Hugson Jean must be the most patient man I have ever seen in my life. This witch, Erica Winchester (who teaches public speaking) went on a long ass, racist tirade and he kept his cool through the entire episode. She even slapped him, and still he did not even raise his voice. And, he is the one who lost his job! Thanks to youtube though, this woman's disgusting behavior did not go unseen, and hopefully will not remain unpunished.
People always ask me why I think about racism all the time. They think I am obsessed. In fact, I had a conversation with a friend this morning, who told me I need to stop thinking so much about all the ways in which white people spread evil throughout the world. But, how can I?
How can I ignore the fucked up legacy I inherited based on my skin color? How can I turn a blind eye to the ways in which "my people" have degraded, demeaned, and destroyed entire populations and cultures? How can I deny the racism that I see every day?
It's spring. It's getting warm. Motherfvckers are out. Walking, running, biking, and other shyt to shed those winter time added pounds. With this comes over confident male testostorone emitting fvckers with less than desirable physiques that proudly display their dunlap bellies and man boobs glistening with sweat!
Now Folk gonna have to give a little disclaimer on this one... Folk ain't the most fit fvcker in the world or in the fvcking US. Folk a'ight. Folk could use a little more definition and maybe a few extra muscle pounds in the "right" areas but Folk ain't sporting man boobs!
So I've been living in the city of Memphis for the last 4yrs. And just when I decide to start "claiming" the city as my home within the last year or so, some of the craziest shit makes the news down here, forcing me to hang my head in shame. You can go through my archives and find some of the Madness I've blogged about involving parents and children in my new beloved hometown (like this & this).
In my archives you'll find a story I wrote several months ago about the pot-bellied ninja serial rapist that terrorized not only the city but western Tennessee. He has since been caught and arrested, but lo and behold, we have a new ninja on the scene in the form of a black woman last week here in the Bluff City:
MEMPHIS, TN (WMC-TV) - A spitting match between two students at Riverview Elementary School Monday apparently led to a bizarre encounter in the office Tuesday morning.
"She had spit on me so I spit on her back," said second grader Aaliyyah Price.
Price and her grandmother spoke with us from the family's home. They said 32-year-old Toni Price went to the school to confront the parents of the girl who spit on her daughter.
"She said she went up there to talk to the girl's parents," said Bennie Price. "But the girl's parents wasn't there."
According to court records, Toni Price ended up inside the school where an employee reported a drunk woman was armed with a sword running through the halls of the school. She told police Price was threatening to cut her.
Officers who arrived on the scene retrieved a black walking cane in which a long sharp blade is concealed.
"When I got up there I took the cane," said Price's mother, Bennie. "I had it, police drew guns on me, and I didn't know what was going on."
Price's mother believes she probably had the weapon to ward off pit bulls in the neighborhood and had no idea where she may have gotten such a weapon.
"I don't know," she said.
She said she does know her daughter would have never actually hurt anyone inside the school.
Price told police she drank a 40 ounce bottle of Colt 45 before going to the school. She's charged with aggravated assault and for having a weapon on school property. Her bond is set at $4500. (Source)
"Call the police! There's a drunk Ninja with a sword running through the school hallway!" Can you just imagine that scene unfolding in front of your eyes? Yep, nothing like a 40oz of Colt 45 to put you in the proper frame of mind for a parent teacher conference. Not that this woman's action is reflective of the behavior of her child. But somehow I can't help but to think that 'lil mamma just may grow up to slice and dice a person or two; and now I have to wonder whether she drank a 40oz before spitting on that other kid.
Mrs. RiPPa's best friend is a teacher who once taught here in the Memphis City Schools district. And I've heard some crazy stories of parents showing up to school from being barely clothed to being belligerent assholes to teachers for reprimanding their bad ass children. But this one takes the cake thus far. Last semester as I was sitting in the parking lot of the high school my 16yr old attends. I was witness to two grown-ass women fighting each other, over an initial fight their daughters had. It was then that I realized that it was no wonder that some of these kids act the way they do in our schools.
So by now I'm sure everyone has seen the infamous Oakland bus beatdown caught on tape recently. I ran this story several days ago, and I've probably watched the video at least 50 times. I've watched it over and over because, well, there's something funny about seeing a 67yr old white guy who looks like "Papa Smurf" catch wreck at the expense of the reputation of of a young brotha on a bus! And doing it so well so as to produce the line of the week, "Bring the Ambalamps." Well, the Heavy Weight Bus Boxing Champion of the World has been identified as Thomas Bruso, and he has a lot to say:
I love the summer; every summer I reminisce about when I was a kid and out of school. Back in the day we had two months to have fun in the sun. Which is kinda funny because now that I'm grown I don't remember it ever being as hot as it is nowadays. When we were kids those days would last forever. The only time things would speed up was when the summer was almost over. As an adult, things are different. Its as though the days just zoom by. Before you know it, it's gonna be Labor day; the official end of the summer.
