Mind Control

Im tired of saying "Maybe Im wrong", so this time Im just gone say Im very sceptical of everything Ive ever learned in my history classes at school. Came accross this article on yahoo and theyre talkin about this map of the americas that was drawn a several years before anybody had traveled around the backside of the countries to even know that there was a pacific ocean. Now I have three (3) different theories as to how this could have happened, either the fella had a divine revelation from God (which I believe is very much possible), the dating of the map is wrong, or there was a political power move that that erased the truth form the history books. Or maybe its a combination of the above. The thing that gets me is how this same guy proceeds to deliver a new "revised" map a few years later with the name of america changed to somethin else AND with a much less detailed mass of land. They used the term "rolled back" on the article. I think I like the term "covered up" a little bit better.

All of this reminds me of the time I was watching Cornell West, Mos Def and Bill Maher talk. Mos Def proceeds to say during the interview "I dont believe we've ever been to the moon". And I started to think, "wait a second... over the course of my short life Ive seen a piece of that clip maybe, I dont know, three times. And all I remember is seeing this guy in a white 'space suit' walk real slow over somethin that that looks like the top of Stone Mountain?!? (above photo) Hmmm..." This "floating inside space ship" stuff can be simulated in theme park rides now. I dont know... Makes me wonder.... And for those of you who are gonna hit me with the "You just know starting to question the media?!?" comment, the answer is no. I havent just started questioning the media. Let the media tell it, nobody knew Katrina was gonna happen, the only thing white people die from is cancer and plane crashes, everybody who doesnt pass for either white or black is an illegal mexican, everybody who is not white is mentally inferior through genetics, racism doesnt exist, the justice system isn't racially biased, the government had nothing to do with drugs getting into the US, 911 wasn't orchestrated by the government, and the life expectancy of an african american male is about negative 3 days. Ive been sceptical of the media for quite a while. The two most reliable sources of information on tv are ESPN and Cartoon Network. Those two stations give you exactly what they advertise and those are the only two stations I watch other than to see a basketball or football game thats on another network. Mind control is what its all about. Unless you are a middle aged, over 6 foot, physically fit, suit wearing, white male, making over $250,000, with a white - stay at home - wife who knows how to cook up a 54 course meal and has the credentials to be a 6 star chef and was a virgin until honeymoon night, no illegitimate kids, enough money in your bank account to buy a small island off the cost of somewhere in south america - something is wrong with you.

In conclusion...

They say its 3 sides to every story: their side, your side and the truth. This is seemingly becoming more and more evident everyday. Seem like the only history you can trust is the one that God has built for you. Outside of that, you can pretty much guarantee that whoever is tellin the story has modified it in some form or fashion for their benefit. How this guy gone draw an accurate map of the americas and then go back and act like it never existed?!? Crazy...

MURDERER!!!

Yeah... So... Im ridin on my way to my job on Saturday morning and Im runnin a lil late. I left my house about 15 minutes or so after I was supposed to be leavin. Not somethin I usually do but sometimes things happen that delay me that are beyond my control. So Im takin my usual route of quick turns and short cuts to avoid the traffic on the way to the highway and I see this squirrel... I see him side the road and we make eye contact so Im thinkin "he see me and we got an understanding. He's definitely gonna sit there until I pass by." WRONG! (thanks Charlie Murphy) This fella waits until I get within feet of him and then darts out in front of my car. I tried to break but I wasnt gonna swirve because he wasnt finna make another Geico commercial outta me. I slowed a pretty good bit but still heard a "thump" up under my car. I looked in my rear view mirror and saw hit little body rolling and bouncin on the ground. It saddend me a lil bit and I hoped and prayed that he wasnt dead. I told myself he was unconscious and that he would get up before somebody finished him off. I returned the other day. Part of me didnt want to see but another part of me had to know if some other car had come by and smashed him up. I aint see him; nor did I see any blood stained pavement. He must have gotten up just like I knew he would. Be strong young (and hopefully not brain damaged) squirrel. And work on growin some wings so you can fly like Rocky on that old cartoon - The Rocky and Bullwinkle Show.

