Manhood

It seems the standard of being a man has drastically declined.  Today what we allow to be called a man back in our Grandparents day would have been a laughing stock.  Men today are obsessed with the way they look, the clothes they wear, and the car they drive.  They have no care about what they are, it is all about the image.  Men use to be providers... hunters... gatherers.  Todays man is a testosterone filled woman.

Now we can look in many places in order to pass blame for this but lets start at home. Ladies you have to raise the standards of what you consider a man.  If you do that then men will raise the standard of what they have to do in order to attract you.  Ladies stop hyping up the men who wear nice clothes and drive nice cars, the impression is all I need is nice clothes and a nice car then I will get your attention.  Start looking at brothers who are doing things with there lives.  Find the Sexy in a 401K retirement plan.  Ask the brother what his 5 year goal is. These are the things that make a difference.  These are the things that a Man in todays society should be able to offer.  These are the things that will eventually make you happy in the future.  Not the 1995 q45 infinity  that he drove in 97...Man that ride was clean, while today you watch him stand at the bus stop waiting for his ride to the security job that he has down at the harbor.

Expect more from the men you allow into your life and you will see men start to change what is important to them.  You are the catalyst that brings about change.

Continuation

It is no secret that one of my all-time favorite Hip-Hop Artists is Pharoahe Monch. So here is probably one of the best verses I have ever heard him spit. Now don't get me wrong every time I listen to him I hear something new that makes me say damn. With that said understand that this verse right here always makes me say damn.

My book is a ovary
The pages I lust to turn
My pen's the penis
When I write the ink's the sperm
Desire, the fire that ignites the torch to burn
This is not rocket science
This is easy to learn
My mic's the gavel
When I talk courts adjourned
Respect, even if you was ashes you couldn't urn
I embody antibiotics
You are infected with germs
Rap's fatally ill, please get concerned
Players, pick turns to play, get burned
I color commentate the game like Chick Hearns
This is the moment of truth for my opponents and liars
Vocals alone evoke the emotion of black choirs
Fire, you don't wanna get burned like Richard Pryor
Move back, who's that, there, the live wire
You will feel me
You will admire
(My) Struggle
(My) Hustle
(My) Soul, Desire

My book is a ovary / The pages I lust to turn / My pen's the penis
When I write the ink's the sperm

This line here is deep he basically unravels the image of his Rhymes being conceived through the love of his writing and being born when they vibrate the bones in your ears. The next line takes me into another direction and points out the fact that we all have desire and need to understand the purpose of desire.

Desire, the fire that ignites the torch to burn /
This is not rocket science /
This is easy to learn

The Next line speaks of Respect which he no doubt deserves. The image of the respect that a judge is given in a court room is the ANCHOR of this line. Followed by the use and visualization of the Urn. This solidifies the Idea that respect is earned not given.

My mic's the gavel / When I talk courts adjourned /
Respect, even if you was ashes you couldn't urn

The imagery of the ashes in the urn gives way to the next verse going back to NAS's statement that Hip Hop is dead. But Pharaohe moves on letting you know that he is above the hypocrisy of Hip Hop with the statement "I embody antibiotics"

I embody antibiotics / You are infected with germs / Rap's fatally ill, please get concerned

He continues along the same vein that MOS DEF started with the line "I am the shot clock above the Game". In following line Pharaohe sets himself apart from the rest by commentating the action.

Players, pick turns to play, get burned / I color commentate the game like Chick Hearns

The following lines basically speak for themselves. He is bringing out the genius which is Pharoahe Monch and telling everyone to take heed because he is here and will remain for a long time.

This is the moment of truth for my opponents and liars /
Vocals alone evoke the emotion of black choirs /
Fire, you don't wanna get burned like Richard Pryor /
Move back, who's that, there, the live wire /

I promise not to write anything else for at least 8 months about Pharoahe. have fun...

Life Wasted

Dear Kenyatta As Samad

I feel as though I have awakened from a long and restless sleep. The things that i held most dear to me and my most valued possession has for the most part been a figment of my imagination. As I Awaken I am confronted with the eerie fact that I am alone and isolated. Those that i thought where there are nowhere to be found, but what is there are the leeches and maggots that feed off of my dying carcass. I am unable to find anything that brings light to my life or a smile to my heart. I am bitter and cold and appear to be getting worse. When I reach out to those around me that I kept as safety nets I see that life moves on and so do they. For all the times that I have played the role of comforter and pillar now that I am falling apart there is no one to lean on. I am a world onto myself. And if I am unable to fix me then I am afraid there is no hope.

There have always been doors opening in front of me for me to pass through in order to reinvent myself, but it appears that those doors are no longer opening. I am trapped and desperate. This is not a suicide cry or a plea for acceptance or release. This is me kicking myself in the ASS and telling myself it is time to regain control and to get my life in order. I need to try and kick start my life and move forward out of this rut. I need to find me, the old happy me. The me; that I know I can be. I need to be free….


