Call me old fashioned.
I was taught that nobody owes me anything.
I was taught to work for my living.
I was taught to be responsible financially.
Being financially responsible meant not going to a paying school until I could get a work-study program that fully paid my way except for books. But I did have to work 30 hours a week while going to school and because I worked summers too I earned enough to pay for my books.
I was taught that I had to pay my own way for my dream. If what I wanted to do or be didn’t make me any money, tough shit, get a job so I could do it. No one owed me my own personal fulfillment.
I was taught not to live beyond my means. If I couldn’t afford something, I shouldn’t buy it. I was taught not to borrow what I couldn’t pay back.
I was taught in school. I was taught reading, writing and arithmetic. I was taught to think for myself. I wasn’t taught what to think, what to believe, etc. That stuff was clearly and purposefully left for my parents to teach me.
I was taught that feelings aren’t facts, that facts are facts and interpretation of facts are just that, interpretation. Or, two plus two is four. It’s not four sometimes. It is not four based upon who I am, what my beliefs are or where I live.
Call me old fashioned. I was taught that government exists to protect its citizens.
Bottom line, our government should do that, protect its citizens, and then it should get the hell out of our lives and leave us alone to be individually free and self-sufficient.
Yes, call me old fashioned. This new world, new normal stuff stuff…
Call me old fashioned.
By Peter Weiss
Hard to believe that we’re living in America. Hard to believe that we’ve come to here, to this point in our country’s development, the point where I can’t say what I believe or feel.
It’s nothing really new. I was a teacher in New York. In case you hadn’t noticed about New York… In case you hadn’t noticed, the UFT and AFT have been in the Democrats’ pocket forever, so there in the Bronx where I taught anyone who did not sign-on to the left-wing shenanigans had to stay quiet, to form a kind of secret society where they could speak their minds.
America?
Not really!
Here where I live now some five or six years ago I made a comment about something political that leaned toward the right. A bit afterward, one of the people in a supervisory position at the place where I made the comment approached me privately to tell me they (gender purposefully not indicated) agreed with what I said but would I please be careful not to let anyone know and to refrain from outwardly making such comments in the future.
America?
Not really!
Well, so… You can’t put a Trump sticker on your car or a sign out in front of your house without worrying about being harassed and vandalized. You can’t state any opinion other than the current mob-think ridiculousness without putting your job I jeopardy, fear of ostracism or even maybe persecution or prosecution.
America?
Not really!
Not the America I envisioned or once thought I lived in.
By Peter Weiss
We’ll keep this one short too. For all you Democrat-dogma supporters, nah, nah, nah, boo boo on you. Only one thing left to say besides imploring you to think for yourselves independently and that is: be careful — you may just get what you ask for.
You/we all have choices. You can believe what Pravda USA mainstream media Democrat lapdogs want you to believe, or you can look at things independently for yourself. You can question, or you can accept. You can act like an ostrich and bury your heads in the sand or…
Once again, and straight out for the record…
In 1970 at the Ohio State University demonstration in which six hundred people were arrested, I was the first one. Six unidentified FBI agents were beating on a demonstrator, a small kid not more than 135 pounds soaking wet. I went to help him, they knocked me out, I came to in a paddy wagon. An undercover policeman led us through a conversation that was recorded and showed up verbatim at my trial.
Here was the offer: plead guilty to misdemeanor assault and battery on a police officer, resisting arrest and disorderly conduct and be allowed to graduate (not be expelled from the University), get sixty days in the workhouse and a two hundred fifty dollar fine. The trial would be held off until I finished up my last trimester and graduated.
Or:
Don’t plead guilty. Be re–arrested for a felony, rioting one. Go to trial almost immediately and be facing a year in the state penitentiary. Bail would go up so high I couldn’t post it and I’d be expelled, hence not graduate, upon being found guilty.
My lawyer refused to let me do anything other than take the plea deal. He said they would surely find me guilty in the political climate there at that time and that I wouldn’t last a week in the penn. What he actually said was a young boy like me, they’d kill me (literally) in the first week.
My lawyer also said that if I refused to take the deal he’d quit my case and he’d make sure that any other attorney I got made me take the deal.
So I lied. I didn’t lie about being innocent. I lied about being guilty. I said I did something I surely didn’t do.
