Archive for September, 2008

POLITRICKS 2008: Throwing Pearls Before Swine…

Thursday, September 11th, 2008

miss piggy

Miss Piggy >>> Sarah Palin

Miss Piggy rode out with KtF even when the only green homeboy had was his skin and he lived in a swamp. Miss Piggy was not a political opportunist who would throw her own family into interstate traffic just to further her career. Study how honorable Miss Piggy was and then realize that Sarah Palin’s DNA is all artic fox.

I promise that I will not talk about the VP nominee until I need to. I’m embarrassed that she hasn’t had the class to resign from her appointment. Are we this desperate for salvation as a nation that we are getting in bed (I wish) with political witches from the backwoods? Palin was way off in Alaska where you can essentially do anything you want to do as long as the oil and natural gas keep flowing to the lower 48 states. Since the Exxon Valdez didn’t happen on her shift she gets to govern Alaska like a two-bit Cruella DeVille. She constantly fires people that don’t fall in line with her cronyism and Alaska is her fiefdom while the polar bears die off.

You can’t believe all the ethics violations and misconduct she was allowed to get away with because we are so starved as a culture for expending fossil fuels. I’m annoyed and scared that America supports this charlatanism. The following Reuters link details her clandestine and unethical administration of government in Alaska. I thought G DUBBZ and DARTH CHENEY were the worst overt sleazebags to come into government. PALIN trumps them already and she is still so young.

Palin’s Ethics Scrapes May Undercut Pledge to End Old Politics

SEPARATED AT BIRTH: Animal Farm…

Wednesday, September 10th, 2008

olivia

Which one of these pigs in lipstick would make for a better Vice President?

I’m going with the one one the right, and I don’t mean the neo-conservative right either.

The King Of Hipster Douchebag Rappers…

Wednesday, September 10th, 2008

asher roth

Last week I fuxxed with the Heltah Skeltah show in lower Manhattan at the classic venue called S.O.B.’s. If you live in NYC and you have not seen a Hip-Hop show at S.O.B.’s then you aren’t Hip-Hop whatsoever. Cats from Pennsylvania, Connecticut and New Jersey come here to catch shows. It’s one of the last live venues in the city where you can really experience a show where the artist doesn’t have a separation from the listeners.

You already know what the fuck it is with Rock and Ruck. Their new album is called Da Incredible Rap Team and these niggas are still punching motherfuckers in the mouth with their lyrics. There ain’t a crew in rap more hardbody than those niggas and that’s my word. So you can imagine how surprised I was when I saw all of these broads in high heels and short skirts. Heltah Skeltah is not one of these glam rap groups where the chicks that come to see them are wearing Chanel shit. Broads that come to see Heltah Skeltah usually have stab wounds, they wear Timberland chukkas and can prA’li kick the ass of 94.675% of XXL mag dot commenters.

Who the fuck were these foxy bitches coming to the club to see perform? It turns out that these high-heeled hot chicks (read: white girls) were here to see some nigga named Asher Roth. Who the fuck is Asher Roth? I know that he has had some shit featured here on this website, but seriously, who the fuck is Asher Roth? Motherfuckers are coming through the spot in button ups and boat shoes. When some skinny looking Italian dude hopped off the Vespa with not one, but two skinny model type cokehead broads riding on the back I knew exactly what Asher Roth was. He is the king of the hipster douchebag rapper movement.

What I didn’t know was that Asher Roth is also the king of the suburbs too. At least Eminem had to come up through the hardscrabble Detroit battle rap circuit. And we all know how cold shit can get in the D. Asher Roth is straight from the Stroudsburg mall parking lot poetry cipher. I’m not saying that you have to have gunshot wounds to be a rapper, but it does help no doubt. Asher Roth is 180 degrees from all that fake gangsta poseur bullshit. Roth is more like the greatest frat rap artist since DeLa Soul debuted. Imagine if Eminem were a little less lyrical and more poetical. WTF?!?

Asher Roth doesn’t make me hit the rewind button like Em used to, but he still has lines that are worth repeating. Download his mixtape here and peep his game. I’m surprised how much I enjoy listening to son’s album. Yes, you would want to be high when you let this shit play. He has a wordplay that staggers through his songs and connects rhymes at assymetrical points in the verses. My favorite song on the mixtape is where he talks about which cartoon chicks he would fuck. Pure dumb frat boy bullshit that doesn’t take itself seriously at all. Asher Roth is the next rap phenomenon. Straight from the suburbs.

Hip-Hop is dead, long live Hip-Hop.

SNEAKER FIENDS UNITE!

Wednesday, September 10th, 2008

btech subway

Peep the technique – Ellesse bag holds Mr.Feelgoode

Facebook has become a cross country class reunion. I’m grateful that so many of my classmates have fond memories of the kid. CANDICE has definitely been keeping the gloss on my name when she could just have easily thrown me under the bus. Thanks C. I see you are back to kicking ass in the football pool.

My homegirl SHAWNEQUA e-mailed me some classic Brooklyn Tech era pics. The funny shit is that I still have some of these I.T.’s in my archives. Not the exact pieces in the pics but replacement I.T.’s that I keep on ice for a rainy day. You don’t even want to know how many Oakland A’s and Montreal Expos fitted caps I have on stash.

btech subway
Can’t Tell Me Nothin’ leather jacket
Athletics fitted
Jansport backpack
Girbaud slacks w/ braces
*shoes not pictured* Prince tennis shoes

btech subway
Gery G ski jacket
classic Montreal fitted
New Balance 574
*foxy puppy love arm candy = mandatory minimum*

The top 5 sneakers from the mid-1980’s

  • Nike Dunks
  • Nike Air Force 1s
  • New Balance 574
  • Reebok 5411
  • Converse All Stars (Chuck Taylor)
  • DP.COM MANNY WATCH…

    Wednesday, September 10th, 2008

    manny

    Oh my goooseness!

    I am dreaming of a Boston – Dodgers World Series with MANNY going all REGGIE JACKSON on those Bean counting motherfuckers.

    CHARLES O. FINLEY Oaktown REGGIE status bitches.

    I am fucking with this shit at MLB.com called GameDay where you can track a game pitch by pitch.

    I guess I’m gonna be like my grandfather one day. He would be doing the boxscores while listening to his transistor radio with the single earpiece.

    Top of the ninth and L.A. has the bases loaded.

    ETHIER is up.

    MANNY is on deck.

    The Dodgers are the hottest team in baseball right now and they are all about MANNY RAMIREZ and ANDRE ETHIER.

    I’m renaming sonn ETHER.

    The Dodgers are pushing for the playoffs and they have two players in the starting lineup well below the Mendoza line (.200 batting average) while NOMAR GARCIAPARRA is in the cleanup spot hitting .234. WtF?!? How hardbody must MANNY be to have a team in contention with NO other offensive options? Keep in mind that the NL makes pitchers get into the batter’s box too.

    ETHER just doubled with a full count and two outs clearing the bases.

    MANNY gets walked intentionally.

    Sit the fuck down if you don’t know who the MVP of this MLB shit is.

    Yes, I’m having a man-crush.

    Pay this man his gotdamn money.

    A-ROD is a fucking fag.

    How ironic is this Yankee hat I saw on my way home? This is the only thing one of these chapeaus is good for now.

    An effing barf bag.

    Go kill yourselves Yankee fans.

    Mets all day bitches, unless MANNY is in town.

    yanks