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HELL NIGHT IN NEW YORK CITY…

Sunday, December 3rd, 2006

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For several nights over the past week residents of the Queens New York housing project, Baisley Park, experienced something they haven’t seen for two decades – Hell Night from the New York City Police Department.

Eighteen years ago it was the shooting death of rookie police officer EDWARD BYRNE that prompted the police to kick in all the doors within this southeastern Queens neighborhood. BYRNE had been assigned a detail to guard a witness in a drug dealing murder trial. BYRNE was alone in his squadcar when a lone gunman approached the vehicle and pumped four bullets into the car. That event set off a hellish week of instense police intimidation of all residents in the neighborhood.

Everything from arrest raids to open harrassment was done in order to apprehend the person(s) involved with the BYRNE shooting. In the wake of their overzealousness the police left a community abused, scarred and raw. It wasn’t that the good people in this neighborhood weren’t tired of the drugs and the destruction that they wrought. It wasn’t that the fair-minded people in this neighborhood didn’t want justice for the murdered officer. These people were GOD-fearing, hard-working and tax-paying, but most importantly they wanted the respect that any human deserves. They were tired of being treated like chattel.

One of the biggest problems that Blacks suffer from is the fact that their communities are populated by several disparate and diverse classes of people. Those that aspire to middle class status are adjoining neighbors that don’t have these values. The working class residents are met with the same treatment from the police as the people that are more than likely to be involved in criminal activity. The criminal elements in the Black community are sponsored by the police and the mafia because these people are willing to be the supply side in the drug trade.

Drugs are not cultivated, refined, manufactured, processed or shipped by the Black community. They are issued to Blacks using the same conduits that were used for the illegal numbers and gaming rackets and later in prohibition these channels delivered the alcohol to these Black neighborhoods for distribution throughout the community. When someone attempts to contact the police in order to stem the flow of the contraband the police release the informers name to the racketeers who then use terrorism and violence against the informant. In this way the murder of EDWARD BYRNE was more than likely an inside job organized with the drug gangs using information given to them by the police. Why was a rookie cop left alone on an important overnight detail for a Federal drug and murder trial? These are questions that are not lost on the Blacks that are old enough to know better.

The case of SEAN BELL is not that of the murder of another police officer, but the continuation of the tragic cycle of terrorism and violence that follows when a police officer feels that his manhood has been questioned in a public setting. The police now collaborate with a different mafia to move their agenda forward. The mainstream media has corroborated every twist in testimony that the police have issued for this case. The media has used the spectre of prostitution and drugs along with publishing the criminal history of the unarmed men in order to qualify the legitimacy of the police. In a cynical and insidious turn the New York Times has even created an expert who terms the use of excessive force by the police as a phenomena called ‘contagious shooting‘.

So the Queens neighborhood finds itself under siege again, but this time it is their own victimization that has made them targets. As the police search for the phantom fourth passenger on the grassy knoll we can clearly see that supremacy has no intention of losing this battle in the court of law or the court of public opinion. Doors are kicked in again and a neighborhood kneels on the sidewalk with it’s collective hands behind their heads wondering when the terrorism will end.

The end already came for SEAN BELL. Supremacy is the inconvenient truth.

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G DUBBZ SQUEEZES OUT A TURD…

Sunday, December 3rd, 2006

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Not to forget about our brothers and sisters stuck in the desert this news item has been pushed down to us…

DONALD RUMSFELD Felt That U.S. Military Strategy In Iraq Needed To Be Adjusted.

Well you don’t say?!? This memo that was issued by RUMSFELD was given to the White House on the eve before Election Day 2006. The handwriting was on the wall of the bathroom stall and RUMSFELD knew that he was going to have to take the hit for the Administration’s debacle in Iraq.

These words from RUMSFELD come too late for all the soldiers killed in Iraq as well as the troops stationed there now without a clear direction other than trying to stay alive another day. Whether you call the situation a civil war or “conflated sectarian aggression and violence”, people are dying in that country as fast as we are selling PS3 consoles.

