Comments by "Tonetare" (@Tonetare) on "News 5 Cleveland" channel.

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  10. Caver461 You said that I am doing things that I feel are right but that you are not walking in my footsteps. In what ways are you not walking my footsteps? I'm curious. How old r u? Do you have your degrees? Are you a smoker? On any drugs? What is your body type? Do any hook-ups? I am just curious! Where are you at in life? I ask all these questions just because it seems you have all the advice in the world on making a success of oneself so from that I would think you're a success in all the above areas. No maintaining a six pack is not the sole form of success. however taking care of one's body and maintaining a good healthy body and build is a form of success. You said there must be somewhere I can go and have a decent shot at being successful. Let's be clear. I don't define success based upon things great things I obtain through other people just as a job that pays a million dollars or the world's hottest boyfriend. I measure success based upon what I am able to do gain and develop through my own hard efforts and skill: a six pack, college degree, the cartoons at my YouTube channel that I worked hard on to create, never turning to smoking, drinking, drugs like so many of those around me are doing, etc. Let's just be clear. I don't measure success by luck of the draw and the things I am able to be given by other people. If I never get a job that pays 30 dollars an hour that I'm deserving of or never find the Mr. Right that I am deserving of by the time I leave this Earth, that in no way means I wasn't a success. 
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  11. Caver461 I wouldn't necessarily say I have a fixation on my body. It's only one of many things I listed off in that posting as to why I'm proud of myself. I was merely stating that one of the reasons I am proud of myself is because I haven't let myself go in the weight department. By no means does that mean I'm a macho man. I don't have bulging muscles or anything. Just a couple day out of the week I try to do 500 to 1000 crunches. Success doesn't have to be in just one area. You can have physical success, you can have financial success, you can have parental success. While I would give you many points as far as physical success if you're getting fatter, slower, balding (though balding isn't necessarily a bad thing if you can pull it off but you characterize it as a negative of yourself), you seem to have great success in other areas. Kudos on successfully raising 2 children and having a long successful marriage with a beautiful wife. Is this your first and only wife. If so, major kudos. I consider you as a head of household success. You certainly could use your immigration to America as an excuse or reason to blame someone. And trust me, there are many things I could use as an excuse as well but I don't. The only reason I bring up my race under this video is because race is very topical and an issue that numerous whites seem to like to dwell on under videos that have absolutely nothing to do with race, spewing vitriol at the entire black race just because they so happen to see a black person doing something they don't like. Look how much whites seem to hate it when I do the same thing and it isn't even popular for blacks to turn to anti-white racism where race isn't the case. And look at what the reaction has been: you responding ticked off along with other numerous whites. Doesn't feel so good, does it? So getting back to my point, that's the only reason I bring up race. Whites dwell on it literally in all areas of the Web so I've brought it up under a video about a white person doing wrong. Your issue regarding immigrating here isn't so topical where you're constantly attacked as a group over it. It's not about using anything as an excuse. It's about the ridiculous race-obsessions that the white community has. All that out of the way, you seem like a pretty successful guy. Though I would work out if I were you. Being fat could take several years off your life.
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  12. adahir100 So you believe i have a chip on my shoulder because I am in stitches over your stating the problem in the black community is all the twerking, wearing of long fingernails, wearing wigs, parting, etc. LMFAO! All righty then man. Whatever you say. Also, it seems as if you're taking offense to my calling you names yet all of your post are laced in racial passive-aggression. I would look into some communications classes and sensitivity training classes if I were you because it really seems as though you aren't trolling or even uneducated. It seems as though you're just lacking in good communications skills, people skill, sensitivity for your fellow man. I think you think you're being kind and helpful, but I'm here to tell you that you're just a passive-aggressive personality and that it's going to rub someone the wrong way one day and they will probably beat you up. Do you have a lot of conflict in your life and don't understand why? If so, your passive aggression is probably why. It seems a lot of your racial-based passive-aggression is directed at black females in particular. Speaking as a black male myself, I can say that all the black women in my family have degrees. My mother has an Associate's Degree in computer programming and a Bachelor's Degree in Psychology. Although she grew up poor, she raised me as a middle-class woman. My Aunt/my mother's sister is doctor with umpteen degrees. M cousin who is my age (28) earned her Master's degree two years ago and my other cousin is supposed to be earning her Master's Degree this coming May. My mother has never worn a wig a day in her life, long fingernails a day in her life, and has never twerked a day in her life. Honestly, if she did though, who the hell gives a fuck? You clearly need to get out of your hole if you think black women are the only people wearing wigs and partying.
