What Is The World Coming To???

Two stories that I cam across in the past week have made a soft spot in my heart.

The first story involves a huge power outtage near the Mid-West and East Coast. Due to recent ice storm an estimated 1.3 miliion homes have been without power for some days now. It is estimated that their power will not be back on until mid-February. I know that I'm often cold while sitting in my office here at work with some semi-heat and I'm near freezing at night when sleeping. If it weren't for my portable heater I would be sick all winter long without having to even leave my house to get sick. So, I know how hard and unbearable this must be for those people who are doing their best to survive under these extremely harsh conditions. My heart goes out to them and I pray that something happens very soon before 25 more people die.

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090129/ap_on_re_us/winter_storm


The second story is that of a crazes lunatic who killed his 5 kids, his wife and then himself after he and his wife were fired from their job. Are times that hard that some would rather die than to be jobless? What ever happened to making due or getting by? Why take your life because of something that can be fixed? Why take your children't lives because of your problems? My mind can't even begin to grapple what would make him commit such a horrendous act. So many questions with no answers. This is definitely one story I wish I had the power to go back and undo.

http://www.cnn.com/2009/CRIME/01/27/family.dead/index.html?imw=Y&iref=mpstoryemail

At Last......

"At Last, my love has come along!" Scratch that, At Last my president is a person of color.

So I'm peacefully sitting at home listening to music from my Ipod Dock. I mean I was really gettin it. You would have thought I was performing at Madison Square Garden the way I was jammin to the sounds of Stevie and Alicia Keys. Well anyway, my phone rings.

Phone rings
Ma - Are you watching the ball
Me - Huh
Ma - It's on channel 7, turn to it, HURRY UP
Me - Ok, OMG, how did I not know about this
Ma - Call Me Later!
Me - Ok! Love ya

I don't have cable and regular TV SUCKS, therefore I don't watch TV much. As a result, I miss out on a lot of TV specials, and I LOVE TV specials!!! I mean, I guess if I had read the newspapers and listened to people talk I would have known about the Neighborhood Ball. Whatever, I caught it just at the right time.

I turned to it about 5 minutes before the very memorable First Dance. Just as it was coming on, my also clueless, nameless friend (cough Cough TC) calls me and I tell her to quickly turn to ABC. She does and becomes just as enthralled as I am. We both say at the exact time (I kid you not, and it wasn't scripted), "I Love Black Love... Shut Up! *insert uncontrolled, genuine laughter.* LOL!!!

I normally don't get teary eyed over, um....ANYTHING. Ask my mom, she'll tell ya. Hell, I don't even cry at funerals. But I must admit that I was strongly and passionately fighting back tears (alone in my room lounging in my undies) as I watched my President and First Lady dance to the sweet tunes of 'At Last' performed by the immensely talented Beyonce. I guess I could have balled like a baby and no one would have known (did I really ball like a baby??? hmmmmm, the world shall never know mu-ha).

It was a perfect way to end a campaign season and a perfect way to start a presidency. They looked perfect and they even danced perfectly (awkwardness, restraint and all).

I FEEL REALLY PROUND TO BE AMERICAN RIGHT NOW!
MAY WE CONTINUE TO TAKE STEPS IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION TO ACTUALLY BE THE GREAT NATION WE SO OFTEN CLAIM TO BE

I'm Just Sayin!!!

Bonafide Fatass

To continue off of my last post about admitting to secretly being in love with the Smiths, I have another confession to make. *sighs* I AM A FATASS!!!!! Wait wait, let me explain before you start laughing at me or wondering what the hell I am talking about.

I believe that being a fatass can come in two forms; physical and mental.
Physical fatasses are just that, fat. Mental fatasses come in all shapes and sizes. I used to be a double fatass, which means i had both physical and mental characteristics of a true fatass. But thanks to the gym, healthy eating and a competitive market, I've reformed into just being a mental fatass. Mental fatasses love to eat and talk about food. I myself have gotten into some heated debates about good food and people often compare my talking about food to making hot sweaty love or having an orgasm (yeah, it's that deep yall).

So I was talking with a friend about fatasses and here is a list that I've come up with as to the true signs of a fatass (mental, that is).

1. Fatasses are always talking about food.
No matter what the conversation is about; sex, a recent movie, Obama, the NYC Subway, a fatass will sneak in something about food just to, let's say, spice up the conversation. See I just did it again. DAMN DAMN DAMN.

