(I)ntegral-N-(I)ntrospect

Ain't shit, just chillin....

2006-11-08T14:29:00.000-08:00

As I view the PROGRAMMING from time to time, I notice a wave of new game shows and reality shows. Call me old school, but I miss the days of the sitcoms which could help shape your view of the world in a positive way. For example, the game shows such as "Deal or No Deal" which I like may be telling us that hey its all about that dollar. Or the reality shows, especially the ones on cable, really go over the edge with the types of abominable subject matter that the young ones are exposed to. I like some of them fuh sho but our kids are exposed to grown folks stuff.

I haven't written in a while so bare with a bruh until I can get my mojo back. Anyway, I think you'll be able to feel me.

Nevertheless, shows like "A Different World", "Growing Pains", or "Family Ties" helped me to want a good life and inspired me to go to college because I wanted to experience what I saw on the tube. It's just like the issues I have with music. So I guess is an issue of the mass media. I feel like I sound like one of the elders that opposed my music and choice of shows. Nevertheless, as we approach and embrace this "brave new world" our children are zoning out in classes and processing all this decadence.

I don't know. SHIT! I just wanted to get my juices flowing again before I start on my book. I have a long ways to go given my lack of writing and lack of creative initiative. Recently I started a drawing which expounds upon and idea that has been in my mind for years. To see it, gives that feeling of giving birth to something. And I like the feeling. My job as a case worker is stressful. My lady is going through major drama with work and her children's father and I have no way to vent but by re-engaging into the arts. I've recently regained my drive and motivation. It's crazy because I allowed one of my clients to steal my energy. As a matter of fact this will be my next topic, This mother(who is fucked up) and her fucked up kids. I know it sounds fucked up but you'll get the picture when I touch the topic.

Hip Hop in 06

2006-10-23T15:58:00.000-07:00

Quick question... In a year when many classic acts are rumored to be on the return, how in the hell can Dro, Joc, and Jibbs be the hot releases of the summer? See, I remember the summer of 96 when Outkasts' "Atliens", De La Soul's "Stakes is High", Heltah Skeltah's "Nocturnal", Tribe Called Quest's "Beats, Rhymes, and Life", and Nas' "It was Written all dropped". I just want to know why the music industry is so biased against good music. Well, we all have a good idea; but the listeners who like the less creative music need to be blamed because the industry caters to what is mainstream. But Y IZ DAT?

And in 2006 the NBA Championship Returned to the EAST.....

2006-06-22T11:57:00.000-07:00

....my brotha to the EAST my brotha to the EAST. And that big dude they call Shaq returned EAST to bring it. But I ain't really a Shaq fan. D-Wade that's my nukka. But its going to be a couple of years before he or Bron-Bron will dethrone Kobe. Kobe is still the best in the league (all around) and any true baller or student of the game knows this. Yo, any fan that keeps up with highschool, college, and pro levels has to be happy to see Derek Anderson, Jason Williams, Antwan Walker, Alonzo Mourning, James Posey, and Gary Payton get those rings. Now, that's what's up.

And why did Shaq just totally diss and fail to acknowledge Phil Jackson on nationally T.V. Before there was Phil there was Pat Riley with the great Laker teams of the 80's and Magic, Byron Scott, and all them guys but c'mon Shaq, you were just mad that Kobe was better than you. And you will never ever come close to the greatness of Hakeem "the dream" Olojuwan despite your 5 rings, so your cashmere thoughts of being mentioned in the same breath as Bill Russell, mayne gone head with that hogwash.

I have to admit that it brings music to my ears everytime I ponder the championship being back in the EAST. From whence the source of light shines...for the next year at least.....One

HAPPY JUNETEENTH

2006-06-19T13:08:00.000-07:00

We're still not there though.

To All My Road Dogs Who No Longer Roll.........

2006-05-31T11:54:00.000-07:00

CATCH A BROTHA A THE CROSSROAAAADS.

Late Entry: T.O. in Dallas. What's your take?

