Friday, June 30, 2006

Friend Auditions

Do you find Start Snitching vaguely interesting?
Are you madly obsessed with my Internet scrawlings?

If so, there is a way to show your love or whatever it is you feel.

Charity Buzz is auctioning off a walk-on role for an upcoming season of The Shield.

Link here.

The next minimum bid is $3,250, so just let me know when you place it for me.

If you can help me get tackled once by the Strike Team or sucker punch Shane, I will die a happy Negro and you will be placed on the super duper Start Snitching friends list.

If you have no idea what I'm talking about then you need to watch the goddamn Shield.

Oh and Ian Ra Fin, much love for that Shield story from IGN.

Thursday, June 29, 2006

It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia

(Funniest show on television.)

Imagine a show with the political incorrectness of South Park, except it's done in live action, it doesn't preach to you and it's actually funny.

That's "It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia."
Their MySpace page is actually better than their official site.

With titles like

  • Charlie Wants an Abortion
  • The Gang Gets Racist
  • Charlie Got Molested
You should have a clear idea of the tone of this show.
If you don't, then watch this,

The second season premieres tonight and Danny DeVito just joined the cast.
Thursdays at 10 P.M.
Be there. (FX should really start paying me...)

Oh and keeping with the political incorrectness...

I had to share.

Running this Rap Shit

(Better with age)

I was feeling Nelly Furtado before she had the Verizon ringtone game on lock. There's nothing exclusive in that feat, she is a pop artist, but still, I was riding solo on the Nelly train for a long time.

Her first single "I'm Like a Bird" was deceptively simple and catchy. While it caught on at pop radio, a fair amount of people wrote her off with the whole Lilith Fair/Chick Pop category.
It was an easy mistake to make. The damn song is called "I'm Like a Bird."

But I had to know whether a girl that cute could make music worth a damn.
She could.

Her 2000 debut, "Whoa, Nelly!" is still one of the quirkiest, best produced and most naively ambitious debuts from a "pop" artist in quite a while.
It's not just a good album by white pop chick standards but in general.

Mixing hip-hop, bossa nova, pop and a bunch of other shit, she caught the ears of a select few hip-hop artists.

She went on to do songs with the Roots, Jurassic 5 and remix songs for Missy. Her throwaway lines turned into whole songs for Timbaland's artists (Ms. Jade - Ching Ching) and she had a large hit on Spanish radio with Juanes.

Pharell and Sheek Louch from the Lox were shouting her out on rap songs and she was close to being designated the official hip-hop ethnic white chick.

Then all that ambition and potential turned into pretention when she released "Folklore," her 2003 sophomore album of stuffy NPR folk music that made her worldly sound seem forced and boring.
I guess having a kid and being in love tend to fuck artists up. Ask Nas and Kelis or Lennon and Yoko.

She took her "L" as her sophomore album sold about a 1/5th of her debut and barely went Gold in the U.S.

Hip-hop took over the charts and she buried herself in a studio with Timbaland to try and re-catch the wave and not get Christina Milianed from her label (that beautiful moron passed "S.O.S." onto Rihanna).

Timbaland did his thing and because "promiscuous" runs your radio. That single along with "Maneater" and "No Hay Igual" will probably hold the radio down for the rest of year. And her current look makes it hard to tell she can play the guitar, which is exactly what sells in this IQ deficient market.

A bit of a sellout? Maybe, she was always hip-hop and she's hot.

Her grand return concludes with her grabbing the number one spot on the Billboard chart. By selling 219,000 albums in her first week, she takes the number one from Busta Rhymes, who may have been prematurely crowned himself the "New King of New York" since his album collapsed from 1-5 in one week, while losing 67% of his sales.

Busta got run off by a white chick from Canada?
You can't even be King of the Golden Krust by the 2 train with that son.

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

The Internet Owns Again...

Keeping with my theme of public shaming, check out this video of a Comcast repairman falling asleep in a customer's house.

And the NY Times article to match.

Comcast fired the guy and sent 5 repairmen over his house to fix the issue.

If fools were on their A-game to begin with, they wouldn't need to get put on blast like that.

And the repairman had to be black right?

It's not enough that black people get profiled in general but because of these wannabe Al-Qaedas in Florida, we are going to start getting profiled for terrorism too. I guess the Arabs had to get some company sooner or later.

Thanks guys...

The Usual Suspects (NY Times)

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Brazil Vs. Ghana: What's a Negro To Do?


I finally get this World Cup business.

