Post by Anthony Bailey on Jul 4, 2012 18:42:08 GMT -4
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. - The Declaration of Independence July 4, 1776
Two hundred and thirty-six years ago, fifty-six men from thirteen miniscule colonies gathered inside of the Assembly Room in Philadelphia’s Independence Hall and declared their independence from Great Britain. I commend these delegates for such courageous actions and their sacrifice, for the most part, has not been in vain. Moral deficiency has plagued mankind since the beginning of time but unfortunately, it seems as if present day America boasts in theirs. Infidelity, drug abuse, unethical practices, and even “harmless” matters such as gluttony is tolerable and if you think otherwise, you must quickly modernize your Stone Age way of thinking and get with the program.
But if that’s what getting with the program looks like, then leave me off of the itinerary. It is this postmodern mindset that has me cooped up inside of the St. Augustine Police Department when I should be out somewhere enjoying some barbecue and fireworks with family and friends. It is this postmodern mindset that can possess a man to break into the confines of your home while being filmed on camera and then refer to you as a “snitch” when you are simply hoping to bring justice and correction to the situation.
I cannot begin to become discouraged by my surroundings. If America does not presently reflect what the Second Continental Congress had intended, then I cannot sit back and naturally point the finger. I must begin to make a resolve, first internally then externally. Jason Andrew Kash is only a small quantity of what is wrong with this country, but a resolve will be made…either here in this police department or this coming Sunday. The result of it all falls on me.
{{The scene opens to the inside of the St. Augustine Police Department headquarters located in St. Augustine, FL. The Chief of Police Loran Lueders along with Assistant Chief Kevin Stark are seated at a roundtable along with Anthony Bailey, his mother Tracy Bailey, his mentor Frank Cavalli, his girlfriend Tasha, and his neighbor Paula Peterson, who is the key witness to this potential case. As video footage of Jason Kash roaming through the townhouse of Anthony Bailey is being played, everyone watches in complete silence. Everyone is sure to pay even closer attention to Anthony as he looks on with a stone cold glare. Wearing a red and white T-shirt that says “U.S. of A” across the chest, blue jeans, and a pair of red, white, and blue Nike sneakers, Anthony suddenly speaks up.}}[/color]
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: That’s it!! I have seen enough.
{{The Chief of Police Loran Lueders pauses the video as Anthony’s glaring look turns to one of disgust.}}[/color]
Loran Lueders: Are you ready to proceed with the decision?
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: Yes, I am…
Anthony stood on the frontier of one of his most vital decisions ever. Could he actually press charges and put Jason Kash behind bars? Yes, constitutionally he was able but Anthony likes to think long term. What would his fans think? What would Kash’s fans think? How would Jeff or Reginald treat him if he were the one responsible for putting one of their biggest megastars behind bars? He didn’t want to let the opinions of others influence his decision but their opinions were not to be disregarded all together.[/color]
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: I…I…do not want to press charges. I want to let providence deal with Jason Kash not the law.
{{Gasps and looks of shock fill the entire room.}}[/color]
Kevin Stark: Is there something wrong Mr. Bailey? Is somebody coercing your decision not to press charges? If it’s Kash, he could possibly be brought under charges of intimidation.
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: That won’t be necessary Chief Stark. Nobody is influencing my decision. Not Kash or anybody. This is all me.
{{Tracy grabs Anthony’s hand.}}[/color]
Tracy Bailey: Dear, please reconsider what you are saying. This deranged man broke into your home and could have harmed you. You are my only son and I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you.
{{Anthony begins to stroke his mother’s hand in hopes of comforting her.}}[/color]
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: It’s alright mom, I got this all under control. I’ll be fine; you don’t have to worry about me.
Tracy Bailey: But what if he comes back again and you aren’t there and he harms Tasha or something?
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: Mom…I said it’d be alright. Tasha will be safe; you and her both have my word.
{{Anthony smiles at Tasha and she smiles right back at him.}}[/color]
Loran Lueders: Well, the conclusion stands. The St. Augustine Police Department will respect and honor your decision but please do not hesitate to call us if something else happens. You have our card so feel free to contact us at anytime. We are here to serve you.
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: Thank you. You all have been very helpful to me, my family, and friends through this entire process.
Kevin Stark: You are welcome Mr. Bailey. That is everything that we need here on our end so you all are free to go. Enjoy the rest of your Independence Day and good luck on your match this Sunday as well.