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  13. Meiryousa You wrote: "There are no organizations or institutions that enact anything in the benefit of all whites or all men only." Errr... except for there are my darling. /: \ Ever heard of white supremacist groups or do they not teach anything like this at your school for fear whites would become butthurt? If your teachers are refusing to touch upon certain topics so as your race doesn't look as bad, I would go to the library and educate myself if I wee you. One of the most popular white supremacist groups is one I thought everyone knew about, the KKK. The KKK is a group designed for whites only. The KKK wreaked havoc for many decades in this country. KKK groups today can't wreak havoc only because anti-black persecution and crimes against blacks are no longer legalized in the law as they were 45 years ago. But since you are under the impression that there are no groups intended for all and only whites, I would check into white supremacist groups, white supremacist websites like Stormfront since you're under the impression there are no group intended for the benefit if all and only whites. You wrote: "White people are not a collective group. Men are not a collective group." My response: Your point is well taken and I have edited my original post above to say "too many whites" as opposed to just directly saying "whites this, whites that" as you think that may confuse readers to think it applies to every black person who's ever lived. Doesn't feel so good, does it though? That kind of generalized commentary is what blacks like myself see everyday coming from too many members of your race. In fact, what led me to stating that remark was a white person who generalized in a similar manner under video about blacks that had zero to do with race. So I decided to come here and do the same thing and look how butthurt all the whites under my posting are. It shows me that the most of you anyway couldn't walk a day in a black person's shoes and deal with similar racism that comes from out of your own community. In any event, your point is one that is well taken and I have revised my post. So that should satisfy your concerns. Just be glad you came across a person nice enough to see your point and quickly revise it because if you were black, its rare that the whites you speak to who act like rednecks actually ever see the err in their racist ways. You wrote: "80% of the homeless are male" Ok, what does this have to do with anything? I am a black male.
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  16. Caver461 My, my, my, my, my! Have you had an adventurous life. You've been all over the world and some Carver. What a life you've lived! Africa, Europe, Canada, etc. Here I've only been in the USA. I somehow knew you had a colorful, vibrant story to tell and I wasn't mistaken. Yea, but by the sounds of the England lifestyle that you got a taste of, it is most definitely not a viable place to live by any means. At least if you don't want to be miserable, bummed, and frustrated out of your mind. So I think it's fair to say I can cross England off my list as places to live. Lol! I don't know if it's still this "class society" as you describe back during the years you were there, but let's hope the area got it's shit together. I mean, honestly, no opportunities for advancement unless you're the sons and daughters of those who are already in higher positions. And no chance for any real success unless you're of very high society as judged by your accent. Gee whiz. Now that's a dead-end lifestyle if I ever heard of one. Honestly though, I can't say things are much better than that out here in the states, or at least Wisconsin where I'm located. Salary out here is absolutely abysmal. It's nearly impossible to live independently without living paycheck to paycheck unless you're working numerous jobs or you have a romantic partner to help balance out the cost of living. The few jobs out here with decent salaries require that you have about 100 years of experience on the job. It's nearly impossible to get the few jobs with decent pay. A lot of people have told me that the few jobs with decent pay are being given to family members and people close to hiring managers. So it's kind of a similar situation to England. With all that said, I think you're right about moving but it's not as easy as just up and moving. In order to move, that requires a lot of money and resources as well. I'd have to have a job and career ready for me wherever I moved to. Not sure how you pulled it off. I could ask my parents for help but they are already cutting it close with finances as it is ever since they're divorce. And they have enough of their own problems involving my handicapped brother, so on and so forth.