Daylight Savings Time

I hate Daylight Savings Time. I like Standard Time. For some strange reason, they extended Daylight Savings time and now it seems like this Standard Time aint "standard" at all and the daylight savings time last for longer than the standard time. I hate it. I cant stand having to get up earlier for what feels like absolutely no reason. Dont like the idea that a few men Ive never met are somewhere deciding what time my watch is gonna read and I hate getting up before the sun is up. At 7:26am it should not be black outside my window. I feel like Im waking up in the middle of the night. Its feels like its dusk when I leave and its dark again when I get home at 9pm. Its the worst. And whoever decided to push the "Standard time" back another week, I just might have to beat up. I officially dont like them. Im going back to work now - angry because I feel like Im being robbed of a natural sleep pattern for over half of a year.

I could be wrong (again) but...

The Blackout... Jena 6... Just by the mention of those two things, Ive made the topic of this blog a little bit controversial... But Im gonna speak on it...

So theres this blackout and Im not supposed to be spending money today and stuff like that. I guess because we are collectively supposed to be hurting "the man's" pockets. I wasn't even gone write about this today. It wasnt until I went on my lunch break with one of my colleagues and we're standing at a Wendys; My colleague is orderin his number 1 or whatever and this guy passes by and says "Thas right brothas... gone and spend ya money... dont observe the blackout." Ya know, real sarcastic like. I proceeded to look at him watch me turn around and ignore him. Now, while Im all for the cause... (and I might get attacked for this but...) Somebody please explain how not going Wendys is gonna stop a racist judge in a racist, hole in the wall town, from being racist. Demonstrations are great. Marching in Jena definately brought a lot of desperately needed attention to the situation - with positive results. BUT this type of "blackout" along with the "dont buy gas on whatever day" holdout seems a lil bit pointless. If nobody buys gas today, that just means twice as many people will be buying gas yesterday or tomorrow. Gas companies will still get their money. If nobody goes and sees American Gangster tonight (which I doubt); they'll still go tomorrow or Sunday and when the DVD comes out, theyll buy that too (Why arent there any black people making a huge movement against the bootleg game? No movies starring black actors should be bootlegged if we're gonna support each other. But anyway...) The theaters, actors, publishers, etc. (which, again, have nothing to do with the Jena 6 situation) will still get their money. Now, locally, this may hurt the economy of the people in Jena 6 if it were to be something on-going or if every black person there just moved, but honestly... This judge is still gonna wake up tomorrow and think the same way he did when he brought down the judgement - Regardless if we order a number 5 from Hardees today.

I like to see well thought out stuff, not just "Hey everybody lets just get together and do somethin just to say that we can get together about somethin!!!" The movement needs focus to be successful. I think the thing we need to focus on are our children. If our children are successful and dont have to go into the court system to begin with, then we wouldnt have to stop eating for a day or ride our gas tanks on E or whatever else whoever it is thats setting this up is gonna come up with. What this judge did was completely wrong, but there wouldnt be a discussion at all if there was never a case. Thats what would really hurt the judge - take away his cases. The problem with that is, in a racist town like that, they'll probably find a way to make up a charge to arrest somebody just to have somethin to do.

AND it just popped into my head... (Yall can all thank me later for this one) I HAVE COME UP WITH THE NEXT MOVEMENT FOR TOGETHERNESS!!! Lets all walk off our jobs next Monday at 3pm. This way, once we quit, "the man's" companies would flop, we wouldnt need gas since we wouldnt have anything to do or anywhere to go, AND we wouldnt have any money to purchase anything - so the blackout would happen by default. PLUS, with all the companies - other than black owned and managed stores of course - out of business, there wouldnt be anywhere to spend anything anyway. You may not recognize it now, but this is brilliance. After about 6 years or so of this, white people would be sure to recognize that they need us.

