Saturday, August 31, 2019

On Pro Black Music

I was listening to Ruste Juxx and Pete Rock's, video  titled, "Black Fist".

Normally, I  enjoy this kind of music with a message, but it made me tired for some reason. I wondered if I should feel this way, and does it affect my status on the Blackness hierarchy Scale (c). At first, I didnt know why I felt this way, and my first reaction was fear after feeling tired. It took me some time to figure out why I was feeling that way. Now that I can articulate why, I can calmly tell a person to GTFOHWTBS if they feel some kind of way about my feelings, and here's why:

It seems we are all about talk and no action. We fall for symbols everywhere versus actually coming up with a plan to do something about where we are right now. This song is nothing but a symbolic action. How many times have we said it loud, "I'm  Black and I'm Proud"? What good is being proud to be Black when we are stuck with the same failed policies, the same stale Black politicians who serve as nothing more than Black faces in high places that emulate the same White supremacist policies that have been put into action since forever? What good is putting your fist in the air when we refuse to hold these Black politicians accountable? What good is putting your fist in the air when they enact toothess programs in order to "stop the violence" instead of offering a comprehensive witness protection program to help protect the citizens who want to report crimes? What good is being proud to be Black  when we die by the hands of White cops and so called "do gooders " who take the law into their own hands? All we do is die beautifully proud. That's it. Where is the pride in that?

Why can't we take our own neighborhoods back without cops or in some cases, the National Guard?  Why do we even need those entities in the first place? Why can't we remove all of the Asian and Arab stores and replace them with Black owned businesses? Why do we constantly ask beg and plead for help from others (so called 'Black and Brown unity')? Why can't we do this on our own? Why don't we believe in ourselves enough to the point where we don't feel the need to beg and plead? Sure, we are 13%of the population according to their statistics, but that doesnt stop others from doing what they think is necessary for their survival. We are the only ones who ask for and "need" help. Why? Where is the pride in that?  Why does Black clergy (the ones closest to the regular Black folk) blame celebrities for the lack of contribution of bettering the community when clergy are the closest ones who take money from regular Black folk in the first place? Why do they feel that celebrities (the ones who are so far removed from the regular Black experience) should step up to the plate when (as I paraphrase  Dick Gregory)  "Aint no revolution happen by blowing no damn trumpet."?  Where is the pride in that?!

Somebody please tell me where is the pride in these actions, because I really dont see a damn thing I should be proud about. Sure, we are the trendsetters when it comes to fashion, vernacular, music,  etc, but our lives are and continue to be undervalued. They only love our  political figures when they are dead, and our political efforts get glossed over while we we are alive or in action. For example, plenty of Whites hated Obama while he was president, but now that Trump is in office, all of a sudden the Obamas are the epitome of class (except while in office, Michelle Obama was "a man " and Barack  was "a Muslim terrorist", and they hated Obamacare, but loved The Affordable Care Act, but that's not my business).  Why do we continue to work where we are undervalued and underappreciated? Where is the pride in that? Again, somebody please fill me in because I must be missing something.

Sure, everybody wants what we have, but we have no real power until we divest in this system that devalues us so, and start our own without letting everybody and everybody in. That's our biggest weakness. We let our things get watered down and then throw them away once they are oversaturated with others. Don't believe me, just ask Rock,Jazz, and Blues music. Where is the pride in that?!

Anyway, that's my rant for the week. I might say something else later, I  might not. We'll see.

Saturday, April 6, 2019

Time Keeps on Slipping...Slipping...Slipping

Backwards. Yes. Everything is going backwards.  America feels emboldened in their racism to the point where kids die just because  "those people" chose their house to knock on the door and ask for help. It's going backwards  because  a Black male accidentally killed a white woman and it had been ruled as an intentional murder. It's going backwards because thanks to cameras, people still get spat on for being so called "niggers" in the eyes of a white woman. I will not point you to links of these tragedies because sharing them is guaranteed to trigger a person.

My blog is not meant to trigger anyone,  it is meant to inform and offer a different take on some of these social ills that pop up far too often.

I'm pretty sure my readers have been through quite a bit themselves, and after reading this blog, it's going to be another thing they just went through, so I'll spare you guys of anything else that shows this country is moving backwards.  Or is it really stuck in the same ol' rut it's been in the 50s? I can not say because I wasn't alive during that time. But I can definitely say that this country is stuck on stupid. And it isn't  Black people who are stuck on stupid because we already know that crime happens to those who live near each other, and people often "self segregate" that way,so miss me with the "Black on Black crime" pornography description.