It's about proving your country/race/ethnicity/whatever is the better than everyone else.

It's like WWII, but with less deaths.
And if you don't agree, then why is it taking place is Germany? (Seeing anything other than a trial take place in Nuremberg is still weird.)

The actual sport is only a tangential to the grand scheme of things.
It's not about the game, it's about what it represents.

My gym is filled with Haitians and other West Indians, so soccer has been the de facto topic of conversation for the last month of so.

Someone mentioned that they wanted Germany to win and was nearly killed in the gym.
He was lectured on the fact that minorities get murked every day in East Germany and that an African player, Ogungbure was spit on, jeered and greeted with monkey noises as he left the field in Halle. (Ogungbure responded by placing two fingers under his nose in a mock Hitler moustache and gave a Nazi salute.)

Read more about soccer racism here.

He tried to say it's about the game. It's about race fool. When you watch Mexico play Iran, or any team where you don't know the players it becomes down to which race of people you like better.

As a matter of principle, I can't cheer for any team that was part of the Axis powers during WWII. And England fucked up too much of the world for me to ride with them.

So I'm fairly confused about the Brazil/Ghana game.

The fact that Brazil has had the level of success they do in soccer despite all the rampant poverty in their country is pretty hood. But Brazil has won more World Cups than any other country and most of their players are superstars.

Ronaldinho is considered the best in the world.

Dude is nasty.

But it gets a little boring for the same teams to win.

I'd be happy either way because Brazil gave me "City of God," but I gotta go with the underdog. Even though Ghana is less likely to go as far as Brazil would after this match. This is Ghana's first World Cup and I gotta show some love.

And as my friend said, when you cheer for Ghana, it's like you're helping Africa, so you don't have to do anything else to help them afterwards.

So I'm riding with them, even if it means replacing those sexy ass Brazilian women in the stands with the Ghanian grandmothers that seem to get all the camera attention.

Put please, no more Israeli flags if you win. OK Ghana?

Snitch of the Week: 6/18 - 6/24

(White people with computers don't play)

Everyone knows about the chick who stole the Sidekick by now.

For those who don't, a white girl left her Sidekick in a taxi, (NY taxis are hot right now) and some Rican chick ended up with it.

Apparently this chick missed the incident last year where Paris Hilton's Sidekick got hacked, because if she was up on it she would know that Sidekicks save all of their information on T-Mobile's website.

But she didn't and entered her AIM SN and password into the phone as well as a few pics for good measure.

Since all this information was available to the rightful owner, she asked her friend to try and get it back for her.

He asked nicely, he asked not so nicely and then he got her arrested.
The long and winding road of how he got the phone back is below.

- How Not To Steal a Sidekick (Original site)
- Tale of a Lost Cellphone (NY Times story)

The real issue in this story is the power of the Internet. This new wave of public e-shaming is something I can get behind. Too often people skirt out of common human decency because of a sense of entitlement or anonymity.

Peep what the chick said when he asked for the phone back initially,

  • I immediately contacted the AOL name: Sashacristal8905 and requested that the Sidekick be returned. I was immediately told that my “white ass” didnÂ’t deserve it back. That she was not a “white bitch” (my friend who is a blonde white girl had pics on the phone this person had obviously seen) stupid enough to return a phone she found. After lots of threats, she said she and her boy would wait for me at:

    Sashacristal8905: i got ball this is my adress 108 20 37 av corona come n do it iam give u the sidekick so I can hit you wit it

But that shit is coming to an end.
After posting her pictures and AIM SN, people who followed the story found her address, MySpace page and some people even knew her brother's military details and got him in trouble for threatening Evan.

This reminds me of the infamous Dog Poop Girl from South Korea.
A South Korean girl's dog shat on the floor of a subway car and she refused to clean it. Someone took a pic of her with a camera phone and posted it on a popular Korean site. Soon she was identified and all her personal information was posted as well.
It got so bad she had to drop out of her university.

Anyone can see the slippery slope here, but so far I like how these mobs are being used.

People who show the type of disrespect it takes to try and sell a stolen phone back to its owner or let their dog shit in the middle of a subway car deserve the harassment they get. Especially when 99% of the time the police won't do shit but throw a report on the bottom of a pile.

Evan Guttman, for your display of Internet mob justice and public shaming you are the Snitch of the Week.

Monday, June 26, 2006

Snitch of the Week: 6/11 -6/17

(The streets are watching...)

A few weeks ago, Kenny Alexis, an insane homeless black man went around stabbing people over the course of 13 hours in NYC until he was apprehended.