Right...

Although I may not have the solution. I do know that this aint the answer. And if Al Sharpton aint organize it, it aint real no ways... I could be wrong (again) though...

I'll just do it tomorrow... Im never gonna die anyway...

Came accross this article today and, maybe Im the only one but, I found this kinda disturbing. To live for one thousand years may be a dream for some - and of course nobody wants to die BUT... to literally come up with a way for a human to live for that long would be a serious problem. Not that I think people deserve to die or anything, but people HAVE to die. We are already over-populated on this earth and consuming at an alarming rate. (Not to mention all of this pre-teen humping thats going on.) If we start up this whole "Everybody gets to live 1000 years" movement, its gonna be some problems in the future. And these wont be small problems; its gonna be serious problems with getting the bare neccessities taken care of. You know - satisfying those basic food and shelter needs. This guy who wants this to come to past is kinda selfish in my opinion. Whats gonna happen when the natural resources run out? Yeah, you'll get to see a WHOLE LOT of Monday night football throughtout your life but I dont think thats gonna matter too much if it aint no water to drink and ya throat is too dry to tell ya homeboy about it...

Whats really goin on?!?

I apologize but Ive been tryin to stop writing so much - its been eating up too much of my time. I got like four blogs; One of which I have officially shut down. BUT... I read this headline. Just incase youre too lazy to click on the link, its talkin about the decision of a Maine school to allow "the pill" for girls from ages 11 up. ELEVEN?!? Am I the only one who feels like this is a problem? Yeah, I know people are humpin with no clothes on at a real young age now but giving the pill to an eleven year old is utterly ridiculous. I would not give these lil kids a "get outta jail free card" - a free pass to screw without consequence. I know its hard. I got young teenage friends and family with kids and it aint no fun for them BUT I feel like they need to deal with it if they get pregnant. I would rather them atleast teach the kids how to use a condom. In my opinion, giving them the pill would open a door for them start having outta control unprotected sex and the whole idea is a bad idea. Rather than give these kids an easy escape from responsibility, somebody need to pull these parents to the side and pistol whip some knowledge into them until they do a better job raising their kids. Somebody need to get a hold onto reigns and explain to these little bastards that at the age of 11, they should be out playin kickball or watchin spongebob rather than spreadin their legs on their little undeveloped bodies. But maybe Im wrong... It is the new millenium... 30 is the new 20 so I guess 11 is the new... Wait... now that doesnt make sense at all...

Raising the dead.

I sat back today and started thinkin.... In fact Ive been thinkin a whole lot lately about a whole lot of different things. And not only have I been thinkin; Ive also been talkin to other people about what Ive been thinking about. Do you know what I found out? I found out that the stuff that Im dealing with are being dealt with by all my people to the same degree, if not more than what Ive been dealing with.

Dont know how many of you actually read the last blog I had put up before I decided to make it for preferred readers only, but I deleted anyway. I got to the point where I didnt care anymore and it wasnt worth talkin about and all that "apologizing" at the end to the person Ive "hurt" didnt really matter either cause she dont care and sayin Im sorry for a time when I did the best I could is just makin me look silly and desperate. Yeah... I love you too (right...) but you can go to hell by yourself.

MEANWHILE.... Across town....

We're meeting EXTRA-Hollywood, EXTRA-regular brownskinned chicks who seem to have it in their mind that they are God's gift to men. Dont know who their last boyfriend was but I do know who their next boyfriend will NOT be. And that person is me. Cant do it. We all play the same games. Yeah, I need you in my life and I love you too. On second thought, I think I'll pass.

I did get more evidence that the average person has the attention span of a 3 month old. Many times its really "out of sight, out of mind". People be on some "I like you because you're here right now, but when you leave, Ima cheat." Of course nobody says that but. Its prevelent in the behavior of my peers.

I was tellin my homeboy today -

I said: Homeboy?

My homeboy said: huh?

