Attila The Honey

‘My name is Khan’ is not a film you can dismiss lightly – and will spark much debate and discussion. The biggest criticism is that it is pro Muslim and appeals more to emotion than fact. The film is about a human being that will invoke emotion mainly in the Muslim community.

Personally, I found the music beautiful but the storyline tedious and they might have consulted with Allah before making this film for He might have suggested to the filmmakers that God could have created the world ten times over in the time it took to make ‘My Name is Khan.’ By time the popcorn is sold out, the viewer doesn’t give a damn. As usual Americans are portrayed in a derogatory way after 9/11.

I’d like to make a movie called “Attila loves America and if you don’t -  please go home!”

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Finally, Obama ‘Sir Change-a-Lot’ in shining armor has risen. Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition because the American public grew to hate George W. spectator.org/archives/2009/01/14/george-w-bush-winner They blamed global warming on George W. The farmers blamed their bad crops on George W., women blamed George W. when their husbands ran for Viagra, black people (oh, excuse me – I should have said, ‘People of Color’) blamed George W. for between 9.4 and 14M black Africans who were sold as slaves primarily by black African slave traders and sold to the colonies generations ago/en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Atlantic_slave_trade, George W. was blamed for the high divorce rate, the whole world hated George W. because well – they didn’t quite know why – they just knew they hated him for having been elected to serve two terms as President of the United States during very troubled times. The media hated George W. the most for keeping this country safe for 8 years since 9/11. Why? Because bad news is big business…and keeping Americans safe on American soil just didn’t cut it for papers like the New York Times who feeds on dishing out national secrets and counting the heads of dead Americans. Perhaps that’s one of the reasons their circulation is at the bottom of the barrel. But hey! We aren’t suppose to question our new Socialist Messiah. Obama ‘Sir Change-a-Lot’ in shining armor has risen and when he rose – he passed laws cloaked in poison – when he had promised transparency and truthfulness in government.  He pushed laws through by a Congress so ignorant in their adoration of this dysfunctional President – that they pass these laws without reading what they said -and worse yet – the Obama administration never explains to the public what these laws mean in common sense language, how these laws will affect their lives and then – have enough respect for the people who are paying their salaries and lifetime perks – to get some type heads up from those American people before taking a final vote. These laws are profound in their defiance of everything the Founding Fathers wrote and stood for.

But Praise God, Obama ‘Sir Change-a-Lot’ in shining armor has risen and he knows in his soul that he is the reincarnation of not only the great Knights of old but also Abraham Lincoln and maybe even the Jesus Christ.

Well, those are mighty big shoes to fill but it’s clear from his actions that Obama ‘Sir Change-a-Lot’ in shining armor has risen. All those that George W. coined as the evil empire are now in Sir Change-a-Lot’s ‘Can’t we all get along‘ Infamy Hall of Fame. Perhaps the photo below is proof enough of Sir Change-a-Lot’s ‘turn the other cheek’ love that is omnipresent, omniscient, and just downright Omnipotent – Let’s all praise the Lord and pass the ammunition. He has risen!

Now isn’t this a cozy photo op? What does it matter that Iran hates America and would love to have that destroyed trophy on it’s wall! littlegreenfootballs.com/article/34050_Ahmadinejad_Mocks_Obamas_Change_Slogan

Every night before Sir Change-a-Lot in shining armor retires – when he finally gets that heavy metal off his back, he kneels in a guarded room made private only to him in order to secure both the Christian and the Muslim votes. www.bible.ca/islam/islam-history.htm. In this secret of all secret rooms, he had a bust made of conjoined twins. One twin is Jesus Christ and the other is Muhammad. He blindfolds himself and says, “What would Jesus do?” Now being a rather impatient and highly arrogant ruler, he figures that since he gave Jesus two minutes to answer and got nothing but silence, he then says “Allah be praised…this is your game man – now what the hell do you want me to do?”

Attila the Honey

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This conversation was taken from  a secret tape which also translates thought patterns – secret tapes in Ebonics between Obama and  Ahmadinejad. The secret code name for the tape is “Who’s on first? The Cat Obama or the Rat Ahmadinejad.  www.ahmadinejad.ir/

Cat:  I’ve got to be very very careful not to give the appearance of being a Muslim or the Americans will freak out.  But I sure would like to make friends with this little guy and I’d like to borrow some money – I’ll use the “Can’t we all get along?” approach – a quote from that great negro Rodney King. Maybe I’ll sing a little song to myself when he’s distracted, called, “Oh My Sharia” – sort of low but loud enough so he’ll hear and get the message.en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sharia

Rat: What a pig – he doesn’t know how to play hard ball. He’s just a colored house boy- what’s that? Oh, my secretary says that isn’t what they’re called – well ‘Allah be praised’ and who gives a couple of camel balls what they’re called – he’s not even 100% black but that works in America so I’ve boned up on Ebonics so we we can understand each other because he needs money – fast and a lot of it. Praise be to Allah! I know how to play this game. End of part I of Secret tapes in Ebonics of Obama and Ahmadinejad.