2. Fatasses are always thinking about food.
Even if the said fatass is eating a meal at that exact moment, they are thinking about how good their next meal is going to be (which will probably be within the hour)

3. Fatasses are always eating food.
This is where it gets tricky. A fatass is always eating something. Whether is be a full meal or a granola bar or a bag of chips, they are always putting something (something edible, you nasty people) into their mouths. I don't care if all you snack on is apple slices (which by the way is a super healthy snack. Add some peanut butter and you have yourself a power packed lunch. You're Welcome!) If you do this more time than not throughout the day you're a fatass.

4. Fatasses are always coming up with ways to eat and not get fat, full or something like that.
Evidence:
"I Kinda wanna visit Nawlins and not eat the week before and wear spandex pants and just keep pulling them up over my belly. Oh yeah, and have a fanny pack with resuscitation devices just in case I pass out and need to be revived."
"I wish I could replace my stomach with a pouch so that I could eat and eat and never get full. I'd just empty out the pouch when I finished a meal and start all over again with the eating. That way I wouldn't get fat and I could try a lil bit of all the food I want to eat. It'll be like heaven"

5. Fatasses are always comparing food or eating to some grand adventure or experience.
Have you ever been around someone recanting a story of what they ate for dinner or lunch and they described it in such a way that only a true bonafide fatass can. They described in detail how the food smelled, looked, tasted and how it made them feel. Then after hearing their story your mouth is watering and you want to stab them because you are all of a sudden feining what they described. Fatasses have a way of pulling you into their obsession with food against your will. TRUST ME, I know. I do it almost on a daily basis.

DO YOU HAVE ANY SIGNS OF A FATASS???

I'm Just Sayin!!!!

The Smiths (*insert angry snarl*)

This is from a series of emails I sent to my friend TC on 12/12/2008. ENJOY!!!!!

I fucking hate The Smiths. I don't understand how one family could be that fucking wonderful, besides of course the Obamas (inauguration day is coming soon. Be sure to catch it or youtube it). I hate them!!!! Jada, and her wonderful dresses and super pretty smile. Will and his always dapper dress and super-toned physique. Willow and her absolute adorableness. Jaiden and his "omg, I love this kid" appeal. AND that curly fro thingy he has going on. It's just too much fabulosity. I HATE THEM WITH A PASSION. Oh yeah I forgot about the older kid who's a fucking football star in the making. AND the mother who looks like a Jada's sister.

After I see 'Seven Pounds,' I'm officially starting a ban against the Smiths. No movies, no music, no pictures, no conversations about them, no secret gushy thoughts, no wishing they'd invite me over for the holidays (which I'm sure are Grade-A holidays), etc etc. HA TAKE THAT Smiths and all of your fabulosity.

1/12/08

After some very long pondering, I've decided to give the Smiths a second chance. I mean, I guess it's not their fault that they are that great. It's not their fault that they are the real life Huxtables. It's not their fault that I want to be invited on their family vacations (well maybe this one is their fault, but who's pointing fingers????) It took me a long while to admit this but *sighs*, I LOVE THE SMITHS. I just can't help it!!!!

I'm Just Sayin!!!!

Give Me Back My Damn Kidney, you BITCH!!!!

I've been hearing about this story for a couple of days and just really paid attention to it. *side note* I think that these movie companies are really starting to do cross promotions at an extreme level cause this case reminds me a lot of Seven Pounds (the movie). Anyway, this guy gave his ailing "faithful" estranged wife a Kidney and now he wants it back (HA!!!) He says and I quote, "My first priority was to save her life. The second bonus was to turn the marriage around." *blank stare*

I completely understand the wanting to save her life part. I mean she IS, after all, the mother of his kids. BUT what I wanna know is, when did giving someone one of your vital organs constitute them owing you anything, especially a second shot. I think a thank you card and maybe flowers is enough. Only some selfish prick would donate in hopes that the other person would be their indentured servant...for life. That was this mans mistake (what a dumbass). He thought that by giving her...um, the gift of life that their rocky marriage would all of a sudden, um...be cleansed of the toxins (lol, get the reference? cleanse, like a kidney does. OMG people THINK!!!) Jokes on him because she later cheated on him. I guess she wanted a man with 2 kidneys and hubby just couldn't fit that mold.

So now he is saying that she either give him the kidney back (not gonna happen. I mean wouldn't that be suicide???) OR pay him $1.5million (a price that experts determined as sufficient).
1. I didn't know you could place a price on a gift for a kidney.
2. I didn't know that you could sue someone to get it back after giving it to them.
3. Where in the hell is she gonna get 1.5 million dollars?
4. I pray to God that taxpayer money isn't going into this case in anyway cause this shit is just off the chain.

