Im sarcastic, I know it. It feels good. But all this talk of the devil...speaking of the devil, don't you just love all of this satanic shit and devillish jargon that is taking place. Oh...the Illuminati this, Oh...the illumanit that. Myron, watch out...they may come for you. Conspiracy, conspiracy, conspiracy. Please, get a grip. Jay-Z worships the devil, yeah...no more than you and I. They are now saying that this famous Illuminati gang is invading gospel music, gospel pastors, athletes after having successfully taken over the Hip-Hop estate.
I'll be damn. Is that right? Now every bootlegger and DVD salesman can sell more. (Thank God for them, I am not hating on the hustle. I love me some bootlegs. Please don't let the bootleg salesmen join the Illuminati, I need my cheap DVDs and CD's) And now every, philosophical nutcase can expound on his or her analysis of debate to exchange the disposition of those whom choose to annihilate the masses with devillish diatribes...ok get my drift. Fancy talkers, fancy images.
Can we look deeper? Maybe the Illuminati exist like all other things and ideas, because we buy into it. Maybe we are looking for something new to buy into and are not realizing that hey, who gives a what, what. Think for a second, do you really believe busy millionaires and athletes have time for the satanic rituals and codes and odes of conduct. Also, from a religious perspective...isn't it a persons right to choose whom and what they will worship? Are we witch hunting again? Isn't this America, you know, the land of the free? Please people, conversation of the Illumaniti is tantillizing and sensational, makes me say "whoa", then I move on.
On a deeper note, the Illuminati or talks of it, can destroy people's aspirations. We must be careful to watch how we buy into it. Easily, we can destroy what minority kids aspire to be. Let's say we do believe all of our stars and idols are devil worshippers...what does this say about us? It says that we are systematically destroying what our kids may aspire to be. Maybe our kids want to be these athletes, musicians, preachers, singers and movie stars...if we buy into the notion that the current line of stars are satanic....don't think for a second that our kids won't start practicing satanic ideals, because they want to be stars. And sometimes they want this at all cost. Maybe the Illuminati is a big joke that watches us and laughs and says "damn...I the media am that good, to where they will believe almost anything." Don't be called stupid to your face! Ask yourself why are they only associating African Americans with this notion. What about the rock and rollers, what about the Jim Carrey's, Tom Cruises, Marilyn Manson's and Al Pacino's and Quentin Tarratino's...and God knows...Justin Beibers...what about all of the movie stars, actors and actresses, rock stars, agents and athletes that are not black....people please don't do this....
Someone said Barack Obama is in this. So, not only do you destroy entertainers and those that aspire to be. You believe and thus destroy the image of Barack Obama, educated black man. Okay, so what do we aspire for now? Who do we aspire to be now? You put everyone down as Illuminati, so now who do we aspire to be? PAY ATTENTION...think for yourself.
On another note, lets say these guys are Illuminati and that worshiping the devil is.....you know, bad! Maybe we all should join. Think about it, do you neglect your kids, do you lie to your spouse, do you hate on black men/women for trying to get ahead, do you hate on people period, do you support black art, knowledge and/or education, do you support poor people, do you beat your wife, do you cheat on your spouse, are you greedy.....I can name a million and one questions that many people could probably answer "yes" to, and would thus qualify them as SATANIC NUT-CASES! Damn Jay-Z and who someone tells you might be Illuminati...your evil ass, with your evil ass ways...should seek to join this satanic group. I mean, you know the laws of humanity and God...where do you fit in? HMMMmmmmmm.....think for yourself.
Don't be played for the fool....like me and my humor, I love sarcasm, because I can recognize a joke...when I see one....May the Divine bless, reveal and heal you....over and out!
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Collage Days
Some days, I like many others have many things to say. I wanted to talk about relationships and the process of the cold approach that guys have to experience when furthering their interest in a love interest. The only thing I can say about this is...how gruesome. How horrendous is it for a guy to muster up the courage to approach a female, with the hopes of generating a good result? I'd say very horrendous. By the time a guy is 25, he has seen every mixed signal in the book and has experienced all of the shields that women feel they have to put up! My advice...don't waste time. People (women included) have a way of showing interest, and now that everyone is soooo independent and against traditional norms, guess what....she can approach you.