It is white supremacy that is stuck on stupid. They are so stuck that child molesters get months in jail and get out early for "good " behavior to the point where children won't be able to sleep knowing their monster is out there somewhere and not locked up where they should be.  White doctors poison their people under the myth that they are more sensitive to pain than Blacks, hell, Whites are less likely to do time for the same crimes that Black people get. This means if White on White crime happens, the aggressor will be out in no time, thus making their streets more dangerous. White supremacy is so stupid that they can't figure out how to prevent mass shootings. That means that they can't figure out why are Whites killing White children at alarming rates. They have no solution, but if you ask them, they have a solution to all of the murders in Chicago that happen to be Black.  To those, I  say

GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE WITH THAT MESS.  And if I have to tell these readers why, (I know I have some lurking ass Whites on my blog) then you deserve every piece of residual blowback that White supremacy should give you. I have no patience for people who feign ignorance. I have a life to attend to and you don't deserve my time like that.

That being said, America has wet the bed while it was being made,  and the main people benefitting from it will have to lie in it. So far, they are so stupid, they enjoy every bit of it. It's as if they say, "I got this mattress and I pissed on it. A bunch of other people already pissed on it so you can piss on it too.  And like a big dummy, they  say, " Okay." And they do it because, hey...no harm, no foul, right?

They can not look to Black people to do their work for them. For once in their lives, they are going to have to do the hard work of fixing this themselves, which reminds me of a shirt I saw online that said, "We should have picked our own cotton."  My response was, "Yes. You should have."

Maybe America is moving forward.  It really showed me the stupidity of white supremacy. And that's not a bad thing because I  can know what I'm looking at and react accordingly. I suggest my Black readers to not only read this blog, but take white supremacy and look at it as far as I did.  You can delve into it as deep as you want. You can discuss it with your friends and even laugh at it. And when you see "it", you will know what to do.

Be safe out here.

Thursday, March 7, 2019

Changing our Standards

Sorry for the long wait in between blogs. I've been very busy creating my own media outlets lately. That being said, :

In order for us to become successful, we must dissect our standards and what makes them ours. I'm not telling you to lower your standards by any means, I'm just saying that we can not allow the White standards of everything into our minds anymore. For example, We all know that music has to be polished, bought and paid for or it gets no play on Clear Channel, right?  What if we created our own radio station that showcases artists with messages that we really want to hear. I know there are a whole lot of people tired of hearing about bitches and hoes, drugs, shooting, "hating niggas" and being hard 24/7. I know I am. It has worn on me to the point where I don't even know who today's artists are, and I can't name any of their new songs.  I'll have to take that back, there is one song I like by a guy named "Flipp Dinero called "Leave Me Alone:



Other than that, I find it hard to mess with a lot of new artists. In fact, I got so tired of listening to what was being spoonfed to me, I decided I'd make my own music. Whether it gets picked up by anyone or not, I just do this for myself. It helps me keep my sanity in the current world we live in. We must start funding small businesses, radio stations, and startups in order to keep our own narrative going.  We need to support our local Black filmmakers, and not judge them through a White based lens. We need Black Hollywood, Black Sundance Film Festival, Black music award ceremonies, black music video producers, etc. We can no longer say we don't have the money. The Movie Black panther proved that we have so much money and we don't have anything to show for it. That made me very sad when they came up with the numbers that Disney pulled in.  At this point, some of us are sitting on our hands when it comes to helping to support our own media outlets.

But there is some great news. There are some really good podcasts and radio shows out there that are Black-owned and centered. There are YouTube channels geared towards our tastes and issues that affect us.  But it seems like people aren't looking for them, or they know about them and are trying to keep those outlets as their own little secret. For those who don't share these outlets with people just because it makes you feel special to have something all yours, then I'ma need you to GTFOHWTBS!



For real. Why, you ask? I say so because it's one of the Whitest things you could do is keep something for yourself and not tell anybody how good it is or where it came from. It reminds me of how many White people have "antiques" kept in their homes that have no story, according to grandpa; the items that grandpa said you should be proud of.  Those antiques could have been 'acquired' by the robbing, looting, and burning of Black towns. How many antique books that might have been bound by human skin have they kept, for example:

Anyway, We must take a deep look at ourselves and figure out which side are we on. Do we want to be on the wrong side of history, or the right side.