Think independently. Look what they did to Flynn. Check out who did it, who lied about what they did and why they did both.
They are guilty. Not Flynn.
Flynn was the key to… We all know what the Democrat-dogma-people can’t/won’t say.
Two things to remember: be an independent thinker, and, you lefties, be careful because you may just get what you want and discover it’s not at all what you think it is or you thought it would be.
By Peter Weiss
So the lawyer and I had to talk. The talk, of course, cost me money, three-quarters of an hour’s worth, or on toward three hundred dollars.
First, he told me he thought maybe we ought to see if they would offer some kind of settlement. He said I might think about copping to neglect if they would return my children.
In essence, then, we could talk about this at the next court date and if everyone were amenable, within about a month after that I could have my kids back.
But I didn’t do anything, I told him. My boy was hit with a baseball that his friend threw with competitive exuberance against one of those “return the ball” screens. Except he was distracted and missed it.
The lawyer said he knew what happened and how it happened and he said he knew I wasn’t guilty of anything. He said that sometimes we find ourselves in a position where someone else is holding all the cards and at times like that it’s usually better to fold.
What does that mean? I asked him.
It meant that they had me beat financially, that they could drag the case on for maybe eighteen months or so which would cost me a fortune and during which time they would file a permanency plan which in all likelihood would recommend the judge terminate my rights as a parent and that my children be kept in foster care until such time as they were adopted by loving, caring people who wanted them.
So my lawyer stopped the clock then, so to speak, and said he wanted to tell me a story, but that he wouldn’t charge me for his story. He had his paralegal pull out a court transcript — apparently it was one she was familiar with because she knew exactly what he was referring to and where to find it.
It was a case that had seventeen court dates. His client hadn’t done anything wrong, nothing, but they managed to make it seem as if the client was about ten shades worse than Jeffrey Dahmer.
The bottom line of the case and what was in the transcript was a simple spoken line where the DAG said to the judge that the truth didn’t matter. Straight out. She said the truth didn’t matter. She said this after my lawyer claimed that what she had presented was simply not true, that it was an outright lie, a pure fabrication and he could prove it. The DAG held to it, that the truth didn’t matter, that the only thing that mattered was the presumption, or the mere possibility that it might be true.
My lawyer went off. He told the judge that if the truth didn’t matter it could not be a serious court. He said he had presented and was again presenting truth, facts and records that showed the truth and which totally belied what the DAG was claiming.
So my lawyer looked at me when we finished reading and said that the judge peered out kind of blank-eyed, that he stared out into nowhere off beyond where they all were. Then he yawned and put his hands up in the position of “what should I say?”
He didn’t stop what was going on. He didn’t find for my lawyer at all. He just, as my lawyer told it, “looked at me kind of sheepishly, and let it all go on.”
It’s all fixed, my lawyer said. So think about making a deal. The worst that we would accept is your going on the registry, but at least you’d have your kids back.
I didn’t do anything wrong. I didn’t do anything.
So I sat there in his office and cried.
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Hi. I’m just one of those Walmart shoppers. I’m 70 and my wife, also a Walmart shopper, is a touch older than me. We are retired and live on a fixed income. That income consists of a modest pension and modest Social Security. We worked all our lives for this modest income in retirement, just so you know. We were never on welfare of any kind and I only collected unemployment benefits one time for a six-month period even though I could’ve used them at other times too. We pay taxes on our modest, fixed income, state and federal.
So that’s us in a nutshell except that we have a child with special needs who requires full-time attention.
I’m writing this because the other morning I went to Walmart and I wanted you to know about us Walmart shoppers. The light switch in our dining room broke and we needed a new light switch, the thing in the wall that turns the light on and off. On our modest income, reduced due to the taxes we pay, we can’t afford $150 for an electrician (or maybe more) and so even though I’d never changed a light switch before, I did it this time with my wife’s help.
At Walmart, the switch cost $2.94 and with sales tax, the total was a bit over $3.00. It took us two hours and a little aggravation (because I’m not really adept with my hands), but we got it done.
Personally, I was afraid of the electricity the whole time even though we switched off the circuit breaker. I would’ve much preferred to call an electrician, but being on a fixed income and of modest means, saving the hundred fifty dollars to better use it on food, or oil, or the electric bill, or things needed by our child, seemed much more important.