As things go with insane homeless people, there was no real reason for the attacks and his pattern of stabbing was pretty erratic.

After he was caught, one of his relatives, who was interviewed and refused to give his name, said he doubted Alexis was responsible for the bloodshed.

  • "How do you know he wasn't trying to defend himself?" the man asked. "Why do you want to know about Kenny?

    "Is Kenny a star?"

As Dallas Penn has noted, Haitian people are the gulliest of them all.
Only they can use a stabbing as a stepping stone to TV work.

I knew I was justified in my lack of charity to panhandlers and increased suspicion when homeless people come around.
You never know where your donations are going. That $0.50 you give could be helping someone buy their next knife.

As it goes a few taxi drivers who saw him stab one of the victims called the police and followed him for several blocks until he was arrested.

To the anonymous crime-fighting (and possibly Arab) taxi drivers who helped catch this fool, you are the Snitch of the Week.

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Shame on you Europe...

David Hasselhoff almost single-handedly destroyed my childhood joys of Knight Rider with this video.

Why David?

This and other gems are up at Pitchfork Presents 100 Awesome Music Videos.

Catch 'em before they get pulled.

Saturday, June 17, 2006

Who's the Blind One Here?

I know this is old news in blogland by now but I had to put this up here in case someone out there didn't see it.
Bush blogging tends to be boring so I'll make this quick.

Bush picks on a blind reporter.

Here is the exact exchange,

  • THE PRESIDENT: Yes, Peter. Are you going to ask that question with shades on?

    Q I can take them off.

    THE PRESIDENT: I’m interested in the shade look, seriously.

    Q All right, I’ll keep it, then.

    THE PRESIDENT: For the viewers, there’s no sun. (Laughter.)

    Q I guess it depends on your perspective. (Laughter.)

    THE PRESIDENT: Touche. (Laughter.)

Because Bush usually makes fun with the reporters at the press conferences, the reporter was able to handle any disability jokes Bush threw at him and for what it's worth Bush eventually apologized.

But still, wow.

Thursday, June 15, 2006

Allow Me To Re-Introduce Myself...

(Getting his Bill Cosby on)

I've gained a significant amount of respect for Jay-Z in the last few years, even with the slow-motion disaster of his Linkin Park mash-up "Collision Course."

How can you not, this is the man that twists out Beyonce on a regular basis (and Rihanna on a slow day) while doing commercials for HP computers.

His ad is hot by the way,

Check it here.

He's partly responsible for bringing the Nets to Brooklyn (for better or worse) and he just donated $30,000 to a few public schools.

As the Def Jam president, Rihanna and Young Jeezy, however crappy they may be, are platinum artists and his "Reasonable Doubt" 10-year anniversary concert he announced sold out in about 2.56 seconds.

So it was pretty bizarre when Frederic Rouzaud, the managing director of Louis Roderer Cristal, said that he considers the mentioning of Cristal by rappers as "unwelcome attention."

You can't really be surprised considering the beating hip-hop has gotten this year in the media.
Rap is struggling to reconcile its immense commercial power with constant stream of murders, shoot-outs, drug arrests and airport bans that will always overshadow any drops of positive news hip-hop can generate.

In recent weeks, even Oprah has called out Ice Cube, 50 Cent and Ludacris.
This is a rap war I would love to see. (Don't make Oprah tell the white mothers to get angry.)

Granted hip-hop has some violence issues, Puffy may have cracked someone over the head with a bottle of Cristal and Jay-Z may have a stabbed a nigga or two in his life.

But with his entrepreneurial spirit, why would a luxury brand move away from someone like Jay who has the ear of the young conspicuously consuming Negro like no other.

This is the man that mentioned that he would stop wearing sports jerseys in favor of button-ups and almost bankrupted Foot Locker and tripled the sales at Brooks Brothers.

It goes to show that some companies may be willing to disassociate from hip-hop's money just to get away from hip-hop's image.
You don't want the rich white men that keep Cristal in business to think that they are buying a product negroes can afford and may assault them with.

But Jay-Z does have the money and power to let his displeasure be known and he has banned Cristal from his 40/40 Club and his personal liquor shelf. He also launched a boycott to match.

Just last year in Young Jeezy's "Go Crazy" Remix Jay-Z said,

"I'm not a role model, my bad influence got the world drinking gold bottles
When Puff was in that tub spilling Mo
I was at my video
Cris on the speedboat."