Stepphon D. Gayle

Went to Chuurch This Morning.

I can not help but to get excited whenever I hear this song. Monch reminded me of who I am, and what I am doing. This is my desire, my passion, my fire.

The lyrics are deep and listen closely because the meanings may not be as simple as they appear. In my opinion this brother is still one of the best out there even if he doesn't have the platinum plaques on the wall to bolster his success. By remaining true to his art and doing what he does he will remain at the top to my list.

The mini movie for the Song "CLAP" is deeply moving. This video is sure to get you to think and to look at things from a different point of view. Clap is the first single off of the New Album W.A.R. (We are Renegades) by Pharoahe Monch.

Idle Thoughts

Today while driving to work, for some reason I thought about suicide bombers. I have no idea why but it jumped into my head. But that quickly lead me to think about the Kamikaze pilots of world War II. Wouldn't you consider them to be suicide bombers? I thought about it for a while and came to the conclusion that they were the same. Fighting at all and any cost. Wow, the level of brain washing that it must take to tell someone to take their life for a cause that may not be their own. Incredible. But then I thought about the other side, consider the Kamikaze pilot who gave his life knowing that his family would be taken care of. Ironically enough the U.S. dropped 2 atomic bombs on Japan thus rendering the contract that the Kamikaze pilots agreed to useless. knowing this would they have still went through with it? I wonder. Oh and for the record George A. Custer was a Dumbass.

I"M Beamin

Today I am going to talk about me.  Something that I don't usually do.  Some folks think that I am a negative person and think that I am miserable.  The truth is I am happy as hell.  I speak about the things that I don't like and that is because no one ever wants to talk about the things that upset them.  I have no problem telling the world when I am not happy.  This is how I deal with my stress I blow that shit out.  No need keeping it in right? 

If you think that I am a negative person that just means that you watch me from a distance because if you were to move closer you would see the real me not the hologram.  Wake up, see me, learn me and I am sure you will love me.  or love to hate me.  either way there is love involved.

 

I am out.

His Story...

This was brought to my attention today by a friend of mine who, we will just say had some good points. The article in itself is fine and noteworthy, however the subject matter (for me at least) opens a hornets nest of problems.

First of all to rewrite Mark Twain is ridiculous. The literary art was written in the tone of its time. If we are going to head down this path then we will be reworking every piece of American literature to date. So because that during the time the book was written and the time that it represents they used words that we deem offensive in todays society it should be rewritten? How does this not become censorship? Once again we have narrow minded people doing what they deem to be right without thinking of exactly what the ramifications are. If we change this book then we have to change all books that someone is offended by. With that said where do we stop? and who determines what gets redone and what doesn't?

All of these questions and more should be on the lips of everyone who has read or has had a part in this matter. People can not change the past by rewriting history. That is the way things were and we should embrace that because if we start changing the written history one day they will be able to say that it never existed. Instead of being offended by the work we should use it as a measuring stick so that we can show our children and their children how far we have come or not.

This, to me, is sickening.

Is it Worth it?

This article caught my eye and brought about a lot of funny responses.  I asked my self after 30 years would I want them to just say oh we were wrong you are free to go?  I don't know my response would probably be something like.  What in the Hell do you expect me to do now that you want to free me?  My life is ruined.  But after reading the full article I found that this is even funnier than I originally thought.  It appears that the man in question was released on Parole after serving 30 years of a 75 year sentence for aggravated robbery( that in itself deserves a WTF!!).  Then a week after he was released on Parole he gets a letter from the state saying that DNA evidence has proven his innocence.  Wow so this guy goes to jail when he is 20 years old and gets out at the ripe old age of 50 on parole ( he was denied an appeal 3 times) only to have someone come up and say hey we made a mistake.  That white woman was wrong you didn't rape her.  SMH!

a damn shame.

 

Texan declared innocent after 30 years in prison - U.S. news - Crime & courts - msnbc.com

 

 

A Cause for Panic?

Should the people of Arkansas be alarmed by the outrageous number of fish and birds that have died in the last few days.  At present the count is 5,000 blackbirds and 100,000 drum fish have died in the state.  Officials state that although these instances happened 125 miles apart they are not related.  Hmmm I am not sure that I want to believe them on this matter.  125 miles is nothing when we talk about ecosystems.  Biologist say that the 5,000 black birds (one species only) died due to stress related issues. IE. fireworks or plans.  This seems a little far fetched to me,  Could there be some sort of testing or toxic dumping going on in the State?  Who knows but I will watch to see if anything else happens in the state.  However I for one will think twice before making my next visit to Memphis.

Massive fish kill blankets Arkansas River - CNN.com

 

Wow!

Another Year has passed and I haven't written a single thing. Well a lot has happened in 2010 but it is all history now so my New Years resolution will be to actively post on this blog again. I can do it, I know I can. My first post will be...

LET'S GO STEELERS!!!!!