And after leaving the sphere of relationships, I enter the realm of the US and hate. These two go together. Why? This is what we do best. There is an article that says the US is not number one in the Western Hemisphere. And we owe this wonderful standing to none other than the one and only "itself"...you got it..."competition"! Can you believe it? Spurned by hatred, kept alive by greed...yes competition fuels hatred and what we hate, we don't support. Thanks to this, we hate each other, we talk shit about each other, we crucify and take from each other, we don't believe in each other and we don't experience each other in all fullness. These are the grounds for competition and yes no one gives, therefore, since we are not into promoting our own talent and since we send work overseas...for bigger profits...we suffer. Oh well, who cares...good ole' America right. Divine Transformation needed.
After we leave here, we join hands with Soul and as I was studying Divine Transformation and meditating on it...I came accross a line that said everything has a soul. I have always thought this and will continue to think this. I also notice how very few see this. Everything has a soul. Soul is in the way we speak, act, do and conduct ourselves. This soul/passion is missing in life and morale. Many people think its mind over matter. Transformation says it soul over matter. Can you say..."look at the NBA"? Look at life...just observe people's behavior. I went to Moca Lounge in Harlem on Saturday...it was a sit-down fest. The music doesn't move people anymore. The fashion doesn't move people. People get dressed to come out and look at cell phones and each other. No soul in the interaction. Just dead. Too many of us live in our heads...like Chaka Khan said...you tell me you're going to play it smart/we're threw before we start"! I miss the soul of life. If you're a barber, make the clipper an extension of your hand. If you play ball, play like its the first or last game. Make a dunk and a jump shot a thing of beauty...and please...play some d. If you like fashion, dress like never before and show your style. If you are social, socialize like now is forever. Have soul and live....GET OUT OF YOUR HEAD!
And LIVE OUT LOUD!
And after leaving the sphere of relationships, I enter the realm of the US and hate. These two go together. Why? This is what we do best. There is an article that says the US is not number one in the Western Hemisphere. And we owe this wonderful standing to none other than the one and only "itself"...you got it..."competition"! Can you believe it? Spurned by hatred, kept alive by greed...yes competition fuels hatred and what we hate, we don't support. Thanks to this, we hate each other, we talk shit about each other, we crucify and take from each other, we don't believe in each other and we don't experience each other in all fullness. These are the grounds for competition and yes no one gives, therefore, since we are not into promoting our own talent and since we send work overseas...for bigger profits...we suffer. Oh well, who cares...good ole' America right. Divine Transformation needed.
After we leave here, we join hands with Soul and as I was studying Divine Transformation and meditating on it...I came accross a line that said everything has a soul. I have always thought this and will continue to think this. I also notice how very few see this. Everything has a soul. Soul is in the way we speak, act, do and conduct ourselves. This soul/passion is missing in life and morale. Many people think its mind over matter. Transformation says it soul over matter. Can you say..."look at the NBA"? Look at life...just observe people's behavior. I went to Moca Lounge in Harlem on Saturday...it was a sit-down fest. The music doesn't move people anymore. The fashion doesn't move people. People get dressed to come out and look at cell phones and each other. No soul in the interaction. Just dead. Too many of us live in our heads...like Chaka Khan said...you tell me you're going to play it smart/we're threw before we start"! I miss the soul of life. If you're a barber, make the clipper an extension of your hand. If you play ball, play like its the first or last game. Make a dunk and a jump shot a thing of beauty...and please...play some d. If you like fashion, dress like never before and show your style. If you are social, socialize like now is forever. Have soul and live....GET OUT OF YOUR HEAD!
And LIVE OUT LOUD!
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Sissy's always prevail...but.......do they really?