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: Thank you…
{{Everyone rises to their feet, shakes hands with the Chief of Police and the Assistant Chief, and thank them one last time. Anthony and his entourage exit the room relieved that this is all over. As they are escorted outdoors by a few other police officers, Anthony expresses himself once again.}}[/color]
Hey you guys go ahead, I’ll catch up pronto.
Tracy Bailey: Okay but hurry up, Tasha and I want to start barbecuing before it gets too late.
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: Okay don’t worry, it won’t take long.
{{Anthony’s companions continue walking to the parking lot as he walks a bit more to the right. Leaning against the wall of the police department, he exhales, faces the camera, and begins to speak.}}[/color]
I’m so glad that is over with. Jason Kash’s antics will not ruin my holiday and my time to reflect on the humble beginnings of this country that I love dearly. But aside from the fireworks, the food, plans to attend the beach, or even wearing red, white, and blue something else struck me. In light of today, I decided to propose a challenge to you all. Feel free to label me as unpatriotic or whatever you’d like, but really try to understand where I am going with this. I’m sure you all have heard the heartfelt song “America the Beautiful” countless times throughout your life. Katharine Lee Bates and Samuel A. Ward will always be remembered for this timeless composition. But I want to inquire deeper about what message the song is trying to convey…is America truly beautiful? Is the America we abide in on a daily basis beautiful or is the America on paper, the America that grants certain rights, liberties, and opportunities, beautiful?
It’s basically a rhetorical question, but if I could answer I would say no it isn’t. America, if you wanted me to be honest and not sugarcoat anything, is not beautiful. Our jails and prisons are packed, our high school dropout rate is sky high especially among minorities, marriage divorce cases are filling our courts to their capacity, we are demolished in mind with drugs and drunkenness, we are broken in anatomy with all kinds of sexual perversion, and we are afraid to let our children saunter the streets and play because of what sexual predators might do to them. Where is America beautiful? Unless I missed something or am ignorant of the facts that I just presented, I will stand by my opinion. You don’t have to agree with me but you should look at the evidence and come to a logical conclusion on your own.
It’s not legitimate of me to attribute all of this country’s woes to one man, but to say that Jason Kash is not apart of the problem would be ludicrous. Him and people that share his worldview are most certainly aiding to the issue at the speed of light and I am not having any of it. Though everything in me wants to pen to my own song entitled “America the Atrocious,” I still haven’t given up hope. This country has potential to once again be great if the right people step up and lead. As much as I attempt to be the harbinger of truth, I cannot do this by myself nor am I even trying to do so. I know that I’m a mortal man even when Kash makes me look like some kind of cloistered monk who just sits inside of his house all day meditating.
Anthony is proud to be an American and wouldn’t have wanted to be born anywhere else. He’s tough on America and its immoral direction not because he loathes it, but because he cares deeply for it. The father who disciplines his children does it out of love and not spite.[/color]
I eat, sleep, and breathe just like the next man and though I stand out from the crowd, I am just like the next man. But I possess something that the average man does not…a platform and influence. There are a lot of influential people in my community. From the young married couple who cook food and feed the homeless every weekend all the way to the widowed father who adopts orphans and shows them a lavish life that they never even dreamed of. Those people have a tremendous amount of influence here locally but what they do not have is a pervasive platform to share their hearts. They will probably never be featured on CNN or in Time Magazine. But for some unknown reason, I was destined to be where I am currently at and doing what I am currently doing.
I’m not providing some false Obama like hope to turn this country around for the better, but what I am saying is that my win over Jason Kash for the World Title at Test For The Best this Sunday will spark a revolutionary chain reaction from sea to shining sea. From the Atlantic to the Pacific, people will not only be celebrating my victory with me, but they will be inspired…inspired to do better in life and start making commendable and long term changes in their lives, schools, jobs, and communities. I am not the entity looking forward to planning the biggest after party of the decade and ordering bottles upon bottles of liquor to celebrate my winning of the World Heavyweight Title. I will celebrate but my celebration will come long after my time here in APW and long after my years of pro wrestling.
When I am retired, old and gray and volunteering for a local charity or something along those lines, I will celebrate in knowing that I didn’t waste my life and that I made a difference. Kash, will you be able to say that when the time comes for you? Or will you have become some old skirt chaser and find a woman thinking that after all these years you have finally found true love? Enduring tumultuous times with Adora Bailey or Hailey Hitch was worth it because you would have found this woman…but to your apprehension she won’t even really love you. She’d just be in it for the financial benefits of your hefty Social Security check…if that even still exists.
