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  1. Not A Biden Endorsement By Rhonda Hansome

    Saturday, January 11, 2020

    Joe Biden's 1994 Violent Crime Control and Law Enforcement Act changed the face of our society. It denied Pell Grants to prison inmates, funded billions for new prisons, incentivised longer sentences in general and established a 3 strikes provision that mandated life incarceration for violent felons with priors.

    This "law" in practice super-charged our biased penal system. As a white supremacist tool Biden's law criminalized, convicted and impacted an entire generation.

    And yes, Biden is often nostalgic about his work with Southern segregationist. I say all this to say,

     "This Is NOT A Joe Biden Endorsement."

    This IS recognition of how easy it is to be bamboozled.  My attention was captured by a video of Biden in my twitter feed. The post quoted below is in the article at this link. 

    Joe Biden did a speech proclaiming the “European' identity of America”. and he stated "Our culture is not imported from some African nation."
    This sounds like something from an alt-right, klan rally.
    Why should Black people support this or anything from the Democrats?#FBA
    — Tariq Nasheed 🇺🇸 (@tariqnasheed) January 2, 2020    

    There were numerous replies. Some said the post was doctored. I googled the original video and saw that the clip was NOT doctored just presented OUT OF CONTEXT. The source video offered no comfort to an "alt-right, klan rally." It was in fact the exact opposite!

    Biden was responding (in a detailed / long winded way) to a question about his work to PREVENT VIOLENCE AGAINST WOMEN. The "rule of thumb" was the focus of his reply. That in early England after the death of so many women at the hands of their husbands, it was deemed a man could not  beat his wife with a stick thicker than his thumb.

    The etymology may or may not be true, but Biden stated the tradition of  condoning violence against women, came from England - THAT EUROPEAN CULTURE! Not an African culture. Not an Asian culture. That European culture.

    The original post has since been deleted, but it's damage has been done. I now suspect EVERYTHING EVER POSTED by this person I followed on YouTube and Twitter. With all the negative he could have said about Joe Biden why choose something so blatantly false?

    How many posts have YOU liked or reposted WITHOUT researching the source. Social media + laziness = DEATH.

    Rhonda Hansome is a comedian, director, actor, storyteller. You can support Rhonda as an artist via PayPal.  Follow Rhonda on FB, Twitter & IG. Tell your friends to Save The Date!  8 PM Fri. Mar. 6th Rhonda Hansome & Friends at Tribeca Performing Arts Center.

  2. 2019 Into 2020

    Friday, January 10, 2020

    A good, healthy 2020 to us.  

    December 18, 2019 was the premiere showing of the first two episodes of 
    Mob Mentality.  It was shown as one feature film.  I’m in two scenes.  Media was there.  Open bar, food, much of the cast. 

    The premiere was a first for me.  I was more glammed up than most of you have seen me.  Here’s a one-minute capture of the event.  I’m in for about 2 seconds while being interviewed.

    During the interview, I was asked about the most exciting thing I did in 
    the film.  In Mob Mentality, I play a mob wife.  So in quickly thinking about what my character has done so far, I said, “Lusting over the lead.”  I believe he misunderstood what I meant (or I wasn’t clear enough).  I think, based on his facial expression, that he thought I gave a ‘dumb broad’ kind of answer.  I think he thought that I, Mindy, was lusting over the lead.  No, my character was, and it was a first for me to do on camera.  But there was no time to clear that up.  So the reporter may have thought I was a dingbat.  To be clear, the lead, Jack Spiegs, is a very handsome man.  But I don’t usually feel lust over younger men.  I don’t think I ever have. 

    I am glad I went.  In some ways, it was a struggle.  I had found out one of 
    my aunts had passed away.  I was having other troubles that I won’t share here.  Plus I’m so broke that even carfare is a strain at times.  So there I was all fancy shmancy, and I wanted to look and feel happy and celebratory.  My insides made it a challenge.  On the train ride, I kept trying to will happy times in my head.  I’m not good at faking; it’s not my aim to be good at faking.  So I really tried hard to connect with good feelings deep inside.  By the time I arrived, I had succeeded enough to enjoy myself while I was there. 

    I also want to share that my 12/28/2019 Winter Comedy Show at The 
    Artist on City Island went very well.  All the comics brought it.  I hadn’t been worried about that.  I like my taste and had faith in the comics.  My concerns were more about getting audience to come out to City Island in the winter.  Not only did they attend the show, they were very generous when the hat was passed around.  I felt so grateful. 