I said: Why it seem like the game so different now? Why does it seem like it doesn't pay to be reliable, trustworthy, and honest. Why do more women chase me when I act like a deaf mute who doesn't care about anything than when I sit back and try and treat them like my mother told me to. Its almost like they've adapted themselves to want a man that will dog them out. But you best believe, as soon as they havin trouble with that fella of theirs, yours truely gets a phone call at 1:14 am in the morning (yeah, I remember the time) with you cryin tombout "I just feel so bad. He dont care about me. I aint got no friends because of him. He put his hands on me. Im depressed." Nigga, the list goes on.

So, Im tryin to kick it with this chick who tellin me all this stuff about how she so "different" than most girls and as a result, gets the short end of the stick. I call. We talk. I have a good time. She expresses the same sentiment and I proceed to ask - "Whens a good time to call you?" and she starts tellin me her schedule of availability and suggest "tomorrow after..." and Im thinkin cool. Ill do that. Now everthing inside of me is remembering my past experiences when women who I wasnt "super" cool with said "Oh yeah. Call me tomorrow." I even told one chick I was gone call her in a few days and she proceeded to sound disappointed askin me "A few days?!? What happened to tomorrow?!?" I gave in. In all those cases, I gave in. And you know what I got in each and every case of "Call me tomorrow?" I got a voicemail and a non-returned telephone call. This last case was no exception to the rule. My self-esteem was fighting for a while. He kept makin excuses for her: "Dont worry about it brother. She just got tied up doing somethin. She had a lot of school work. She was tired and went to bed. The baby was cryin. The streetlights were on. Her momma was callin her." Yeah... He was tellin me everything he could possibly think of. But at the end of the day, I dont know the truth. All I know is I aint get no phone call. And with that fact, I am faced with a choice. The super crazy thing is, many of the times, I didnt even feel like talkin. It would be one of those "common curtesy" things; me just keeping my word - "You take someone out, you're supposed to call them the next day" type thing. M. I. S. take. I go from being a nice guy to a clingy guy who talks too much. The crazy thing is, you spend your whole life listening to your parents, tryin to be this "perfect man" so that you can always put forth your best foot, only to be virtually obsolete by the time its showtime. I hope that aint the case, but the thought is very scary.

Side note: I broke the code the other day. A young lady was talkin to my friend and acted like I aint know nothin about it. I would give her advice and stuff to help them out in the situation. So here I am tryin to be cool with the female and, in order to make sure she trust me so I can still put my two cents in every now and again, I gotta keep my mouth shut to my homeboy. This way when somethin serious does go down I can give him the inside track and save his life. Long story short - she did my homeboy dirty. I kept my mouth shut for a while and proceeded to watch all this stuff kinda hit the fan. This was about two years ago and I just told him yesterday. He knew that I was cool with her but he aint know she was callin me cryin in the midnight hours and stuff like that. But I saw that he was a lil bent over the situation and I did what friends do - I helped the nigga self-esteem and told him about how she called me cryin over him and stuff when they broke up. Yeah... It wasnt playa at all but I had to help him because I woulda wanted somebody to help me out if a chick just up and left me completely confused. I told. In other news, me and the chick stopped being cool about 3 weeks after her and my homeboy fell out. She then managed to (Im putting this nicely) momentarily loose control and then settle down with this square fella (Who she eventually fell out with and then called me about it again, but I think they ended up getting back together). At any rate, we aint cool no more. Havent been for about a year. Triflin and over-sensitivity aren't a good combination. After realizing I didnt care no more I went ahead and told my homeboy so he could feel better about himself. We'll never see her again anyway.

Back to what I was talking about....

Yes. The battle continues to wage with me fighting becoming a by product of my environment. But I can only be cannon fodder for so long. Chivalry is dead. It doesnt work. Its not appreciated. And it almost seems as if its unwanted... Ima still do my thing though. Cant aid the cause by joining the crowd. But its better that it doesnt get no worse. And Lord knows Ive been prayin for it to get better....