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The Clown Shit is Dead Part 2

What’s woody, kinfolk???
 
I hope ya’ll had a cool and safe New Year’s…you know I did…BANG BANG!!!
 
I wanna give a quick shout out to the family and friends of Kwasi Olatunji…homie was shot and killed not too far from me over the weekend…I don’t know the details of his murder, but life is too short for beefin’

Crime Scene

9 out of 10 times, violent situations can be squashed by simply walking away…let people have small victories with their egos…you won the war with your life when you ignore dumb shit and live another day
 
And if you gonna go to war with someone in the club, I suggest that you whoop ass and rush out the joint before the victim you “washed up” retaliate by running to the car for the hammer (that’s “gun” for the ebonically challenged)

Or better yet, the bouncers need to do a better job with checkin' for burners before allowing dudes inside the joint
 
Click the link below and read the story of this tragedy
 
http://www.nydailynews.com/new-york/man-shot-death-queens-nighclub-argument-party-goers-cops-article-1.1234224

What's deep about the death is that Kwasi, the victim's name, in Ghanaian means "Sunday Born" and he died on a Sunday

Spooky shit, ain't it?

Now I got that out the way, leave it me to pop off the lucky '13 to rap about an unlucky person…
 
…former ESPN analyst Rob Parker

Rob Parker

I don’t wanna get too much into the story, I’ll let you check out the clips below to see for yourself…Rob Parker a few weeks ago on ESPN's First Take had questioned Washington Redskins star quarterback, Robert Griffin the 3rd’s, Blackness

The co-host, Cari Campion, is one fine sista...I'll drink her bath water 3 times a day...Real walkie talkie

Anyway...  

Parker said RG3 isn’t a real brotha…but rather a “cornball brotha”
 
Um…
 
Nigga, please
 
Parker criticized RG3 because the quarterback is a…


A) Republican
 
B) His girlfriend is white
 
C) He prefers to be known as a quarterback instead of just a “Black quarterback”
 

For the record, I didn’t even know RG3 is a Republican and his girlfriend is white…LOL…those issues shouldn’t matter anyway…Black folks DO NOT think alike as that should go without saying...Blacks aren't the monolithic group that a lot of people love to think

Robert Griffin III with the Heisman

ESPN consequently suspended Rob Parker for 90 days as a result of his comments before firing him today
 

My thing is this…instead of Rob Parker questioning RG3’s Blackness, he should’ve questioned his barber for fuckin’ up his hairline…Rob Parker’s hairline looks like it's moonwalkin' away from his face
 
Ol Mack Moon face ass nigga
 
Oh yeah…I’m sick and tired of the Negroes putting negative stereotypes among each other, and then wanna criticize white folks for doing the same shit…just because RG3 is supposedly a Republican and got a white main squeeze doesn’t mean he’s a fake Black man
 
Oh...I get it now…I guess you’s a “real nigga” if you sell poison to the community and shoot someone with the same complexion as you, but is fake if you speak properly, carry yourself with dignity, and walk around with class???
 
Get the fuck outta here, son

The Willie Lynch Syndrome is doing a NUMBER on Black folks in America...LOL
 
Shit, I don’t wanna be known as just a “Black author”…I’m an AUTHOR…period point blank

Now Rob Parker got his ass fired today by ESPN...I don't wanna see a Black man fired and unemployed...that hurts my heart...but his comments were ignorant as hell...Rob should've pulled RG3 to the side on some O.G. shit and holla'd at him instead of blasting him on national television about not being "down for the cause"

You can't get your Malcolm X on when you're working for "The Man," playboy
 
Aight, ya’ll…I’m out
 
Check out the clips below
 
Peace
 
Nah’Sun the Great @ www.nahsunblaze.com

Touchdown!!!

Part 1

Part 2

Black and Ugly

 

What woody, folks???

I thought about posting something about Tyler Perry, but I’ll blog about him either tomorrow or Monday

For now, I copied and pasted a short, but deep observation between Black men and Black women in America from a Facebook buddy of mine...hit me up on Facebook @ www.facebook.com/nahsun1

Read EVERYTHING because this shit hits home...once again, I didn't write this joint, but I thought it was "deep"

Black Men & Black Women:


Early Human Life

Men had more than one wife and carried order, woman obeyed and never challenged authority.
 