Or if that isn’t your fate, maybe you will become the “cool” old guy on the block and invite the young high school boys over from time to time to show them how to make a bong or roll up a joint. They will love you and after you die, they will occasionally visit your grave and smoke some weed in remembrance of you. Is this what will become of your life? Yes but only if The Promise does not make a much needed intervention…and I need to act fast. I spared you earlier when I decided not to press charges against you, even though I really wanted to do so. Watching that video of you breaking into the privacy of my home made anger stir up inside of me. I wanted to slap the taste out of your mouth and dare you to retaliate so I could be free to slap you once again.
But seeing your face on that screen, I didn’t see a criminal. Though all of the evidence literally pointed to you I saw a helpless and hopeless man, not a criminal. I saw a man who has been circling the cul de sac for all of his life in pursuit of pleasure and fulfillment when true pleasure and fulfillment lie on the next street over. I saw a man who is on the brink of running out of gas because he’s so obsessed with the garbage in the cul de sac. Turn off the engine before it’s too late Kash. Turn off the engine and get out of the car before time is up. Just because you are able to drive a vehicle does not mean that you’re equipped to be in the driver’s seat. And just because you are a talented wrestler does not mean that you are guaranteed to hold onto that Title…there will always be people more qualified than you.
You are so consumed and concerned with harassing me on Twitter, my home’s bare walls, and how I spend my free time. July 8th is only four days away and that appears to be the least of your concerns. You have already lost the match and my limousine hasn’t even pulled up to the United Center yet. You have already been defeated because you should be concerned with the outcome of our last meeting and how I plan on following the same formula to duplicate the results. Break ins, Twitter threats, or criticizing my college doesn’t mean a thing to me. Nothing you have ever done to me or said about me has fazed me. You might assume that I get angry with you and I do get angry. I get angry not at what you do or say to me but I get angry because you constantly miss the mark of what I am trying to reveal to you.
The time has finally come for us to meet once again and I can guarantee any and everybody watching this promo that I will be crowned the new World Champion this Sunday night at Test For The Best. How am I so sure? Because I am Anthony Bailey…APW’s only Promise…the only Promise that can't be broken. Until next time…
{{The scene slowly fades to black.}}[/color]
Two hundred and thirty-six years ago, fifty-six men from thirteen miniscule colonies gathered inside of the Assembly Room in Philadelphia’s Independence Hall and declared their independence from Great Britain. I commend these delegates for such courageous actions and their sacrifice, for the most part, has not been in vain. Moral deficiency has plagued mankind since the beginning of time but unfortunately, it seems as if present day America boasts in theirs. Infidelity, drug abuse, unethical practices, and even “harmless” matters such as gluttony is tolerable and if you think otherwise, you must quickly modernize your Stone Age way of thinking and get with the program.
But if that’s what getting with the program looks like, then leave me off of the itinerary. It is this postmodern mindset that has me cooped up inside of the St. Augustine Police Department when I should be out somewhere enjoying some barbecue and fireworks with family and friends. It is this postmodern mindset that can possess a man to break into the confines of your home while being filmed on camera and then refer to you as a “snitch” when you are simply hoping to bring justice and correction to the situation.
I cannot begin to become discouraged by my surroundings. If America does not presently reflect what the Second Continental Congress had intended, then I cannot sit back and naturally point the finger. I must begin to make a resolve, first internally then externally. Jason Andrew Kash is only a small quantity of what is wrong with this country, but a resolve will be made…either here in this police department or this coming Sunday. The result of it all falls on me.
{{The scene opens to the inside of the St. Augustine Police Department headquarters located in St. Augustine, FL. The Chief of Police Loran Lueders along with Assistant Chief Kevin Stark are seated at a roundtable along with Anthony Bailey, his mother Tracy Bailey, his mentor Frank Cavalli, his girlfriend Tasha, and his neighbor Paula Peterson, who is the key witness to this potential case. As video footage of Jason Kash roaming through the townhouse of Anthony Bailey is being played, everyone watches in complete silence. Everyone is sure to pay even closer attention to Anthony as he looks on with a stone cold glare. Wearing a red and white T-shirt that says “U.S. of A” across the chest, blue jeans, and a pair of red, white, and blue Nike sneakers, Anthony suddenly speaks up.}}[/color]
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: That’s it!! I have seen enough.