Can someone please explain to me how SADDAM HUSSEIN was able to keep this country from imploding with only crossbows and slingshots as his defense, while we have all manner of depleted uranium and white phosphorous to spread amongst the people yet there isn’t a single day that a car bomb isn’t blowing people in Baghdad to shreds?!?

Random Stats About Du-Rags…

Friday, December 1st, 2006

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Editor’s note: You folks know of him as RD and I have to call him the Youngest In Charge Of The Blogosphere. RD created a series of posts that examines the negative effects that the du-rag has upon those that wear them. RD continues with the series in the conviction that he will one day get young men to throw away their jailhouse accessories and hopefully replace them with a baseball hat that fits properly.

RANDOM STATS ABOUT DU-RAGS
1) Du-rags have become outlawed in the professional world like the ugly Black secretary(both fuck up your business, either way). Why do you think Jay-Z hides his du-rag? So says David Stern who owns a factory in Honduras that manufactures REEBOK du-rags. There is some truth to this as we have been out-sprinting the Spanish man in the race to Rikers Island prison facility. Long before the days of Diddy and J. Lo, we have been following Chico down the toilet of literacy rates, remade the salsa dance with old slave dances (thanks Lil’ Jon), and now have stolen their wife-beaters and made them into du-rags. Wife beaters were cultural memes that had become synonymous with Mexican labor – cheap and accessible. The du-rag has begun to define us. Any mystery or wonder why most du-rags are black and removable? Supremacy is sending y’all a message. And you thought the du-rag was just for some waves?!? Put a satellite radio on your head, or even go to the beach dammit.

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2) Du-rags = head thongs. I used to feel for women who had to battle the inequalities and pimps of society(no shout out to Don Juan) with a sleek, thinner diaper lodged up their temples. I mean, personally, I look at that as self-harassment. But, black males in an attempt to get ever so much closer to that temple have followed suit. Lacy, cotton, surface-area thongs now slide over their temples and are wedged between desperation and ignorance. How do you want pussy by being a pussy? I don’t get that. With this attitude you will all become du–rags: dispensable and black. That’s why Emimen only wears his for an hour a day. He still doesn’t want to have to wear a vest like his pet homeboy Fisty. So, next time you wear a du-rag, just think of the daily abuse on Melyssa Ford’s prism. Yeah, it still hurts to be a woman.

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3) Du-rags are more addictive than cocaine. Before one can start to exhibit Bobby Brown symptoms that powdery sample must actually enter the body. Du-rags however, are one up on coke and lie on the dome like a fresh Burger King crown, ready to crown the next royal sucker. Now does it make sense why the King of All Jigs cut a deal with BK? Shit, you don’t even have to fasten them ninja wings before you start popping suicide pills (no shout out to T.O.) or trying to hustle the African people (no shout out to Russel). I swear in a few years, your closest homie will be hustling du-rags by the pound.

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4) Du-rags are like South Korea on our globe of thought because they are straight nukin’ any intelligence (no pun). So with that y’all better get your ammo of sense ready because the war with ignorance is coming. If you can afford ignorance, you can’t afford anything else, which is to say, ignorance comes at a price. This is why supremacy will always raise the price of gas, real estate, and everything else on this blessed planet. But believe me, just like Beyonce has 2 asses, supremacy will never raise the price of the du-rag. NEVER. And once again, we lose so supremacy has to win. The score reads Supreme Team: every time a rapper forgets to wear a belt and us: -3,487,953.

We got a long way to go.

-RD

40 DAWG Crushes Snowflakes In The Real World…

Friday, December 1st, 2006

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Editor’s note: DP Dot Com football pooler and drinking buddy 40 DAWG pulls out the shotgun and aims for Viacom Corp’s number one cash cow and cultural commodifier. One day soon I hope Viacom will be a corps(e) for all of us to dance upon, but until then you can catch me and 40 publicly urinating on 1515 Broadway.

I’m taking the gloves off people… Its time to fight fire with fire. Don’t get mad at me when I’m dropping off Becky on the Upper East Side and having that secret soul hand shake with her door man. I’m out for the big payback. I’m going for the gusto. I’m getting my reparations for the actions of this country by making as many of its women “unfit” and “used goods”. They say that most truths are said in jest and I am using that adage to notch a small victory of what has probably been the worst month for brothers in a minute – NOVEMEBER 2006.

