Confused malcontents swilling Chardonnay while awaiting the Zombie Apocalypse.
8645 (RedBV) said:
today, from slackerx, I have been accused of dancing on the graves of Latinos, been accused of being akin to nazis, essentially supposedly akin to white supremacists, of possibly being a part of the insurrection of Jan 2021, etc., etc
And he got a warning.
I am moving through all of today's posts (August 12) to see if he is respecting my rules. But it is just me here, and I have no staff.
Like I said; it doesn't bother me what the turd troll has to say.
Oh good. I'll take you off the list of grown men throwing tantrums and demanding I fix all their problems.
8645 (RedBV) said:
Hmmm, now what was that I was saying about a trolls use of music vids, eh . . .
If you can find it at your local library, it's worth reading, but I won't say you'll "enjoy" it.
But it will put things in perspective.
Are you nuts?
I simply gave you a heads up of what happened to me as a forum wiz for far lesser offences committed by posters. I never threw a tantrum, I was trying to help you out.
You banned RGoss for doing something similar. Why the double standard?
8645 (RedBV) said... No problem at all with em, lad . . . Then why are you trolling about it in a content-free post? Here's the lyrics, without the word that is offensive to look at. la zenaida (con letras no ofensivo para ver)
Well, looks like Red isn't interested. He seems more interested in mindless trolling.
My best guess is that the word is "hormiga" (ant). I suspect that it was replaced by the N-Word by somebody in an earlier version of the karaoke style video.
"Hormiga de ciudad"
"Ant of the city"
Black women selling fruit all over the cities.
Something to look for in any music video from Colombia.
This is Cali, for example. See 0:26 of this tune.
Cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuumbiaaaaaa! LA ZENAIDA - Armando Hernandez (cumbia colombiana)
My mother-in-law used to smoke cigars when she was young. But she'd do it differently. She would break the cigar into pieces and put one piece at a time in a pipe.
My wife is 5 years older than me. One time one of her aunts from Patia visited us in Palmira. She talked about how my wife would acompany her selling fruit when when my wife was 5 years old (around the time I was born).
My wife didn't remember, until her aunt told her about it. Then she remembered. They would head south from Patia to Pasto and on to Quito, the capitol of Ecuador, where her aunt would rent a room for my wife to babysit her aunt's infant while her aunt sold fruit to short people, as my wife sometimes calls Indigenous folks. (She'll also call them Indos.) Mestizos as well.
When I was born, my wife was already involved in International Trade. She had no passport or visa or anything. And neither did her aunt or the baby. I'm not sure if anybody could cross the border, or if it was just Black women selling fruit who were waved across, because, as the song below says, "Buena gente venda fruita". (Good people sell fruit.)