Rat: “Don’t be callin’ me for no reason. I’m du Prez man – don’t play me!” Translation I am the Son of Allah and the President of Iran – don’t think you’re better than me!

Cat: oh man – I’m the President of the United States and he’s talking ebonics. Maybe I should go along with it – perhaps it’s just a cultural difference although I don’t know much about that class of colored people but I did do a thesis on low class negroes so I can make this work. They like to talk Koran. “Chill man and don’t be makin no hood ornaments” Translation: thou shalt have no graven images. End of Part two of Secret tapes in Ebonics of Obama and Ahmadinejad

Rat: This guy is really dumb. I know what he wants – why doesn’t he just be a real man and come right out and say it – you know Muslim to Muslim. Well, I’ll just play along – “ Hey baby ya’ll better be comin mo to du Mosque – see what I mean bro! Gimme five!

Cat: “Chill bro – i don dis or cuss yo momma and if i knowed my daddy i don cuss him neither. ..see what i mean bro” End of part three of Secret Tapes in Ebonics of Obama and Ahmadinejad

Rat: I’ve got this guy by the short hairs. He must really think I’m stupid. I’m going to see just how much he knows about right and wrong then we can talk the big bucks. ” Hey bro, don’t be goin on no drive bys” Translation: Thou shalt not kill.

Cat: Ok you stupid little shit – I can play the same game. ” “Stick to ya own Boo” Translation: Thou shalt not commit adultery.

Rat: Don’t be borow’n stuff and don’t give it back. Translation: Thou shalt not steal

Cat: Don’t be snitchin on the otha” man to save your behind. &n bsp.” Translation: Thou shalt not fear false witness against thy brother

Rat: Don’t be eyein’ (skeeming) yo homie’s crib, ride, woman, or nuffin. Translation: Thou shalt not covet anything that belongs to thy brother.

Rat:  (to himself) Well, I think we have grounds for discussion. We’re both understand morals. I think I’ll call the rest of the guys and get them to throw in some billions for his stupid peace plan. Let’s see I’ll start with Chavez, Osama, Castro, Kim and the Saudi’s and tie this guy’s butt up so deep in financial debt to us – that we’ll own that land of pigs and all the pigs in it. I’ll have to tell O. that he’s got cool it with blowing up America – otherwise we’ll never get our money and interest back. haaaaaaaaaaahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahah

Cat: “Uh…..there’s somethin that…uh…well….”

Rat: Hey bro -Chill cause I’m not jivin you bro. We bros man! I know you in big trouble and need some fast cash. Here’s a check for Twenty Billion – pay it back when you can and there’s mo on the way. Gimme Five bro!! Oh n I gots some ideas bout how you kin run your country…interested?”

Cat: man – “I’m so chilled I can’t bend low enough. Hey man what if I jes kiss yo hahahahahahah  – o.k feet?”

Rat: “Yeah! you got it..We gots ourselves du new Obama Borrow Money from Yo Enemies Peace Plan ahahahahahahahahahahahaha”

Cat: ahahahahahahahahahahahahah

Then they both strolled out arm in arm to the Mosque. Of course Obama’s a little nervous now that there is so much discord in Iran but he prays to Allah each night that it’s no mo than a drive by.

End of Secret tapes in Ebonics of Obama and Ahmadinejad.

Hey! Go out there and find something that makes your heart bounce – something that puts a smile on your face. Have a great day

Attila the Honey

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What are the magic words for happiness It’s just two little words. Love is work and work is love. ( Oh man, is she crazy?) Well, yes I am a little “normally challenged” but this is a perspective I’ve embraced for years and  the fuel that enables me to run a business, multi task in my home, write, blog and develop other projects with my hubby “Lard Aarse the Multi Talented”. I have the sweetest and most generous husband on earth.  Is it possible to still be in love with someone after so many years together? Yes it is – if the marriage is based upon giving 100% each to the other. Sometimes I look at his face filled with character lines and just a touch of grey coming in the sides… and I fall in love with him all over again – same as when we were young. I suppose talking like this isn’t “politically correct” and definitely not “feminist” – but when you’re happy – it’s hard not to express it in a world so devoid of real love and affection – even where friends are concerned.