Bishop Eddie Long...if I wrote a letter to you, it would berate and lambaste you for your mistakes. However, I think most people are already doing that. At least the ones that are not afraid of saying how they feel. And truly on a human level, you deserve it like anyone else does. And on another level, as an American we need to realize that anger and disgusts are emotions and let's be real...we deserve to have them and express them. This is what we call real. However, your situation (whether true or false) brings to light several issues of and about the American psyche (as of late)...that we Americans need to address. So, my letter would address issues along the lines of accountability for all, including you. My letter would also address this sissy-ship and sissy-itis that is taking place amongst women and sad to say...men!
So here goes:
Dear Bishop Long,
You are a teacher, preacher and scholar. Congrats. You are a human first. I don't know the names of those who are in cohoots with you. So we will call them X and Y (like Math)! You three had an arrangement, according to legend, and now X and Y want to drag you through the mud. Damn! And now like the sissy's they are they want to "blow up the spot" cause you did them wrong. That's funny. Not the situation, but people's mentallity in 2010 is funny.
X and Y say that you abused your authority and leadership and that you took advantage of them. Yes Brother Long, they say that you used luxury gifts, cars, trips, clothes and money to lure them into bed. And like the good and innocent kids their lawyers think they were you are being sued because they couldn't fend for themselves. "How dare you you Bishop, offer candy to those poor, slow and disenfranchised kids." God only knows, they probably didn't notice the difference between luxury and regular gifts. I mean what is this lawsuit really about, their worth. Do they feel short-changed? Do they feel you should've have given more? Who knows....let's see if we can solve the unknown, like Math.
X and Y. I don't if anyone told you, but there is a difference between clothes from Walmart and clothing from Gucci. There is a difference between a Lexus and a beat-up Honda. There is a difference between a first class flight to London or Paris and a coach flight to Denver. By now I think you get my drift. You both received luxury gifts and now you have a problem. Bull-shit. You are the problem. Now three years later, we should feel sorry for you. Now we should stone Bishop Long to death. No way, hold your hand out for swats too. You know what the scenario was as well. True, Bishop Long should've known better. But you should've too. It's not like this is the norm for friendship or most relationships. So, why am I yelling sissy in every other sentence. Because you are and men need to stop this silly shit. You take and then tell. Then you justify your snitching by saying he lured you with gifts abusing his leadership. Bullshit...again. Cut it out! Americans, let us please stop this act of delayed reactions. We know what we do. Damn that. X and Y...you know what you were doing. You knew the price and you accepted. You could've said no. And now, like disgruntled hoochies, you want to snitch. Would you like to return the value of those flights, cars, clothes, stipends, meals and everything else? I don't think so.
I am tired of the notion that intelligence can be delayed and frozen. Yes, we all make mistakes. But you X and Y, wont get off that easy (at least in my book)! You and men of the future should know that accountability does not involve blaming others. You can't just walk as if you had no part in it. There is a sermon in this situation and it may not involve words. But the actions are speaking loud and clear...you two are just as guilty. I'm sure you didn't complain in first class. I'm sure you didn't complain about those designer threads. I'm sure you didn't complain about the cash, cars and luxury hotels in Europe. Don't and I repeat do not...complain now! I don't know what is up with this new trend that says...be a devil, then tell on everyone involved, write a book and get millions. At the end of the day...you're the worst kind of sissy (X and Y) because you took, snitched and still didn't learn anything. And guess what, I will be damned if America doesn't glorify this non-sense. I am baffled. But I (anti-sissy) stand firmly on the notion that you know and knew what you were doing. And damn how you feel now...do what the rest of us do, live with the guilt of your mistake until you heal. Do what the rest of us do, and live through the fire of poor decisions. Do what the rest of us do, as we go through mild depression and feelings of despair about past mistakes. Then seek an alternative to healing. And then, only then will you realize that you are a part of the problem.
From there, your sissy card will be thrown away and you will emerge like the rest of us....HUMAN! You too could learn this Mr. Long. You are human now. Welcome back. No more podiums, expensive suits and cars, soirees and elevated sermons. You, like the rest of need to learn what it's like to sit in the stands of life. You could use this as a time to feel the warm breath of humanity, as it breathes the smell of embarassment on your aura. I've experienced this many times and I'm pretty sure you have. I recently did something dumb...and guess what, after talking to my father, he said "what makes you think your day wasn't coming!" I said, "damn" as I came to realizing that those were the words for my re-introduction back into society, as I re-emerged as a human being. So, I calmy say to you, my elder....Bishop Long, "welcome to society, welcome to the real world, and "what makes you think your day wasn't coming"! Now you can take your place amongst the real people that inhabit society.
