Archive for July, 2008

Dilation ‘N Curettage by MAXINE

Thursday, July 17th, 2008

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Editor’s note: DP Dot Com’s Rocky Mountain correspondent MAXINE drops by to say “Hi haters!”

The United States of America is a fucking bleeding uterus in need of a full hysterectomy, or something that will clear out the decaying, rotting, decomposing putrid policies of old. Got your attention? The DNC (dilation and curettage) is a medical procedure that literally refers to opening the cervix and surgically removing its contents.

According to my homeboy who is in med school, the first step in the DNC process is to dilate the cervix which happens a couple hours before the surgery. Using a curette (a metal rod with a loop on the end), the lining of the uterus is gently scraped, removing the lining and any abnormalities.I know what you’re thinking, who the hell wants to have a sharp rod-like object inserted into their pussy for the purpose of “scraping?” Maybe that question is phrased poorly.

The point is, while a seemingly painful and obviously evasive procedure, the DNC actually allows for re-growth of certain cells made overshadowed and complacent by “abnormal” cells. Some women have even reported the process as therapeutic and remedial, a method of destroying and rebuilding, if you will.

Getting in bed with politicians isn’t easy. In some way they are corrupt or have/will use their power to serve a selfish interest. In that case, shit, being human isn’t easy. The DNC that will take place in my city, the Mile High city, is already destined to go down in history. In an age where a white man from North Carolina who gives a damn about the poor is trumped by a brother from the tropics who surfs (no, assholes, not Tim Duncan) and a woman who condones infidelity,
it’s safe to say that somebody needs to witness this shit.

I live so close to the action, hell, I’ll be fucking the convention face to face, and it’s gonna be damn good.

The 3:10 to Denver. You know you wanna ride this train.

NaS York City…

Wednesday, July 16th, 2008

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BILLY X. SUNDAY reviews the album release party from the sidewalk outside of the club.

The album release party for NaS’ latest CD reminded me of NYC years past, when spots like NV, The Tunnel and the Red Zone were packed to capacity. Chicks would be wearing their highest heels and dudes would be rocking their crispiest I.T.’s. NaS’ parties were always some ghetto fabulous shit. Just like Biggie’s and Jay’s and Puffy’s events, but NaS’ joints would be more filled with regular people looking their best, not just dressed up entertainment industry people.

Last night was one of those events where a chickenhead becomes cordon bleu and a duckmouth turns into foie gras, but only for a night. Tomorrow everyone becomes themselves again. I love sidewalk pimping at these events. Frankly, I think you are losing by going inside the club unless there is an open bar, and even then who needs that if you brought your own booze, which I did. I’ve spent the last twenty five years of my life getting into some ridiculous parties and standing outside of some banana head joints. At the end of the day I have a good time since I bring my own fun.

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Women are getting sluttier now that I am getting older. Even though we are in a recession there seems to be no shortage of groupies at the high profile events. At the live rap show I went to the other night there were ladies all around but they weren’t heavily made up and most of them had on sneakers. At the NaS party I thought I was peeping Kelis clones all around me. The difference between NaS and Kelis, and say Jay and BeYonce, or even J.D. and Janet is that NaS and Kelis are accessible. That and the fact that NaS actually HAS sex with Kelis as opposed to simply being photographed in her vicinity.

The question of whether NaS album is any good has already been answered. He won’t outsell Wayne but he will have a modest sales total by the end of the summer. At the end of the day one good NaS track pwns Lil’ Wayne’s entire catalog. Most other rapper’s catalog for that matter. I haven’t been that impressed with the album tracks that I have heard while the Nigger mixtape was exciting and filled with potential. NaS is such an enigma as a recoding artist. He is clearly a genius on several levels, but then he becomes an idiot savant during interviews.

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If Tupac were concerned more about being a provacative lyricist than simply being provacative he would have been NaS. There aren’t too many rappers left that can express all the facets of the ghetto experience. Not just our desire to have luxury, but the humanity that the most enlightened ghetto dwellers seek to achieve. How to be one with the planet and one with yourself was stripped from the Native Americans via systemic genocide and it was removed from the Africans that arrived in the Americas via the whip and those who cracked it, white and Black. My father told me that there were some Blacks that couldn’t wait to get their hands on the whip. They would be the most forceful crackers of all time.

We still have Blacks that can’t wait to get their hands on the whip. Testify to the killers of Sean Bell. We still have Blacks that can’t wait to get their hands on a new whip, because the ’07 joints are a year old now. I know I was talking about that NaS album release party that I couldn’t get into and I know I should be talking about his new album, but I am still drunk from all the rum that I snuck into the premiere of The Dark Knight. Yooooooooo, that was some hardbody shit. Definitely go see that shit like right now. It’s 3am party people, do you know where your children are?

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SEPARATED AT BIRTH: Cookie Pussies…

Wednesday, July 16th, 2008

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I will never look at ice cream the same way again.

Functionality In Fashion…

Wednesday, July 16th, 2008

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Here’s a preview from LINDSAY LOHAN’s new clothing line.

She calls these leggings the Mr. President.

What kind of work could MONICA LEWINSKY have put in wearing a pair of these?

via OhWord

I’d Rather Be With You…

Tuesday, July 15th, 2008

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On beautiful days like this I would rather be with Chocolate Snowflake frolicking nekkid somewhere instead of working for my pennies.

One day, some way, and until then…