So what are the magic words for happiness? Well it’s not sitting on your butt all day filling your subconscious with all the boy meets girl, girl loves boy, girl has baby with boy, boy flees to Tibet and shaves his head, boy has a guilt trip and on the way back to girl – gets run over by a WalMart truck and family sues WalMart for the net worth of 20 stores or, worse still – listening to the never ending litany of vitriol coming from the Media.  The subconscious is like a tape recorder. Whatever you think, do, and say goes directly into your subconscious and, at some point, plays it back and knocks you on your arse and we wonder why. Why? Because we opened the door to all that negativity. We invited it to dine with us instead of kicking it’s arse down the hill like tin cans! That’s why I ask the question: What are the magic words for happiness? Well, love and work is a big umbrella…which includes putting the needs of others before ourselves, being content with all the good in our life, the energy to get a job done, being grateful for the ability to affect change without losing our balance and, above all – being grateful for the gift of laughter. All of the above are worth more than being the hottest babe in town with showcase hooters! There was a time in my life, I’m ashamed to admit, if when every cabbie that passed me didn’t whistle, I’d feel insulted. Mercifully, that was purged out of me years ago. Hard times and struggles takes care of the monstrous ego of youth. I mean, exactly what is the value of hooters after a certain age anyway? I’D SAY THEY’D MAKE GOOD PING PONG PADDLES AND  THAT’S ABOUT IT!

I’m not a religious person in the sense that I don’t go to church or subscribe to any religious organization but I do have a personal relationship with my best Friend…some call Him God,  Jesus, Allah… but if truth be told – in the billions of years this earth has been spinning, He’s been called so many names – at this juncture do you think He cares what we call Him?  It must be lonesome being God because all He listens to is a lot of whining. I think we could call him Sam and He’d be good with that…so long as we call Him and perhaps say to Him, “Sam, you make my heart do flip flops!”

Here’s another thing that keeps me balanced and happy. I get up early every morning and “Sam” and I just sit together on the couch quietly for a few hours. That’s our private time together. I don’t load Him down with “gimme this and gimme thats” but rather I just like having Him all to myself.  I thank Him for all the adversity in my life that has finally made me less arrogant and more appreciative of the smallest of things…and above all the gift of seeing Him in a white butterfly.  I think He lives not only within my own being but hides in the open. My Friend Sam has a wonderful sense of humor otherwise – He’d die of boredom watching all that goes on in this world – particularly in government. So He plays the game of living right out in the open. It’s like spiritual hide and seek…for those who’ve eyes to see and the ears to hear.  But how can this be possible when our subconscious is so loaded with gloom, doom and worry. So now I’ve shared with you how my Friend “Sam” jump starts my day. I have lots of love names for Him… But is it not the heart alone that calls out?

I also thank Him for makeup. 

Attila the Honey

Favorite Quote: Your attitude is your altitude. How high are you?

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This is a valid explanation of why men not only pee standing up but, for some bizarro reason, filmmakers as well as home video freaks find peeing interesting (I’m not one of them.) I do believe, however, that this is how is all began. God or Allah or Jehovah or the Big Enchilada (whatever you call HIM) was totally wiped out as HE had just finished creating humans and thought to Himself, “Man! this is a done deal but – O —-! what am I saying, I have two parts left over.” It had taken Him forever to name his two new kids. His first choice was Hymie & Anna Nicole – but somehow that didn’t work because He knew that humans had short and long term memory loss and the names were too long- so He pulled out HIS laptop & MicroGoogleChromed various names. Although the Internet was a rather archaic technology – as was Microsoft and Google Chrome who had long since merged – both irratating Him to no end because of their devious and greedy tactics, He still used it from time to time when HE just didn’t want to think. He hit on the names, Adam and Eve – easy to say – easy to remember. So He thought, “Hey works for me and why not let them make the decision!” – explaining that particular gadget would give them the option of peeing standing up. He went on to say that HE personally found the particular little “do dad” to be an exceptional design on HIS end – not to speak of handy and since HE believed in equal opportunity, He was curious as to who wanted what. In other words – it could go either way.

Well, Adam almost tripped on himself as he prostrated his new body (as yet without that particular “do-dad”) and literally begged HIM to give it to him. HE looked at Adam, in his newly formed human body, and wondered where he was going with all this whining but since HE HAD asked who wanted it – and Eve was just standing there smiling and saying nothing – He told Adam “Hey you little pisser – it’s all yours!” Well Adam was delirious with joy and the instant HE attached the “do-dad” to the front of his body, Adam started whizzing everywhere – in the trees, on the grass but when he pointed it at HIM and Eve – Adam thought better of it. Although it is never mentioned in Holy Books – I believe that is the point whereby HE gave humans the ability to know right from wrong. But HE and Eve just stared in amazement at Adam and started laughing and sharing in his joy! HE then said to Eve, “Well that’s that – you’re stuck with the only part I have left!” Eve, being the curious type, asked Him sweetly, “What’s it called?” HE replied, “BRAINS!”

You heard it here – and that’s how it all began! LOL!

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