Peace, Love and Welcome Back!
So here goes:
Dear Bishop Long,
You are a teacher, preacher and scholar. Congrats. You are a human first. I don't know the names of those who are in cohoots with you. So we will call them X and Y (like Math)! You three had an arrangement, according to legend, and now X and Y want to drag you through the mud. Damn! And now like the sissy's they are they want to "blow up the spot" cause you did them wrong. That's funny. Not the situation, but people's mentallity in 2010 is funny.
X and Y say that you abused your authority and leadership and that you took advantage of them. Yes Brother Long, they say that you used luxury gifts, cars, trips, clothes and money to lure them into bed. And like the good and innocent kids their lawyers think they were you are being sued because they couldn't fend for themselves. "How dare you you Bishop, offer candy to those poor, slow and disenfranchised kids." God only knows, they probably didn't notice the difference between luxury and regular gifts. I mean what is this lawsuit really about, their worth. Do they feel short-changed? Do they feel you should've have given more? Who knows....let's see if we can solve the unknown, like Math.
X and Y. I don't if anyone told you, but there is a difference between clothes from Walmart and clothing from Gucci. There is a difference between a Lexus and a beat-up Honda. There is a difference between a first class flight to London or Paris and a coach flight to Denver. By now I think you get my drift. You both received luxury gifts and now you have a problem. Bull-shit. You are the problem. Now three years later, we should feel sorry for you. Now we should stone Bishop Long to death. No way, hold your hand out for swats too. You know what the scenario was as well. True, Bishop Long should've known better. But you should've too. It's not like this is the norm for friendship or most relationships. So, why am I yelling sissy in every other sentence. Because you are and men need to stop this silly shit. You take and then tell. Then you justify your snitching by saying he lured you with gifts abusing his leadership. Bullshit...again. Cut it out! Americans, let us please stop this act of delayed reactions. We know what we do. Damn that. X and Y...you know what you were doing. You knew the price and you accepted. You could've said no. And now, like disgruntled hoochies, you want to snitch. Would you like to return the value of those flights, cars, clothes, stipends, meals and everything else? I don't think so.
I am tired of the notion that intelligence can be delayed and frozen. Yes, we all make mistakes. But you X and Y, wont get off that easy (at least in my book)! You and men of the future should know that accountability does not involve blaming others. You can't just walk as if you had no part in it. There is a sermon in this situation and it may not involve words. But the actions are speaking loud and clear...you two are just as guilty. I'm sure you didn't complain in first class. I'm sure you didn't complain about those designer threads. I'm sure you didn't complain about the cash, cars and luxury hotels in Europe. Don't and I repeat do not...complain now! I don't know what is up with this new trend that says...be a devil, then tell on everyone involved, write a book and get millions. At the end of the day...you're the worst kind of sissy (X and Y) because you took, snitched and still didn't learn anything. And guess what, I will be damned if America doesn't glorify this non-sense. I am baffled. But I (anti-sissy) stand firmly on the notion that you know and knew what you were doing. And damn how you feel now...do what the rest of us do, live with the guilt of your mistake until you heal. Do what the rest of us do, and live through the fire of poor decisions. Do what the rest of us do, as we go through mild depression and feelings of despair about past mistakes. Then seek an alternative to healing. And then, only then will you realize that you are a part of the problem.