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  23. Xander Powell Xander, would you reflect on the last memory you have of your closest deceased loved one’s funeral with a little twist? Me seating my exposed black bum in their open coffin on top of their dead face. Ok, I want you to begin to reflect. You're at their funeral service looking up at your closest deceased loved one. Up! Look at me up there. I'm sitting on your closest deceased loved one's face with my pants down as though this dead animal is a toilet bowl right in the coffin. Now I'm sharting out a sea of my wet yellow and green shit all over the face of your closest deceased loved one in this final memory you have of them at their funeral service.  At the same time I'm doing that, a long stream of farting explosions are erupting out of my asshole causing the entire coffin of your closest deceased loved one to rock and rattle back forth. All the family members of your closest deceased loved one are out in the audience dying from the same beautiful occurrence that killed your closest deceased loved one. That beautiful and deadly occurrence has spread and is now ravaging at all your closest deceased loved one's family members in the pews of the church.  Meanwhile, I keep my butt plopped on the face of your closest deceased loved one and keep shitting as I watch all (insert the name of your closest deceased loved one here)’s family die the same way he/she did. As I watch the last and final person die off in the audience the way the person I am shitting on did, I release my last and final shit splatter. It ends up blowing the dead head off the rest of your closest deceased loved one's corpse and it shoots through the bottom of the coffin onto the floor as all of your family members lie dead in the church from the very same thing that killed this person I shat on in your last memory of them. Rest in Peace. May that thought be with you for every time u think back on your closest deceased loved one. I won't read your reply unless the first sentence is "I reflected on your passage about my closest deceased loved one and I enjoy the thought of you shitting on him/her."
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  24. Xander Powell Xander, would you reflect on the last memory you have of your closest deceased loved one’s funeral with a little twist? Me seating my exposed black bum in their open coffin on top of their dead face. Ok, I want you to begin to reflect. You're at their funeral service looking up at your closest deceased loved one. Up! Look at me up there. I'm sitting on your closest deceased loved one's face with my pants down as though this dead animal is a toilet bowl right in the coffin. Now I'm sharting out a sea of my wet yellow and green shit all over the face of your closest deceased loved one in this final memory you have of them at their funeral service.  At the same time I'm doing that, a long stream of farting explosions are erupting out of my asshole causing the entire coffin of your closest deceased loved one to rock and rattle back forth. All the family members of your closest deceased loved one are out in the audience dying from the same beautiful occurrence that killed your closest deceased loved one. That beautiful and deadly occurrence has spread and is now ravaging at all your closest deceased loved one's family members in the pews of the church.  Meanwhile, I keep my butt plopped on the face of your closest deceased loved one and keep shitting as I watch all (insert the name of your closest deceased loved one here)’s family die the same way he/she did. As I watch the last and final person die off in the audience the way the person I am shitting on did, I release my last and final shit splatter. It ends up blowing the dead head off the rest of your closest deceased loved one's corpse and it shoots through the bottom of the coffin onto the floor as all of your family members lie dead in the church from the very same thing that killed this person I shat on in your last memory of them. Rest in Peace. May that thought be with you for every time u think back on your closest deceased loved one. I won't read your reply unless the first sentence is "I reflected on your passage about my closest deceased loved one and I enjoy the thought of you shitting on him/her."
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  25. Xander Powell Hey check this out. I can copy and paste my passage about your closest deceased loved one, THREEEEEEE!!! 1.)  Xander, would you reflect on the last memory you have of your closest deceased loved one’s funeral with a little twist? Me seating my exposed black bum in their open coffin on top of their dead face. Ok, I want you to begin to reflect. You're at their funeral service looking up at your closest deceased loved one. Up! Look at me up there. I'm sitting on your closest deceased loved one's face with my pants down as though this dead animal is a toilet bowl right in the coffin. Now I'm sharting out a sea of my wet yellow and green shit all over the face of your closest deceased loved one in this final memory you have of them at their funeral service.  At the same time I'm doing that, a long stream of farting explosions are erupting out of my asshole causing the entire coffin of your closest deceased loved one to rock and rattle back forth. All the family members of your closest deceased loved one are out in the audience dying from the same beautiful occurrence that killed your closest deceased loved one. That beautiful and deadly occurrence has spread and is now ravaging at all your closest deceased loved one's family members in the pews of the church.  Meanwhile, I keep my butt plopped on the face of your closest deceased loved one and keep shitting as I watch all (insert the name of your closest deceased loved one here)’s family die the same way he/she did. As I watch the last and final person die off in the audience the way the person I am shitting on did, I release my last and final shit splatter. It ends up blowing the dead head off the rest of your closest deceased loved one's corpse and it shoots through the bottom of the coffin onto the floor as all of your family members lie dead in the church from the very same thing that killed this person I shat on in your last memory of them. Rest in Peace. May that thought be with you for every time u think back on your closest deceased loved one. I won't read your reply unless the first sentence is "I reflected on your passage about my closest deceased loved one and I enjoy the thought of you shitting on him/her." 2.) Xander, would you reflect on the last memory you have of your closest deceased loved one’s funeral with a little twist? Me seating my exposed black bum in their open coffin on top of their dead face. Ok, I want you to begin to reflect. You're at their funeral service looking up at your closest deceased loved one. Up! Look at me up there. I'm sitting on your closest deceased loved one's face with my pants down as though this dead animal is a toilet bowl right in the coffin. Now I'm sharting out a sea of my wet yellow and green shit all over the face of your closest deceased loved one in this final memory you have of them at their funeral service.  