2006-04-03T14:11:00.000-07:00

Quite frankly, I've never been a huge fan of Terrel Owens. However, I respect game and T.O. is a phenomenal football player. He is a Jerry Rice/Michael Irvin/Tony Gonzales type receiver. The guy blocks, has speed and great hands, and plays with heart. The irony in the situation rest with the past Dallas emblem antic which transpired when he was with San Fran.....but he apologized years ago and is quickly gaining the favor of his new fans. I think T.O. will do some big things with Dallas and it doesn't hurt that Drew Bledsoe will be pitching to him. I will bet 500 dollars right now that this guy does more than surprise everyone....sheeyat...iz u crazy? Not after the way he snubbed the Ravens. I won't say he snubbed the Eagles, the media hurt his image on that one. I mean of course he did some wack ish but he was ridden too hard for that. Anyway, what's your take fam?

Fork in the Road

2006-03-22T14:42:00.000-08:00

What's good fam? Today's post is dedicated to recent struggles I'm having regarding life decisions. I have been able to transition out of the human services field successfully and am now determined to take my plight to another level. I'm ready to bust my ass and go for what I want and not be afraid to take the necessary risk. I have credentials and I have some connections. I write, sing, rhyme and have done a little acting before. And I have connections in each of those areas. I'm having a problem deciding which of these things I'm the best at right now so that I may be able to focus and perfect that talent. This is not to say that I don't want to perfect all of these talents but right now I am struggling mightily with the process. I'm 28 which means that I am still young but then again time waits on no man. And I got so many bills..bills...bills.....bills. I work a lot and will soon be working more thus a lot less time will be dedicated to working on perfecting whichever craft I deem the most sharpened. I'm proud because in the mist of all this, I've managed to lay down two new songs. Although still untitled, they are formiddable tracks. But anyway, I think that I may have to stop smoking cigarettes in order to help me save more scrilla. Its a shame that I don't contemplate quitting for health reasons because, after all, I'm am a health fanatic. But anyway, that's about all for now. I just wanted to get some ish off my chest.

To everyone out there...STAY UP and if you're a hater stop hating.

R.I.P. Professor X

2006-03-20T12:17:00.000-08:00

Another of our hiphop heroes has joined the rest at the crossroads. Terms like vainglorious and sissies made popular by this cat. To the east my brothers and sisters to the east. Rest in peace baby.

Welcome Home

2006-03-17T10:32:00.000-08:00

Welcome home C-Murder, we knew you didn't do it all along. Glad you stayed strong bruh!

And may Gordon Parks be welcomed home as well. R.I.P. baby....you changed the game in photography and movies homie. We love you star!!!!

Has the Weather Broken for Good?

2006-03-13T12:30:00.000-08:00

Mayne, I hope so. I relish the opportunity to see belly buttons, cleavage and nicely painted toenails.

Don't get that mistaken though, I enjoy the beauty of spring.. period and in the oneness of all things.

Yeah, a lil skin is nice to see....I'm a man who loves women for god's sake but the most beautiful sites that I notice in this time of year is the glow of a woman who loves herself and atunes herself to what this time is and really means. So to those of you have awakened and and alleviated yourselves of images of someone else and have undertaken the image of your universal and historical journey and represent your true self in these times. We the universal representatives salute you and dedicate this spring to you. May you continue to grow, evolve, seek, learn, smile, glow, and teach what you know to those who do not.

So overstand. ONE

What Is Wrong With Those Guys?

2006-03-09T14:40:00.000-08:00

Many of us know the woman's story and it isn't a lot we can do to help the situation but spread the story and make people aware of some of the ish that's taken place. It's a trip though, many who need to know and don't know are in that situation because they turn their nose at anything like this. Why are some people afraid of light? Why would you want to continue to hunt a woman of peace whom really had nothing to do with what you said she did. Come on guys cut this shit out. We all know why but its ridiculous. You got all that artillery and fear one person like this. YOU WEAK.