From there, your sissy card will be thrown away and you will emerge like the rest of us....HUMAN! You too could learn this Mr. Long. You are human now. Welcome back. No more podiums, expensive suits and cars, soirees and elevated sermons. You, like the rest of need to learn what it's like to sit in the stands of life. You could use this as a time to feel the warm breath of humanity, as it breathes the smell of embarassment on your aura. I've experienced this many times and I'm pretty sure you have. I recently did something dumb...and guess what, after talking to my father, he said "what makes you think your day wasn't coming!" I said, "damn" as I came to realizing that those were the words for my re-introduction back into society, as I re-emerged as a human being. So, I calmy say to you, my elder....Bishop Long, "welcome to society, welcome to the real world, and "what makes you think your day wasn't coming"! Now you can take your place amongst the real people that inhabit society.
Peace, Love and Welcome Back!
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Pies in the oven...and tomatoes are cocked...did u really just say that!
No pussy-footing here. If you don't hear what u wish....wish again. I've been pondering a statement that I hear a lot as a "professional black man" and I really have to refute it. Goes like this...where do you work? I reply "I teach." Person says, "Great, we need more black men to teach" and usually I hear this everywhere I go. And its pretty obvious that when asked where I work or wish to work, people will respond with ..."Great we need more black men to do (after "do"...put whatever job you would like)!
Ha! Ha! Ha! How funny! Now I realize that small talk has its innuendos and common sayings. I also realize that in the hearts of many, a productive black is just rare. And so I get inunadated with "statements as I've mentioned. It made me think and now I have the ability to formulate a reponse that is the equivalent of "sure, please...get a grip"! I really wanted to say "f--k off"! But I will be nice.
Here I is what I know (notice I didn't say think)! Society and those that say this shit should stop. As a black man that has worked in various fields, while living life...I know that black men in leadership or acclaim is seemingly the last thing people wantor need. Sure the ideal of it is nice. I mean my God...homeless people need homes and the poor and famished need food and money. Oh God, how great. Where there is a shortage or need, it's great to see it fulfilled. Even as we let homes go un-occupied. Even as restaraunts throw away pounds of food. Even while politicians and companies blow millions of dollars yearly. GOD its just great to see someone help the poor.
Now, what do we really need? I will tell you. We need to cut the b.s and realize that black men aren't needed in these fields. Its not a matter of application. Its not like black men are not applying themselves in these arenas. Black men teach. Black men do alot in various industries. Black men need a release from the contract that so called advanced and open minded thinkers have created, yet they didn't ask for our signatures. We didn't agree. Yes, this notion of us being need, but not available is "bull shit". If your so damn smart....why is there a need in the first damn place? Why isn't there a need of white men in leadership roles....hmmmmmmmmmmmmm! THINK, THINK, THINK! Because no shortage was created.
Maybe, just maybe there was a shortage of this magnitude...because it was created. Maybe people's perception of black men should change. Maybe the environments that ask for black men's leadership, should change. Maybe society should learn how to deal with black men in authority. Maybe society should take notice of the black leadership and men they have in these roles now. And then maybe, just maybe...society will see that it is not a black man problem. Its the perception of those around us.
So, as a black man who works in a position of leadership, I say in small talk voice..."we need White men to maybe ease up the competitve edge and realize that black men wont exist in their industries as long as they are strategically kept out. Can you say...corportate American culture aka "good ole' boys club"! Don't bite your tongue...speaking of tongue biting....can you tell Black women to put their lips on their tongue and speak up in industries where they work and shortages of black men exist. HMMMM...Can you tell white women to quit perpetuating the notion of black men as threatning and intimidating and angry....and also to stop forwarding our resumes to the trash bin. And to look at our resumes with an un-biased eye. HMMMMMM....Can you tell Uncle tom type black men to be mentors and help usher in new black men of talent. HMMMMM.....
Kind of funny isn't it. We really don't want or need black men in these positions of leadership. We need them where they are. People need war stories to hear and talk about. People need flunkies in society to feel good about themselves. Please, we don't want problems fixed. We need black men as problems to validate our existence...right. We care more about the shortage, than the man filling it. Please, cut it out. When Americans need or want something, they get it right. Seemingly, it is obvious...many Americans need and want black men obsolete in classrooms and other spectacles...why, it helps others keep their psyche's in check.
So, I say "kiss my ass"! I only live once and I wont ponder this foolishness. I mean, why would a black man become a teacher and try to influence a black boy to be a black leader...when society doesn't want "black men in leadership positions. Maybe we aren't dumb at all. Maybe it's you....