I am writing this is because I wanted you to know that you and your party no longer represent people like my wife and me. In fact, even though you so arrogantly claim that you represent “the American People,” my wife and I seriously doubt that claim. We believe, instead, that you have lost the support of the everyday, ordinary people like us, the people who are the American People. Furthermore, we believe that each and every day now you continue to lose the support of more and more of us. This is because as a group and as a “party” you are arrogant. Worse, you are misguided, directionless, and blinded by your arrogant belief that you actually speak for us.
So just a few more things for you to know.
First, my wife and I are independents for the most part. We are not and never were one-party-all-the-way people.
Second, our heritage and what demographics we fit into would probably surprise you. But I will say that we are Jewish, that my father, Big Red One in WWII, spent three and a half years in a Nazi POW camp, Stalag IIIB Furstenberg, to be specific, and we find your party’s support of Talib and Omar reprehensible. We also find that your Nazi-comparison rhetoric toward your political opposition is worse than disgusting. You, as individuals and as a party, should be ashamed of yourselves for what you’re saying in this regard.
Third, we live in one of those sanctuary states, as it were, the one represented by Elizabeth Warren, whom we would never vote for in any election. In the last several years, due to the great influx of illegal aliens here, my child was kicked off the free school-lunch direct certification program and the requirements for free lunch were changed such that my child is no longer eligible for school lunch.
In effect, then, my wife and I, from our modest fixed income must not only pay for our child’s lunch, again a child with multiple special needs, but we must pay for the lunches of children who would not be here in the first place if you had done your jobs in Congress all along. The free-lunch rolls have more than doubled in the last two years. How did you let this happen? Why must our child now be denied and yet we still have to pay for those who’ve only gotten here by your dereliction of duty and negligence?
Last, and worst of all, the services our child with special needs requires simply to negotiate a normal day have been cut. Here too the rolls of children with special needs have mushroomed far more than the birth-rate percentage statistics suggest they should have. Our taxes have gone up, more money was allocated, but with the great influx of children you allowed here by neglecting your duties in Congress, the net services per child have dramatically decreased. This is unconscionable, and you are directly responsible.
I suppose that since most of you are multi-millionaires these dramatic effects upon the people of modest means who have to shop at Walmart mean very little to you personally. And that is why, dear people, I am writing this, to remind you of who we Walmart people are and how so many of us feel that you are not only misguided and have lost your way, but that you no longer represent our interests and thus have also lost our votes.
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The lawyer asked for another $10,000 minimum. He said, and he said this with a straight face too, from what he’d seen so far in the case this one was going to cost somewhere near $100,000 or maybe more.
A hundred-thousand dollars! I sat up at night all alone in the house crying and crying and crying. On top of being all alone and not having my kids there with me, on top of all the worry of what was happening to my kids, and the fears associated with not knowing where they were and not being able to find out where they were or how they were being cared for, now I had to worry about money.
My father was no happy camper. He and my mother had worked all their lives to save for retirement. They had put away what they thought was enough money for a comfortable retirement that would be supplemented by Social Security and his pension, but such an expenditure was never figured in. When we spoke, he asked me where he was supposed to get that kind of money, if I understood what that could do to his and my mother’s retirement. He was talking about selling his house. I was talking about selling my house. Suddenly, out of the blue, we were talking about me and my kids maybe moving to where they live and all of us living together in a downsized house.
I cried even more after I hung up the phone every night with my father. CPS had messed up my life and I had done nothing wrong, nothing! I had never laid a hand on my children. I had taken care of them, not adequately, but superbly as I saw it. They never went hungry. They never went without clothes, even a big selection of clothes. They had toys. My son, a bit older, had appropriate electronics. They wanted for nothing. He played in Little League, went to Boy Scouts, they both went to the doctor any and every time it was needed.
On the fourth day in court, the fourth one I was paying for, but really the third actual day we were there before the judge, none of this seemed to matter. The judge didn’t want to hear anything. He looked at me with sleepy, disinterested eyes and saw — I can’t imagine what he saw. I simply can’t imagine what was going on in his mind, what he thought, what he truly believed.