    The next day I was paid for a proofreading job I did for a friend.  By 
    12/31, I was able to pay December’s rent.  Whew.


    On the 1st day of the new year, I was so glad to be part of the Alternative New Year’s Day Spoken Word Extravaganza.  It’s an annual tradition in its 26th year.  Nine hours, many readers, 3 minutes each.  I so enjoyed reading to such an attentive and appreciative audience.  I was only able to stay for two hours this time.  We get to hear some new people and some people we’ve enjoyed hearing at these events over time.  I am glad when I start the year off this way. 

    Apparently, I missed a poet who shared his new year poem that someone 
    felt so excited about that she shared it via email to other poets she knows.  I was one she sent it to, and it was just what I needed.  The main message was to make this year better than last year.  That has been helping me each day.  He discouraged huge unrealistic goals; just better than last year.  That seemed approachable to me.  So far, it’s been helpful.  The poet’s name is Jee Leong Koh.  He’s on Facebook.

    A comedy pal of mine recommended me to be booked in a show.  That felt 
    so good.  Plus she and I seem to have gotten to know each other better recently.  I value that. 

    The price is right.  The line-up is great.  Come on over.

    Love to CGG-M always.

    Rest in peace, Aunt Lorraine. 

  3. The Karol Sanchez kidnapping hoax has me all in my feels. "In my feels." Is that how today's 16 year olds say it? I'm not sure because public transportation is the only place I hear teens talk. 

    But, once upon a time I WAS 16 years old.

    It was a time (in the previous century) when I clearly saw the error of every life choice my mother made. Why choose to be a poverty stricken domestic worker instead of a rich lawyer or doctor?  Duh! Major mother blunder! 

    At 16 I hated washing dishes and laundry duty at home. I knew the world outside was an exciting arena without mind numbing chores. That's where I was destined to be recognized and acclaimed. Yeah right. 😂

    Being 16 is difficult under the best of circumstances. 

    I know NONE of the intimate circumstances of the Sanchez household. All I know is Karol Sanchez confessed to a malicious deception that echoed far beyond the Bronx street where she was literally ripped from her mother's arms.

    Karol's imagination and ability can't be denied. I'm way past my teens and doubt I could successfully coordinate 4(!) accomplices in a faux abduction. I'm still trying to get 4 people to share this blog. 

    Subtle hint*Please share*Ain't too proud to beg*Analytics rule*It's the numbers!

     I'm In My Feels 

    FBI data showed 424,066 children missing in 2018. Blacks were 37% of the missing while only 14% of the children in the US. 20% of the missing are Hispanic or Latino according to NCMEC. An  almost automatic assumption that a missing black youth is a "runaway" delays critical police investigation of life or death events. 

    For multiple (biased) reasons, missing children of color get far less media coverage than whites. When I got the Karol Sanchez city-wide Amber Alert my heart sank. 

    My heart broke for a lost girl AND the usual response to my relocating to the Bronx, "Is it safe?" No less safe than anyplace else if you're a Black female. We are abducted and murdered in record numbers.

    Karol Sanchez may not want to go back to her native Honduras. She may feel suffocated by a helicopter mom. She may envision a life of romance and / or crime with one (or more) accomplice. 
    I can't imagine her intended end game. But she did make donkey of the day 😂

    I know in this TOBA (Tough On Black Asses) world, this Karol Sanchez kidnapping hoax will diminish mainstream concern for the safety and well-being of Black children and women of color. Legitimate calls for help, justice and recourse will fall on ears ringing with the echo of the Karla Sanchez hoax. You feel me?

    Rhonda Hansome is the weekly Monday guest on John Fugelsang's Tell Me Everything on SiriusXMProgress. Rhonda is a comedian & director. Book her solo show, Lie Baby, Lie! Tales of Sex, Murder & Gentrification.
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  4. I got a nuisance call (this one actually in English) promising me it was my last alert that my car warranty is soon to expire.  I’m glad I didn’t get up to take the call.  I heard the message as it came in.  I don’t have a car warranty or a car.  I don’t have a driver’s license and I don’t know how to drive.  So I hope they keep their promise.

    If you remember, earlier this year I landed a role (Gina Ferrari) in a new series, Mob Mentality.  There will be a red carpet premiere with media in attendance on December 18th from 6 to 10pm.  A ticket entitles you to an open bar, appetizers, the screening of the first two episodes, opportunities to mingle and network.  If this sounds like something you’d like and can afford to attend, here’s the link.