{{The Chief of Police Loran Lueders pauses the video as Anthony’s glaring look turns to one of disgust.}}[/color]
Loran Lueders: Are you ready to proceed with the decision?
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: Yes, I am…
Anthony stood on the frontier of one of his most vital decisions ever. Could he actually press charges and put Jason Kash behind bars? Yes, constitutionally he was able but Anthony likes to think long term. What would his fans think? What would Kash’s fans think? How would Jeff or Reginald treat him if he were the one responsible for putting one of their biggest megastars behind bars? He didn’t want to let the opinions of others influence his decision but their opinions were not to be disregarded all together.[/color]
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: I…I…do not want to press charges. I want to let providence deal with Jason Kash not the law.
{{Gasps and looks of shock fill the entire room.}}[/color]
Kevin Stark: Is there something wrong Mr. Bailey? Is somebody coercing your decision not to press charges? If it’s Kash, he could possibly be brought under charges of intimidation.
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: That won’t be necessary Chief Stark. Nobody is influencing my decision. Not Kash or anybody. This is all me.
{{Tracy grabs Anthony’s hand.}}[/color]
Tracy Bailey: Dear, please reconsider what you are saying. This deranged man broke into your home and could have harmed you. You are my only son and I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you.
{{Anthony begins to stroke his mother’s hand in hopes of comforting her.}}[/color]
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: It’s alright mom, I got this all under control. I’ll be fine; you don’t have to worry about me.
Tracy Bailey: But what if he comes back again and you aren’t there and he harms Tasha or something?
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: Mom…I said it’d be alright. Tasha will be safe; you and her both have my word.
{{Anthony smiles at Tasha and she smiles right back at him.}}[/color]
Loran Lueders: Well, the conclusion stands. The St. Augustine Police Department will respect and honor your decision but please do not hesitate to call us if something else happens. You have our card so feel free to contact us at anytime. We are here to serve you.
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: Thank you. You all have been very helpful to me, my family, and friends through this entire process.
Kevin Stark: You are welcome Mr. Bailey. That is everything that we need here on our end so you all are free to go. Enjoy the rest of your Independence Day and good luck on your match this Sunday as well.
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: Thank you…
{{Everyone rises to their feet, shakes hands with the Chief of Police and the Assistant Chief, and thank them one last time. Anthony and his entourage exit the room relieved that this is all over. As they are escorted outdoors by a few other police officers, Anthony expresses himself once again.}}[/color]
Hey you guys go ahead, I’ll catch up pronto.
Tracy Bailey: Okay but hurry up, Tasha and I want to start barbecuing before it gets too late.
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: Okay don’t worry, it won’t take long.
{{Anthony’s companions continue walking to the parking lot as he walks a bit more to the right. Leaning against the wall of the police department, he exhales, faces the camera, and begins to speak.}}[/color]
I’m so glad that is over with. Jason Kash’s antics will not ruin my holiday and my time to reflect on the humble beginnings of this country that I love dearly. But aside from the fireworks, the food, plans to attend the beach, or even wearing red, white, and blue something else struck me. In light of today, I decided to propose a challenge to you all. Feel free to label me as unpatriotic or whatever you’d like, but really try to understand where I am going with this. I’m sure you all have heard the heartfelt song “America the Beautiful” countless times throughout your life. Katharine Lee Bates and Samuel A. Ward will always be remembered for this timeless composition. But I want to inquire deeper about what message the song is trying to convey…is America truly beautiful? Is the America we abide in on a daily basis beautiful or is the America on paper, the America that grants certain rights, liberties, and opportunities, beautiful?
It’s basically a rhetorical question, but if I could answer I would say no it isn’t. America, if you wanted me to be honest and not sugarcoat anything, is not beautiful. Our jails and prisons are packed, our high school dropout rate is sky high especially among minorities, marriage divorce cases are filling our courts to their capacity, we are demolished in mind with drugs and drunkenness, we are broken in anatomy with all kinds of sexual perversion, and we are afraid to let our children saunter the streets and play because of what sexual predators might do to them. Where is America beautiful? Unless I missed something or am ignorant of the facts that I just presented, I will stand by my opinion. You don’t have to agree with me but you should look at the evidence and come to a logical conclusion on your own.
