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Archive for March, 2007
SEPARATED AT BIRTH: RICH BWOYS
Wednesday, March 14th, 2007ROCK CHALK JAYHAWK BITCHES!!!
Wednesday, March 14th, 2007
Guess what buttercups?!? It’s another DP Dot Com sports pool. This time it’s for the NCAA Final Four tournament. Thank goodness Yahoo dot com sets up the brackets and administers the points. All you have to do is register. Leave me a comment on this post thread if you want to part of the March madness. I will e-mail you the secret password and you can get it on and popping. You will need to be registered before the first games tip off on Thursday afternoon.
College basketball hasn’t been worth a shit since all the good players go to the Association straight from high school anyhoo. March Madness however, is that shiite. It gives you the chance to get that old college sweatshirt from off the floor in your hallway closet. Remember the good ol’ college days when you could drink a keg of beer all by your lonesome? And how you would smoke weed out of almost anything? This is the time of year when all that is good again. Call up some old college buddies and get wasted. Call up your old college boyfriend and get laid. Why the fuck do you think they call it March Madness? The credo for liars and cheaters is in full effect, so whatever happens during March Madness, stays in March Madness.
I am predicting that the Kansas Jayhawks take the crown this year. Who the fuck cares!?! The winner gets a free pair of Nike Dunks. And that’s what’s really good!
AUSTIN STAND THE FUCK UP!!!
Tuesday, March 13th, 2007
Get up, get, get, get down. Afro Punk is rockin’ your town! If you are gonna come up from your parent’s basement for one show, this is that shiite!
GAME REBELLION!
MARTIN LUTHER!
THE DRUGSTORE COWBOYS!
K’NAAN!
CODY CHESTNUTT!
SAUL WILLIAMS!
One Night Only
March 14th – 8pm
Club EXODUS
302 6th Street
Austin, TX
Feeding Us Bread And Circuses…
Tuesday, March 13th, 2007
This is the part of our show where we take a look at the daily news on the internets. I just paid my cable bill so I am going to make a note to watch some television this week. My expenses to CableVision amount to $150 a month for essentially my broadband connection since I rarely turn on the boob tube and I never pick up my home phone. Fucking CableVision is subsidizing the lackluster Knicks with my paycheck. Bitches.
Who amongst us gives a fuck that White Castle has removed the nutritional information from their stores in NYC? Who the fuck reads the nutritional info in White Castles?!? I could eat a fucking salad from McDonald’s for a month straight and my ass would still gain weight. The blue cheese salad dressing alone has enough calories to fuel a racehorse. Don’t fuck around and put that chicken on your shit and then sprinkle that bacon… Bitch please, the reason I eat at McDonald’s is so that my azz can be dead at forty. I am going to the other side with B.I.G. and ‘Pac. The buffet in hell has all you can eat Maine lobster tails.
Joint Chiefs of Staff General PETER PACE does not care about gays in the military. Actually, he does care enough to call fag soldiers immoral and relate them to adulterers. Sounds like the General is one of those dudes that dreams about his Jesus as a gat-busting redeemer who sends Philistines to hell with the business end of a shotgun. The army has problems with recruiting people no? So if a whole bunch of fearless fags sign up and get blown to bits that means theres less fags right? Shouldn’t the General like that outcome, or is he secretly a fan of all of those makeover reality shows? Two men loving each other is immoral, but killing people wholesale with shells of depleted uranium and white phosphorus… Not so much.
Apparently that gay shit has been what’s up in the military since the Greeks got into it hardbody. The new movie ‘300’ is breaking all sorts of box office records and the critics are flying around like monkeys with a hand full of poop. Iranians, who’s cultural radar stays the on pissed off setting, are upset because of the fictional depictions of Persians. Do any of you remember back in the early 80’s when it was bad to be from Iran or Iraq so all these folks called themselves ‘Persians’? I had a Geometry tutor in juniour high school and she was so beautiful. I dreamed of marrying her because her name was DALIA. She told me she was from Persia. I thought that shit was in Portugal. We lost contact after my school semester ended. That bitch was fine for an arab ho, but I digress…
If you go see the movie ‘300’ and you really ingest the allegory being told then what you will understand is that eventually the invading, occupying force that was led by a king who claimed that he was connected to GOD was defeated by the a smaller army of soldiers with less technological weapons. They used their own bravery and their knowledge of the land on which they were fighting to finally prevail against the invaders. That’s the core lesson inside of ‘300’ and if anyone tells you anything else then they can’t see the forest for the trees. What an idiot might see as a story about Greece and Persia is really the story about how honor triumphs over greed. How the stupidity and lusty ambitions of a leader who isn’t a warrior will eventually lead to his empire’s downfall. Free your mind party people.
How ironic is it that we can look at RICHARD NIXON now and say that he was a more honest and trustworthy president than we have had since? The BUSH Administration runs over our civil liberties like an uncontrollable elephant. A Vice-President that divulged secrets like intelligence operatives would never have been allowed in America’s golden era. Loose lips sink ships was more than propaganda then. It was a way of life that spoke of honor and fidelity to one’s country. When a country’s foreign policy is dictated to them from the boardroom of a multi-global conglomerate like Halliburton you should all know that honor and justice are only ideals now. If you want to see them being worn you’ll have to put them on a t-shirt.
It’s just bread and circuses for us now party people…
NIGHT OF THE LIVING BASSHEADS…
Tuesday, March 13th, 2007
CHOCOLATE SNOWFLAKE taketh and she giveth away. What she gaveth to me were a pair of tickets to see Public Enemy at B.B.King’s over the weekend. She knows I’m an old school fool and she accompanied me to the E.P.M.D. reunion a few months back. And she knows there is two groups that I go batshit for – Wu-Tang and Public Enemy. Listening to them brings out the ancient backpacker inside of me that believed Hip-Hop was a force for change. Turns out that the only change that Hip-Hop was good for was putting change in the pockets of the old white men and the Tall Israelis.
Twenty years ago, If you had told me that we would be in a worse place collectively as a nation I wouldn’t have believed you. Does the residue of crack cocaine in our lungs make us impotent politically and socially? I’ve never seen so many leaders and artists and thinkers all so easily corruptible. I have given up on waiting for someone to speak to me and tell me how GOD wants me to live justly. I just let GOD tell me. GOD told me to have a good time at the concert.
Public Enemy still brings that heat boys and girls. They are still as inspiring to me as they were twenty years ago. The bass still hits you in the chest like a bump of that raw Peruvian. The horns still blare out thunder like a war siren. CHUCK D is still a prophet of rage, instead of using the microphone for profit. CHUCK D is not here selling you silly rags of clothing to put on your back. You will never, ever see CHUCK D’s name on the list for rap music’s top lyricists but no one can fuck with the english language the way he does it. No other rapper has that amount of knowledge of self and the infrastructure of supremacy. P.E. hasn’t lost a step and that’s a good thing since our world is filled with even more villains and cowards than it was twenty years ago.
I’m not going to review the show song by song by lyric. It was tremendous. X-Clan opened or P.E. and they were better than I remember. P.E. also has a band backing them up and these dudes are gritty. If they are performing in your neck of the woods go see them. This is the most hardbody Hip-Hop group on the planet. Instead of feeling like you don’t own enough jewelry or that your car isn’t the freshest, Public Enemy leave you feeling empowered that you can change this corrupt society with your participation. Right after the show was over I wanted to go and start a non-profit organization today or open up my own charter school. Knowledge is powerful like that. I implore you good folks to go get some.
Peace.
My homey from Angry Citizen took some great pics from the show like the one that heads this post. Click the link here and see for yourself.