Apr 4, 2017

"THE NIGHTMARE" (Forwarded message) ..........[UPDATE: RIP Mike.]

This mass-mailed, multi-forwarded message was sent to me by an irl Facebook friend who has no idea that I'm the antithesis of his political and social views. I get a regular spate of tasteless e-mails from him and a couple others, but there's something special about this one. Just the idea that Democrats are pariah like the Blacks, Hispanics, Homosexuals and others that they disdain is unique among other messages. I can't figure this guy out, because his family have been working class for generations. No business owners...Factory workers. Oh well!

-----Original Message-----


From: revrag70@xxxxx
To: chb943@xxxxx
Sent: Thu, Oct 14, 2010 8:35 pm
Subject: The Nightmare





 In the nightmare I found myself nude in bed. I was looking at a mirror on the ceiling and I discovered that I am a Negro...and I'm circumcised!

 
Quickly I sat up, found my pants, looked in the pockets to find my driver's license photo and it was that same color; Black.

 
I felt myself being very depressed, downcast and sitting in a chair.

 
But it's a wheelchair! 

 
That means, of course, besides being black and Jewish, I'm also disabled!

 
I said to myself, aloud, "This is impossible. It's impossible that I should be black and Jewish and disabled."

 
"It's the pure and holy truth", whispers someone from behind me.

 
I turn around and it's my boyfriend.

 
Just what I needed!

 
I am a homosexual, and on top of that, I have a Mexican boyfriend.

 
Oh, my God; black, Jewish, disabled, gay with a Mexican boyfriend, a drug addict and HIV-positive!

 
Desperate, I begin to shout, cry and pull my hair…Oh, noooooo...I'm bald!

 
The telephone rings.

 
It's my brother.

 
He is saying, "Since mom and dad died, the only thing you do is hang out, take drugs, and hang around all day doing nothing. Get a job you worthless piece of crap... ANY JOB!"

 
Mom?   Dad?    Nooooooooo... Now I'm also an unemployed orphan!

 
I try to explain to my brother how hard it is to find a job when you are black, Jewish, disabled, gay with a Mexican boyfriend; a drug addict, HIV positive, bald, and an orphan.

 
But he doesn't get it.

 
Frustrated, I hang up.

 
It's then I realize I only have one hand!

 
With tears in my eyes I go to the window to look out.

 
I see I live in a shanty-town full of cardboard and tin houses! There is trash everywhere.

 
Suddenly I feel a sharp pain near my pacemaker. Pacemaker?

 
Besides being black, Jewish, disabled, a fairy with a Mexican boyfriend, a drug addict, HIV positive, bald, orphaned, unemployed, an invalid with one hand and have a bad heart, I live in a crappy neighborhood.

 
At that very moment my boyfriend approaches and says to me, "Sweetie pie, my love, my little black heart throb, have you decided what you are going to wear to Washington, D.C. to see Obama?"

 
Say it isn't so! I can handle being a black, disabled, one armed, drug addicted, Jewish homosexual on a pacemaker who is HIV positive, bald, orphaned, unemployed and who lives in a slum with a Mexican boyfriend, but please, oh dear God, please don't tell me I'm a Democrat,too!





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