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The Real Rock Girls by MAXINE

Wednesday, November 28th, 2007

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Rock Girls in the building tonight
Look at how I’m chillin, Im killin this ice
You dont even gotta bring your purses out
We the dope girls of the year TUITION is on the house!!!

The Association of American Colleges (AAC) was established at a meeting of college presidents in Chicago in 1915. Robert Kelly, president of Earlham College, was appointed the first president of the 179 member coalition. Throughout the century, the AAC has had a number of milestones, including blasting colleges and universities for losing value of liberal education, to being kicked out of Lafayette Square in D.C. after the President pre-empted its space.

The most interesting thing about the AAC is that in 1918, then President Lyman Lowell announced that fifty American colleges and universities would offer scholarships, expense allowances or free tutition to girls from France who came to this country for education. The reason for this outpour of generosity is supposedly because World War I had severely retarded France’s education system, and left the women and girls without means for educating themselves.

One way the women would be able to pay off their education is with fees paid to them for providing instructions in their own languages, or through scholarships and expense allowances. Lowell’s stance is that a group of students in each university would increase relations between the countries and make each more determined to win the war.

Bullshit! I don’t believe a fucking word of it. Since when do Americans, at the height of a world war, become concerned about the education of girls in general, much less French girls? Especially French girls whose families would otherwise have the money to pay for their education. Since when did America’s education system become a pillar of support for anyone, much less an associated power in a world war? President Woodrow Wilson was determined not to even term the U.S. an ally during the war. This is some shady shit to the fullest. In my humble opinion the evidence shows that those French broads were running drugs! Walk with me on this shit…

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Narcotics smuggling represented a colonial monopoly. Those who had it sold it and those who didn’t have it bought it. World War I provided many with the opportunity to profit off the lucrative trade and smuggling of lots of different items from pepper, tea, and ginger to opium derivatives. Where in the United States can you find large groups of severely impressionable people looking to expand their minds? Colleges and universities. Who better to further this expansion? Foreign chicks who barely speak English.

It is widely speculated that these ladies were the direct relatives of the infamous French mafia, Unione Corse. Most known for “Air Opium” and the French Connection. These dudes are so bad that when one of their own was arrested in the 60’s for carrying around $247,000 in cash from a suspected drug deal, he was released and the government paid him back, with interest! The Teflon Don ain’t got shit on these cats.

Narcotics and marijuana were perfectly legal in the US until the Harrison Narcotics Act of 1914 and subsequent laws changed the rules in the middle of the game. Opiates being refined in Marseilles were high market value in the US, during this time, drug agents seized 44 pounds of opium basically because the American government wasn’t getting their cut. As a compromise with the Corse, in 1916 the Supreme Court ruled that the government had no regulation over drugs and drug users, however,selling drugs was still illegal. Guess what Lyman Lowell of the AAC was doing between 1916 and 1918? Working abroad in Marseilles, France!

Every good dealer needs a front. Something that acts as a legit machine while making the real paper behind the scenes. The plan to offer free tuition to French girls through the AAC was brilliant. No one would ever suspect female foreign exchange students to be drug smuggling mules. It gave the Corse a direct link to willing customers, a ‘Thor’s hammer’ so to speak, and they didn’t get caught, and I can almost guaran-damn-tee that none of them ever became rappers.

The French motto is “Liberty, Equality, Fraternity.” We all know the word fraternity is really a collegiate euphemism for getting fucked the fuck up, so it was all in the blueprints from the beginning! If you take a look, you can chase that damn dragon right back to the warm bosom of a sexy French co-ed fresh off the boat.

Obtenir de l’argent! Get that money bitches!

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DP Dot Com PrizePacks = FREE SHIT!

Friday, November 23rd, 2007

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I love giving away free shit here at DP Dot Com. Consider this shit your payment for your loyalty to coming here to eff with me on a Saturday. I’m sure you could be doing something else with your spare time like…

  • having sex with someone
  • getting drunk, or and getting high
  • taking(actually leaving) a shit
  • So for spending your time with me, and since I consider time to be money I will repay you a copy of QUENTIN TARANTINO’s ‘DeathProof’. This movie was part of the double feature ‘Grindhouse’ that Q.T. and ROBERT RODRIGUEZ produced. Shit features my latest baby mama ROSARIO DAWSON along with some other hot pieces of poon. These ladies aren’t just kick ass cunts either. They are cunts that will kick your out-of-pocket ass.

    My local video store(no FREE promo bitches) had a three for twenty sale so I copped three pieces with the idea of giving them all away. Get in where you fit in if you like to see some outrageous action.

    The DP Dot Com Football Pool wk. 10 Update…

    Tuesday, November 20th, 2007

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    R to the motherfuckin’ G!

    The Patriots are a ridiculous machine, but they can’t go undefeated, can they?

    Furiou$tylez is owning cats on this football pool. Should I just take his sneaker size now or are you fools gonna get serious? I still think that its official that homeboy hasn’t been the pick leader outright in any week, but he is a consistent dude week in week out.

    I see you hanging tough Belize. I see you trying to come up Zilla Rocca. Free sneakers is on the line here (no Iraqi invasion required). Don’t get caught sleeping this week. Make your picks before you eat your turkey sandwich.

    A Tree Grows In Brooklyn…

    Sunday, November 18th, 2007

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    Let’s begin this day with the acknowledgment that GOD is good. All the time. For the simple fact that you are reading this drop from a computer in your home is the proof positive. For the simple fact that I am writing this drop from a computer in my home is the affirmation.