It’s not legitimate of me to attribute all of this country’s woes to one man, but to say that Jason Kash is not apart of the problem would be ludicrous. Him and people that share his worldview are most certainly aiding to the issue at the speed of light and I am not having any of it. Though everything in me wants to pen to my own song entitled “America the Atrocious,” I still haven’t given up hope. This country has potential to once again be great if the right people step up and lead. As much as I attempt to be the harbinger of truth, I cannot do this by myself nor am I even trying to do so. I know that I’m a mortal man even when Kash makes me look like some kind of cloistered monk who just sits inside of his house all day meditating.
Anthony is proud to be an American and wouldn’t have wanted to be born anywhere else. He’s tough on America and its immoral direction not because he loathes it, but because he cares deeply for it. The father who disciplines his children does it out of love and not spite.[/color]
I eat, sleep, and breathe just like the next man and though I stand out from the crowd, I am just like the next man. But I possess something that the average man does not…a platform and influence. There are a lot of influential people in my community. From the young married couple who cook food and feed the homeless every weekend all the way to the widowed father who adopts orphans and shows them a lavish life that they never even dreamed of. Those people have a tremendous amount of influence here locally but what they do not have is a pervasive platform to share their hearts. They will probably never be featured on CNN or in Time Magazine. But for some unknown reason, I was destined to be where I am currently at and doing what I am currently doing.
I’m not providing some false Obama like hope to turn this country around for the better, but what I am saying is that my win over Jason Kash for the World Title at Test For The Best this Sunday will spark a revolutionary chain reaction from sea to shining sea. From the Atlantic to the Pacific, people will not only be celebrating my victory with me, but they will be inspired…inspired to do better in life and start making commendable and long term changes in their lives, schools, jobs, and communities. I am not the entity looking forward to planning the biggest after party of the decade and ordering bottles upon bottles of liquor to celebrate my winning of the World Heavyweight Title. I will celebrate but my celebration will come long after my time here in APW and long after my years of pro wrestling.
When I am retired, old and gray and volunteering for a local charity or something along those lines, I will celebrate in knowing that I didn’t waste my life and that I made a difference. Kash, will you be able to say that when the time comes for you? Or will you have become some old skirt chaser and find a woman thinking that after all these years you have finally found true love? Enduring tumultuous times with Adora Bailey or Hailey Hitch was worth it because you would have found this woman…but to your apprehension she won’t even really love you. She’d just be in it for the financial benefits of your hefty Social Security check…if that even still exists.
Or if that isn’t your fate, maybe you will become the “cool” old guy on the block and invite the young high school boys over from time to time to show them how to make a bong or roll up a joint. They will love you and after you die, they will occasionally visit your grave and smoke some weed in remembrance of you. Is this what will become of your life? Yes but only if The Promise does not make a much needed intervention…and I need to act fast. I spared you earlier when I decided not to press charges against you, even though I really wanted to do so. Watching that video of you breaking into the privacy of my home made anger stir up inside of me. I wanted to slap the taste out of your mouth and dare you to retaliate so I could be free to slap you once again.
But seeing your face on that screen, I didn’t see a criminal. Though all of the evidence literally pointed to you I saw a helpless and hopeless man, not a criminal. I saw a man who has been circling the cul de sac for all of his life in pursuit of pleasure and fulfillment when true pleasure and fulfillment lie on the next street over. I saw a man who is on the brink of running out of gas because he’s so obsessed with the garbage in the cul de sac. Turn off the engine before it’s too late Kash. Turn off the engine and get out of the car before time is up. Just because you are able to drive a vehicle does not mean that you’re equipped to be in the driver’s seat. And just because you are a talented wrestler does not mean that you are guaranteed to hold onto that Title…there will always be people more qualified than you.
You are so consumed and concerned with harassing me on Twitter, my home’s bare walls, and how I spend my free time. July 8th is only four days away and that appears to be the least of your concerns. You have already lost the match and my limousine hasn’t even pulled up to the United Center yet. You have already been defeated because you should be concerned with the outcome of our last meeting and how I plan on following the same formula to duplicate the results. Break ins, Twitter threats, or criticizing my college doesn’t mean a thing to me. Nothing you have ever done to me or said about me has fazed me. You might assume that I get angry with you and I do get angry. I get angry not at what you do or say to me but I get angry because you constantly miss the mark of what I am trying to reveal to you.
The time has finally come for us to meet once again and I can guarantee any and everybody watching this promo that I will be crowned the new World Champion this Sunday night at Test For The Best. How am I so sure? Because I am Anthony Bailey…APW’s only Promise…the only Promise that can't be broken. Until next time…
{{The scene slowly fades to black.}}[/color]
