Archive for the ‘Social Upheaval’ Category

Guns R 4 Kids…

Sunday, December 16th, 2012

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Bun B the trillest OG and Freddie Gibbs talk about the access which kids have to guns in AmeriKKKa.

Get ready for Combat…

HAPPY HANUKKAH BITCHES!

Tuesday, December 11th, 2012

Mack and the Mackabees

Say what you want to about Hebrews but give us our props for having the most kick azz holiday stretch of any of the major religions. Okay, okay, the coptic Christians that go from Christmas to Three Kings Day have two weeks of balling out, but Hanukkah is still the bomb because we get to use fire.

Our holiday is the celebration of pushing back the wigs of the Greek soldiers that were occupying the holy land. Back in those days the Greeks had a whole military industrial complex to die for (literally). They had a navy and an army and they were into shit like coming up into your living room and taking your television and your goats and the what not.

My great-great-great grandfathers were tired of the Greeks beasting out their property so they made some of the occupiers lean back. This started a whole war thing. Since the Greeks had like all the good tanks and helicopters my people would have to throw their rocks and then run into the mountains to hide out. The Greeks were hating on my folks bigtime by calling them militants, terrorists, insurgents and all kinds of other misnomers. It was a bad scene. Many Hebrews were killed and enslaved.

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The tide turned after the Greeks ran up inside the temple in Jehrusalem and started wildin’ out. The Greeks tried to make the temple a sanctuary for their homie Zeus and that is when all hell broke loose. Everyone in the ‘hood flipped out on the Greeks including all the old folks. With their rocks and sticks they pushed the Greeks back into the sea.

The temple was in shambles, but my peoples decided to make a big party out of the repairing of the house of the Lord. It took them only one quarter cycle of the moon to complete the renovations, but we have been arguing about who did the most work ever since.

The Central Park Five…

Saturday, November 24th, 2012

The watershed moment which made me realize I HAD to become a writer was the trial of the Central Park Five. These boys were railroaded by a system which fed on the myth of the dangerous Black boogeyman. Sadly they were trapped by the perfect storm of corrupt policemen, inept prosecutors and complicit press agents.

Award winning filmmaker Ken Burns tells the story of the Central Park Five from their perspectives as they encounter the hell of the American criminal justice system for a crime they didn’t commit yet would still serve the full sentences for irreversibly changing their lives forever.

The Central Park Five was me and my brothers, or some other group of young Black teenagers who had to take the weight of the whole New York City piled on top of their shoulders. They are still standing. The Central Park Five are my heroes.

Does Voting Matter?

Thursday, November 1st, 2012

The Internets Celebrities latest and greatest video takes to the streets to get the 4-1-1 on the subject of why voting still matters. Some of you may be suffering from voting fatigue at this point, but stay strong and stay the course. People got merc’ked for us to have the privilege even if it’s all just a ruse.

The Internets Celebrites were dead in the water a few months ago, but now we are back like cooked up crack. Tell a friend to tell a friend.

If I Ruled The World…

Monday, October 1st, 2012

First thing I’d do is become the CEO of a prison corporation. Prison corporations are contractors of the federal government. That is good money right there. The federal government bailed out Wall Street and the U.S. automakers to the tune of many billions of dollars. If the Fed can’t pay for it then it can’t be bought.

With the profits from my prisons due to the high levels of incarceration for shit like traffic tickets and throwing cigarette butts on the sidewalk I’d start an entertainment company with music, video and print outlets. My artists would be former and future inmates who would help me maintain and increase my prison occupancy levels.

Of course I’d give each entity a separate and distinct name, so this way you folks wouldn’t realize they were all guided by the same board of directors. Do you know how much money I’d make just from Black and brown people in America alone? Oh yeah, I’d scoop up some white folks too.

If I ruled the world…