I once wrote a post about an episode of “Tony ‘Brown’s Journal” I watched in the eighties where Tony Brown talked to famous black athletes such as Kareem Abdul Jabbar and Edwin Moses. At the end of the episode Tony Brown put forth the question, “What is a champion?” One of the things several of these athletes emphasized had to do with how a champion faces down adversity. They all said that the crowd and the general public was not always going to be with you, but a that a champion will persevere through those times. They said that a champion was not a guy who ALWAYS wins, but who could persevere through times off loss and come out of it a champion.
I really took that to heart when I watched these men say those things. My world dropped a big, giant, steaming turd on my head a couple of months later, in September of 1986 at a party where I tried to connect with “Donna.” When I wrote the post on this blog about that episode of “Tony Brown’s Journal” in the late twenty-tens, I was still living down the fallout from those times. I guess what I wrote on that blog post sounded like a big joke to a lot of people out there.
This past weekend, once again, I came face to face with the notion that I have an internet presence that I did not consent to. This guessed-at internet presence may have quite a large audience. The audience for this internet presence may include a lot of women I don’t know and a lot of people, men and women both, that I do know. What do I want to do about it? I want to be patient about it. I want to be patient and look for my opportunity to act. Then, I will administer this internet presence yet another righteous ass kicking of a kind not unlike the righteous ass kickings I have already doled out.
In November of 2018, I first guessed at this internet presence on this blog. That was the first ass kicking, I reckon. In October of 2021, I masterfully approached that former cashier for social reasons while she bagged groceries at her job. Ass kicking number two. Ass kicking number three came in November of 2023. Fuck you. Are you ready for ass kicking number four? I got all day to administer number four.
I really took that to heart when I watched these men say those things. My world dropped a big, giant, steaming turd on my head a couple of months later, in September of 1986 at a party where I tried to connect with “Donna.” When I wrote the post on this blog about that episode of “Tony Brown’s Journal” in the late twenty-tens, I was still living down the fallout from those times. I guess what I wrote on that blog post sounded like a big joke to a lot of people out there.
This past weekend, once again, I came face to face with the notion that I have an internet presence that I did not consent to. This guessed-at internet presence may have quite a large audience. The audience for this internet presence may include a lot of women I don’t know and a lot of people, men and women both, that I do know. What do I want to do about it? I want to be patient about it. I want to be patient and look for my opportunity to act. Then, I will administer this internet presence yet another righteous ass kicking of a kind not unlike the righteous ass kickings I have already doled out.
In November of 2018, I first guessed at this internet presence on this blog. That was the first ass kicking, I reckon. In October of 2021, I masterfully approached that former cashier for social reasons while she bagged groceries at her job. Ass kicking number two. Ass kicking number three came in November of 2023. Fuck you. Are you ready for ass kicking number four? I got all day to administer number four.
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