Even if he won (which aint gonna happen. no one forced him to give her his kidney), he aint gonna get the Kidney back and I'm sure his wife doesn't have $1.5 million just laying around. I say that dude just need to MOVE ON and stop holding a grudge before he turns to alcohol (he only has one kidney)

I'm Just Saying!!!!

Serve & Protect or Kill???

I'm @ work and online as usual (I guess I should be being productive, but....whatever). I just came across a story at www.concreteloop.com about ANOTHER young black brotha being murdered by the police.

According to Concreteloop:
Oscar J. Grant III, 22, was shot in the back and killed by 27-year-old Bay Area Rapid Transit (BART) police officer Johannes Mehserle early on New Year’s Day. Graphic video of Grant’s death shows Mehserle shooting the unarmed Grant in the back as he lay face down while other officers restrained him.

AND

Just a day later, a police officer in Bellaire, Texas, shot Robert Tolan, the 23-year-old son of World Series Champion Bobby Tolan outside of their home.

I currently live in NY. Brooklyn Stand Up!!!!! and I hear a lot of stories about black men being murdered, assaulted, or harassed by the police. I've been very furtunate not to have experienced any of this but for a many young black brotha in my age group this is a part of their daily lives.

I know that the police have a job of serving and protecting the community. *Big up to all my good cops out there who are doing the right thing, including my big brother who is an ATL police officer* But, a lot of these cops, especially the white cops, don't give a damn about serving and protecting urban/inner city/black communities. They don't live in these communities so they don't have a vested interest in seeing the community grow and actually become safer. They come from, whereever the hell they come from, do their jobs, and leave...waiting to collect that check every 2 weeks. So that brotha on the corner or those brotha packed in their cars aren't THEIR sons, brothers, nephews, uncles, cousins, husbands, boyfriends, friends, neighbors etc...so they could give a damn about treating them with the human dignity they deserve, even if they are up to no good (which many of times ISN'T the case).

I'm sick of hearing stories about an unarmed black man being murdered, not by some crazed murderer or from an act of passion, but by the very person whose job it is to make them feel safe. And another fucked up thing about that is that these cops, who are almost always white, NEVER get punished besides a short suspension designed only to take heat off the department. I mean, whatever happened to a shop in the kneecap or in the arm or some place to stun the perpetrator. Are copy trained to aim as death zones? No seriously, if you know the answer PLEASE PLEASE tell me, I'm dying to know.

I don't know what could be done to stop this madness. I guess as long as racism lives, shit like this will continue to happen. All we can do as people, regardless of race, is to stand up to this bullshit and make it known that this will not be accepted and these cops will not go unpunished. We protest everydamn thing in this country but maybe something else needs to be done in the face of this matter.

Please feel free to offer any ideas/solutions/whatever to combat this issue.

This post is dedicated to:
Sean Bell
Amadou Diallo
Robert Tolan
Oscar J. Grant III
And any young black brotha that has been unjustly harassed, assaulted, or murdered by a police officer.

I'm Just Sayin!!!!!

Rules For Visitors

I was talking with my photographer and a nameless friend of mine about visitors. Luckily I've been fortunate about having visitors to my house as they have all heeded to my set of rules, which by the way are non-negotiable. But for those of you with visitors/visitor issues please iterate these rules to them and their vacation, or whatever, should run smoothly

Rules for Visiting.:
1. No A.M. flights, period, coming or going. This not only fucks up sleep for the for the host who has to a.) pick up or drop yo ass off at the airport/train/taxi/bus/moped (?????), or b.) go to work [you on vacation mutha f*&#@#$ not me!!!!], BUT it messes up your sleep as well (See, I can be nice ;)). Either arrive the night before or come in the afternoon and miss out on hours that could've been spent doing that touristy shit you like.
2. No, we will not be acting like ballers over the weekend. Yes, this is a vacation for you and you've saved for this trip, but guess you what, THIS AINT A VACATION FOR ME. I still have bills to pay and I have my own damn vacation to save for (you know where I actually get away from this place). So, unless you paying my way and yours, be happy with the cheap shit and that you are here.
3. Please do not contact me ahead of time asking me what to wear, what we are going to do, what the weather is like blah blah blah. Um, the internet is available to EVERYBODY. If you wanna know the weather, look that shit up just like I would do. Also, I am not a fucking party planner. I will take into consideration that you are a visitor and that you've probably never been here before, but don't be expecting me to know every damn thing going on that weekend. You better go to www.citysearch.com and find some shit that you wanna see/do. And stop it with the "What should I wear?" Are you fucking kidding me!!!! Is this the first time you've ever been on vacation??? Dress comfortable! I don't know what you got in yo damn closet. Don't you ever go out @ home? Use your brain Dammit!!!!!
4. DO NOT think that you're not gonna lift a finger in my house and that I'm going to serve you like Jeffrey or *insert a butler name*. Um, you aint paying me for that service so you ain't gettin it. This is NOT Hotel De *insert your name* and I am not a concierge/bellman/guest service agent/server/whatever. I'll wash dishes and clean up and shit on the first day. The second day you better have yo ass in there helping. POINT BLANK!!!!!!
5. In the case that you do plan some shit, don't plan A.M. stuff without permission from the host. Just cause you like to wake up at or before the crack of dawn doesn't mean that I do. Enough said.
6. BE INDEPENDENT!!!! You might wanna do some shit that I just don't wanna do or don't have the time to do or can't afford to do (unless of course you pay for me then I'm all for it). You better start learning how to do thing by yourself or meet someone and go with them.
7. Don't be crabby when you come. BE happy that your are a.) on vacation b.) not paying for a hotel, which can be very expensive btw, and c.) ON VACATION. I've invited you into my home. Please don't ruin that by being a crabby guest.