At the same time I'm doing that, a long stream of farting explosions are erupting out of my asshole causing the entire coffin of your closest deceased loved one to rock and rattle back forth. All the family members of your closest deceased loved one are out in the audience dying from the same beautiful occurrence that killed your closest deceased loved one. That beautiful and deadly occurrence has spread and is now ravaging at all your closest deceased loved one's family members in the pews of the church.  Meanwhile, I keep my butt plopped on the face of your closest deceased loved one and keep shitting as I watch all (insert the name of your closest deceased loved one here)’s family die the same way he/she did. As I watch the last and final person die off in the audience the way the person I am shitting on did, I release my last and final shit splatter. It ends up blowing the dead head off the rest of your closest deceased loved one's corpse and it shoots through the bottom of the coffin onto the floor as all of your family members lie dead in the church from the very same thing that killed this person I shat on in your last memory of them. Rest in Peace. May that thought be with you for every time u think back on your closest deceased loved one. I won't read your reply unless the first sentence is "I reflected on your passage about my closest deceased loved one and I enjoy the thought of you shitting on him/her." 3.) Xander, would you reflect on the last memory you have of your closest deceased loved one’s funeral with a little twist? Me seating my exposed black bum in their open coffin on top of their dead face. Ok, I want you to begin to reflect. You're at their funeral service looking up at your closest deceased loved one. Up! Look at me up there. I'm sitting on your closest deceased loved one's face with my pants down as though this dead animal is a toilet bowl right in the coffin. Now I'm sharting out a sea of my wet yellow and green shit all over the face of your closest deceased loved one in this final memory you have of them at their funeral service.  At the same time I'm doing that, a long stream of farting explosions are erupting out of my asshole causing the entire coffin of your closest deceased loved one to rock and rattle back forth. All the family members of your closest deceased loved one are out in the audience dying from the same beautiful occurrence that killed your closest deceased loved one. That beautiful and deadly occurrence has spread and is now ravaging at all your closest deceased loved one's family members in the pews of the church.  Meanwhile, I keep my butt plopped on the face of your closest deceased loved one and keep shitting as I watch all (insert the name of your closest deceased loved one here)’s family die the same way he/she did. As I watch the last and final person die off in the audience the way the person I am shitting on did, I release my last and final shit splatter. It ends up blowing the dead head off the rest of your closest deceased loved one's corpse and it shoots through the bottom of the coffin onto the floor as all of your family members lie dead in the church from the very same thing that killed this person I shat on in your last memory of them. Rest in Peace. May that thought be with you for every time u think back on your closest deceased loved one. I won't read your reply unless the first sentence is "I reflected on your passage about my closest deceased loved one and I enjoy the thought of you shitting on him/her."
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  35. Xander Powell Xander, would you reflect on the last memory you have of your closest deceased loved one’s funeral with a little twist? Me seating my exposed black bum in their open coffin on top of their dead face. Ok, I want you to begin to reflect. You're at their funeral service looking up at your closest deceased loved one. Up! Look at me up there. I'm sitting on your closest deceased loved one's face with my pants down as though this dead animal is a toilet bowl right in the coffin. Now I'm sharting out a sea of my wet yellow and green shit all over the face of your closest deceased loved one in this final memory you have of them at their funeral service.  At the same time I'm doing that, a long stream of farting explosions are erupting out of my asshole causing the entire coffin of your closest deceased loved one to rock and rattle back forth. All the family members of your closest deceased loved one are out in the audience dying from the same beautiful occurrence that killed your closest deceased loved one. That beautiful and deadly occurrence has spread and is now ravaging at all your closest deceased loved one's family members in the pews of the church.  Meanwhile, I keep my butt plopped on the face of your closest deceased loved one and keep shitting as I watch all (insert the name of your closest deceased loved one here)’s family die the same way he/she did. As I watch the last and final person die off in the audience the way the person I am shitting on did, I release my last and final shit splatter. It ends up blowing the dead head off the rest of your closest deceased loved one's corpse and it shoots through the bottom of the coffin onto the floor as all of your family members lie dead in the church from the very same thing that killed this person I shat on in your last memory of them. Rest in Peace. May that thought be with you for every time u think back on your closest deceased loved one. I won't read your reply unless the first sentence is "I reflected on your passage about my closest deceased loved one and I enjoy the thought of you shitting on him/her."
