“This Archbishop must truly believe that THE BODY OF CHRIST, is his to grant. I say, screw him.” ―Don Okolo Sometimes, I find myself thinking the way atheists do. Atheists must have rationalized all tidbits of data their minds feed them before every one of them concluded that there is no God. Neil Degrasse Tyson, the astrophysicist, contends that if one can’t scientifically prove the existence of God, then God does not exist. A brilliant...
What in the world is God waiting for? Why is He not Pissed-off as I am? ―Don Okolo Lay Deborah Yakubu among the lilies. Bury her with a ton of roses. Let the barren State of Sokoto, her sullied, morally bankrupt denizens, her faithlessness in that certain faith dry out into the sands that work her hills. Let her valleys, and the bedrocks roiling and steaming with the hellish brand of fire remain unquenchable. Let...
“If I were God, I would yank Petronius, Thrumpanus, Erdganus, and the pus-brained Tucker Carlson, string them out by their balls ...” ―Don Okolo For the world would know no peace some people must die. If you agree with that premise, please raise your hand or mumble an amen. The world is hated by people she is sheltering, despised by those she feeds daily, and threatened by men she has granted everything. And yet, she...
The earth would eventually succumb to the decimation of its lands and waters if the trend continued with no checks in place to stop it. ―Don Okolo Sorry, dear Readers. It appeared as if I took a sabbatical. Only I didn’t. I was here all along bemoaning the coming of the end of a once-great nation. Rome fell. The Great kingdoms of Sparta, Persia, and Babylonia, all fell, knee-capped by intransigence and arrogance. I had...
Fifty States, with more than three-hundred million people, and yet not enough of us to seal the airflow in this punctured Zeplin. The country is reeling; she is unable to duck from the punch she had herself thrown. The end could be near…imminent, that is…at least if the speed and trajectory the country is traveling stayed the same. Even the one who convinced her to wind up and throw that punch was aware that if...
Ronald Reagan said that about himself…looking for votes from unlikely enclaves. It worked out for him…and incredibly well, too. I thought it would benefit me, if I sold myself inside the two works of art… inside the most daring adventures in fiction writing as I never thought could have originated from the vast emptiness of my mind. I had to say that, to let you know that it isn’t my place to blow this freaking...
Two truths are told: One of them Is entirely bull-pucky ―Don Okolo I couldn’t wait another day for my mind to undo the straps holding it down. The manacles of a particular enslavement had successfully snaked through the synapses of the once intransigent, Teflon psyche to rope it firmly. Coffee and all the bourbon in the world, the usual panacea, couldn’t do it. Every effort at untying the hardened braces to grant me my freedom...
“They hate my religion as much as I despise theirs.” ―Don Okolo If you are expecting me to pull any punches with this piece, you’d be disappointed. This is not the time for measured speech. Definitely, not the time for smoke-up-a bunghole-platitudes designed to massage any inflated egos. Swords are drawn. Rifles are out of niches, dusted, locked, and loaded, and aimed at marks. The dust and fog of war are thicker, rolling faster than...
“Racism is terrorism. Period.” ―Don Okolo The American system of government is still on the move, going into its two hundred and fifty-fifth year as a nation. It has, undoubtedly, endured. The bulk and size of her polity, the one singularity that had woven the ligaments of her fabric into a tight, waterproof structure…the sole rationale for her longevity, the reason it has persevered inside both rigors of good and bad politics are because of...
“…if you were lucky and you cast that vote they dreaded, and it turned out they hated the outcome, they would simply declare the republican loser, the victor.” ―Don Okolo In truth, if you were searching for America’s most evil City or State, you’d have three, maybe four southern States to run through the mill of ignominy, to see which one stands with her head held high…proud she had beaten out the other three. The...