I'm Just Sayin!!!!!

PLEASE FEEL FREE TO ADD YOUR OWN RULES

Airport Racism, WTF?!?!?!?!?

So once again I'm at work and I decided to look on my favorite news source, yahoo news and I came across this story.
http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20090106/ts_alt_afp/ustransportairsecuritymuslimsrights_090106002219

For all of you lazy bums who don't like to read full stories, I'll summarize it for you. A man was rewarded $240,000 dollars for being forced to cover Arab T-shirt reading "We Will Not Be Silent." According to the news source, He was told other passengers felt uncomfortable because an Arabic-inscribed T-shirt in an airport was like "wearing a T-shirt at a bank stating, I am a robber,'" the ACLU said.
I'm thinking to myself when did being of Arab descent become synonymous with being a terrorist. AND when did we lose the right to freely express ourselves. I'll admit, I get a lil scared when I'm on a plane and someone starts acting weird, no matter what their race or nationality may be. But people, we need to grow up!!!!! I think of myself as an equal opportunity racist (meaning I HATE ALL PEOPLE, Black, White, Latino, Jewish, the Rich, the dumb , especially the dumb) but this has gone way tooo far!!! And for a major airline to feed into this racist bullshit this guy should have been rewarded more and the employees should have been fired, recession and all. I'm very happy that he stood up for not only his freedom of expression but his right not to be discriminated against because of his ethnicity when all he wanted to do was go from point A to point B.
I'm pretty sure that those "other" passenger on the plane were dumb hick fucks who've never been out of their trailer park and know no better than what they see at the weekly swap meet/flea market.

Life after 9/11 is crazy, no one has any rights anymore. What's next? In order to board a plane will I have to wear all black or something?

I'm just sayin!!!!
Thoughts????

Movies Today SUCK!!!!

Ok, maybe they don't suck but they are taking themselves too seriously now-a-days. Let's Take 7 Pounds for instance. I think Will Smith is a great actor and so my my cousin Melody (her husband is just catching on to his skills). BUT this movie is wayyyy too much. Rosario Dawson and Will Smith had good chemistry and they are great actors but give me a break. Why was this movie soooo damn soppy, and depressing and unrealistic. People in real life don't act so passionately about things (except for my lil bro Christophe, but that's a whole other story). I can't even continue to talk about that movie because it's boring me, and because I don't want to step on the toes of my one day co-star, biggest celebrity in the world, greatest actor in the world, funniest man on the planet, Mr. 4th of July (Yeah, I'm sucking up, and what!!!!)

After discussing 7 pounds my cousin asked me if I was going to see that Jamie Foxx movie about the crazy black violinist who is saved by the altruistic (look it up) white guy. I sent her this [with some added stuff just for the blog ;) ]:

I'm sick of these "white man saves artistic but challenged black *insert man woman or child* movies. I mean can we please get a movie where black people and white people on equal footing. And all these feel good movies are killing me. I know it's the winter season and around the holidays but where is the killing, the funny, the action, the ignorance. I'm sick of feelin all warm and mushy inside. I'm sick of that awww feeling. I'm sick of fighting back that one tear when the good guy save the *insert man woman or child* from some horrible plight. I just wanna watch a movie and be like "WHOA!!!! Did you see that shit?!?!?1 DAYUM that was tight!!!!."