This link is from a good friend of mine's friends list.
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=20396105

Turning Point

2006-03-08T17:04:00.000-08:00

As some of you know I've been working within the human services field for the last few years. I've been a Therapeutic Mentor, Youth Counselor, Special Education Teacher, and Clinical Resident Counselor. However, I've become extremely burnt out with the field and have come to the conclusion that it's time that I help myself. And then maybe, if I put myself in the position I can help society a little bit in the way that I would like to. I've been bitten, cursed out, spit on and all that shit. I didn't spend all that time in a difficult undergraduate environment such as UVA to make kibbles or to even be restrained within one specific field. No definition or career path can hold me. I'm too dynamic for that and I know many of you who may read this feel the same about yourself as opposed to going the route that someone else thinks that one should. Nevertheless, I'm just stating the fact that things just got a little better for me and although I'm still not doing exactly what I like I'm on my way to autonomy. I'm working two jobs now and very soon will be putting in about 71 hours a week but for me and my goals and not dealing with the bad assed kids out here who hate male authority figures because they never had that or a solid foundation. Hence, a part of the benefits with one of my jobs with US Airways is free flights to anywhere in the world that they serve...not only for me but for anyone in my immediate fam. So I feel very blessed right now especially after being robbed at gunpoint just a couple of nights ago. So I say to everyone, if you are going through some things or have faced a really trying situation recently ....have faith and hope that it'll get better. I was once told that we are always approaching the storm, going through the storm, or coming out of the storm......So take it from me HOLD YOUR HEAD. PAYCE

R.I.P. Kirby Pucket

2006-03-08T17:02:00.000-08:00

I forgot to pay my condolences to the talented outfielder of the Minnesota Twins. Although, he went wild at one point ...he was definitely one of the all time greats on and off the field.

The Luckiest guy in the world

2006-03-07T13:40:00.000-08:00

How many reality checks does a brotha need? Dayum! Why did I get robbed at gunpoint last night? At least I'm alive and unharmed right. It was only 28 bucks...fuck it. But do I blame that lazy bastards mentality or do I blame society's ill's for his misfortune? Bottom line, there are trifling folks everywhere who feel they have nothing to lose. I can live with that. That's the way of the world. I still didn't need a gun to protect myself though. That was one lesson out of it I guess. That leads me to this question. What's better protection? God! or Guns!

Words for this Day of the Weak!!!

2006-02-27T13:35:00.000-08:00

Help me define these terms.

1. Anti-intellectualism
2. Dumbassification
3. Dumbdowntofeelcomfortableinsociety

A good question that Chuck D. of P.E. has posed.....
"How do you sell soul to a souless people who sold their souls?"

As the Calendar Keeps Flippin...People Dippin

2006-02-27T11:09:00.000-08:00

Peace Be Upon the legendary author Octavia Butler. Her prose and strong vibration will surely be missed. Within the last couple of years we have lost many famous souls that represented a certain era. And guess who they're leaving behind. My sorry ass institutionalized and apathetic generation. We need to step it up and take the reigns...for the struggle continues.

Git Up, Git Out and Git Sumthin Because Ol' Boy Ain't Make it No Easier

2006-02-25T10:30:00.000-08:00

Something Dick Gregory hipped me to....of course Nostradamus wasn't correct about everything but this one he hit on the head.

Nostradamus Predicted Bush Victory

"Come the millenium, month twelve, In the home of the greatest power, The village idiot will come forth To be acclaimed the leader."
--Nostradamus 1555 AD

A Favorite quote via William Jennings Bryan:

"Destiny is not a matter of chance, it is a matter of choice; it is not a thing to be waited for, it is a thing to be achieved."

Twice Forgotten

2006-02-24T12:57:00.000-08:00

One thing that the southeast Asian tsunami and the hurricanes that hit the southern United States has shown Eye is that if the media is not talking about it or if "whatever the current event is" is not spoon fed to us then we forget about it or choose not to explore it.

This is very, very sad. A great friend of Eye's hipped I to this info. She and I always discuss things on many levels and we were already in the mindset that the events surrounding the storms last year were extrememly fishy(no pun intended).