    On a more affordable note, I’m having a Winter Comedy Show on Saturday, December 28th.  Arrive at 7:45.  Showtime is 8pm.  The hilarity 
    will be provided by me, Jillian Thomas, Shelly Colman, and Ken Watter.  Only $10 cover.  No minimum though you’ll likely feel tempted.  It’s at The Artist, formerly the Starving Artist Café.  Jar passed around for much appreciated contributions for the performers.

    These are the lovely faces of the funny folks who will entertain you.  Laughter is guaranteed.

    Warm up with laughter!  Let’s close out the year with great humor, good cheer, and some yummy desserts.  (And it’s so affordable!)

    So much all-the-time love to CGG-M 

  5. Exhausted AF By Rhonda Hansome

    Thursday, December 5, 2019

    I am aware that 2020 follows 2019, but the decade's end is a surprise to me. 

    State and private video cameras record our EVERY movement. Our EVERY phone call, text and email is under  scrutiny AND subject to monetization by 3rd parties known and unknown. In spite of ubiquitous surveillance we are subject to DAILY active shooter alerts. Announcements of disease causing elements, in our air, water, food, frying pans and CVS receipts, are eclipsed by Big Pharma's cornucopia of  "medications" causing after effects to challenge the best health insurance. An emotional seatbelt is a necessity when modern technology moves everyday life at the speed of High Frequency Trading.

    I find it almost impossible to breathe.

    Barack Obama's presidency instigated a false sense of change and hope for America's future. Donald Trump's unending war on the United States' intelligence agencies, armed forces, diplomats and co-equal branches of government, combined with his disdain for the poor and systemically oppressed; have made his dank and dystopian vision of American Carnage manifest.

     Daily, hourly, minute by minute and tweet by tweet, Trump's obsesssive need for attention and the "appearance" of  winning, drains the oxygen from the world. Yes the world!

                                                     World Leaders Mock Trump - Again!

    Trump's compulsion to dominate social media, the news cycle and public opinion is exhausting.
    His corrupt administration, self-dealing family and obstruction shenanigans have obliterated any end of decade excitement. I am too tired to look back and fear a future that needs at least 25 years to reverse the effects of Trump's American Carnage; IF in fact reversal is possible.

    Happy Holidays!

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  6. Life in spite of Legionnaires

    Saturday, November 30, 2019

    Legionnaires is no joke.  I’m still dealing with it.  I’m not contagious as it’s 
    not a person-to-person thing.  Man oh man.  Just from all the resting, my body is de-conditioning.  When I walked to my voting place some weeks ago and walked back, I had Charlie horse almost everywhere including my gluteus. 

    Allowing myself to sleep as long as I can allows me to have many dreams.  
    Unfortunately, they have all been disturbing.  But better they get expressed than just stuffed inside.

    I had felt very hopeful for over a week of feeling much better.  Then I 
    caught a cold (which given the situation, doesn’t feel like just a cold), and I’ve been coughing so much.  My chest and rib area muscles are sore from all the coughing.  Lordy, Lordy.

    For Thanksgiving, I turned down two invitations from friends because the 
    holiday is too depressing for me.  I stayed home and pretended it was just a regular day.  That was the least problematic way for me to go this year.  The last time I accepted an invitation for Thanksgiving, I felt like I brought my depression with me and couldn’t contribute good spirit to the event.  I didn’t want to do that again.  Glad it is behind me.

    On a brighter note, for my friend Judy’s birthday, we went to see a 
    staged reading of “The Panic Defense” by Sam Affoumado.  It was very intriguing and well cast.  It was about the dangers of being gay, bi, trans, etc. in our homophobic society.  We were both glad we went to see it.  I love being with Judy no matter where we go.

    The next day I had plans to meet up with my poetry pal Robert Gibbons, a 
    very talented writer and good human being.  But I don’t feel good every day, and that day I didn’t feel well so I cancelled.  I miss out on much, but I have to listen to my body. The day after that, I didn’t get to a poetry workshop I had been attending.  More missing out.  I have to get better already. 

    I make plans with my hopeful self and then sometimes wonder why I made 
    plans.  I think what did I get myself into?  Climbing up train steps is so difficult, but I take it slow.