I guess we'll only see rappers pour Moet on video hos from now on.
It'll take some time to get used and the video hos might be upset, but I'm willing to stand with Jay on this one.

Are you?


Cristal said, "Sorry Jigga, please pour our liquor on your video hoes."

Or maybe they said this,
  • “A house like Louis Roederer would not have existed since 1776 without being totally open and tolerant to all forms of culture and art, including the most recent musical and fashion styles, which, like hip-hop, keep us in touch with modernity.”

Read the original article from The Economist here, which is a pretty racist article on the part of the writer.

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

It's Hard Out There For An Indian

And he still got it right.
Them Indians don't play.
Of course, if he didn't he would have been on the next flight back to Bombay.

- Ben Roethlisberger is a moron.
  • On May 7, 2005, the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette wrote that "Roethlisberger's contract does not prohibit him from riding motorcycles, even helmetless." And even though coach Bill Cowher had told the quarterback that he didn't want him to ride without a helmet, Roethlisberger said he wasn't going to follow that advice (Pennsylvania does not require that riders wear helmets).

    "I think that's my own discretion," Roethlisberger told the Post-Gazette about not wearing a helmet. "Obviously, Pennsylvania doesn't think people need to." He also said that riding was one way he liked to relax.
And now he has a broken nose and jaw.
I still can't believe they won the Super Bowl.

- Could Bush's advisor on Iraq get it?

Granted, this chick is pretty much responsible for the bullshit news Bush gets on Iraq.
But she is single.
And after a long day of spinning car bombings into more pleasant news, she has to unwind somehow.

Monday, June 12, 2006

Snitch of the Week: 6/4 - 6/10

(Snitch of the Year?)

So much high quality snitching last week.
I have to give props to the two runner-ups for Snitch of the Week.

Runner-up 1:

- Jason Grimely who admitted that baseball players are still banging needles to get big, "Latin players had boxes of drugs" and almost wore a wire to get Barry Bonds.

Dallas Penn beat me at my own game and wrote about this already.

Runner-up 2:

- Documents from the National Archive revealed this week that the CIA hid the locations of Nazi war criminals (from Israel) after WWII.
There were so obsessed with winning the Cold War they used ex-Nazis (if you can ever really be an ex-Nazi) as spies and hid anyone, inculding Adolf Eichmann, that they thought could drop the dime on their undercover anti-communist efforts in West Germany.

No wonder the U.S. government was trying to reclassify the National Archives earlier this year. They don't want the 3 people who read to be up on this shit.

Remember, this is the same CIA that recently failed to keep its European torture prisons a secret, and lost a long running civil war to Islamists connected to Al-Qeada that actually ended up making them more powerful. If we retried My Lai, then why not the Bay of Pigs?

Can anyone tell me why we have a C.I.A. exactly?
Sounds like Syriana was pretty accurate.

Normally shit like that would be Snitch of the Week but there were bigger things popped off last week.

- We got Zarqawi, not because of the brilliance of our intelligence agencies, but because somebody snitched.

According to one version of events, Ziad Khalaf Raja al-Karbouly or Bob, as he is commonly known, dropped the beans on a man that frequently met with Zarqawi and then the U.S. connected the dots and dropped the bomb.

You can determine if he snitched to try to get the $25 million in reward money or had wires applied to his crotch to help his verbal skills.

On the other hand, The NY Times says that someone who is uncaptured and still in Al Qaeda dropped the dime.

You can decide which snitch really made it happen, but it's just good to know that the Start Snitching movement has gone international.
To all the Muslims who gave up the goose, you are the Snitch of the Week.

Saturday, June 10, 2006

Weekend Links For That Ass

Beer pouring robots.


(That ain't strawberry sauce.)

Don't go swimming in Palestine.
Apparently Israel were inspired by the US bombing of Zarqawi and decided to take a little action of their own. Instead they hit a family that was chilling on the beach.

- Killing Muslims lowers the price of oil?
Stay away from your local mosque.

- Zarqawi has the Internet going nuts.
"I would call him the Alexander Graham Bell of terrorist propaganda," said Evan F. Kohlmann, who follows militants' Web sites at


- Lemon juice prevents AIDS?
Just wear condoms African people.
For real.

- MySpace is the special ed classroom of the Internet.
A girl from Michigan tricked her parents into getting her a passport so she could fly to the Middle East to met her MySpace boyfriend.

Death penalty for raping children?
It will never happen but I'm down.

WWII was racist and MLK Jr's. family are a hot mess.

And finally, the "Nigga Defense" didn't work.
Good try though.