Nevertheless, herein lies something important to think about...while you seek that American dream. Keep in mind that while you seek that American dream...someone must be forced to experience the nightmare. By the way, fuck you and your high post bourgeosie ways and the fact that you've forgotten where you're from. While ignorant greed carries you...folks like Eye gonna keep walking through the darkness carrying I torches....for-I-ver...like roaches, never dying...always living.

Article: http://la.indymedia.org/news/2005/09/135069.php

"The 17th street levee was bombed by the Army Corps of Engineers to save the more valuable real estate in the city... to keep the French Quarter protected, the ninth ward was sacrificed... people are afraid to speak out... everyone who was near there heard the bombings... they bombed seven times. They let the parishes go, not the city center. Tourist trap was saved over human life. "

That sounds like tinfoil-hat material, right? Except that as it turns out, that's pretty much what they did during the 1927 flood:

Archive: From the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers WebSite!
http://www.mvn.usace.army.mil/pao/RELEASES/02-06_1927_Flood_Anniversary2.htm

The State of Affairs

2006-02-23T11:08:00.000-08:00

In this society, there exists an entity called "the state". "The state" is composed of the courts, prisons, schools, universities, armed services and police units. A lot of us want to blame the perils we face in this society on the state. I do find it ironic that the entity which imprisons physical bodies and calls others terrorists while committing terrible acts also imprisons the mind. Why is it that we have what you call smart dumb motherfuckers. You know the kind that have college degrees and masters and doctorates and all that. Or I could say dumb smart motherfuckers. I have a degree but I took John Henrik Clarke's message seriously when he said, "we went wrong by sending our kids to school without a nation mission." Nevertheless, I choose to blame things on THE STATE OF IGNORANCE and not "the state".

All of a sudden people were surprised as things began to hit home. Folks living in a fuckin fantasy and when someone trys to show the light, another rains on their shit like...."don't nobody wanna hear that positive shit" or that "spiritual shit". Aiight then dumb motherfucker with your credentials. We'll meet at the crossroads and you'll say sorry Eye or whatever you have known me as.

I'm just tired of and have a lack of tolerance for ignorance....

does anyone agree?

IN THESE TIMES.....................

2006-02-16T12:28:00.000-08:00

Legendary Producer J-Dilla Passes

2006-02-13T10:09:00.000-08:00

Some of you may know the name of Jay Dee or J-Dilla the former producer for Slum Village and contributor to many acts such as Kanye, ATCQ, Common and more. He was in the game for a minute and produced Slum's first nationwide album. Nevertheless, he passed Friday due to kidney failure. The kid worked so hard that he was malnourished as he would choose to work in the lab and not eat at times. Peace Be Upon He. He changed the game with his sound.

Respiration by BlackStar feat. Common

2006-02-01T17:10:00.000-08:00

Will the real Hiphop please stand up? Please! Dang! I'm tired of this catchy hook bullshit. I love this song though. The remix was hot too.

What’d you do last night?
We did umm, two whole cars
It was me, dez, and main three right?
And on the first car in small letters it said
’all you see is..’ and then you know
Big, big, you know some block silver letters
That said ’..crime in the city’ right?
It just took up the whole car?
Yeah yeah, it was a whole car and shit...

[spanish speaking woman] escuchela.. la ciudad respirando
(translation of spanish: listen to it.. the city is breathing)

* woman repeats 3x *

[spanish speaking woman] escuchela..