I saw all this to say....MOVIES SUCK NOW-A-DAYS

A Response to Racism

So my friend Toccara came across this very interesting comment to a story on www.newsweek.com The Link to the story and it's comments is below.
http://www.newsweek.com/id/176787

So this ASSHOLE writes this:

Posted By: Smite me @ 12/23/2008 2:10:57 PM
I for one hope that the election of Barack Obama will help end the "reverse racism" in this country. If a black person doesn't get a job (e.g. Turner Gill and the head coach job at Auburn), there are idiots (Charles Barkley) that immediately say it's because of race. I, as a struggling white male, hope that the election of Obama will end the real racism in our country... racism found in job ads where "minorities are encouraged to apply." I for one have NEVER been encouraged to apply for anything, and when I do, half the time a minority with obvious less credentials gets amazing opportunities that I never got... full rides to college with lower SATs/ACTs than me... yet to pay for college, I work three jobs. Not one, not two, but three. Oh, and I have a mountain of student loan debt too. Yet, my minority friends with lower scores lower grades, lower everything get the red carpet rolled out for them because of the color of their skin.

So here's to Barack Obama. May I never hear the words "affirmative action" strong>>again.

Here is the response that I sent to my Cousin:

Hmmm...where do I begin?????
1. Are they really his friends if he thinks so little of them?
2. He's never been encouraged to apply for job. Um...well have you ever been denied the opportunity to even think about applying for a job because of the color of you skin?
3. Why does this fucker say with obvious less credentials as if being a minority (in which we as a collective are the majority) is automatically associated with "less credentials."
4. And even if they did have "less credentials" that doesn't matter. People don't want to work with pompus assholes who know everything before they are taught it. Maybe the "less credentialed (i made up a word) minority had people skills or a willing to learn or was just nicer.
5. Lower Sat/Act scroes doesn't mean you're dumb. I didn't score as high as I would have liked but I know that I am smarter than most White people put together. Of course white kids in white schools funded by property taxes will score higher because the schools cram the test down their throats from the first day of the school. Those kids aren't necessarily smart, they just have mastered the are of testing. While our government funded schools are more concerned with everything else but teaching the test or even basic skills.
6. Who told this dumb fuck to go to an expensive school. And since he's soooo smart why didn't he have scholarships. You're smart and went to a slightly inexpensive school on scholarship, which I'm sure wasn't just for minorities so he's just a dumb ass.
7. Who cares that he works three jobs. Um...school isn't free. Stop complaining.
8. Yes, people may not get jobs because of other factors than race, but a lot of times that one factor is extremely important. They judge us on the fact that we are black and then everything associated with that becomes something we have to "downplay." Our natural rhythm, our comfortable, loose dress styles, our Hair (don't even get me started). All of these things which have nothing to do with our ability to do the job but little Johnny can have a long ponytail and get the job but Hakeem, staying true to his roots and himself with braids or locks must make that unavoidable change (cutting one's hair and getting a fade) to get accepted by corporate America (accepted because of quotas and not looking bad, not respected or wanted). And if Keisha wears her hair unstraightened then she is making a political statement. When did my hair growing naturally out of my scalp become a fucking political statement.

THE DICK who wrote this needs to STFD and STFU

ANY THOUGHTS??????????

Tattoos...Um, YEAH!!!

So I'm sitting here, bored as usual. I come across Trey Songz on www.theybf.com (dope ass blog, check it out) and apparently Natasha ( the creator of said blog) thinks he's all sexy and stuff. Fine, Whatever, I don't get it, but to each his own. But i did noticed something in the pictures that struck me as odd. I've met Trey Songz many a time while working at the Time Hotel. He's nice and his mother was really friendly. I even share the same B'day with him 11/28/84 GO SAGS!!!!!

What struck me as odd was the fact that he has so many damn tattoos. Then it got me to thinking about other young celebrities with dozens, if not more, tattoos. Rihanna, Chris Brown, Bow Wow to name a few. I know that being young and rich can make you wild out but damn, we must remeber that what we do now Will affect us as adults. I mean really do they want to be old with al these dumb ass tattoos on their bodies; aligned stars, people's names, weird ass unnecessary shapes and swivels.

When did tattoos become the in thing to have??? I am completely fine with one or 2 or even 3 well thought, startegically placed (as in I wanna get a job one day so the neck tat or the hand tat wont be a smart idea) tattoos. But a bunch of tattoos all over have got to go. I mean people are going way too far left, getting tattoos on their face i.e. the game and scalp i.e. mike tyson. WTF!!!!! Get it together Black People. Next week, White people and those damn big ass holes in their ears and weirdly placed piercings (nips, nose bridge etc). EWWWWW!!!!!

I'm Just Sayin!!!!