The people here at DP.com have dillegently worked to opine on the events of the month such ass KKKramer, the etemolgy of our favorite slurs, the tragedy in Queens by Officer Wyatt Earp and the rest of triple OG NYPD Crips (The Original Boys in Blue. No disrepect to Tookie Williams and Raymond Washington), and now MTV is in on it.

This entity of Viacom who along with its Sally Hemmings channel BET (aka The Negroe Channel) has always done its part to way-lay the rank & file lemmings who devour its trifles en masse. There have been ground breaking moments for numerous people of color to get their shine on MTV since Michael Jackson up through today. But they’ve always had their “This what America really is” programming – the wildly successful Don Dada of reality TV “THE REAL WORLD”.

This ironically titled show has always made a great sideshow of showing the systematic COLIN FERGUSON-ing of the black male. Its even wonderfully edited it to the point where sisters hate the brothers on the show (see the ex-Mrs. Kenny Anderson, and the AKA broad with the laundry list of necessary male traits). The other route it goes with the brohams is that they make them completely obsolete or they withdraw completely. On the other side, no show has been more EMPOWERING of the homosexual male into mainstream society than “The Real World”, in its now 17th season they’ve left out numerous “other” groups that are representative of AmeriKKKan society but they always keep a fag on hand (sometimes two) when it comes to casting the show. Well guess what people as of this week, just to round out this perfect BLACK MALE APPRECIATION MONTH, there’s been a shift in the MTV social dynamic…

THE FAGGOT CALLS THE BROTHER A NIGGER… Thats right you got it! And not just you’re average garden variety spade but the violent type, but remarks about how “the nigger wants to kill me” (or something close). Plus I’d like to add the sublte irony that this season takes place in Denver, Colorado home state of KOBEGATE (Hi Katie Faber!).

Maybe its the month my demographic has been collectively having but I just can’t deal with this anymore. I mean I don’t know what MTV has in store to deal with this issue, all I know is that they’ve kicked brothers of their cash cow series for far less reasons and I don’t remember any one of them calling anyone anything. Even Kevin Powell in the heat of his angry black man tirade never once resorted to cheap insults nor scrap the bottom of the ignorance pudding cup. I’m keeping my eye out for this one. Because I’m sure as the size 14’s I roam this planet in if any darkie came out of his mouth and called someone gay a “sheet snatching, pillow biting, butt pirate, cum-catching sword swallowing fag”. They’d immediately have a “house meeting” because “they don’t feel safe”…

You know what, word to the memory of Sean Bell – brothers we need to have a house meeting – BECAUSE I DON’T FEEL SAFE.

SEINFELD DVD’s Do Not Care About Black People

Tuesday, November 28th, 2006

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First off, I have to repeat this from the post where I first discussed KKKramer’s remarks…

MICHAEL RICHARDS wasn’t lying when he said what he did. As a matter of fact, by looking at the events that took place over the weekend here in New York City I think it’s safe to say that a public lynching for any Black man who gets slick with the tongue is still a right for a privileged American. Whether its a rope around the neck and a fork up the azz or fifty pieces of searing hot lead the effect is still the same most fair-minded people would agree.

Why I’m pissed at MICHAEL RICHARDS is because I was all ready to go out and support my hebrew brethren JERRY SEINFELD and copp his new DVD, and now I even have to boycott watching the reruns on television. Unfortunately, this includes watching LARRY DAVID’s ‘Curb Your Enthusiasm’ as well. I know that seems a bit excessive, but trust me, fifty bullets is what’s really excessive. Me sacrificing some of my favorite television programming for my principles is easy. I’ve got enough anime and kung fu movies to last me until June or July of 2009 anyhoo. By then KKKramer should have expressed his contriteness for ruining my SEINFELD experience.

If dude wants to expedite the healing process he should take his azz to Namibia and adopt one of those big waterhead African jig babies.

I’m just sayin’…