[mos def]
The new moon rode high in the crown of the metropolis
Shinin, like who on top of this?
People was hustlin, arguin and bustlin
Gangstaz of gotham hardcore hustlin
I’m wrestlin with words and ideas
My ears is picky, seekin what will transmit
The scribes can apply to transcript, yo
This ain’t no time where the usual is suitable
Tonight alive, let’s describe the inscrutable
The indisputable, we new york the narcotic
Strength in metal and fiber optics
Where mercenaries is paid to trade hot stock tips
For profits, thirsty criminals take pockets
Hard knuckles on the second hands of workin class watches
Skyscrapers is collosus, the cost of living
Is preposterous, stay alive, you play or die, no options
No batman and robin, can’t tell between
The cops and the robbers, they both partners, they all heartless
With no conscience, back streets stay darkened
Where unbeliever hearts stay hardened
My eagle talons stay sharpened, like city lights stay throbbin
You either make a way or stay sobbin, the shiny apple
Is bruised but sweet and if you choose to eat
You could lose your teeth, many crews retreat
Nightly news repeat, who got shot down and locked down
Spotlight to savages, nasdaq averages
My narrative, rose to explain this existance
Amidst the harbor lights which remain in the distance

So much on my mind that it can’t recline
Blastin holes in the night til she bled sunshine
Breathe in, inhale vapors from bright stars that shine
Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline
Heard the bass ride out like an ancient mating call
I can’t take it y’all, I can feel the city breathin
Chest heavin, against the flesh of the evening
Sigh before we die like the last train leaving

[talib kweli]
Breathin in deep city breaths, sittin on shitty steps
We stoop to new lows, hell froze the night the city slept
The beast crept through concrete jungles
Communicatin with one another
And ghetto birds where waters fall
From the hydrants to the gutters
The beast walk the beats, but the beats we be makin
You on the wrong side of the track, lookin visibly shaken
Taken them plungers, plungin to death that’s painted by the numbers
With crime unapplied pressure, cats is playin god
But havin children by a lesser baby mother but fuck it
We played against each other like puppets, swearin you got pull
When the only pull you got is the wool over your eyes
Gettin knowledge in jail like a blessing in disguise
Look in the skies for god, what you see besides the smog
Is broken dreams flying away on the wings of the obscene
Thoughts that people put in the air
Places where you could get murdered over a glare
But everything is fair
It’s a paradox we call reality
So keepin it real will make you casualty of abnormal normality
Killers born naturally like, micky and mallory
Not knowing the ways’ll get you capped like an nba salary
Some cats be emceeing to illustrate what we be seeing
Hard to be a spiritual being when shit is shakin what you believe in
For trees to grow in brooklyn, seeds need to be planted
I’m asking if y’all feel me and the crowd left me stranded
My blood pressure boiled and rose, cause new york niggaz
Actin spoiled at shows, to the winners the spoils go
I take the l, transfer to the 2, head to the gates
New york life type trife the roman empire state

[mos def and crew]
So much on my mind I just can’t recline
Blastin holes in the night til she bled sunshine
Breathe in, inhale vapors from bright stars that shine
Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline
Yo don’t the bass ride out like an ancient mating call
I can’t take it y’all, I can feel the city breathin
Chest heavin, against the flesh of the evening
Sigh before we die like the last train leaving

[spanish speaking woman] escuchela.. respirando ? ?

[common]
Yo...on the amen, corner I stood lookin at my former hood
Felt the spirit in the wind, knew my friend was gone for good
Threw dirt on the casket, the hurt, I couldn’t mask it
Mixin down emotions, struggle I hadn’t mastered
I coreograph seven steps to heaven
And hell, waiting to exhale and make the bread leavened
Veteran of a cold war it’s chica-i-go for
What I know or, what’s known
So some days I take the bus home, just to touch home
From the crib I spend months gone
Sat by the window with a clutched dome listenin to shorties cuss long
Young girls with weak minds, but they butt strong
Tried to call, or at least beep the lord, but didn’t have a touch-tone
It’s a dog-eat-dog world, you gotta mush on
Some of this land I must own
Outta the city, they want us gone
Tearin down the ’jects creatin plush homes
My circumstance is between cabrini and love jones
Surrounded by hate, yet I love home
Ask my God how he thought travellin the world sound
Found it hard to imagine he hadn’t been past downtown
It’s deep, I heard the city breathe in it’s sleep
Of reality I touch, but for me it’s hard to keep
Deep, I heard my man breathe in his sleep
Of reality I touch, but for me it’s hard to keep

