When you are dumber than dumb-you resort to arguments that offer nothing beyond self-centered diatribes that show just how stupid and ignorant you really are. If you ignore 9/11, Iraq(twice) and Afghanistan in favor of yelling about, and incorrectly politicizing the deaths in Benghazi-you need help in a hurry. Just ask Rush-I’m sure he could give you the proper pills that would procure a second of temporary sanity.~Daryl
I’ll keep it short, because since the inception of this blog-I felt LeBron was going to return home. I criticized the implementation of the so-called “Decision” but I never questioned his right to leave. Of course, being from Akron, I have heard “inside” rumblings of his return, but it wasn’t until Friday before last…that my opinion became reality. ‘Former’ Miami Heat teammate Mario Chalmers has recently stated that he would never think that someone would choose Cleveland over Miami.
Well, Dude-the best basketball player/global icon on the planet did just that. He chose his roots over the phony glitz, multiple sets of fake tits, and the glamour of a Ritz-Carlton on South Beach. He chose Lake Effect Snow over the land of “Blow.” He selected the land that provided his first pair of britches over a place full of overly made-up, fake-ass bitches. He is simply coming home!!!
Best of Luck&Welcome Back to the streets, roads, avenues and highways that connect our common community. Godspeed My young brother~Daryl
Check-Out my original post=”Lebron Is From Akron-He Left Cleveland.”-In a revision almost a year later, I updated it with info about a possible return home.
I’m just as concerned for little brown-skinned children being brutalized, murdered and disrespected in Palestine and along our so-called ‘border’ as I am for those dying in The Ukraine. Right-wing pundits are going nuts about a plane being shot down by pro-Russian losers, yet they turn their backs on, and, in fact, encourage the escalating Israeli violence that is raining blood down on Palestinian streets at an appalling rate.
Drug cartels continue to mutilate and murder innocent children throughout Central America and Mexico. As they seek refuge at the border, they are greeted with loaded weapons by a bunch of thimble-dicked teabillies too stupid to spell ABC let alone properly represent the home of the brave…land of the free. I’d be willing to bet if these “refugees” looked more like the children from The Ukraine-they would be welcomed with open arms and a fucking parade.
“I believe that one day we will have to answer for our actions and our inactions. My faith teaches that ‘if a stranger dwells with you in your land, you shall not mistreat him,’ but rather ‘love him as yourself;” – Deval Patrick (D-Governor, Massachusetts)
What more can really be expected? These so-called patriots would rather stand at the border screaming at innocent ‘foreign’ children and not volunteering at a food bank that benefits the black and brown-skinned children of their own country. Many of these rednecks have negative opinions about Israel, yet they readily back its brutality against The Palestinians. We need immediate intervention because of those victims in The Ukraine, but it’s acceptable for Israel to violate a cease-fire agreement prematurely…only to kill more predominantly brown-skinned babies in response to the demonic ADULT-led Hamas.
Give me a fucking break! The stench of death, especially concerning the innocent among us…is the same whether it emanates from Trujillo, Tubas, Tijuana, Toledo,Ohio or Truskavets. No matter what color-PEOPLE MAKE THE WORLD GO ROUND~Daryl
I think there’s just one kind of folks. Folks.
To Kill a Mockingbird
Scout, Chapter 23.
Face it, like it or not, we live in a society that consistently breeds overly assertive assholes like this idiot. David Nicosia slapped the well-respected 79-year-old Cook County Judge Arnette Hubbard in the face because he wanted her to put out her cigarette. Not only did he slap her, he spit on her, and called her Rosa Parks. Nicosia could have walked away from her-it was outside…not in an enclosed room etc. Instead, he chose to be a first-class prick, overstepping his bounds of ignorance…ready to put “those” people in their proper place and space.
George Zimmerman murdered an unarmed teenager because he just didn’t look like he belonged on the block. Despite being told to back-the-fuck-off-this overzealous, pathetic, Pillsbury dough-boy pussy persisted in his unwarranted pursuit of Trayvon Martin. This bloated bitch started a fight with a teenager armed only with Skittles and Iced Tea. He was deservedly getting what little brains he ever possessed bashed into the pavement and he defended the indefensible-HE killed someone who HE picked a fight with. Boy George should have kept his punk-ass in his car like the police told him.
Michael Dunn didn’t appreciate Jordan Davis and his “thug” friends blasting their “rap crap” in a public parking lot. He had the audacity to tell them to turn it down-they appropriately told him to go fuck himself. He admittedly was growing tired of black people and their “attitudes” so he manifested his hatred by way of firing bullets into an SUV full of black teens…killing Jordan Davis. FOR THE FUCK WHAT? loud hip-hop? Dunn should have gotten his ignorant ass in his car and drove off into the night. Instead, it was up to HIM to show “those people” where they belong.
