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Shoplifting Lifestyle…

Friday, March 23rd, 2012

This brazen old white just walked up in the Polo mansion snatched a $25K handbag off a display and walked right out the store off into the sunset.

Why? Because the security is busy sweating Trayvon Martin’s cousin who might take a $200 scarf. Or actually, buy the $200 scarf because that Black dude ain’t try’na go to Rikers for that shit. I walk into a fancy boutique and I know I’m an automatic suspect. I accept that tho’, because when I was a teenager I might would have tried to robberize some shit.

The purse this white purloined wasn’t on that Hermes shit, but it was still official crocodile tissue. Salutes to that lady for being so thorough and going for the gold like a laser.

Remembering Youth, Remembering Yusuf…

Wednesday, March 21st, 2012

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Editor’s note: I had to bump this drop back up to the top after learning that Trayvon Martin was talking on his cellphone with his girlfriend before he was lynched. The police ain’t even use the phone to contact his folks. WTF?!?

This reminded me of the story of how Yusuf Hawkins was first encountered by the Bensonhurst mob while talking on a payphone with his girlfriend…

We’ve reminisced on a good number of stories about the New York City of my youth but I don’t think I’ve ever really talked about the tragic story of YUSUF HAWKINS. He was a Brooklyn teenager who was brutally murdered by a mob of boys in the neighborhood of Bensonhurst. The exo-skeleton of this story seeks to blame one youth from the mob for the murder when the reality is that Hawkins was bludgeoned mercilessly with baseball bats before he was finally shot to death.

JOSEPH FAMA is the boy who would serve the most time for the murder while his confederates would mostly remain nameless and ultimately blameless. The racism in this story isn’t really at the ground level. The mob that murdered Hawkins was predominantly white, not totally however. Some of the assailants were Latino. The racism contained in the YUSUF HAWKINS debacle belonged to the district attorneys and the police who shielded the children of fellow police officers and firemen from prosecution.

Remember that the mob that assaulted HAWKINS was reported to be thirty deep. The mob was all working class boys. HAWKINS was from a middle-class family and he visited the neighborhood with some frequency since he had classmates that lived in the area. HAWKINS was actually in the neighborhood that particular night to look at a used car he wanted his parents to help him buy as his graduation-going away to college present.

YUSUF HAWKINS was “one of the good ones” but his case was being handled as though he were a street kid who arguably deserved this horrible fate. In steps AL SHARPTON, C. VERNON MASON and ALTON MADDOX. These dudes were odd but effective at attracting attention. The only problem was that AL SHARPTON’s grandstanding only focused on the assailants when the real racism and injustice was being committed by the D.A.’S office. I’m not trying to say the lynch mob wasn’t culpable for the murder but it was the district attorney’s responsibility to bring them all to justice.

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Poor people, irrespective of their so-called race will always mistreat each other. Limited resources and miseducation insures that better than AIG ever could. The real tragedy of YUSUF HAWKINS life was that even the negro with middle-class aspirations is denied the protection and equity of the law that his parent’s belief in the system had indoctrinated into him.

When HENRY LOUIS GATES received the nigger treatment this summer he was shocked and appalled. He didn’t realize that he wasn’t part of the equation of justice. He never was. God please rest YUSUF HAWKINS for reminding us.

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Pringles Gone, Knicks Open Can Of Whoop Ass…

Thursday, March 15th, 2012

The post-Pringles era has begun with a bang. I’m sure the Knickerbockers were extra hype for this game with the TrailBlazers just to make sure they weren’t traded by the morning.

Even with a convincing and embarassing blowout of a talented Blazers team I can still see some problems looming for the Knicks. The starters were outscored by the bench players. Landry Fields finished with a single point. Jeremy Lin, my hero, had the most turnovers of anyone who played in the game.

This Knicks team isn’t competing with Chicago or Miami for the Eastern crown and there are still going to have to be major changes before we can honestly consider them for the league title, but jettisoning D’Antoni was a step in the right direction.

‘Aspirational Apparel’

Tuesday, March 13th, 2012

The big homey Jesse Thorn (The Sound Of Young America, Bullseye and in general a guy who FUX with me) asked me what I knew about Polo Ralph Lauren collectors. What?!?

The concept behind the ‘Aspirational Apparel’ phrase I have been using is that Polo Ralph Lauren allows me to imagine myself to be gentile, monied, well-traveled and accomplished. This is the MAIN attraction for everyone who wears Polo RL. Everyone. It gives the wearer a level of class sensibility. Growing up in a blue collar community, wearing Polo RL gave you a white collar when you Put This On.

The Smallest Big Three…

Monday, March 12th, 2012

What is the real issue with these Knickerbockers? Is it the offense. Is it the defense? Is it the effort? Maybe its the talent? All the promise we found with Jeremy Lin and a revamped lineup has evaporated faster than the mist this dream flew in on.

It’s too simplistic to blame the Knick problems on the effectiveness of their biggest star player Carmelo Anthony. We all knew that Anthony wasn’t the young player who came to Denver almost a decade ago. It’s too easy also to take a shit on the head coach Mike D’Antoni. We all know that even with a peak performing engine guided by MVP point guard Steve Nash D’antoni still couldn’t sniff the ass of an NBA Finals series.

So maybe these Knickerbockers are who we thought they were all along? A mediocre 9th or 10th seed in the Eastern Conference.

Oh and yeah, trade ‘Melo and fire D’Antoni.