Friday, June 09, 2006

Snitch of the Week: 5/28 - 6/3

(It wasn't me...)

This really isn't anything new.
Anytime news of a cover-up breaks, there are always going to be more details that leak out over time.

The newest example is that the BBC uncovered some video evidence that shows Iraqi bodies from the Haditha massacre with visible gunshot wounds.
The U.S. reports initially claimed the Iraqis were killed when a building collapsed.

Let's see how high up the ladder they go on this one...

Good work BBC.
You are the Snitch of the Week.

Thursday, June 08, 2006

Are you on The Wire?

(The realest shit I ever saw.)

I just finished watching Season 3 of The Wire and I am in awe.

While The Shield still remains the greatest television show ever, Season 3 of The Wire is most perfectly constructed season of the television I have ever seen.
And I have seen a fair amount of television.

For those who don't know The Wire is an HBO police drama that follows a large cast of characters, all of whom are involved with the case being investigated that season. The show is so layered and complex that if you blink too much or watch an episode out of order you will not know what is going on. This is not The Simpsons, where you can miss a whole season and still enjoy the show. Everything matters.
The show is so inter-connected that I will go as far as to say that the individual episodes would be boring and pointless without the context of the season. Most shows are not written like that.

Peep the mentality of the shows' creator David Simon,

  • "The best crime shows were essentially about good and evil. Justice, revenge, betrayal, redemption. The Wire, by contrast, has ambitions elsewhere. Specifically: We are bored with good and evil. We renounce the theme."

    "I can only add that we are not selling hope, or audience gratification, or cheap victories with this show. The Wire is making an argument about what institutions—bureaucracies, criminal enterprises, the cultures of addiction, raw capitalism even—do to individuals. It is not designed purely as an entertainment. It is, I'm afraid, a somewhat angry show."

Damn homie.

You get the street level dealers, their bosses, the cops and their bosses, a few junkies, some stick up kids and the politicians that fuck it up for all of them.
All the characters are fleshed out and their lives connect in truly resonant and realistic ways.
This is not some "Crash" type bullshit where the cops who rapes your wife ends up saving her life and has a sick father that is supposed to make you feel sorry for him.

With its obvious greatness, The Wire gets some of the most gushing reviews from TV critics, but little love from viewers or the white people that hand out little statues.
And after finishing Season 3 , I figured out why.
The Wire is the blackest show on telelvision.

Not happy black in the way Bill Cosby dreams about or extra coonish in the manner that keeps UPN on the air. Just the real type of blackness that you would see from the people trapped in the hell of Inner City, America. As an abandoned urban nightmare of a city, Baltimore ends up being the most unlikely and greatest place to base a TV show at the same time.

Season 1 starts off slow because the characters are still new and you have no idea who is what, but it ends up being the most fascinating polemic on the American "War on Drugs" I have ever seen.

Season 2 changes tone somewhat and focuses on the death of the American worker and union. Pretty damn relevant considering the Wal-Martification of America.

Season 3 goes back to the drugs and focuses more on the political angle hinted at in Season 1. The quality of the writing will make you burn anything you ever attempted.

The Wire is the great American novel.
You just watch it on HBO.


- In other TV goodness, the television gods have bestowed a 7th and final season of The Shield.
That means that The Shield will end its run with 88 episodes. (More than The Sopranos, 6Ft Under or any of the great cable shows.)
The time you spend watching those 88 episodes of the Shield will be more enjoyable than most of the relationships you have in your life.
I guarantee.

- Call me an HBO whore, but when I read about truly bizarre deaths in the news, I picture them in the intro to Six Feet Under.

A woman came out of the shower after hearing a scream, to find her husband had jumped off a building and previously thrown their two children, 4 and 8, off of the 15th floor hotel they were at.

All of this was on their 10 year anniversary.
Why would you bring you children to your 10 year anniversary hotel room?
And what the fuck was this guy's secret?

If this guy saw the season finale of The Shield he would not have killed his family until at least the middle of 2007.
There is no way you could end your life without knowing what happens to the Strike Team.

- Finally, who posted this?

  • strike team > your life said...

    "Now why did you have to go and get me started watching the shield? Because of one of your posts (yes I'm impressionable like that) I went out and got the first two seasons... WTF??? this shit plays on TV? In the US of A? All I can say is thank you - I stayed up all night last night completing the second season and I can't wait to get caught up all the way to season 5. The Shield is better than anything that has ever been on TV. Period."

Don't post shit like that anonymously. Anyone who watches The Shield is a potential new friend.

