There’s no doubt about it that Hollywood is a liberal club of out of touch, egomaniacal dorks… Then on the right you have the Palin brats getting reality TV shows for being nothing more than shitty human beings.
I guess I’ve never seen it being an issue of their race, and more a situation of just disagreeing with their politics. But I agree that anyone playing the Uncle Tom card on black conservatives need to have their asses booted from the realm of credibility.
Well, Tor, not that I want to open up a big ole can of worms here, but their race is the issue.
Agree on the can of worms. I’m not saying you don’t know what you’re talking about on this, I just don’t see it being a mainstream issue with the left (or moderate left anyway).
A personal hero of mine is Sheamus.
Ted Williams Pro baseball player, Marine aviator during two wars, put professional career on hold for military service..............ABSOLUTELY DESPISE Muhamid Ali.....absolute coward.
I don't know if I could name one person. There are many admirable men out there.
My Grandfather. He ran a hardware store in southern Indiana through the Great Depression. He and his wife raised two kids. He died in house own living room, in his chair, with a half-drunk Manhattan on his table at the age of 96.
At his memorial service a middle-aged man showed up whom nobody knew, and asked to speak. He said when he was a kid he lived on the outskirts of town and was dirt-poor and everybody looked down on him and his family. He had a paper route and used to stop and eye a bike in the front window of my grandfather's store. It was something like $20 and way out of his range. One day my grandfather called him into the store and talked to him about the bike. The kid had a plan, or more like a daydream; he could take on a bigger paper route with the bike, and make more money, and pay off the bike a little at a time, but it would take maybe a year. My grandfather typed up a contract and schedule, and they both signed it. The man said he put paying my grandfather back at the top of his priorities, and paid him early. Later, he said, he became the first person in his family to graduate from high school, then college; then he founded his own business and sent his own kids to college, and the one thing he would always regret and never be able to fix was that he had never taken the chance, as an adult, to thank my grandfather for taking a chance on a kid nobody else would have.
I kind of think my grandfather knew. He was a good man. there area lot of other stories about him, too. Before he died he apologized to me for not having done more to support my family financially. We were dirt poor. But, as he said, my father was financially incompetent and would have wasted the money. He did find an opportunity to help my parents buy a house for us; my parents still live there. He was absolutely right. My dad would have wasted the money had he given it outright. But they own the house outright.
He also had some great stories about playing the clarinet in speakeasies during the '20s, and having a little deal where he would borrow his father's truck (during Prohibition); and go and park at the end of a roadhouse parking lot and have a piece of pie, making sure to be inside for at least half an hour. Then he would drive the truck to another roadhouse across the county; park at the end of the lot and have another piece of pie; also staying inside for at least half an hour. When he came out, there would be money under the front seat. He had a little bit of rogue in him at times.
Otherwise, maybe Sir Ernest Shackleton.