David Nicosia is merely the latest example of an idiot that simply can’t keep himself out of other people’s business. This guy should have his head permanently separated from his neck and shoulders, yet like Zimmerman and Dunn, his smirk of stupidity and unearned privilege will stay alive and well…while others have experienced NOTHING but unnecessary death and disrespect due to their arrogant sense of entitlement.~Daryl
The King could not have explained his reasons for coming home any better!
Before anyone ever cared where I would play basketball, I was a kid from Northeast Ohio. It’s where I walked. It’s where I ran. It’s where I cried. It’s where I bled. It holds a special place in my heart. People there have seen me grow up. I sometimes feel like I’m their son. Their passion can be overwhelming. But it drives me. I want to give them hope when I can. I want to inspire them when I can. My relationship with Northeast Ohio is bigger than basketball. I didn’t realize that four years ago. I do now.
Remember when I was sitting up there at the Boys & Girls Club in 2010? I was thinking, This is really tough. I could feel it. I was leaving something I had spent a long time creating. If I had to do it all over again, I’d obviously do things differently, but I’d still have left. Miami, for me, has been almost like college for other kids. These past four years helped raise me into who I am. I became a better player and a better man. I learned from a franchise that had been where I wanted to go. I will always think of Miami as my second home. Without the experiences I had there, I wouldn’t be able to do what I’m doing today.
I went to Miami because of D-Wade and CB. We made sacrifices to keep UD. I loved becoming a big bro to Rio. I believed we could do something magical if we came together. And that’s exactly what we did! The hardest thing to leave is what I built with those guys. I’ve talked to some of them and will talk to others. Nothing will ever change what we accomplished. We are brothers for life. I also want to thank Micky Arison and Pat Riley for giving me an amazing four years.
I’m doing this essay because I want an opportunity to explain myself uninterrupted. I don’t want anyone thinking: He and Erik Spoelstra didn’t get along. … He and Riles didn’t get along. … The Heat couldn’t put the right team together. That’s absolutely not true.
I’m not having a press conference or a party. After this, it’s time to get to work.
When I left Cleveland, I was on a mission. I was seeking championships, and we won two. But Miami already knew that feeling. Our city hasn’t had that feeling in a long, long, long time. My goal is still to win as many titles as possible, no question. But what’s most important for me is bringing one trophy back to Northeast Ohio.
I always believed that I’d return to Cleveland and finish my career there. I just didn’t know when. After the season, free agency wasn’t even a thought. But I have two boys and my wife, Savannah, is pregnant with a girl. I started thinking about what it would be like to raise my family in my hometown. I looked at other teams, but I wasn’t going to leave Miami for anywhere except Cleveland. The more time passed, the more it felt right. This is what makes me happy.
To make the move I needed the support of my wife and my mom, who can be very tough. The letter from Dan Gilbert, the booing of the Cleveland fans, the jerseys being burned — seeing all that was hard for them. My emotions were more mixed. It was easy to say, “OK, I don’t want to deal with these people ever again.” But then you think about the other side. What if I were a kid who looked up to an athlete, and that athlete made me want to do better in my own life, and then he left? How would I react? I’ve met with Dan, face-to-face, man-to-man. We’ve talked it out. Everybody makes mistakes. I’ve made mistakes as well. Who am I to hold a grudge?
I’m not promising a championship. I know how hard that is to deliver. We’re not ready right now. No way. Of course, I want to win next year, but I’m realistic. It will be a long process, much longer than it was in 2010. My patience will get tested. I know that. I’m going into a situation with a young team and a new coach. I will be the old head. But I get a thrill out of bringing a group together and helping them reach a place they didn’t know they could go. I see myself as a mentor now and I’m excited to lead some of these talented young guys. I think I can help Kyrie Irving become one of the best point guards in our league. I think I can help elevate Tristan Thompson and Dion Waiters. And I can’t wait to reunite with Anderson Varejao, one of my favorite teammates.
But this is not about the roster or the organization. I feel my calling here goes above basketball. I have a responsibility to lead, in more ways than one, and I take that very seriously. My presence can make a difference in Miami, but I think it can mean more where I’m from. I want kids in Northeast Ohio, like the hundreds of Akron third-graders I sponsor through my foundation, to realize that there’s no better place to grow up. Maybe some of them will come home after college and start a family or open a business. That would make me smile. Our community, which has struggled so much, needs all the talent it can get.
In Northeast Ohio, nothing is given. Everything is earned. You work for what you have.
I’m ready to accept the challenge. I’m coming home.
If you don’t vote, then keep your opinions about the Republican sewer sludge that you hate so much to yourself. The sub-human intellect that dominates the Tea Party has got you hoodwinked with their demonic agenda. Be the boss of these hateful bastards by virtue of a vote vs. a note or joke! You complain about standing too long in line to cast a fucking vote-Think about those that came before you-They could have permanently lost the promise of their progeny…because they had the audacity to dream of THAT which you recklessly take for granted.~DR~