Caribbean-American Month is Official

(Anybody from Trinidad?!?!)

Bush must be really bored or really confused.

Not only did he just declare June Black Music Month, but he also declared it Caribbean-American Month.

What is a negro of Trinidadian/Grenadian descent as well as 17 other Caribbean Islands (No Jamaica, thank you) who also likes Black music to do?

It's a plot to tear us Negroes apart.
Just like the racist breast cancer they discovered.

I see you George Bush.
Just because you ate some roti and sorrel for the first time while listening to your old Curtis Mayfield CD's doesn't mean black people will start loving you.
Sure I like to claim Trinidadian pride when they are not kidnapping people and competing with Jamaica for the highest murder rate. Shit, we even made it to the World Cup this year.

But you will need a new strategy to get that negro vote.

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

Who Are These People?

(Swing to Jesus my child!)

I am sure there was a point where I wanted to understand what went on in the minds of others, but after reading this article I realized that I don't really care what the hell other people think.

Apparently, some people still like Bush.
That wasn't too shocking because his 3_% support base must live somewhere right?
These people can't all be Karl Rove answering every phone in America.

I figured these people must be the voters who feel that more A-Rabs should be killed in Iraq and that Bush reacted too quickly to that whole Hurricane Katrina thing or that taxes are for poor people and Enron got a bad break.

If you fall into either of those two camps and are straight up with it, then cool beans.
Do your Bush thing.
But please don't try and justify it.


  • "When I watch him, I see a man with his heart in the right place," said Delia Randall, a 22-year-old mother from Provo, the hub of a county that gave Senator John Kerry just 11 percent of the presidential vote in 2004. "I like George Bush because he is God fearing, and that's how a lot of people in this area feel."
So being afraid of God is the key?

  • "He's strong, and he doesn't waver," said Jaren Olsen, 18, a freshman at Brigham Young, the nation's largest religiously affiliated private university, who is from Albany. "I like that he is for the family, that marriage should only be between a man and woman. And the war, we need to finish what we started."

So hating gays is the key?

  • Another student at Brigham Young, Danielle Pulsipher, a junior, offered blanket approval of the president. Asked to name which of his actions as president she liked most, she was hard-pressed to answer.

    "I'm not sure of anything he's done, but I like that he's religious — that's really important," Ms. Pulsipher said.

Fuck it. I really don't get this shit.
Really and truly.
It can't just be the Mormons, as weird as Big Love proved them to be.

At this point in my life, I'm not ever going to get it.

I highly doubt anyone who voted for George Bush reads this site, unless the NSA is monitoring me. (What's popping NSA?)
But if you did vote for George Bush, are semi-literate and you still do not regret voting for Bush (either time,) then you need to grab a surfboard and catch the next high tide coming into New Orleans.

I don't think Mormons are getting enough swimming time as it is.

Monday, June 05, 2006

Fuck a Black History Month (Redux)

(The greatest MC Hammer picture ever.)

Bush done gave us negroes another month!

June will now be known as Black Music Month.

But those conservatives, the slicksters they are, quickly released the Top 50 Conservative Rock songs ever.

Conservatives listen to music?!
And have a sense of humor?!
Stop the madness.

And with all this hot summer weather and black musical celebration going on, be sure to read The Bible of interracial dating before you approach that intriguing member of an opposing race.

You don't want no drama come September.

Sunday, June 04, 2006

Weekend Clean Up

(Here we go again...)

Keeping on theme with Asians,

They also have found the time and means to make a raft out of Gatorade bottles.

This is why China will rule the world.

Other equally bored but less Asian people have made Titanic replicas out of matchsticks.

I need to learn to channel boredom so creatively.

- The rest of this post has no theme, I just need to get a bunch of pictures off of my desktop.

When Iraqi kids are rocking "Just Do It" Nike shirts while jumping over the debris of shot-down military helicopters and little kids are proudly displaying their heat, it's no surprise veterans come home looking like this...

- And these two pictures continue to disturb me.

Rich white people collecting Africans is the new slavery.
While everyone was giving Angelina Jolie white liberal handshakes for adopting an African baby, no one peeped the fact that the child's grandmother basically begged not to have her grandchild kidnapped by Mr. and Mrs. Smith.
Oh, liberals...

Seeing a super crispy African dude praying in the middle of the desert to a lily-white Jesus hits me a little on the funny side.
He couldn't have gotten a negro Jesus portrait from one of his cousins on 125th St. in Harlem?
Damn homie.