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GABEROCKKA On Ghetto Celeb Schadenfreude…

Thursday, September 13th, 2007

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Editor’s note: Wikipedia says that Schadenfreude is a German word meaning “pleasure taken from someone else’s misfortune”. It has been borrowed by the English language and is sometimes also used as a loanword by other languages. It derives from Schaden(damage, harm) and Freude(joy). So sit back and relax as GABEROCKKA goes in on Ghetto Celeb Schadenfreude.

Is there anything more entertaining than witnessing a celebrity’s public downfall? I was thinking about it, and I was asking myself the question of how I would write this drop; would I have a point to make or would it be random stream of consciousness writing? I tried to formulate an essay about how celebrity-directed schadenfreude is more rampant in our society now than ever, and that is a sign of a slackening of values like compassion and forgiveness in our modern society.

As soon as the point popped into my head I realized people have been revelling in the public shaming and downfalls of others, especially those on the higher level of the social strata, since the beginning of civilization. The only difference is, in our time, with the internet, cable tv, etc., we receive and spread information so much faster. Schadenfreude is just part of human nature. When someone who has always had it better than you is publically destroyed, the vast majority of people on this earth would secretly gloat to themselves as they watched with fascination as it unfolded.

So in that spirit, I would like to present Gaberockka’s top five public downfall’s of the 2006-2007 celebrity season.

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Mel ‘I’m Bringing Auschwitz Back’ Gibson
Now Mel had already been accused of severe anti-semitism several times in the past, and it was common knowledge that his dad was some neo-nazi lunatic so I think everyone kind of knew, but it isn’t every day that a big time celebrity fucks up so badly as to go off on a drunken anti-semetic rant when he works in an industry controlled by Jews. You do have to give him credit though; he put together the little obligatory apology package with the heartfelt apology letter and the photo-ops with old jewish guys. The thing is, and I didn’t do much fact checking, because hey, I’m a blogger, but doesn’t Mel own his own production company, and doesn’t he finance his own movies. Then he puts them out and they’re blockbusters, so he’s kind of set without all the old Hollyweird jewery. Hell, if he didn’t want all the Jews out there to pry open their wallets and pay to see his movies, he probably should’ve just retitled his flicks something like this… ‘Mad Max 3: Fuck The Jews!’

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Ted Haggard aka Right Reverend Bati Bwoy
I’m lazy so I’ll just copy & paste a couple excerpts from some article I wrote about dude back when I was doing Flawless Hustle

“So let’s talk about this Reverend Ted Haggard guy. He is a pillar of his commuinity, one of the most influentual people in the Christian Right Evangelical movement, head of the 30 million-member National Association of Evangelicals, leader of the 14,000-member New Life Church, and a personal spiritual advisor of the President. He is a real warrior for god, and a living testement to the ideals of Chistianity. Oh except for the fact that he’s been doing meth and having monthly gay sex romps with a male prostitute”

Don’t worry… it gets better:

“The prostitute, Mike Jones, took a minute out of his busy schedule as a popular Houston rapper, to shed some light on the true face of the Evangelical movement. As the story goes, Jones had been having sex and doing meth with Rev. Haggard on a monthly basis for the last 3 years and had no idea who he was. One day he was flipping through channels and he landed on one of those religious channels where Rev. Haggard was giving an impassioned sermon to a stadium full of inbred hicks faithful worshippers about the evil of homosexuality.

According to the website of his organization, “The Bible says homosexuality is a sin that “brings grave consequences in this life and excludes one from the Kingdom of God.”” This is a view that Rev. Haggard, at least publicly endorses. Mr. Jones couldn’t sit by and watch the hypocrisy, so he exposed the Reverend. At first Rev. Haggard categorically denied all claims, but when Mr. Jones revealed that he had proof in the form of voicemails left by Rev. Haggard, Haggard had no choice but to confess to “some indescretions” ”

These quotes were from an article about Haggard called ‘Flaming Downfall’. This was one of the more interesting stories purely for the reason that it exposed such right-wing Christian hypocrisy. It made you wonder how this guy could have lived with himself for so long being a publicly fervent anti-gay activist, but really a closeted ‘mo on the low.