He listened to everything they presented. They had that original doctor’s report, their doctor. We showed them our doctors’ reports, ours of course presenting the whole history of my children, a history which showed only care and concern, physicals and checkups every year, all vaccinations up-to-date, appropriate physicals for school, for Little League and Boy Scouts. All my reports showed nothing but healthy, well-taken care-of children.
I would find out later that their doctor was one who made his living from CPS. I would find out that he had a long history of testifying in cases in court on CPS’s side, and my lawyer would petition the judge saying that he was a biased witness because in over thirty cases that he had testified in, he had never once found anything other than what CPS wanted him to find. He was, as my lawyer said it, their go-to guy.
And with my kids, they went to him.
So the judge sat with his cheek on his elbow his elbow on his desk or whatever they call that thing the judge sits in front of. The bench? He dozed off a couple of times as they presented the school report from that day, the doctor’s report from that day, the nurse’s opinion that it was possible he was hit in the eye.
Hello! He was hit in the eye. But not by me. By accident.
About an hour went by. Finally the judge asked CPS to begin formalizing a plan for my children, and to submit within thirty days their recommendations in the case. He banged down the gavel and once again remanded my children, for no real reason that anyone could discern, into CPS custody.
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Do you really think they care? Talking about Nancy Pelosi and Chuck Schumer and Elijah Cummings and most of those Despicable Democrats from Adam Schiff on over to Jerry Nadler.
Honestly now, you think any of them care about you? Care about us?
What about these people: Whoopi Goldberg, Robert DeNiro, ALSharpton? Madonna, Cher, Taylor Swift, George Clooney?
Huh!
How about all those multi-millionaire media figures on CNN, MSNBC, NBC, etc.?
More huh!
If they cared about us… If they really cared about us… On some level things wouldn’t be the way they are.
It’s easy for them, the uber-rich liberal politicians, especially the Despicable Democrat presidential candidates, to offer us all that “free” stuff and all that garbage-talk about how we’re all equal [talking about “as citizens” here] , even the illegal aliens from all over, many of them coming here not to work in America but for the free ride, when they are clearly talking down at us from up-high.
It’s even easier for the non-politician but lefty political advocate Hollywood-types and media moguls to act as spokespeople for the Despicable Dems and in many cases act like shills for them — to wit Pravda USA, the mainstream media/social media. First, they don’t have to use and/or depend upon what they’re offering us for “free” stuff if they get elected and they don’t have to live by the laws they want you/us to follow either.
And that’s what it really is.
So an anecdote by way of example.
A couple of years ago, the state I live in, a very Democratic sanctuary state, changed its “free lunch” certification qualifications. Used to be simply if you or your child were eligible for or on Medicaid you were automatically eligible for free lunch. But the state added an income element to it. So even if you are on Medicaid, free lunch eligibility now depends upon your income.
Hello! Many low, hard-working American citizens’ children were forced off free-lunch programs throughout the state.
Why?
It was virtually impossible to find out why the certification requirements were changed, literally virtually impossible. First, because they, the liberal politicians, don’t want us to know why. Second because the liberal-biased slants used by Google and social media make a search of such issues extremely obscure and difficult. Third, because the liberal politicians and their lawyers make the laws and such certification requirements overly complex so as to obscure the real reasons for being what they are, so as to obscure what they are. Remember Obamacare? 2200 pages — they didn’t have time to read it — why?
It’s like the paper-dump. At one point, when asked for discovery in a simple case, one city’s DOE dumped twenty-six cartons of paper at the lawyers door, twenty-five and a half of which were meaningless unrelated documents duplicated multiple times.
So one politician wholly anonymously admitted that the influx of illegal aliens into the state swelled the welfare rolls so high they had to make the change. And one public school principal reluctantly said their free-lunch rolls more than doubled virtually overnight. (Two weeks after the principal admitted this, six kids were removed from their school — all illegals, all using a false address, all who lived in the next town over and wanted to attend a better school.
Get the idea?
Real hard-working American citizens just getting by got their assistance taken away, were not only forced to pay for their children to eat lunch in school , but were also forced to pay for those kids who shouldn’t be here in the first place to eat too.
So… Do you really think they care about you, about us? Do you think, if you are one of those people just getting by, they, the Despicable Dems and their uber-rich Hollywood and Pravda USA shills, “feel your pain?” Even worse, you really think they don’t already know and have not foreseen what the consequences are of their promising us free stuff?