Ha! Ha! Ha! How funny! Now I realize that small talk has its innuendos and common sayings. I also realize that in the hearts of many, a productive black is just rare. And so I get inunadated with "statements as I've mentioned. It made me think and now I have the ability to formulate a reponse that is the equivalent of "sure, please...get a grip"! I really wanted to say "f--k off"! But I will be nice.
Here I is what I know (notice I didn't say think)! Society and those that say this shit should stop. As a black man that has worked in various fields, while living life...I know that black men in leadership or acclaim is seemingly the last thing people wantor need. Sure the ideal of it is nice. I mean my God...homeless people need homes and the poor and famished need food and money. Oh God, how great. Where there is a shortage or need, it's great to see it fulfilled. Even as we let homes go un-occupied. Even as restaraunts throw away pounds of food. Even while politicians and companies blow millions of dollars yearly. GOD its just great to see someone help the poor.
Now, what do we really need? I will tell you. We need to cut the b.s and realize that black men aren't needed in these fields. Its not a matter of application. Its not like black men are not applying themselves in these arenas. Black men teach. Black men do alot in various industries. Black men need a release from the contract that so called advanced and open minded thinkers have created, yet they didn't ask for our signatures. We didn't agree. Yes, this notion of us being need, but not available is "bull shit". If your so damn smart....why is there a need in the first damn place? Why isn't there a need of white men in leadership roles....hmmmmmmmmmmmmm! THINK, THINK, THINK! Because no shortage was created.
Maybe, just maybe there was a shortage of this magnitude...because it was created. Maybe people's perception of black men should change. Maybe the environments that ask for black men's leadership, should change. Maybe society should learn how to deal with black men in authority. Maybe society should take notice of the black leadership and men they have in these roles now. And then maybe, just maybe...society will see that it is not a black man problem. Its the perception of those around us.
So, as a black man who works in a position of leadership, I say in small talk voice..."we need White men to maybe ease up the competitve edge and realize that black men wont exist in their industries as long as they are strategically kept out. Can you say...corportate American culture aka "good ole' boys club"! Don't bite your tongue...speaking of tongue biting....can you tell Black women to put their lips on their tongue and speak up in industries where they work and shortages of black men exist. HMMMM...Can you tell white women to quit perpetuating the notion of black men as threatning and intimidating and angry....and also to stop forwarding our resumes to the trash bin. And to look at our resumes with an un-biased eye. HMMMMMM....Can you tell Uncle tom type black men to be mentors and help usher in new black men of talent. HMMMMM.....
Kind of funny isn't it. We really don't want or need black men in these positions of leadership. We need them where they are. People need war stories to hear and talk about. People need flunkies in society to feel good about themselves. Please, we don't want problems fixed. We need black men as problems to validate our existence...right. We care more about the shortage, than the man filling it. Please, cut it out. When Americans need or want something, they get it right. Seemingly, it is obvious...many Americans need and want black men obsolete in classrooms and other spectacles...why, it helps others keep their psyche's in check.
So, I say "kiss my ass"! I only live once and I wont ponder this foolishness. I mean, why would a black man become a teacher and try to influence a black boy to be a black leader...when society doesn't want "black men in leadership positions. Maybe we aren't dumb at all. Maybe it's you....
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Grateful Dead.....greatful dread
I think of travel and I have an itch to go to Milan. I'm a Happy Hour King and I love NYC. However, many NY'ers tend to be aloof to the process of Happy Hour. Obviously, these are the dreads or dreadful people I speak of in my title. Happy Hour...once you enter, you are king. Cheap drinks, cheap appetizers and hopefully a waiter or bartender or two to flirt with and/or converse with. Beautiful scenery...and just maybe, just maybe....someone will catch your vibe and the two of you will share in the beauty of this way of life.