Slavery Era

Men were forced into oppression and even under a hawk's eye showed power that even the opposition couldn't deny nor understand, so the Black man was made subject as an example of what that power can do when challenged by an upper hand. It placed fear into the minds of the woman and the soul of the unborn fetuses


Mid-Slavery Era

Harriet Tubman, a GREAT WOMAN who followed the failed but triumphant attempt of a great Man known as Nat Turner. She understood that her strengths can be accommodated by that example of a Strong Man....so she led, not astray!


Late 1800s-Early 1950s

Black Families were now together holding up, making a strategy together surviving as a unit. The mother played her part and the Father (though black balled then) still carried the torch. No sassing, no disruptions, ORDER!


Mid 1950s-Mid 60s

Brothers standing together

Sisters supporting a movement understanding that the poison that condemns the Brothers also takes affect on them…the back bone is in use now. (Still Order)


Late 1960s-1973

Radicals making a choice to be heard, and now bringing the Women into the forefront …giving them a voice, as that voice is as powerful as the hands of a giant and is as sharp as a razor blade. She was the support and the other half keeping it bonded…he was the mind, she was the body, and together they were Soul. (Order)


Drug and High Poverty climax era (mid 70s-early 90s)

This was the re-up of the Willie Lynch Theory, his theory was to eliminate the power (unity) of the Black nation by destroying the man and rebuilding the Female.

Reverse the roles of the household by taking what little they have and only allowing it back by sacrificing the father, thus how project life and welfare really took like fish to water. In that era there were 8 times the amount of fatherless children and non-wedded black women in America. Drugs took the place of their sanity and what grew from that was a new species of uncontrolled mishaps we all know as criminals now....

…Syrup and Crack Babies

This was where they figure…destroy them from the inside out. Turn the women against the men, the child against the mom, and the elder is irrelevant now which equals out to the amount of liquor stores, churches, and casket homes being built in our community, not to mention the amount of new White police no older than your son giving order to you now. Is this not sickening to you? (No Order by nature)


Modern Day Era

Women have been so used to the hand outs given to them as a gift and a curse, bottom line before I continue…

Black Women and Asian Men are the leading faces in the lonely yet successful category. First they take the trust and faith you had in your Kings in exchange for chicken scratch that you owned all along. They then materialize you with false and temporary happiness only to put you in a box away from you true self and being.

They fucked your minds up so badly that you either go in search of comfort from another woman or they mentally pump testosterone in you until you believe you're Men so much until you become a laughing stock behind closed doors.

They Destroyed the Man, only to entrap the Woman and control the Child.

This is still slavery!

Promote yourselves righteously, Queens…and that of the ignorance coming from a lost brother will change the flick of his tongues from stupidity to wisdom. Just think about it, they love it when we as brothers downgrade you, (every white man wants a black woman as his fantasy anyway) they love it when we act ignorant and expose each other (makes for great television)…

…but when we uplift each other and stand together, it’s looked at as Fiction (they categorized the Cosby's fictional family life in TV Guide in the 80s…look it up)…the realistic yet stereotypical Good Times sitcom was looked at as genius!! This is puzzling, and even in that James was under pressure, but he had order…when he finally got his just do to get his family out the gutter THEY KILLED HIM OFF THE SHOW!!

This separation was planned, and now with this stupid ass fashion of today, we are surely doomed, ladies and gentlemen. They separate us through education, fashion, employment and even now in some parts DEMOGRAPHIC!

They have it now to where if a brother even speaks to a sister she may get the nerve to not acknowledge it, but if it’s her turn speaking to him it’s a smile and nod. This is proof that the system of separation has formed and accomplished itself by using the one true thing that’s sacred to all men as a culprit…

…HIS WOMAN.

PICK UP WHERE WE GREATLY FELL OFF!!!

Fuck you, bitch!

Abracadabra, grasshoppers
 
I finally decided to hit up the club last Friday after weeks of getting my hermit on…I haven’t clubbed in weeks…working on the second installment of the Thick series held my weekends hostage



Club Element in Lower East Side Manhattan was on my bulls-eye…4 years had passed since I partied at that spot…I personally think Element is the BEST Urban spot to party on Fridays
 
A lot of the women were BAD…bad meaning good for the slow folks…most of them stayed @ VIP and rarely ventured off...but some shorties weren't on point...especially this one I caught with hammer toes



Speaking of VIP, I saw 2 minor differences from ’08 to now:

A) The stage was now a VIP spot (turning every open spot @ the club into VIP is becoming popular in NYC…hey, I’m not mad at ‘em #MakeYourMoney)
 