Let’s be real. That’s why they voted themselves off Obamacare.
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There’s no such thing as equality. We talk about it as if there is, but really there isn’t.
Think about it. Everyone’s DNA is different. Everyone’s fingerprints are different and distinct. No two of us are exactly alike, not even identical twins although they are the closest.
These days, the Democrats talk about us as if we are all equal, meaning the same. These days what’s really going on is a sort of dysfluency, actually more like a distortion of our language, or, if you will, a twisting of it, a perversion of it.
Those trained in linguistics, law, politics, journalism, and other disciplines, use our language nowadays like con men. Of course politically correct would be con women, con people, con persons.
Or those Democrats, our illustrious majority party in the House of Representatives, aided and abetted by the bulk of the mainstream media, nowadays use our language to con us into believing things that really aren’t so. Oh, you might think so, you might even want to think so. But certain things just aren’t, period.
I taught in the Bronx, New York for about twenty-two years. For most of that time I taught at least one class per semester in forensics. I taught it in both high school and college. Needless to say, those classes were about language, how it can be used or abused. And of course they were about argument, debate, the first premise of which is looking fairly at all sides of a proposition.
These days, our language is being abused by the Democrats and their abuse is supported by the major part of the mainstream media. We hear all kinds of things we know are ridiculous, positively ridiculous, and we are asked to believe them on faith. We are told things we know don’t apply to the real world we live in and we are told they do apply, that we should simply take it on faith from those leading us that they really do apply.
Go back to Nancy Pelosi’s “you’ve got to sign it to see what’s in it.”
Really?
Go into a bank with a mortgage that you yourself have written for your own home and ask the bank officer to sign it so he can see what’s in it.
Need I say more?
Nancy Pelosi and the Democrats say a wall isn’t necessary and that they would tear down the walls. Look in front of Nancy Pelosi’s house. There’s a big, beautiful wall.
Will she tear down her wall? They don’t even want the President to send illegal immigrants to their communities in sanctuary cities.
So I used to take four high school students and put them in a group. I used to tell one that s/he worked really hard and earned a thousand dollars in salary but that everyone else in the group had not worked and had no money. So in that Obama-like, Democrat-supported sense of equality, that one student had to give each member of his group two-hundred fifty dollars.
Done. They were all equal.
A month goes by and that same student has earned another thousand dollars. But one member of the group spent all his/her money on drugs, another spent all his/her money on things for him/herself, and the third member sat home and watched TV laughing at the fool who trudged off to work.
Again that one hard-working member of the group had to make equality.
What do you think was the response?
The Democrats, aided and abetted by the bulk of the mainstream media want us to believe we’re all equal. In fact, we are all different.
Language.
The Democrats and the their mainstream media puppets purposefully obfuscate things. Equality and equality of opportunity are two different things.
Do you really believe, per those wonderful Dems, the world is going to end in twelve years?
By Peter Weiss
What the hell are we doing? We like to think our teachers and our leaders know better, whatever better means. We like to think they know what they are doing and we try to give them the benefit of the doubt. Very often, because we are busy or simply interested in other things, we defer to their judgment, again with the notion that we trust their judgment.
But what the hell are we doing? Really?
So let’s start here. Many of the key executives of the major internet and computer companies don’t allow their own children to have unrestricted use of electronic equipment in their lives, or, these parents carefully determine what use their kids will have from computers, tablets, cell-phones, calculators and other electronics. Their rationale is that they want their children to use their minds, use their brains, develop their brains. If their children rely upon computers and calculators to do things for them without knowing how to do them themselves, these parents think, their children’s brains will not develop as they were meant to and their children will not learn the things they need to learn to get along well in this world. These parents, of all parents, have the research on these matters. They use the research to benefit themselves and their children and then use it not to benefit us, the consumers who buy their products.
As business people and computer developers whose livelihoods depend upon sales of computers and software, etc., they go into their daily business lives and push the sale of these machines and their software which encourage people, including other people’s kids, to use them all the time. In fact, they build into these machines and into the social media on them devices that will capture and retain choices made and footprints taken such that the machines will continue offering new choices the executives know with a high degree of certainty will be exercised. Or, these same people who restrict their own children’s use of machines build machines that continually lead people to disregard their minds and follow what are often subconscious messages to continue usage.
