Archive for the ‘C.R.E.A.M.’ Category

SELLING BLACKNESS…

Saturday, March 31st, 2007

slave market

Do I ever tell you good folks how much I appreciate the time you spend over here? I’m trying to cull images and simultaneously write several different drops for this site. All the while my head keeps slumping as I fight my fatigue with Bacardi mixed with Apple & Eve Fruit Punch. It’s 100% juice bitches! The grape drink is for Passover. I write these drops at 3-5am and I know they have to be pockmarked with spelling and grammatical errors on the regulack. Thank you for holding your own against my failings.

I don’t know how I feel about celebrations for no good reason, but I just noticed that I have eclipsed more than 1500+ posts for this website. That’s pretty good shit even if I say so myself. I’ve had help from friends old and new and I only ask that your committment to my success remains the same. Ha. No seriously. I regard my success at this site solely in the dialougue that is inspired. I’m a comments junkie. This is why I don’t run ad banners here. I don’t want you to leave DP Dot Com. I don’t want you to click away from here. If you do leave me for a minute then visit the sites on my blogroll. They’re good folks I think.

This is going to be one of those drops that just floats around my head space for awhile.

“I got so much trouble on my mind,
refuse to lose,
here’s your ticket,
hear the drummer get wicked.”


I have wanted to get on here and rip the television show ‘The Wire’ a new asshole. This is some bullshit they are perpetrating, blah, blah, blah, because ultimately, no matter how many center city public schools you have taught in, you cannot tell the ultimate ghetto story. You can’t do it because your real life still frames your values and morality. To get down to the bone gristle, the bone marrow of a situation, you have to live the life. You have to taste the despair firsthand and then let it overwhelm you so that your humanity pours out of you. You have to be empty and cold as ice.

R.I.P. WILLIAM LEWIS a/k/a ‘BILLY BANG’
The last of the Peter Pans came to rest in a Corona Queens barbershop Wednesday afternoon. All the evening news programs had a 15 second segment of the story. 15 minutes of fame = 15 seconds of infamy when being ‘hood rich is all you know. I will do a drop on my little big homey, BILLY BANG later this year.

“hit ya back split ya,
fuck fist fights and lame scuffles,
pillow case to your face make the shell muffle,
shoot your daughter in the calf muscle,
fuck a tussle nickel-plated,
sprinkle coke on the floor make it drug related,
most hated”


GOD bless the white man. In his supreme benevolence he has decided to appoint Uncle Ben the C.E.O. of the brand that makes Uncle Ben’s Converted Rice. Ha! Uncle Ben you still a dumb azz nigga. It took you over fifty years to finally get a raise. Jay-Z and HUSTLE $IMMON$ were C.E.O.’s in a fraction of that time. I suppose the next corporate makeover will be homeboy from the Cream of Wheat boxes and then finally Aunt Jemima.

coonface

DALLASPENN.COM Is Big And Tasty

Tuesday, March 20th, 2007

big and tasty

RAFI’s and my initial video project, ‘The Ghetto Big Mac’, is nearing the “100,00 viewed” mark which in the YouTube universe is a certifiable hit. Our next project has a directly pointed social commentary aspect which may or may not translate into as many views as the GBM, but it will certainly be more important to watch.

In the meantime and in between time why don’t you look at the Ghetto Big Mac video one more time with me. Shouts to EDITMASTER CAZ on the director’s tip (no LOUGANIS).

A LETTER FROM THE MANAGEMENT

Friday, March 16th, 2007

killah beez

Not that it matters as is such that nothing really matters, but anyhoo, take it for what you want. I appreciate when some of you post comments into threads that relate to your comment, because your comments are a part of the website. When you leave a comment in thread that is related through content it allows the discussion of that content to continue, dare I say, indefinitely. I just left a comment on a blog post that was started on September 7th, 2005.

I suppose this is my fault too since I have never really discussed this site. Blame the elitist fuck light-skin’ded neggar in me for that miscommunication underslight (my word bitches). I have a little search window just above the FireFox flag on the suicide bar of this site (if you just understood any part of that last sentence – you’re high or retarded, or both).

Use that search bar to look up anything in the world. If you can think of something that isn’t mentioned on this site you win FREE DP Dot Com shit. Not actual feces since Google owns those, but shit in the colloquial possession sense. A tee shirt or something of no value unless you value it. If you spend your time here making this place look better then you have given me money. Time is money. I value your time. Consider the things that I send to you small thank yous.