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  36. Xander Powell  Shhhhhhhhhh! Quiet down, don't feel the need to let us all know what u are and aren't reading and just reflect on the last memory you have of your closest deceased loved one’s funeral with a little twist? Me seating my exposed black bum in their open coffin on top of their dead face. Ok, I want you to begin to reflect. You're at their funeral service looking up at your closest deceased loved one. Up! Look at me up there. I'm sitting on your closest deceased loved one's face with my pants down as though this dead animal is a toilet bowl right in the coffin. Now I'm sharting out a sea of my wet yellow and green shit all over the face of your closest deceased loved one in this final memory you have of them at their funeral service.  At the same time I'm doing that, a long stream of farting explosions are erupting out of my asshole causing the entire coffin of your closest deceased loved one to rock and rattle back forth. All the family members of your closest deceased loved one are out in the audience dying from the same beautiful occurrence that killed your closest deceased loved one. That beautiful and deadly occurrence has spread and is now ravaging at all your closest deceased loved one's family members in the pews of the church.  Meanwhile, I keep my butt plopped on the face of your closest deceased loved one and keep shitting as I watch all (insert the name of your closest deceased loved one here)’s family die the same way he/she did. As I watch the last and final person die off in the audience the way the person I am shitting on did, I release my last and final shit splatter. It ends up blowing the dead head off the rest of your closest deceased loved one's corpse and it shoots through the bottom of the coffin onto the floor as all of your family members lie dead in the church from the very same thing that killed this person I shat on in your last memory of them. Rest in Peace. May that thought be with you for every time u think back on your closest deceased loved one. I won't read your reply unless the first sentence is "I reflected on your passage about my closest deceased loved one and I enjoy the thought of you shitting on him/her."
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  37. Xander Powell Sshhhhhhhh! No no no no, sweetie! Don't try to smash mouth or trash talk. Shhhh! Just euiet down and do one thing for me. Reflect.Just reflect. No talking. Just reflecting. No letting us know what you read and didn't read. No smash mouthing. Just reflect on that funeral service. Reflect on the last memory you have of your closest deceased loved one’s funeral with a little twist? Me seating my exposed black bum in their open coffin on top of their dead face. Ok, I want you to begin to reflect. You're at their funeral service looking up at your closest deceased loved one. Up! Look at me up there. I'm sitting on your closest deceased loved one's face with my pants down as though this dead animal is a toilet bowl right in the coffin. Now I'm sharting out a sea of my wet yellow and green shit all over the face of your closest deceased loved one in this final memory you have of them at their funeral service.  At the same time I'm doing that, a long stream of farting explosions are erupting out of my asshole causing the entire coffin of your closest deceased loved one to rock and rattle back forth. All the family members of your closest deceased loved one are out in the audience dying from the same beautiful occurrence that killed your closest deceased loved one. That beautiful and deadly occurrence has spread and is now ravaging at all your closest deceased loved one's family members in the pews of the church.  Meanwhile, I keep my butt plopped on the face of your closest deceased loved one and keep shitting as I watch all (insert the name of your closest deceased loved one here)’s family die the same way he/she did. As I watch the last and final person die off in the audience the way the person I am shitting on did, I release my last and final shit splatter. It ends up blowing the dead head off the rest of your closest deceased loved one's corpse and it shoots through the bottom of the coffin onto the floor as all of your family members lie dead in the church from the very same thing that killed this person I shat on in your last memory of them. Rest in Peace. May that thought be with you for every time u think back on your closest deceased loved one. I won't read your reply unless the first sentence is "I reflected on your passage about my closest deceased loved one and I enjoy the thought of you shitting on him/her."
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