    Just a few days ago I was writing my drops from the public library. Why? Because I hadn’t paid my cable bill and I allowed the service to be disconnected. I become a bit contentious at the thought of spending $140 per month mostly for internets access. Yeah, I have the basic cable and telephone service as well as the DV-R setup, but I get mad at the cable company for charging me so damn much for that shit.

    So with the cable disconnected and the internets shut off it was back to the good ‘ol public library to get off my world wide web jones. The Brooklyn Central Public Library on the corner of Flatbush Avenue and Eastern Parkway is still my spot. The public access terminals in the Career Opportunities section never have a line. They aren’t the best computers for pr0n access, but rarely if ever have I needed to pull that shit up from a public library. If I did it was for research purposes, of course.

    The library just underwent a multi-million dollar facelift. There’s a retrofitted entrance plaza with Wi-Fi access and a brand new state-of-the-art auditorium in the basement. They are using the new space for hosting movie nights and book readings along with musical performances. Hotdamn if I hadn’t met my lady at the museum up the block I would have met her at the library. Picture the library as a cultural hotspot where young progressive people can get together to share ideas. What a novel idea (pun always intended).

    Having my cable service deactivated ended up being a good thing because I got a chance to see why my community will flourish for the next generation. Libraries are as important as firehouses and police precincts in the poor and underserved neighborhooods. I’m glad that amidst all of the billion dollar residential development that a nigga who can’t pay his cable bills will never have access to, there is still some million dollar re-investment in the social infrastructure that only requires my free library card.

    Brooklyn Public Library website

    Did I say that GOD was good?

    The War On Terror = 190 Pairs Of Nike Dunks

    Wednesday, November 14th, 2007

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    Editor’s note: This drop comes from The Ambassador who normally gets her grind on at HipHop DX dot com (MekaSoul stand the fuck up!). Since we were discussing the outrageous integer of 1.6trillion I thought I would let her go in on what that number means to her. To be honest, after reading this I may never buy myself another pair of Nike Dunks. Awww, who are we kidding?!?

    It should be no new information that I’m a broke as shit college student, so undoubtedly my perceptions about monetary amounts are a little bit skewed. $5 to me is like $50 most of the time. But I don’t particularly don’t give a 2-girls 1-cup* shit about how rich any of you e-thugs are (unless you want to donate to my college fund). $1.6 trillion is a lot of fucking money, and you can’t deny that, just like Lil Wayne can’t deny that he has a thing for dropping the soap (no hetero).

    Gotta love the Democrats sometimes though. Yeah, they’re still some good for nothing, conspiracy theorist food for thought just like their Republican counterparts, but at least the Democrats don’t hesitate to call out the shenanigans of their blackgolddigging political opposites. Well, assuming that the Democrats aren’t lying, that is. Which wouldn’t be too unrealistic considering they are also politicians and well…aw, fuck it, just listen to a Dead Prez album on your own time. I got other shit to talk about.

    The Democraps have gotten their hands on a report that compiles statistics and data taken from the Congressional Budget Office, which claims to be a nonpartisan organization (word?), that states that from 2002 to 2008, the war on terror (our wars vs. Afghanistan and Iraq, aka “Operation Fuel Hatred Towards South Asians That People Mistakenly Assume Are Middle Eastern Jihadists Because They’re Dark Skinned, Hairy, Stink of Body Odor and Cheap Cologne, and Speak With An Accent”**) will have cost our country approximately $1.6 trillion. “So what?” you say? “That’s our national debt, shit, I don’t have to pay that off myself, I’m still making that cake – I don’t give a fuck about the war!” Word to Monty Python: my friend, I fart in your general (ignorant) direction.

    It has been calculated that given the $1.6 trillion figure, the average (four person) American family has paid upwards of $20,900 towards funding the Afghanistan and Iraq wars. Maybe it’s just my broke ass, but almost twenty one thousand dollars is a whole fucking lot to me. Like the lil’ homey NaSir would say, “Let’s put it all in perspective…”

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    1 pair of NIKEiD.com customized Dunk lows = $110.
    $20,900 divided by $110 = 190 pairs of Dunks (roughly DP’s collection).

    Ayo! Not only does that say that Nike charges a whole hell of a lot for its sweatshop produced goods (we can discuss that another day), but that says that we, the American people, are getting internally kidney poked [ll] by our government. Now, mind you, not all of this amount is made up of direct war costs. Parts of it are speculated side effects of the war . Line items such as interest rates on the money we’ve borrowed for funding the war, thus smoking our national debt out with that sticky Ben Franklin green to the point that it’s at the $9 trillion dollar level. The historically highest ever. Somebody grab our debt a bag of Doritos, stat! We got some serious munchies on our hands. Alongside of that, potential health care costs for injured soldiers and the costs of the shit-tastic oil market are taken into account in this $1.6 trillion figure.

    Most of you reading this just lost your 190 pairs of Dunks, or quite possibly a full year of your work earnings, to not finding Bin Laden or weapons of mass destruction. To losing many of our civilians’ innocent lives in the battle. To getting Al-Qaeda more pissed at us than ever. To funding wars that you may not have supported in the first place.

    Thank Allah (no Abdul Raheem) that it’s almost the end of Bush’s term. Thank Allah that Dallas promised me a pair of Dunks if I consistently throw drops at DP Dot Com. I’ll only have 189 more pairs to go.

    *You can find that one on your own. I will not be held responsible for you puking your lunch all over your keyboard. You have been warned.

    ** My sincere apologies go out to all of the Indian/Bangladeshis that have caught some post September 11th racist slack from ignorant YT’s that don’t know a Syrian from a Sri Lankan. All my 7-11 workers, taxi drivers, and restaurant owners – I still love you. I know you’re not terrorists.

    ambassador The Ambassador says…
    “Punks jump up to get beat down!”