MOMMY, WHAT’s AN ‘INTERNETS CELEBRITY’?

Saturday, March 3rd, 2007

i.c.

YouTube ‘Internets Celebrity’ Mr. PREGNANT tells the truth about what it really means to be an ‘Internets Celebrity’.

After you watch this video you can send me some PayPal scrilla – bluecheese28@hotmail.com

RETURN OF THE DRAGON…

Saturday, March 3rd, 2007

bruce lee

Last week the American stock market took a tumble and the mainstream media all chimed together about how this was caused by regular folks using E-Trade at night from their home computers. That’s as if regular folks all conspired to sell the same exact stocks on the same exact evening. Ha! Regular people were too busy watching the Oprah broadcast that they TiVo’d from earlier that day, or they were too busy feeding their children. This is what regular people do. Some of us fucks with the E-Trades and the other kajillion services available that allow you to rearrange the pennies that we have miserly accumulated in our mutual funds, but there is nowhere near the amount needed to make the market kvetch like that in a single day. This was way bigger than that.

This was bigger than Enron and Worldcom too. This was some serious paper that was being reallocated. This was some global scrilla. I’m sure most of you realize the amount of money that foreign interests have invested in American business. From venture capital loans to outright ownership, sometimes the only thing that was ‘Made In America’ is the actual sticker that gets placed on an item, and that label was manufactured inside the prison industrial complex using what amounts to be slave labor on foreign built machines. So when the excrement touches the air oscillator you best believe that our overall situation is fucked the fuck up.

The only thing that keeps the lights from being shut off on our azzes is the fact that we are willing to go deep into debt to prevent ourselves from appearing to be poor. This is the second worst thing to be in America. The first should be pretty obvious to you, although it’s sometimes mitigated by receiving an Academy award for being a downtrodden, yet soulful mammy, or being the embodiment of white fear. ‘Monster Ball’ = ‘Dreamgirls’, ‘Training Day’ = ‘Last King of Scotland’. Fantasy and fear both speak to supremacy’s whispered undertone, but enough of this shiite I want to talk about America’s most dangerous enemy.

CHINA.

The mainstream media would love for you to be angry at Iran for their nuclear ambitions. As if somehow Iran would hurl bombs at us as soon as they figure out fission or fusion or whatever it is that makes the atom atomic. The truth is that Iran only wants to produce their own energy so they don’t have to buy it from other countries second hand and third hand. Energy is that boss shiite right there son. You wake up at six a.m. and you go to the loo to piss off the nights’ sweat and you don’t think twice about flicking your light switch. You have it so easy that you don’t even know. Easy also because if you do have an electric bill it’s ridiculously cheap and affordable. Now imagine if your neighborhood had a ration on electric power which also controlled your running water and your heat? The real world is a whole lot bigger than Hip-Hop.

bruce lee

So what if China is restructuring their loans to the U.S.? What does that mean for bottomfeeders like you and I? Not too much in the comprehensive sense I suppose, maybe our children’s children will have to remain in this caste system as well, but I didn’t see that changing anyhoo. From a global standpoint it looks as though we have to recognize our place as not the only superpower on the planet, but one of many. I’ve noticed that Russia has been feeling herself lately. I give the Russians credit for having one of the most hardbody mafias on the planet, but they lose points as a country because they constantly have toilet paper shortages. Toilet paper shortages in China? Not so much.

I knew China was about to rise up after I read this article where this Chinese science fiction author was shitting on Blacks and whites. He is creating a science fiction series and leaving Blacks and whites out of the future. This son of a bitch is doing the same thing that white has been doing for the last fifty years. I can just see his Matrix trilogy with all Asian characters. The fight scenes will be so much iller. Blacks will have no place in the future unless we get on our OCTAVIA BUTLER grind and create some epic stories. I just hope that when the Chinese people take over they show me some love for all the gotdamn chow fun and crispy duck I have bought over the years.

Peace out to KAM HONG Take Out on Washington Ave and St. John’s Place closing down after thirty years because the old man is getting a back operation. The best fried chicken wings and P.F. rice. Evar!

Further proof that the Wu Tang Clan ain’t nothing to fuck with is how decidely Asian def poet BEAU SIA pwns decidely lesbian lard azz talks show host ROSIE McDONNELL after her disparaging racial remarks against Chinese people.

bruce lee