She So Funny

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 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. 


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.

Half-baked, newly formed social media goals filled my head when I started writing here. Numerous sources said Blogging could be a quick route to Klout perks, career renewal, internet fame and possible fortune. Four years later I don't know the last time I got a decent Klout perk. Is Klout even still a thing?

I remember the 1st time I unintentionally circulated a fake story, I felt duped, bamboozled and awsomely naive.  After I fall for the number 1 quality of fake news, just enough plausible crap to confirm my biases, I become a re-posting machine. Believe me, it's not fun trying to remember on which social media platform (Tumblr, Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, LinkedIn or Periscope) I plastered a blatant falsehood, about cucumbers no less!



This week when I heard fake news bloggers generate $10,000 per month, blogging bullsh!t, I paused to examine my life choices.
The impact fake news had on this month's election, exposed the frightful state of my power of discernment; on life-support with poor prospects for survival.

I doubt I will Snopes fact-check everyone of the gazillion articles slithering the screens of my multiple devices.

I bought into the social media dream. Now I'm living the click-bait nightmare.

Comments under blogs like this signal interest to advertising $$$. However I've chosen to write on this site with a multiple step comment process confounding to my most ardent fan. Hail the efficiency and convenience of the digital age!

Enjoy our national myth of Thanksgiving as we assault Native American water protectors and their allies at Standing Rock. If that's not enough irony for you, our president-elect is Donald Trump. Need a laugh?

  When we last left off, I was rummaging through mid-life choices like a bag lady on the “A” train looking for nothing in particular; while disturbing a bag’s contents in an urgent yet random search. Everything I touched took me deeper and farther from reality.

whirled in my head like hurricane Sandy leaving my mind a ravaged Jersey shore. In spite of the storm raging in my head I heard, (bewilderment, befuddlement, bemusement?) tucked beneath Twinkie’s nonchalant question, “Where do you see yourself?” Where do I see myself when I’ve decided to end my nearly decade long hiatus from the comedy scene? Making a list and checking it thrice. My “To Do” list rivaled the ambitions of