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Jive Turkey Racist Comedian Michael Richards
Ooohwee did this guy mess up. I don’t know if it really counts as a downfall since it’s hard to ruin a career where one no longer existed anymore, but he still effed up. The T.I. controlled media tends to downplay any social injustice suffered by black people in this country – whether it be a N-word laced tirade by a celebrity, inequality of treatment in the criminal justice system (Jena 6), or outright murder of blacks by police officers (Sean Bell, et al.). These stories are never quite as big as they should be, but when Kramer showed his true colors in front of a comedy club full of shocked patrons it was all over the news for a couple weeks.

The funny thing is, despite his apology, he sort of tried to play it off like his comedy act was so deep rooted in his personality (or something) that it took over completely, and when he went off on his tirade he was simply ‘in character’. Note to Kramer: I know Andy Kaufman, I’m related to Andy Kaufman, and you sir are no Andy Kaufman. I don’t believe you, you need more people.

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Britney Spears: Washed Up At 25 Yrs Old
She went from being masturbation fodder for millions of middle aged men around the country, to being the subject of derision, ridicule, and pity. By the time she married Federline she was already out of favor with the public. She squeezed out two young’uns while she still had the mind of a 14 year old and that didn’t help public opinion, but we indulged her fleeting interest in playing Mommy. The inevitable messy divorce, and allegations of total parental incompetence and even child abuse were the nail in the coffin. Then, at the worst possible time she started partying with Paris Hilton, getting totally twisteee every night, and showing the world her droopy cooch-sleeves.

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She also did some memorably dumb shit like bringing her infant children with her to clubs and keeping them out all night. This bitch can’t afford a baby-sitter? Even the most ghettoest of hoodrats know to get a sitter when they go out clubbing. The bizarre ‘in and out of rehab/head-shaving incident’ was the Krazy Glue acting as back up for the nails in case the coffin lid got loose like Britney’s labia. Her performance at the VMA’s was the 500-ton concrete block poured over the coffin. Pitifully clumsy and amateurish dancing, lip-syncing so bad that it wouldn’t have even won her a spot as a contestant on Lip Service, and I won’t even go in to the fact that she was totally out of shape because thats too easy.

I know it’s cliche, but Britney’s downfall was like watching a horrible car accident in slow motion; it’s grotesque, sad, and disturbing, but you can’t look away for even a second lest you should miss the money shot where the unfortunate passenger’s head hits the windshield and splatters the car with gray matter. Interesting side note: if you google the phrase ‘public downfall’, half the hits on the first page are articles about Britney Spears. Hmmmmm….

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Atlanta’s Atomic Dog Michael Vick
I didn’t enjoy watching his downfall, and I felt a kind of way about his trial (and crucifixion) by media. With that said, I love dogs, and my personal feeling is that anyone who intentionally hurts dogs should go to prison. Imagine if we had some sort reciprocosity based system of doling out punishment to criminals. For example, if you kill, you are killed, if you rape you are raped, etc. Would Mike Vick have to fight dogs? Or would he have to fight humans in some sort of Planet of the Dogs gladiator arena? Anyway, on the bright side, it brought the term ‘Rape Stand’ into the public focus, which was good for me since I’m currently in the process of marketing my own line of rape stands, except mine come in Gerbil, Hamster, and Guinea Pig sizes, in addition to the standard dog size, so get at me if you’re having trouble breeding your domesticated rodents.

* Bonus Round * Bonus Round * Bonus Round *

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Trapped In The Water Closet Senator Larry Craig
Larry Craig is a Republican senator from Idaho who was recently arrested for soliciting gay sex in a mens bathroom in the Minneapolis airport. He initially pled guilty to disorderly conduct, but now is seeking to withdraw the plea, arguing that he panicked and pled guilty to avoid a public downfall (oops! situations like this are why the term ‘backfire’ exist). I can’t call it; I’m pretty sure the dude is a fruitbasket, because there’s a clear correlation between people in positions that require a hard-line conservative stance on homosexuality, and being closeted gays themselves (Ted Haggard, Catholic Priests – more pedo’s than gay, I know) but at the same time, Craig was arrested for….tapping his foot and moving his luggage? And this is locally known as “a signal used by persons wishing to engage in lewd conduct”?