I'm dedicated to this way of life. I will schedule life and work around happy hour. Did I say cheap drinks? Think 80% off the price they charge after Happy Hour. Now, you may think whats the point. Okay, here goes....Happy hour is not a place for negotiations. I've noticed in my travels to Europe that our skinny jean wearing brothers and aptly fashionable sisters of this area know this. Please, Blackberries on OFF! Next, people seemingly flock to happy hour in Milan to catch up with friends, to meet new people (wink), to drink and socialize, and more than likely...to show off their skinny jeans or tailored attire. And some simply go because the cultural ethos implies that the air requires slow breathing and a pause in everyday life affairs.
Part 2....did I say Milan. Yes I did. Here is where I tune into my Grateful Dead, while wishing those that are not so grateful...to be greatful in dread. Confusing. this is the closest i can get to expressing this. In regular words, I say and speak for travellers who wish they could travel more...that I envy those in certain regards who are able to live and travel to divers places and see/live/co-exist in foreign communities. I hate these guys who put this off as a detterence to their lifestyle. I know of a few atheletes that are not able to play in American arenas, so they have to play overseas. However, they hate and despise not being able to play at home. however, when I think of the privalege associated with playing ball in these foreign arenas...I melt. I wish I could live in three continents while making money doing an activity that comes natural (I assume)! Some/many of these players have lived on 3-5 continents in less than a 5 year span. They have witnessed cultures and life move in a different way as opposed to life in America.
Then you meet, the Americans that wish to do this. And we are lucky if we leave the country once a year. We are blessed if we can live on another continent. We are travellers at heart and we hope to do this. Give me life in 10 continents in a ten year span. Give me professional sport money to live in a foreign place. (sidenote-what if they don't even play that much. What if they ride the bench. This means they are paid to essentially live in another area) Hell, I could live in a foreign area for that.
Overall, my rift says this. I'm grateful to go once or twice a year to these foreign places, but I wish for a new frequency and the old frequency to die. Hence, grateful dead. As far as greatful dread goes....well, I wish these idiots would realize that they are the great-ful ones and quit the dread. Maybe I'm mad...that I just can't afford to travel as much. All I know is...damn....I wish to be in Milan for happy hour. Who knows...maybe my life there and other places will happen sooner than later. til then...it's happy hour in the village, with Blackberries and businessmen who negotiate. Then to next computer as I figure out how I will get to Milan...wish me luck!
I'm dedicated to this way of life. I will schedule life and work around happy hour. Did I say cheap drinks? Think 80% off the price they charge after Happy Hour. Now, you may think whats the point. Okay, here goes....Happy hour is not a place for negotiations. I've noticed in my travels to Europe that our skinny jean wearing brothers and aptly fashionable sisters of this area know this. Please, Blackberries on OFF! Next, people seemingly flock to happy hour in Milan to catch up with friends, to meet new people (wink), to drink and socialize, and more than likely...to show off their skinny jeans or tailored attire. And some simply go because the cultural ethos implies that the air requires slow breathing and a pause in everyday life affairs.
Part 2....did I say Milan. Yes I did. Here is where I tune into my Grateful Dead, while wishing those that are not so grateful...to be greatful in dread. Confusing. this is the closest i can get to expressing this. In regular words, I say and speak for travellers who wish they could travel more...that I envy those in certain regards who are able to live and travel to divers places and see/live/co-exist in foreign communities. I hate these guys who put this off as a detterence to their lifestyle. I know of a few atheletes that are not able to play in American arenas, so they have to play overseas. However, they hate and despise not being able to play at home. however, when I think of the privalege associated with playing ball in these foreign arenas...I melt. I wish I could live in three continents while making money doing an activity that comes natural (I assume)! Some/many of these players have lived on 3-5 continents in less than a 5 year span. They have witnessed cultures and life move in a different way as opposed to life in America.
Then you meet, the Americans that wish to do this. And we are lucky if we leave the country once a year. We are blessed if we can live on another continent. We are travellers at heart and we hope to do this. Give me life in 10 continents in a ten year span. Give me professional sport money to live in a foreign place. (sidenote-what if they don't even play that much. What if they ride the bench. This means they are paid to essentially live in another area) Hell, I could live in a foreign area for that.