Being a kid in the summertime was the best times ever. Well at least until they started showing those "Back To School" commercials on TV. That's when depression would set in and the realization of it coming to and end was evident. Just the thought of going to bed earlier than normal made me sick. It was like becoming a crack addict for two months and then suddenly waking up in rehab after an intervention. Even though it was good for you, it was still bullshit. That's why parents take time out in the summer to do stuff for, or with their kids. It gives the kids stuff to talk about when they get into "rehab", or go back to school. I mean who wants to be the kid that didn't do shit all summer, right?
Remember when going to the zoo as a kid was cool? It was the closest you could ever get to wild nature. Well that's only if you didn't grow up in a Jerry Springer-like family. As an adult, I've been to the zoo a few times with my daughter. But its different when you're grown. Its like a lot of unnecessary walking; walking that you paid for. But your kid loved it, and that's all that matters. The only reason I'd go to the zoo by myself is because the monkeys might be throwing turds that day. Feeding time used to be entertaining but most zoo animals are fed at night or early morning so they spend the rest of the day sleeping. And even if you do get to see them eat, it's some weird vitamin rich special lion diet that's fed to them in a pan through a trap door. You don't get to see a lion chase down prey like it would it in the wild.
Every now and then a TV show will give you video of a polar bear biting a spectator or a Tiger biting a zoo keeper. I know these events are horrible but when I see the footage there's part of me that goes, "DAMN I WISH I WAS AT THE ZOO THAT DAY!!!" Those people got their $7 worth. And then there was the guy back in 2004 who jumped into a Lion's den in an attempt to convert the Lion's to Christianity.
"The 46-year-old man leaped into the den of African lions and shouted "Jesus will save you," according to the report. He also said, "Come bite me" before one of the male lions attacked and bit the man. Video showed the lion ripping a jacket off the man at the zoo in Taiwan's capital, clawing him and then biting the man in the leg.Zoo workers were able to drive off the lion with water hoses and tranquilizer guns.The lions were fed earlier in the day otherwise the man might have been more seriously injured or killed."[SOURCE]
Apparently the Lions weren't feeling his Jesus sales pitch because they bit his ass. If the zoo had properly promoted this event they would've sold HUNDREDS of tickets and DVDs. A man reading bible verses to lions is well worth my $7 and If "Lion Jesus Man" came to Memphis I'd sleep outside the box office the night before. I want to be front row for that rush. I bet the kids that saw his ass had a lot to talk about in school that semester. Matter of fact, just a few weeks ago a zoo keeper was attacked by a tiger here in Memphis. I wish I was there to see it, but hey that's just my luck. If you can't afford to do a whole lot this summer, take time out to go to the zoo. Take the kids, show them a good time. You never know, somebody just might get ate up that day, and I know you wouldn't wanna miss that. Besides, it's a lot cheaper than Six Flags.
Oh well, at least North Carolina is doing something to close the racial gap in this country. Forty acres and a mule? Sheeeeeeeit! Who knew that all it was gonna take to fix things would be furniture? My only one question would be: where was the White woman? Oh and did that Negro say that he likes to pump iron? Umm, I'm sorry homie, but I think the only iron you push would be a metal fork. Yeah and why does Richard aka Bighead look so ashy? What, there's racial harmony in North Carolina but no lotion? Personally, I think this commercial should run on every station. Yes, it's about damn time a Black man gets to sleep on a White man's couch in America. Or, where a Black man can lay down on the job and not get fired for it?
I don't know about you, but I'm now thinking of moving my family to North Carolina.
So I told you folks about this city having the dubious distinction of being the most obese city in the country some time ago. Watching the news yesterday, it dawned on me that I have yet to share the news that this city is also number one in the country when it comes to infant mortality. No joke, it's as serious enough an issue here that there's a conference going this week exploring and seeking to educate single mothers. Well, as if this issue isn't bad enough, in comes the latest story of Memphis fuckery. I caught the news story where yesterday a shoplifter, in an attempt to elude security at a Walmart here in the city, threw a 2mth old baby boy as a diversionary tactic. Uh uh, a 2mth old kid was thrown...TWICE! And here's the kicker...the woman who did it was the aunt of the baby.