I’m not sure that would convince me if I was a juror. I mean if it’s locally known to be a signal then that’s all well and good, but I imagine that his lawyer could make a pretty strong argument for him just having had the misfortune to tap his shoe and move his luggage in an airport where that’s a homosexual mating call. Am I being naive? I don’t know, I don’t know much about Minneapolis anti-lewdness statutes either.

I guess the reason this particular public downfall deserves note, is that instead of accepting his shaming and getting out of the spotlight ASAP (a la Ted Haggard), Senator Craig now wants to withdraw his guilty plea, keeping him, and by proxy the negative association he now has with the Republican Party in the public eye; a move drawing anger from all four corners of the GOP. In 1994 Senator Craig was accused of hitting on a guy in a clothing store. When confronted by the media about the incident, he replied: “I’ve been in this business 27 years in the public eye here. I don’t go around anywhere hitting on men, and by God, if I did, I wouldn’t do it in Boise, Idaho! Jiminy!”

Note to self: Boise Idaho has great potatoes, but cruising for men… Not so much. Jiminy. [||]

VAUGHN BODE IS HIP-HOP…

Wednesday, September 12th, 2007

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If I could point to one of the most influential graphic artists in my lifetime I would have to start with VAUGHN BODE (pronounced Bo DAY). This where graffiti begins in my opinion. BODE used a conflated, puffy style of lettering and his characters like the Cheech Wizard, the lizards and the voluptuous nymphs are mandatory elements of all the best graff artists evar. If you don’t own any Cheech Wizard or Junkwaffel comics and you consider yourself a true graff artist I suggest that you should leave the house now and buy his entire series, or hang yourself nude from the shower head in your parents’ basement.

VAUGHN BODE was a rebel artist and storyteller. He was one of the fabled underground artists along with ROBERT CRUMB who would give birth to subversive publications like Eerie and Heavy Metal.

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VAUGHN BODE was an outspoken critic of the Vietnam War as well as an underground voice for the civil rights movement. It was with his art and his storytelling that he challenged the J. EDGAR HOOVER led government and their attempts to censor all forms of art, and more importantly, thought.

It’s interesting to understand how a high, horny green lizard could become such an icon of the rebel artists that would leave their designs along subway cars and handball courts throughout New York City. Everyone could relate to these characters, and we certainly would lust after the women that BODE illustrated with all the curves that his pencil could contain.

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The BODE image gallery.

I gave Puma a lot of shit for their Yo! MTV Raps bastardization project, but after I saw that they gave love to one of my heroes I had to fall back. They should have made a hat as well since the Cheech Wiz was all about his hat.

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Like so many special voices VAUGHN BODE was taken aboard the mothership before we could all experience his gifts firsthand, but his comicbooks still exist and they are still relevant considering we are governed now by an administration with more dirty tricks than NIXON himself.

I imagine that VAUGHN BODE is on the mothership right now making the walls beautiful and oh so colorful. Real recognizes the realest, and DP Dot Com respects the architects.

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DP Dot Com Super Heroine Series: TALIA AL’GHUL

Wednesday, September 12th, 2007

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I could prah’lee do a series just on the chicks that the Bat has banged out over the years. I almost think that Batman is a faggot because he is always getting next to bad broads. He doesn’t have the numbers of anyone less than a ten in his phonebook. Only fags stay next to supermodels that much. There is not one buster on this man’s resume. That’s pretty impressive. This chick, Talia Al’Ghul was one for the ages, literally.

Talia Al’Ghul was the daughter of Batman’s nemesis Ra’s Al Ghul. Typical for the Bat is that he only effs with chicks that are severely insane in the membrane. Talia Al’Ghul makes Catwoman look as sane as SUZE ORMAN. Sometimes she feels like a nut and does some crazy shit to kill thousands of people and move her father’s goal of genocide further and sometimes she lets the Batman give backshots to her sweet Persian baklava. It’s all so crazy.

