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POLITRICKS 2008: Come Out Swinging…

Tuesday, March 18th, 2008

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New York’s new governor wasn’t sworn into office more than fifteen minutes before his own personal marital issues were published by the press.

Gov. Paterson admits to sex with other woman for years

This bullshit character assassination has got to stop. Governor Paterson and his wife were going through a rough patch. That’s called a relationship. They both had a few jumpoffs during that time. That’s called a separation. They remained married instead of splitting for good. That’s called a divorce.

My thing is this… How do we know that when cousin Governor was stepping out it wasn’t MLK Jr. weekend? All Black men and women get a jumpoff exemption for that weekend. So if he was smashing something in the middle of January that don’t count. It’s not like fam was buying broads for Valentine’s Day like some sick sycophant trick might do.

Shit is fucked the fuck up when the press would punch a blind man without warning. Look at this man. How’s he gonna get away with cheating on this chick? Especially when she keeps three eyes on his blind ass.

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“Yes dear.”

The gov’s wife is actually MILFY hot.

This is gonna be a nice administration to watch.

Z, Thy Name Is Earl…

Friday, March 14th, 2008

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A few weeks ago my homegirl Z met up with me at the Keistar/Spinna party in Clinton Hill. It was a subdued affair for only the intrepid latenight partygoers. Sprinkle some babypowder on the floor and get your soft shoe on type joint. Keistar is my family so I def fucks with these folks.

This story isn’t so much about the party but what happened to Z at the party. Z got a lil’ twist rock and ended up changing her name to Earl. Upon closer inspection it wasn’t those hardbody chunks but a smattering of fluid and one sizable piece of food, say a dumpling or what have you. I left Z alone on the couch to gather her wits about her, plus she was there with two of her girls and her on again off again Black penis [ll].

Was it wrong of me not to drive her home? I instead deferred that responsibility to her on-again, off-again boyfiend. I had a party all nite card from C.S. and I didn’t want to waste it being the babysitter to a drunken, albeit hot white girl. If this were DP from ten years ago sure I would have driven her home and put on the full court press to smash, but this is not that dude.

Okay, truth be told is that even though Z and I are permenantly stuck in our “friends” zone I appreciate her companionship and she is usually a hardbody bitch. I was being selfish that night because everytime we go to a Keita party and Z sees this corncrunch nigga dancing with some chicks she gets all banana head. Sonn ain’t even fresh like that. This nigga lacks what is you call it?

Saviore faire

Sonn just aint a fly nigga[ll]. So maybe I was subconciously punishing her for laying up with with a tertiary negro. This has less to do with me and her than it does with the fact that she is still sweating duke. So I let him take her home. Fuck that. I’m enjoying myself, DJ Spinna is doing what it do, and the atmosphere was right…

My homegirl Z is mad with me now. She says I left her out there vulnerable. She’s right. My love is tough love. Now get your mind right chick. Don’t fuck up at this next Keistar event.

SOUL SISTA
Sputnik
262 Taffee Place
22 Mar 2008, 10:00 PM

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THE GOOD LIFE…

Thursday, March 13th, 2008

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I’m doing some investigative journalism on the taste of Ciroc vodka.

And the opportunity to see lil’ Miss Penny Woods’ smile in person.


Miss Jackson, if you’re nasty
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Ho’s Unite N.O.W.

Thursday, March 13th, 2008

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image links via FOBBDEEP

Aside from the NAACP, can you think of another progressive movement as ineffective as the National Organization for Women? Maybe they burned a few bras in the 1960’s, but what have they done for the bitches lately? If they wanted to get themselves back into the public conscious they would piggyback off the fame of the young woman in the eye of the storm of the latest tryst by the former New York state governor.

She calls herself ASHLEY ALEXANDRA DUPRE and her MySpace page has had more hits in 24 hours than the N.O.W. call center has had in two decades. There has got to be some P.R. chick working inside of the N.O.W. camp who could use this ho’s newfound fame to fasttrack their feminist agenda. This is the perfect storm.

What I mean to say is that it is Women’s History Month gottamitt! Now someone, anyone, step up and use this girl’s fame to get your issue on the streets. Where are the 2girls1cup people? They would know how to make a video out of this shit. How about this N.O.W. bitches? Did you know that 1 in 4 teenage girls has an STD? Tell me I’m lying. This is why I go for older ho’s anyhoo.

There are a set of reasons I think will ultimately benefit this girl. First is the fact that she appears to be a swarthy white. From a marketing aspect Black ho’s certainly don’t sell nationally (see Duke rape case), but when a white goes on the ho stroll you have a ‘Pretty Woman’.

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I’m not mad at the governor’s choice either. At 105 lbs. she is light enough for circus tricks and all sorts of good times. His good times are done for now, but ASHLEY’s have just begun. She is working on a music career and I’m sure she can get some burn on the reality show scene, but she is going to need good management with long-term vision. Those bitches from N.O.W. need to tap that ass as well. This could begin the movement to legalize prostitution. This could be major like that.

If nothing else this case at least gives us another episode of ‘Law & Order’.


Ashley Alexandra Dupré @ MySpace

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Art + Work = Jobs…

Wednesday, March 12th, 2008

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As soon as I learn how to eff with this DSLR shit is a wrap. But for now I am just making art.

Remember when we learned that litter in some neighborhoods becomes art and in other neighborhoods it becomes work?

I need to move to Long Island City. Litter is turning into jobs. These are the neighborhoods you want to live in.

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Shopping cart as rolling garbage basket provided by Home-less Depot.

Not sure why its chained to the bike rack, but whatever is clever.

No more coffee cups on stair ledge makes this ‘hood upscale.

Thank the artists or the homeless its synonymous.

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Throwing away someone else’s litter is grassroots activism.