[mos def and crew]
So much on my mind I just can’t recline
Blastin holes in the night til she bled sunshine
Breathe in, inhale vapors from bright stars that shine
Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline
Yo how the bass ride out like an ancient mating call
I can’t take it y’all, I can feel the city breathing
Chest heavin, against the flesh of the evening
Kiss the ide’s goodbye, I’m on the last train leaving

Guess Who's Bizzack

2006-01-30T12:37:00.000-08:00

What's poppin fam? It's been since October that I have developed any kind of urge to do this blog thing. It's a new year and numerous changes for my life are underway. By the way, Happy New Year! Hopefully, 2006 will be prosperous for all of us and a less fatal than last year. I've also relinquished ill feelings towards my haters because, shit, I ain't perfect either. I mean I ain't no hater but I have hurt feelings before. I hope to work on these things in the 06. How about Kobe? Looks like somebody is not ready to hand over the reigns yet. Lebron is on his way though fo sho. Camron dissing Jigga. That's a joke. The nikkas album drops soon *record sales* Mary J Blige is as big as ever. Anyway, I'll be writing again soon.

Hater Proof

2005-10-27T18:03:00.000-07:00

"Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death [actually stronger than death]; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath a most vehement flame."

What's good? First of all, I just wanna give a shout out to all the one's that be trying to steal my light. I love your persistence and your wack sarcasm and your senseless cynicism. You think my motives are centered on shining. I don't have to attempt to shine. I shine regardless. I shine because I am a good person raised by good people. You are not a good person. You are a jealous hater. You are a cowardly jackal of babel. I think you wanna shine like me. And because you don't feel you can, you have to try and steal my shine. If your light is dim and mine is bright; you feel the need to steal my shine to build yourself up. That's no way to live. Nevertheless, you're wasting your time.

I see all of you who hope for my downfall. You not know me. Your vision can't receive the light proper ya see. In the same vein, I say Peace to all you haters that hate what I do and how I do it. I'm far from a negative person but I must let you know that I see you. I'm watching you show your colors. You may think you are above reproach but you're not. I know I'm not. And another thing that I'm not is a hater. The you that I am talking about knows who you are. Higher heights, inner heights, is what you should focus on instead of me. You have no honor. Hate on yourself for a change, not me; I shine and you CAN'T change that. If you know its not you and this didn't bother you; then cool. But if you are on some dumb shit, this post will bother you chump. And I expect to hear or see some slick talk from you....lol. Because you always do it, like I don't see it. You cannot destroy my character or image. Do you understand me?

Whether you are in the blogworld or real world; I must say that you know if this is directed to you. Like I said, I see all you. I know who genuinely fucks with me and those who don't. If you don't, think hard about why you don't. You probably don't stand on solid ground as to why, except that I could be better than you. And in that case its your ego problems that bother you because I don't carry myself that way kid.

...And if I die tonight...I vow to return as a BIRD so that I may fly around and defecate on you at will. Hence here is my gift to you whom embody hateration.....
And remember, keep shinin, wake up, stop hating on each other, and get up off that dumb shit! Paaaaaaayce

I Couldn't Have Said It Better........

2005-10-22T10:43:00.000-07:00

Here is an article from Conscioushiphop.com. Just as in the last post when I spoke on the attempt to ERADICATE black culture in the NBA. This article shows how it all relates in the terms of culture. I don't know about you, but as a free spirit and conscious being; I'm tired of others telling us how we should dress, look, act, and talk just so we can improve the false image of a company that probably is detrimental to our communities in the long run. This kid Prodigal Child breaks this issue very articulately. This is a critical truth right here. If you can't see it, then PEE ON YOU. And if you're one that likes to disagree just for the sake of disagreeing while knowing that a truthful point has touched your senses but you don't want to admit it because it hurts to feel like you're living a lie, please don't leave dumb shit in my comments. Just remember, we've all been born into abomination and lies. So don't feel bad if you don't feel like you are where you should be consciously. NOW is always the RIGHT TIME. But remember, sometimes we have to unlearn EVERYTHING we've ever been taught to become conscious. And yo, The Chilren of di Most I shall recover their soul and their spirit. Keep Shinin! Stop hating on each other! Wake Up! And, Get up off that dumb shit! Paaaaaaayce