Check it out:
Now ain't that some shit? Not only are we in the city the fattest muthafuckas in the country, we have a penchant for causing the death of infants and weilding them as weapons. Now the funny part about this is that the mother of the child was at the store as well. It was said that she was in the bathroom at the time this incident occurred. I don't know about you, but that sounds kinda fishy to me. Sounds like mommy knew good and damn well what the hell her sister was up to.
Yeah, I think she may have been in on the shoplifting hence her convenient bathroom move or excuse. At any rate, this is some bullshit, and as of right now, I don't know if the loving aunt has been apprehended by the police. If I were the mother of the child her ass would have been locked up within an hour of this happening. But hey, you know how that STOP SNITCHING thing works in the hood. If I were a judge, upon conviction I'd make her ass wear a sign like the one in the pic above, and include the mention of her being the baby thrower. Shit, I'd probably have her picture on billboards all across the city.
QUESTION(S):If this were your sister what would you do? Do you think mommy was in on it? What the hell is up with people throwing babies around all of a sudden?
Ok people, lets go back to the debauchery, and dysfunction that is our daily lives. Yep, lets talk about sex. I was talking to my homie Fungke Blak Chik the other night about her recent dating escapades when she was updating me on a situation with a fake ass lying ass onetime Negro suitor. Well, not to put all of his or her business out there, but she’s no longer seeing this lame. My bad, I shouldn't’t call him a lame because I don’t know the guy personally, plus he’s not here to defend himself. Plus, like I said, I’m not going to put anybody’s business out there....
But anyway, dude has been acting shady, and pretty much has been in hiding since “hooking up” with her. Now, from what she was telling me, dude cried when he finally got a piece. He got a piece of what RiPPa? You know? A piece? You know booty? Pussy? Sex?!! Damn I hate slow ass people. Anywhichaway, yes when dude hit it he cried. I wouldn’t know, but allegedly, according to my girl, it’s just that damn good. I don’t know about any of the fellas reading this, but isn’t that some scary shit? I mean, isn’t it a scary thought of hittin’ a chick off, and then having to cry afterwards? I mean, I don’t know about any other guy, but I don’t ever want to have sex with a woman that was so good that she made me cry when it was over.
Now women would probably see this as a good thing and no big deal. Actually, I think some women would welcome a man breaking down in tears when they first have sex. To those women, it would be a form of validation of their prowess between the sheets. I’m sorry, but if I was a woman, a nigga crying after I gave him some would be a signal that he’s possibly crazy. Ok, so he may not be actually crazy or deranged, but crying during or after sex makes him a potential crazy stalker dude, and I would be concerned. The last thing you (or I) would need, is a guy jumping out of the bushes when I got home from work or wherever wondering if he could hit it again, and where the hell I’ve been. So yes, if it were me, I’d cut dude off in a heartbeat after that.
However, I know how some of you women love keeping a crazy dude around. So yeah, I could understand you continuing to see him and you telling your friends that he really loves you. Umm, that dude doesn’t love you. He’s crazy and he’s trying to own you. Didn’t you get the memo? Abraham Lincoln said that whole slavery owning people thing isn’t happening, or allowed in this country anymore. Now if you like being chained up or handcuffed during sex, that’s a different blog, and your bedroom. The point I’m trying to make is that some of these guys do this crying thing in an attempt to run game.
Yes, when a man/woman cries after sex, what he/she is doing is trying to convince you that you’re the best thing since pants with pockets. Ok so maybe better than that, but you get the picture. You’re supposed to devote yourself entirely to that person just because you made them cry. Yes, you and your sex organ is supposed to be on sympathy auto-pilot, and give in to their every intentions. That’s right, and you wonder why some of these couples end up on Divorce Court on TV embarrassing their family members as they argue over who gets the George Foreman Grill. They usually do because one of them fell for the crying game.
My 18mth old daughter pulls that shit when I get on to her for doing something wrong. She runs to me with open arms crying so that I can pick her up. I’m not gonna lie, I often fall for it, but it’s only because she’s a baby. Having said that, I don't think any grown person should fall for that same shit in a relationship; or most definitely after sex. I’m not going to say that it is completely unnatural to be emotional and cry ever. All I’m saying is, to be careful about the tears you fall for. I did that once with a woman, and all I’ll say for now, is that it didn’t turn out too well, and yes, she did have some issues which were unhealthy. For all I know, this dude did my girl a favor of crying and falling off the face of the earth, and it’s a good thing she didn’t fall for that game.
“He who warned uh, the British that they weren't gonna be takin' away our arms, uh by ringing those bells, and um, makin' sure as he's riding his horse through town to send those warning shots and bells that we were going to be sure and we were going to be free, and we were going to be armed.” -- Sarah Palin on Paul Revere
