The White Power Ranger

The "White Power" Ranger Harmless kids hero or urban folk legend for the KKK.

T.V writers really should be more careful with their wording.

The Red Power Ranger
"Oh God we are completely surrounded"

The Pink Power Ranger
"oh red ranger it seems being on the brink of extinction is what I needed to realise how much I...tear"

The Red Power Ranger
"Yes... (in anticipation)"

The Pink Power Ranger
"How much I..I lov..."

The Blue Power Ranger
"Look its the "White Power" Ranger"

The White Power Ranger
"Fear not my fellow Comrades. I the "White Power" ranger have come to protect you. No longer need you fear the evils that have come, for when we band together we are strong."

The African American Power Ranger
"Fa shizzle white rizzle"

The Pink Power Ranger
"My Hero"

10 mins of hardcore Kung Fu Acrobatics

The White Power Ranger
"Pink Ranger, darling (slightly out of breath). It seems dealing this brutal ass pounding has made me realise how much I love You"

The Pink Power Ranger
"Oh I love you too "White Power" Ranger. Your so strong and not at all naive in your ways".

The Red Power Ranger
"Fuck this is bull shit!!"

The African American Power Ranger
"Fa Shizzle my Red nizzle"


Voicemail on my mobile read missed call private number, for starters that shits me, takes the power right out of your hands doesn't it, you know someone needs to contact you but you are ultimately helpless to comply. That and the fact some random jack ass seems to believe their famous enough to make their number exclusive to the public, the whole don't call me I'll call you comes to mind and a small part of me dies inside every time it happens.

To Private numbers Australia says NO

But that's neither here nor there, soon after they called again and revealed that my secret admirer was actually my cousin. Long Time ago we used to be close but after a slight family altercation I hadn't seen any of my fathers side of the family in years. Again neither here, there or anywhere.

I had heard through the grape vine she had had her second child and reflecting on it, it was only a matter of time before I got the call. I stuttered and bumbled my way through the weak excuse of why I hadn't come to catch up and see her children but it was pretty clear that it was the result of extreme dickheadness and my involvement in that area. To her credit there was no hint of abuse and she was cheer full to extend a +1 invite to her humble establishment.

Events later that week found a detour picking up the missus, a stuffed teddy bear and I swear the biggest cheesecake I have ever seen. a few wrong turns and a slight awkwardness upon our arrival showed exactly how long it had been since I had made the trip. Dinner found the weirdness quickly disappearing and by dessert laughing and reminiscing like children as we devoured the monstrous cake which I'm sure was conceived in some form of swimming pool. Though family dinners and others of the sort always portray as some kind of chore, it was nice to see her again.

Eventually we were interrupted by the sleeping infant in the other room at which point I remembered that I had left the stuffed toy in the car. Retrieving the animal I returned to the house when suddenly I heard something that I had not heard in what had seemed to be an eternity, it was the yelling of several prehistoric creatures, one after the other.

Slowly I walked into the room amused to no end, finding my cousins first born offspring quietly watching the adventures of the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers. I too was once age deprived and had often indulged in the viewing of the Rangers and their mightiness and was thrilled at the opportunity to do so once more. As I sat down to watch I began to notice something that I did not realise before.

Whilst enjoying the first class acting and intense storyline of it all some bad guys needed a whoopin and it was indeed Morphin time. First two guys - Red and Blue (No big deal right) white dude-white ranger (nothing suss there) , Feminine female chick - pink ranger (no surprises), token black guy- black ranger(????) Asian chick- Yellow Ranger(what??)

is it just me or does that strike anyone else as a little odd.

Bonus points for the multiculturalism of the show but was it entirely necessary to keep it like that even with their suits on? purple, gold, orange. nope we are gonna go with yellow people, I wonder if they hesitated at all.

Creator
o.k you ,your the white Ranger you uuhh blue! o.k and you two your black and yellow and you.........whats that?....huh....what do you mean do I think its a good idea to make her the yellow ranger, pull your head out of your ass and do some work will yah!I aint got time for your shit.


Perhaps un intentional, maybe overlooked or even the show existed before all that political correctness BS was around, nevertheless as I humorously accepted this new revelation it did slightly occur to me that to the right group of people it may appear to be somewhat offensive, maybe just a little.

I know its just a kids show but man if I was of oriental descent, Id be pissed ,I would so wanna Jackie Chan someones ass. Even the black ranger is pushing it in this day and age where you have to call a black board a chalk board because of the fragile ears we have developed. I suppose they could have gone all out and made the red ranger an Indian American named Running Bear or something but that would just be tasteless.

I guess it will go down as one of life's great mystery's as to how and why it even happened and Id be lying if I said I didn't find it ridiculously amusing however offensive it may be but some insight came As I shot a glance at my cousins youngling and found a slight comfort in the fact they he instead of enjoying the tasteless humour of his fellow viewer, he was merely enjoying the high tensile action that is the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers.

my basic overview, however controversial it may be it still is just a kids show. its quite possible its mealy the result of our politically correct minds rather than white supremacist propaganda designed to sublimely brain wash the young and the nerdy. Ive been wrong before but that's pretty much were I'm gonna stand in this important matter of congress. To those who feel the need to protest the vile injustice that is the root of there morphing powers maybe for your sanity you might want to consider the old saying of "Build a bridge and punch yourself in the fucking mouth."

For me though the hardest hurdle to get over was trying to explain to my better half why instead of joining them with the adults I was in the lounge room curled up with a teddy bear watching power rangers...the jokes that followed were both emotionally and physically crippling.... agreed not some of my best form.


Red Power Ranger
"Fuck this is bull shit!!"

African American Power Ranger
"Fa shizzle my Red nizzle"

You ever get the feeling God doesnt like you?

Normally I try to shy away from this particular type of post and even talking about it at all really, the way I see it there is not a living breathing soul that has not been let down, broken or had there heart stomped on and though there is comfort found in the consolidation in others, in the end the more you talk about it the longer the situation lingers and the angrier you get... However having encountered such an astonishing sight recently, I couldn't help but write about it.

It starts with yours truly once again finding myself ducking and weaving the consequences of what seems to be my previous life. Stubbornly remaining in a place where integrity is disintegrated by a few well placed lies, watching in utter dis belief and disgust as situations and the people involved are manipulated right before my very eyes over and over again.

Completely defeated by an opponent much more skilled then I in the ways of deception and dishonesty. learning with every new day that the guilty need only cry on the stand for false validation. Justice it would seem is only for those who would play the game.

I quicken my pace to the door watched by those who know but Ignore to keep peace whilst the ignorant judge from behind a smile and out stretched hand. no sourer taste is left in ones mouth than being crushed for holding ones end of the deal and no feeling harder to control than that of vengeance.

Being some what of a God fearing man or at the very least aware of his existence I began to way up the situation and question its importance. Was it all part of a plan, some Divine intervention shit or was it all just a major fuck up. Is there some lesson to be learnt here or had even the almighty bought into the Bull shit advertised. As theory's of insight came and went an argument within myself forged resulting in asking nay demanding for a sign an update if you will, of Gods current status in it all.

With that, in that very moment the sky began to move, slowly at first but then began to merge in a circular motion not knowing what to make of it all I reached for a my camera and began snapping away, content in the fact that my answer was indeed at hand. shapes and curves forming and disappearing moulding a message, my message, my Revelation of reason and insight of events to come displayed boldly in the sky. at last the higher powers had intervened.

No words can describe the horrifying numbness felt when in one single, biblical moment all that has occurred finally made sense.





(sigh) well that definitely makes a lot of sense.