    Last Sunday I was in a Brevitas poetry festival at the Bowery Poetry Club.  My friend Mindy Levokove was in it too, and I was happy I’d be seeing her.  Additionally two friends attended.  Bernie, who had been a co-worker and office-mate at my last job, was there and enjoyed the whole event.  It was good to see him again.  Richard, a playwright and former co-worker of mine, also attended.  He enjoyed some of the event.  He stayed for my part of the reading and left before the event was over.  I understand that too.  The reading was three hours long, so if it doesn’t appeal to you, it feels very long.  I get it.  I was glad to be there and to be a part of the whole Brevitas community.  I connected with many people that were new to me.  I saw many who I don’t see often.  I have two copies of the anthology where five of my short poems live.  We had food and drinks afterwards and were able to talk to each other.  One of my favorite moments was when I said hello to Angelo Verga, and he took my hand and kissed it.  It’s really nice to be treated like that.

    In the pic below, not everyone remained until the end, so it is only part of the bunch.  I'm bottom center.

    The next day, my best buddy Bob helped me with many things.  One thing 
    was he drove me to a local shelter where I donated ten bags of my too-small clothes and five bags of my books and magazines.  That’s a lot of stuff out of my cluttered apartment.  Yay!  Thank you, Bob!

    The day after that, I went for a mammo.  (No comedy about that yet.) 

    Then that night, I performed comedy at the Producers Club.  The host, Micheal O'Rourke, introduced me as “the Queen.”  J  I admit I had a great set.  The audience members high-fived me when I stepped down.  I was pretty thrilled.  I met comics I didn’t know before.  A comedy friend, Mark, came to the show to support, so afterwards we went for coffee and talked lots about doing comedy.  I enjoy that as much as performing especially because we are on the same wavelength about things.

    I even made it to a poetry workshop at my friend David’s house the next 
    night.  I was very glad I went.  It was the night before Thanksgiving.  I brought a poem about killing a cockroach.  They had a good time with it, and I received helpful feedback.  We went to dinner afterwards at a Thai restaurant.  David and Jessica surprised me by treating.  I didn't expect that but truly appreciated it.

    The three days following, I’ve been home and trying to feel better.  Oy. 

    I have more to share, but next time.  Enjoy your long weekend.

    Big love to CGG-M!  

  7. Healing & Performing

    Tuesday, November 12, 2019

    The last time I saw my doctor for the Legionnaires, Thursday, I was 
    almost in tears when I told her I didn’t know if I was going to survive this.  She turned to me with a loving face and gentle voice and said, “You ARE surviving this.”  I looked at her and tried to inhale her.  I said, “I am trying to take all your positivity in.”

    She is an infectious disease doctor, and I would recommend her to 
    everyone.  She’s a human being and speaks to patients like they are as well.  I feel so lucky to be seeing her.

    On Friday, I received a surprise – a bag of food from Fresh Direct.  It was a gift.  It took a while to find out which angel sent it.  I was deeply touched and so grateful and teary-eyed.  She had researched on the Mayo Clinic website which foods would help my immune system fight this shit.  An amazing gift. 

    On Saturday, I worried that accepting a booking for Sunday night may 
    have been a mistake.  Saturday was also the day of my last antibiotic.  That day I slept more than almost any day.  I’d get up for a few hours and then go back to sleep.  This happened three times.  When I’m sleeping, I’m not doing anything bad for my body.  Lots of healing can take place.

    The next day, I woke up feeling better than I have felt in over two 
    months.  I went out for breakfast with my best buddy.  That night I performed in Randy Epley’s Comedy Dungeon show at Jazz on the Park Hostel.  The hardest part was the staircase in the train station.  I was glad I got there, performed, and watched the rest of the show.

    The next day, Monday, I again woke up feeling decent.  That evening, I 
    went to support Eddie Messanelli’s show at Otto’s Shrunken Head on 14th Street.  His new co-producer and co-host is Esteban Tino Romero.  I just wanted to watch the show.  I enjoyed it a lot.  Got to see people I hadn’t seen in a while and meet new people.  Eddie lives not far from me, so he gave me a lift home.  That really helps.

    Today, Tuesday, I, thank God/dess, again woke up feeling pretty okay. 
    had worried I wouldn’t feel well after the antibiotics were over.  I am so grateful I seem to be pretty okay.  Other than going to a few nearby stores, I stayed home today.  Wasn’t too productive, but the night isn’t over.

    Those of you who want to laugh and have a good time for not a lot of 
    money, I will be performing at the Producer’s Club on Tuesday, November 26th at 9pm.  Doors open at 8:30.  Only $5 cover.  Two VERY reasonable drinks minimum ($2- $9).  For this show, I do need a few guests.  Please make room on your calendar.  J

    Big love to CGG-M