses here: Disclaimer: We at Peak Stupidity have no idea of whether enhancing US currency is legal or not.
It was fun when we were kids. We'd draw a joint hanging out of the mouth of historical figures in the history books and maybe sexual organs or devil horns or something. We could start defacing the Tubman Twenties right away, with mustaches, maybe some whips and chains, or, yeah, a joint hanging out of her mouth. Get creative. Cashiers and bank tellers still have still gotta take them - tell 'em that's the way you got the bills. There's plenty of plausible deniability to go around. I know, "we're grownups. I! GET! THAT! I'm just not taking this crap lying down.
They say ridicule works pretty well against Political Correctness and Totalitarians ... that and long guns, of course..
I know I'll hear that this is not the biggest issue in the world, compared to the immigration invasion and the China-controlled Bai Dien administration selling out the rest of our country to China and calling patriots "domestic terrorists". That's not to even mention the financial SHTF moment that is coming, like it or not. On these social issues, though, we just can't keep letting ourselves get pushed around and taken advantage of. My Dad really emphasized that for me as an individual, not letting myself get taken advantage of. It'd be great if White Americans collectively would take a little bit of my Dad's advice and quit letting themselves get pushed around. We've still got some control over this stuff.
How about a start here? Let's run this Harriet Tubman currency into the ground. A little Tubthumping is in order. We get knocked down, but we get up again, they're never gonna keep us down!
This song comes out of nowhere, and it seemed to come of of nowhere when it was first on the radio, in 1997. It's a weird one, at first seeming a little too much like rap to continue listening to. It gets good though, and I like that "Danny Boy" bit by the female singer stuck in there. I'd never heard another song by this British band Chumbawamba before that and never have since. It brings back memories of a single month, I'd guess November of 1997.