I started to get into Talia Al’Ghul after I copped a NEAL ADAMS’ drawn Detective comic book and I saw this exotic young hotness whom the Bat was sticking his tongue down her throat. I was like, “Dayum!” and I grew up thinking that Arabic chicks were sexy mommas. Until RONALD RAYGUN showed me otherwise. True story though is that I had a monster crush on my Geometry tutor when I was thirteen, and I so badly wanted to give her Iranian arse my chocolate rain.

Anyhoo, I never did smash anything Persian after all, and I’m certainly not messing with any of those suicide bomber broads at this point. Just like Talia Al’Ghul these Arabic chicks might be sexy, but their politics make them complicated as fuck.

cRap Music Fantasy League Q3 Update #6

Tuesday, September 11th, 2007

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A special prize goes out to the person who guesses correctly the number of phonebooks that KanYe is standing on in order to look Curtis directly in the eyes.

Well today is the day cRap Music Moguls. The day we have all been waiting for. The clash of teh ghey titans goes head to head [ll]. Not that way, but then again who the hell knows how freaky these egomaniacs are. One thing is for sure, the only way to beat these terrorists is to spend some money. If you don’t put yourselves further into debt we could all end up chillaxin’ with Tupac and Biggie. Hopefully they have a pool out back.

The cRap Music Fantasy League is entering the home stretch for the third quarter and it has become a horse race for essentially five label owners provided Mitchy Slick doesn’t do anything too crazy like a triple murder suicide. That would earn him and his label owner iFUX a lot of points. Don’t get any ideas either FUX, without you on your blog grizzly where would I get to see all the iCandy of the hottest broads from UniVision?

As the quarters are about to end the blue chip, sureshot superstars always stand the fuck up. R.KELLY is getting all of label owners their points. Jay-Z opens a new 40/40 Club and whoever was smart enough to put the ‘old head’ on their roster is benefitting from that move. Let’s not forget your girl Foxy Brown, who manages to remain a point scorer without even releasing a note of music. The big story this quarter is all about Fisty Scent and ‘Ye Tudda. These two will both close out the Q3 scoring with platinum albums thanks to the hype machine that Universal Music Group operates. Let’s listen to a few songs from the WonderTwins latest albums…


‘YE TUDDA – ‘Flashing Lights’
Put on your rockstar shades when you bump this joint.


FISTY SCENT – ‘Gun Go Off’
Put on your bulletproof vest ‘cuz they shootin’! NSFW

Here’s a look at all the label owners and their scores, read it and weep bitches…

Gain Green Records 5600
Krack Ko Kaine Entertainment 5350
Grand Theft Audio Records 5100
DubbleUP Entertainment 4850
America Done Fell Off Records 4350
Rook Records 4275
Blue & Creme Entertainment 4050
Sheem-Deem Entertainment 3975
Pretty Dollar Entertainment 3925
Combat Jack Entertainment 3925
Flatline Records 3925
20/20 Proof Records 3800
Deaf Jam Records 3750
Incilin Productions 3600
Rainmen Records 3550
GnomesayinTambout 3450
Bamboozled Records 3375
Smart-Dumb Rappers Records 3300
Brick Productions 3250
Cool Cash Collective 3200
Ambulance Entertainment 3175
626 WreckChords 3125
Yes Baby Yes Entertainment 3075
BlackStar Records 2975
Diamond Ballers Records 2900
Harleyworld Music 2825
Quarter Water Juice Records 2775
Game One Records 2725
11206 Records 2675
Roscoes Records & Waffles 2575
Bodega Records 2550
Renegade Records 2475
Windbreaker Records 2425
Bulletproof Records 2400
NYC Records 2350
Dead Presidents Records 2325
Derailed Records 2075
Avant-Garde Records 2075
R.adabing I.ntontanton P.roductions 2075
Da Wig Snatcherz 1950
Paperclip Records 1950
Mental Calisthenics Records 1850
Cloud Nine Records 1850
Chaos Records 1725
Likwid Tangs Music 1575
I Fux Entertainment 1450
Buffoonery Recordings 1125
Fingered Records 1075

I put together a few graphs to chart some of the specific info that was gleaned from the scoring this quarter. Shouts to El Gringo Colombiano for creating the spreadsheet that powered the cMFL.