SLAVES TO MULTICULTURALISM?
by prodigal child

I spent this past Labor Day weekend at an African Arts & Culture fest on Chicago's Southside. It was 4 days of African and African-American culture — politics, music, dance, clothes, worship, food, art... It was peace 'n' luv like I hadn't seen in a long, long minute. Every tongue of the Diaspora was there — West Indies, Africans, Caribbean Islanders, southern black folk, you name it. It was 4 days of dialoging and sharing of our own cultural fruits with each other. The luv was thicker than the Shea Butter the cats from Mali were selling. It felt like family. But it also got me thinking about multiculturalism and hiphop.

Is the movement that's forcing black folks to embrace multiculturalism actually sacrificing black folks' culture?

You can't turn on the TV or open a book without hearing someone tout multiculturalism. There's multicultural stars like Tiger "Don't call me Black" Woods and Vin "All Of The Above" Diesel. MTV is eating big-time off the multiculti plate — even though they wouldn't play black artists at all in the early 80s. Clubs and radio station formats are multiculti. Fashion is multiculti. The whole world is turning beige.

I peeped a recent Donahue interview with Russell Simmons. Big Rush said whites and non-blacks purchase 80% of all hiphop albums. 80 percent. Add into the mix that some 40% of all hiphop gear like Russell's Phatfarm gear and Diddy's Sean John and Jigga's Rocawear threads. Combine that with the fact that black music (i.e. hiphop, soul, blues, R&B, gospel) black art, black fashion and black entertainment is run by primarily white-owned multinational conglomerates (i.e. Viacom, Universal, Sony, Nike, Disney, etc.) and you have the dynamic of a mostly white consumer-base dictating black culture to white manufacturers and marketers. That's "them" to talking to "them" about what they accept from "us".

I hit a few reggae spots recently and two-thirds of the crowd was Asian and white kids rockin' dreadlocks, drinkin' red stripes and doing their Bob Marley impression. I see the same deal in hiphop, jazz and blues spots all over the world. Remember rock 'n' roll before multiculturalism got hold of it? When black folks were creating it, rock 'n' roll was deamed "race music", "nigger music" and "jungle music". But Jerry Lee Lewis, Elvis, Buddy Holly, Pat Boone, The Beatles, Rolling Stones, Metallica, Aerosmith and friends come along co-opting it and suddenly, rock 'n' roll is white and acceptable. Remember house music before multiculturalism got hold of it? It was black soulful dance music from Detroit and Chicago. Multiculturalism shows up and suddenly house music becomes "techno" and "drum 'n' bass" and very, very white.

If a Japanese kid, a German kid or a White American kid wants to ignore their heritage to go on cultural safari, that's on them. At least they have the comfort of knowing their culture is still in tact. And when little Samantha Suburbs gets bored with having sex with black guys from the 'hood, she'll settle down and go mainstream. When Trevor Mainstream is ready for a career, he'll pull up his pants, lose the backwards baseball cap and go back to his roots, too. Meanwhile their safari jumping "let's go multiculti" leanings are destroying our cultures.

You can't go to Japan and tell Japanese people what their culture is or what it should be. You can't go to Russia or France or Italy and dictate their culture to them. Can't do it to the British, the Irish or the Spanish or the Greeks. Yet, when it comes to the African Diaspora; from America to the islands to the motherland, everyone else wants to dictate blackness to us, participate in blackness and profit from blackness all in the name of multiculturalism.

But black folks don't have the luxury of playing the multiculti game. We have spent the last 500 years piecing together our identity and heritage. We've been fighting a storm of lies, half-truths and disinformation about what we are, where we're from, what we've done and where we're going. Now, on top of all of this we're supposed to let everyone else co-opt our flavor in the name of unity?