On some level it is called mind control.
So a teacher was standing in the hall in a high school in the Bronx, NY during a change of periods. The teacher was watching the kids go by, ushering them on to their next classes and welcoming the kids coming into her classroom. A kid that the teacher didn’t know, maybe fifteen or sixteen, stopped by her and asked her what time it was. Across the hall and maybe five feet away was the clock on the wall, a prominent clock that stood out over the doorways.
“There’s the clock,” the teacher said.
“I can’t read it,” the child said.
It was an analog clock and like so many children nowadays this child had never learned to tell time. This was a child of the digital, electronic world. This child could not spell whole words but this child could text in text code where you is u and love is luv and things are said with abbreviations. DGMW BTW LOL IOW WTF.
Got it? They can’t read, they can’t write, they can’t tell time, they can’t multiply, divide or figure out the right amount of change without a machine. And those same people who don’t permit their own kids to end up like this and without a context of real basic knowledge push our kids and us too to become dependent upon their machines.
What the hell are we doing?
TBC
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I remember.
When I started teaching, teachers were able to control a classroom. They had many tools for doing this. The tools ranged from giving a zero for the period to speaking with the child outside the room to detention to calling home to calling the Dean and much more. We had a curriculum and we were responsible for teaching the curriculum. Not only were we rated upon our effectiveness in doing so, but it was important for the kids since the curriculum was cumulative and they needed one semester’s knowledge to be up to speed for the next semester.
When I retired from teaching, all of the tools for keeping order in the classroom were gone. The power had shifted to the children. Some teachers still managed well in this environment, but most were unhappy and ineffective.
So there I was covering a class for an absent teacher, teaching the lesson, and in the midst of the lesson a fourteen year old in the back called out, “I don’t want to learn this s–t, I don’t need to know this s–t, teach me what I want to learn.”
An administrator later told me I should have done just that.
As soon as I was able to, I retired.
Many lessons can be learned from above. There’s lots of literature on the subject, from novels to current studies which show the disintegration of our education system. That disintegration is clear, and its causes are too, but the infusion of big-government and politics has amped up the speed of the descent tremendously.
Let’s go back to the idea that if one feels like a girl today one can use the girl’s bathroom. In high school that’s pretty nefarious. What fifteen year old high school boy hasn’t wanted to peek into the girl’s locker room? Wow! Now they can just go in there and schools lose their Title IX funding if they say no.
It gets better.
If a woman complains about a man in a woman’s dressing room in a department store, she is told to wait until the man is finished. And big business is now involved in asserting pressure on State Legislatures that try to not comply with Federal Regulations and presidential orders regarding these matters. When they attempt to pass legislation to protect the sanctity of the male and female bathrooms, to protect the general gender rights males and females have always enjoyed, big business threatens to leave the state. These, of course, are the same big businesses that do business with countries that persecute homosexuals, even that put them to death, and that relegate women to near-slave positions.
It gets even better. There’s a little provision in one of those transgender regulations that says a doctor has to treat a transgender patient according to his/her identity choice as opposed to his/her biology on the day of the visit.
New Rule Requires Doctors To Treat Trans Patients As Their Pretend Sex
I’m not a doctor, so I’m pretty sure I don’t understand what this includes or even understand all the implications. But I am sure it’s ridiculous, even wholly nonsensical, and if I were a doctor, I’d be thinking about quitting or surely restricting my practice. Come to think of it, a lot of doctors have done so in the current medical climate.
Since when does our government have a right to undermine its people’s basic sensibilities? Since when does any big business have a right to use economic pressure to assist the government in doing so? Worse, since when does our government dictate what we can and can’t hear in news reports? What we can believe? What we can believe in?
We have reached the point of absurdity. Without direction and leadership, divided and in chaos, we are sure perish.
As an addendum, today the NBA announced it would not hold its All Star Game next season in North Carolina because it removed certain anti-discrimination protections for gays, lesbians and bisexuals from its state legislation. North Carolina requires people to use the bathrooms of their birth gender.
This is a merely a public showing by the NBA. Will the NBA move its team there out for the next season or will it continue to do business in North Carolina? You can’t have it both ways. More than likely, the NBA move today is just another part of their game!
NBA Moves All Star Game for Next Season from North Carolina
