If you have fuxed with this website for any extended periood you might should already know that I wish white would use the word ‘NIGGAR’ as much as they want, and ESPECIALLY when they are referring to themselves.
The dude above is one of the main mouthpieces for the Tea Party hooligans that have been kicking up dust saying Obaama is a socialist and that America is being governed by a president who isn’t even a U.S. citizen.
I’m glad that Dale Robertson understands that he isn’t worth a hill of beans to his congressman, but I’m not so sure he has his head on str8 as to what that means. Robertson is concerned with the erosion of his privilege. Part of his understanding of his lifestyle is that he is entitled to services and a quality of life because he is an American born caucasian. Robertson is upset that a migrant worker might be afforded the same health care and right to life benefits that he enjoys.
Guess what Mr. Robertson? That same migrant worker picks the lettuce and tomatoes that feeds your fat arse. That same migrant worker prepares the food that you shovel down your craw with reckless abandon. It’s too difficult for Dale Robertson to see the shoes that other people walk in because he can’t even see his feet over his fat belly.
Why didn’t I know that Farmville is the most popular Facebook add-on? If you had asked me I would have said it was Mafia Wars. Every knucklehead I know is playing that shit. I said I was quitting Facebook a year ago, but then the ‘hood migrated from MySpace onto Facebook. Now I’m stuck on Facebook just like I’m stuck on TWitter.
I don’t update my TWitter account now as much as I have in the past and people are asking me why I fell off? It’s funny to me that some people only know DP in one space of the interconnected networks. That is not being an ‘internets’, but I won’t complain. This virtual reality can suck up your time from the real world real quick and I am running out of time.
I’m going back into my regular life as a construction project manager hardbody. This is what keeps my lights on. This is what allows me to travel and to experience all the things that I submit to this weblog. So if you don’t see an update here as often as they used to drop don’t ask me why I’m falling off. Just know that I’m putting in the work to get back on.
The much ballyhooed loan remodification program wasn’t the way to fix America’s economy. The same people that fuxed up the economy in the first place were given the bonuses. The US taxpayers were strapped with the paycheck to the tune of billions of dollars.
The Federal Reserve chairman Ben Bernanke says that stronger regulation is the key to preventing another financial collapse. No one gets it, or worse, no one wants to face the facts that the logical evolution of capitalism is economic collapse upon the failure of businesses.
The culture of Wall Street can’t be changed just like sharks can’t be converted into vegetarians. Chairman Bernanke needs to wake up and smell the blood in the water.
My homie BRIAN DEKA PAUW is one of those brothers in the vanguard of post-Blackness. He has never let living and learning in Bedford-Stuyvesant deter him from the things that he wanted to do with his life. He’s fortunate that he doesn’t have the social borders that most people in America have. Not just the kids growng up in the ‘hood, but everybody in America who can’t see past race or class when they look at other people.
Brian is a avid snowboarder. So much so that he has formed a not-for-profit organisation geared to bringing kids from the center city out of their environment into the great outdoors for them to learn recreational activities, but mostly for them to realize that borders they thought encircled them do not exist. It will be a yeoman’s effort but it will have to start somewhere.
It started over a week ago with the first big snowstorm of the ’09 winter. Brian grabbed up his board and boogied over to Fort Greene Park to shred the hill in front of the veteran’s memorial statue. Fort Greene Park exists in an interesting socio-political-economic vortex. One side of the park along DeKalb Avenue fronts some of Brooklyn’s most expensive real estate, while the Myrtle Avenue side fronts Walt Whitman projects.
The lines of park ownership reflect the color of the new fallen snow. Little ghetto kids can play in the park but they had better keep the noise down. And definitely don’t start forming any crowds. When Brian took the opportunity to instruct some of the youngsters who were curiously enthralled by he and his friends snowboard antics is when the NYC Parks Rangers swooped in and used their authority to ruin what could have been the removal of ther borders in these kids minds.
I’m sad and embarrassed that these Parks Department employees abused their authority in this instance. The vibe was such that their presence was not only unnecessary but also somewhat questionable. You can never really tell what thoughts exist in a man’s mind, but you can certainly tell when he is lying and when he is being honest and upright.
The truth is that the NYC Parks Department DOES allow snowboarding in NYC Parks. Remember the Red Bull Snowscrapers exhibition that we highlighted here at this site? That was in an NYC park. Albeit NYC was paid handsomely to use their property by Red Bull. At the end of the day these parks belong to us. All of us. Especially those who can’t afford to drive into the Catskills to a resort or even hop the bus to Bear Mountain for that matter.
Support my friend Brian and his Hoods To Woods movement.