But I can't front. I believe in true multiculturalism — it's a beautiful thing. But what's going on in America is not multiculturalism. Multiculturalism only exists when the cultures that come together are on equal footing. If one culture is respected less, seen as a product/commodity for the rest to control, or viewed as a marketing tool for selling chicken, sneakers, cars and CDs, then it's not multiculturalism — it's cultural colonization. It feels to me like black culture is only accepted when non-blacks get to define it, control it and profit from it.

Multiculturalism seems to be liberal code for "Black culture belongs to us now and we'll define it and use it as we see fit". Culture is the soul of a people. And when you control a people's soul, you control those people. They enslaved us once before. If we're not careful, multiculturalism will be the next set of shackles they throw on us.

Random Shit!

2005-10-20T09:00:00.000-07:00

Yo, I love the NBA. Nah, I love the fundamental skills and creative artistry that the NBA gives us a platform to witness. The NBA is nothing more than another extention of corporate bullshit. Anyone heard about the new NBA dress code? NBA officials claim that they are trying to prevent situations such as the infamous brawl in Detroit last year. Whatever! Yall, some real bitchmade mofos now. They are banning things such as doo rags, throwback jerseys, sandles and the such. Pretty much any image that is dealing with hip hop.

Now, I understand that hip hop is certainly not what it is today. As Brother Tres Omi noted, hip hop can be one of two things; detrimental or educational. What the masses receive most often is the detrimental. On top of that, the masses aren't usually adept to the skilled art of "diggin in the crates"; which is simply scouring the underground scene beyond the commercial bullshit to find that real shit.

Anyway, the issue is major. I don't give a fuck for real. I don't get money from the league and none of them cats support my family. However, this issue is about defamation of image. Just as the movies can vilify and make evil the
FATHER OF MEDICINE or just as the media can make you think that folks were actually shooting at rescue helicopters when they were only tryin to get their attention. How they gonna make you think that a man's clothes causes mayhem. They are talkin bout the players need to look more like the people who buy tickets. Bullshit! They are mad because the children of those ticket buyers continue to grasp black culture. Iverson said, "A criminal can wear a suit, but he's still a criminal!" Basically, what he's saying is that the biggest thugs, gangsters, and criminals the world has ever seen have worn suits. And I applaud him for being up front. See, they hate him anyway. After Jordan revolutionized NBA shorts from daisy dukes to below the knee; Iverson made cornrows and tattoos a household image. Now they are trying to eradicate these things.

THIS IS A SUBLIMINAL TAKING AWAY OF FREEDOMS.

One might not see this as a serious issue. Some might say, "its no thing to wear business casual at a press conference. " But the issue, is about FREEDOM. The fact that all this shit is circulating in the media has the average mind unable to FREE their DOME. After all, that is what freedom is. SILENT WEAPONRY FOR QUIET WARS is the way of the world right now.

Another topic that needs to be touched is HAARP. Keep in mind that although I study many things, I subscribe to none; look past the site and just take in the info...dayum. This is the child of the Star Wars program of the eighties. If the world is catching the wrath of God, then why in the hell are the poor, colored and disenfranchized catching the brink ....ALL AROUND THE WORLD. The reason is HAARP. You didn't know that man has harnessed the ability to affect weather and cause natural disasters did you? Now you know what the star wars program was about.

Here is a quote for you "Any man who prescribes the diameter of your knowledge controls the circumference of your activity" Hon. Elijah Mohammed

Keep shinin and stop hatin on each other...Paaaayce

Saturday was a great day

2005-10-18T08:22:00.000-07:00

Who saw Wyclef's performance?

Who saw Erykah speak her piece?

Of course, they were not the main highlights but the young generation represented.

My former blog was deleted in honor and observance of Saturday, which marked the anniversary of a day that changed my life. I have to clean slate, set new goals, focus and get this money. Posting will be less frequent here. Its only been about four days and I miss you guys. One Love.