B) You supposedly needed a wrist band to hit up the top balcony which they also turned into VIP (most of the females I saw hit up the top floor DIDN’T have on a wrist band) 


I started to hit off the bouncer with a 20 spot so he can let me upstairs into VIP…I changed my mind seconds later
 
Don’t get me fucked up…I didn’t wanna hit up VIP because of the women or feel important…I just didn’t feel like bumping into folks in the crowded ass dance floor
 

Suited and Booted

Sticking with my principles to not pay for VIP kept me grounded…I made the best out of staying with the crowd on the main floor

I used that night to “people watch”…I only talked to females when I passed out bookmarks…no game spitting that night
 
Matter of fact, I don’t like spittin good game @ females at the club on Fridays and Saturdays…most women who go clubbin those two nights are usually extra standoffish or just wanna party with their homegirls
 
I don’t have the time nor energy to play the game of possibilities when it comes to finding out if a chick is feeling me
 
Women are usually receptive to good game on Sundays or after work jumpoffs during the weekday…I play the background, get my sip on, promote my book a lil bit, and nod to the music on Fridays and Saturdays

You know dem boys lurked heavy outside the club with their Code Black lights flashing


 
Some things I saw during my people watching:
 

A) The usual thirstiness from guys tryna get dances from chicks by coming from behind
 
B) Most of the bangin’ chicks stayed in VIP
 
C) The Soca room downstairs (aka The Vault) were filled with thirsty niggas tryna grind on chicks (Not enough females in The Vault)
 
D) Either the DJs had identical playlists, or the same dude played the same songs twice (I didn’t care too much about the music…then again, I’m hard to impress)
 
E) Not a lot of chicks danced with dudes and rather kept with their circle
 

Let me expand on E…
 
It seems like young party girls nowadays don’t like dancing with dudes (if you call grinding “dancing”)…even when they did dance with the fellas, they only danced with them for a half song and jetted back to their clique…LOL
 
You usually find men and women dancing together @ clubs catering to the mature audience (ages 30 and up)…shouts out to my cougars that ain’t on that Hollywood shit
 
Now…here comes to the fuckery
 
I lost my coat check ticket for the first time in my history of clubbin…I left the dance floor after 2am to head home…I told the Black chick who worked the coat check that I lost my ticket
 
This broad gonna tell me to “wait til everybody gets their coats” before I can leave
 
I told her I gotta jet NOW…the other coat check lady went out her way to look for my jacket…shouts out to her for making an effort
 
The other broad just sat there…she wasn’t doing shit but sitting tryna look cute (peep the last pic of this blog for emphasis)
 
Trayvon Martin gets killed, and I can’t get a Black female to help a brotha find his coat and hoody (gotta love the hoody irony, huh?)
 
The white young lady, or light skinned Latina, who ALSO worked coat check went out her way to search for my things by re-arranging the coat check racks and standing on the folded two-step to look for my coat on the top rack
 
The Black chick STILL didn’t do jack...what kinda Willie Lynch shit is that???
 
I jetted to re-trace my steps and still didn’t find my blue coat check ticket…I waltzed back to coat check minutes later and started separating the coats that were in my reach in front of the counter


The lazy broad: You’re not allowed to do that
 
Me: It’s not like you helpin' me
 
(points to a coat that looks like mine)
 
I think that’s my coat right there!
 
The lazy broad: (takes coat off the rack)
 
Me: That’s my jacket. It got a hoody inside
 
The lazy broad: It has no hoody
 
Me: Unzip the coat. The hoody is tucked inside
 
The lazy broad: (looks inside the coat and finds the hoody…then looks at me funny as if I’m lying)
 
Me: That’s my coat! The hoody says The Burn U Movement in the back of it

The lazy broad: (checks the back of the hoody and sees the lettering) See, I helped you find your jacket
 
Me: You didn’t do a damn thing. I was the one who pointed out the coat!

 
Not only she was lazy, but she also tried taking the credit for finding my coat…she reminds me of that co-worker or classmate who takes credit for helping out on a project when she hardly put an ounce of effort into the work
 
There was hardly a line for coat check…I would’ve stayed until the 4am close if that wasn't the case...people came in fragments throughout the night

Hitting her off with a 6 dollar tip earlier that night capped off my frustration…I’m gonna decide whether I should tip coat check AFTER I get my shit from now on…real talk
 
I got my things and jetted
 
Not until I took the picture of the person who should be next to “fuckery” in the dictionary

Fuck you, BITCH!!!