Overall, my rift says this. I'm grateful to go once or twice a year to these foreign places, but I wish for a new frequency and the old frequency to die. Hence, grateful dead. As far as greatful dread goes....well, I wish these idiots would realize that they are the great-ful ones and quit the dread. Maybe I'm mad...that I just can't afford to travel as much. All I know is...damn....I wish to be in Milan for happy hour. Who knows...maybe my life there and other places will happen sooner than later. til then...it's happy hour in the village, with Blackberries and businessmen who negotiate. Then to next computer as I figure out how I will get to Milan...wish me luck!
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
MEN!!!! Dont be a Pussy....quit apologizing
Who cares....maybe "you" should. I know now and now know, that if another athelete apologizes for how he feels or expressing how he "really" feels....I will scream. I am growing tired of the "Sensitive Male" notion. Its at an all-time high and it is becoming extreme. You want an example...okay. A female reporter enters a damn locker room that is full of men. Not to mention men...that are body-oriented and physical...the epitome of masculinity. She hears a comment or is solicited for something and now she wants to bitch about sexual harassment or sexual assault.
First, why are you in there? For the life of me, I can't understand why you can not wait 20-30 minutes for an interview. The men will be dressed and a more lax. If you are about the business of reporting, wait. Why do women wish to rub elbows and be one of the guys, then flip the script when we as guys go to boundaries that guys go to? Stop being stupid. Society has a hard time of telling you what is stupid, but guess what....you're in the damn locker room. Country clubs are for white guys, barbershops are for black guys....locker rooms are for MEN! You stupid ass, you don't like the convo....wait outside.
Number 2, Men stand up and continue to stand! Remember, don't stand up at the regard of impressing women...please stand up for the sake of "your masculinity"! There is a difference. Masculinity has rules, employ them and stand for them. Cut the bullshit questioning, reasoning and philosophy-ing of what you should do....Just Do It!
"Sorry" is what stupid Valley Girls used to say, when they knew they were wrong. It is actually an insult, because they really do not mean it. Many times, they don't even look at you when saying it. Fellas should say "my bag" anyway. More importantly, do it right and express it right and you wont have to worry about saying that five letter word...like a pussy. Notice, she isn't apologizing for the fact that maybe she brought the solicitation on. MEN...stand up. Quit being a pussy. Call Stupid...stupid.
PS...I wouldn't go to a KKK rally and say, "wow" I am offended, they are making racist remarks. Humans shouldn't do this. If I were a reporter and I just had to interview a grand master...I wouldn't wait outside for tension to settle. Guess what....I just wouldn't go!
Number two,
First, why are you in there? For the life of me, I can't understand why you can not wait 20-30 minutes for an interview. The men will be dressed and a more lax. If you are about the business of reporting, wait. Why do women wish to rub elbows and be one of the guys, then flip the script when we as guys go to boundaries that guys go to? Stop being stupid. Society has a hard time of telling you what is stupid, but guess what....you're in the damn locker room. Country clubs are for white guys, barbershops are for black guys....locker rooms are for MEN! You stupid ass, you don't like the convo....wait outside.
Number 2, Men stand up and continue to stand! Remember, don't stand up at the regard of impressing women...please stand up for the sake of "your masculinity"! There is a difference. Masculinity has rules, employ them and stand for them. Cut the bullshit questioning, reasoning and philosophy-ing of what you should do....Just Do It!
"Sorry" is what stupid Valley Girls used to say, when they knew they were wrong. It is actually an insult, because they really do not mean it. Many times, they don't even look at you when saying it. Fellas should say "my bag" anyway. More importantly, do it right and express it right and you wont have to worry about saying that five letter word...like a pussy. Notice, she isn't apologizing for the fact that maybe she brought the solicitation on. MEN...stand up. Quit being a pussy. Call Stupid...stupid.
PS...I wouldn't go to a KKK rally and say, "wow" I am offended, they are making racist remarks. Humans shouldn't do this. If I were a reporter and I just had to interview a grand master...I wouldn't wait outside for tension to settle. Guess what....I just wouldn't go!
Number two,
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