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Money Points > Notoriety Points
The pie chart above shows us that Notoriety Points were nearly one-fourth of the total points earned this quarter. Thanks to Remy Ma blasting the shit out of her former weedcarrier/wigbrusher and Foxy Brown just being her 7-30 self there was a good number of points to be had from rappers acting bad. Not bad meaning good, but bad meaning bad.

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Regional Points
Here we see a bar graph that describes to us which regions were the heavyweights in the cRap Music Fantasy League. The West coast should go kill themselves by ghostriding their whips off the Golden Gate Bridge. How the hell are y’all gonna get pwned by international cRappers? Mitchy Slick, you got the whole Westside on your back player. It’s time to go in hard or that chick M.I.A. will have you beat. And that party people, would be fucked the fuck up.

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Teh Ghey Titan EgoMania
Some of the best artists mask their insecurities behind a facade of zealous self-assuredness. Fisty Scent was always a cocksure entertainer, but ‘Ye Tudda’s ego has gone out the roof to touch the sky. Somebody please get this man a spaceship.

There’s still a few weeks left in this quarter so it ain’t over ’til the Black lady sings. Here’s two more tracks from the saviors of Hip-Hop music. Fisty Scent wins this round easily because MARY J. BLIGE >>> Coldplay’s CHRIS MARTIN.


FISTY SCENT – ‘All Of Me’ (featuring MARY J. BLIGE


‘YE TUDDA – ‘Homecoming’ (featuring CHRIS MARTIN)

A LETTER FROM THE MANAGEMENT

Monday, September 3rd, 2007

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Jou’vert is Hard Body!

For DP Dot Com’s new year on the air I thought we’d go in hard talking about GOD, girls and the planet of Brooklyn. Two years ago GOD visited America disguised as an angry Black bitch of a storm named Katrina. She kicked ass too because the Middle Passage was fucked the fuck up like that. Katrina was letting fools know that motherfuckers owe biggtime for all the people that didn’t survive the three months at sea sleeping in their vomit, piss, shit and tears. Katrina made America look every which way like a two bit third world country. At least in Haiti the people are hardbody enough to change presidents.

Sa pase ozetazini?

A shout goes out to my Haitian massive readers this Labor Day, as well as all the displaced, Hebrews, Africans and Blacks in general. Whether your displacement was in 1605 or 2005, at the end of the day it was always all about the benjamins.

Guess who hasn’t slept since Saturday nite?

And then I only napped for a few hours.

Labor Day weekend is when I go hard for the crown and this year is no different. C.S. and I saw two movies at the multi-plex (I fucks with this shit called ‘Sunshine’, not so much for ‘Balls of Fury’). Then we drove to Woodstock to chill at the weekend crib of C.S.’s big homey, Mrs.JEAN-MARIE. Came back to the city and went to Manahatta and then the Prince versus MICHAEL JACKSON throw down. Stopped by PathMark to pick up some lamb chops. I dropped C.S. off at the crib and then I went to RippleBar to get my Jou’vert started off right (shouts to the RippleBar regulars).

Jou’vert is one of my all time favorite New York City traditions. This is the real West Indian Day parade. That shit that happens during the daytime is actually just the residual after-party. For the several hours during Jou’vert the entire Brooklyn goes 7:30. People are naked and rubbing one another in a massive orgy of painted on, sweat drenched drunken bodies. If someone told me that during these times is when the conception rate and murder rate both jumped in Brooklyn I wouldn’t doubt it. With all the spirits being summoned to the corners of Empire Boulevard and Flatbush Avenue I know something freaky is going down. That’s why I go there.

DP Dot Com isn’t a real photoblog, because I ain’t a real photographer so forgive me if I don’t take the best pictures. Keep in mind that I am drunk and ready to fall on my ass from jumping and skipping all night. These are the times when a bump of that yayze could keep me rocking out until Wednesday. That sugarcane shit ain’t for me no more, but I will always fucks with Caribbean Day…

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DP = Fried green tomatoes. Guyana jump up!

I heart Brooklyn

I heart Brooklyn

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Trinidad and Tobago: The Caribbean’s most freakiest islands.

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Trini masquerader with mom and bay’bro

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Carnival Thugs

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