Its got to stop....

...this makes me mad.

Demetria Smith said her son, Darshon, was attacked on Monday night while walking through the Eagle Nest Apartment Complex, located on Norton Road in west Columbus, 10TV’s Lindsey Seavert reported.

Darshon said he was with two friends when they noticed a car following them. He said they tried to cut through a fence, but two men carrying a baseball bat and golf club got out of the car and attacked them.

“I started running,” Darshon said. “I looked back and he hit me with the bat.”

Darshon said the men used racial slurs before hitting him in the mouth, Seavert reported.

The attack left Darshon with a fractured jaw and missing teeth.

On Wednesday, Demetria said she was upset because Columbus police failed to act in a timely manner, Seavert reported.

“When you try to teach your children to do right, they are just harmed,” Smith said. “What else do you do? Wait for them to kill him?”

I commented on someone's post the other day, I forget who...but my response was now if we began to govern ourselves & create own protection - we'd be labeled as terrorists, trying to incite riots. But there's no one else who'll look out for us.

"Don't You Do Drugs?"

Its always a bit....irritating when WP ask if I've ever done drugs.

The convo usually goes as such:

WP: you've done drugs before right?

Me: No

WP: What? Are you serious?

Me: Yes

WP: So you've never done weed?!

Me: No

WP: I don't believe you...I'm not gonna tell anyone.

Me: No

WP: Seriously?

Me: Yes, I've never done any drug of any sort.

How many conversations have I had since I began Northeastern 4 (coming up on 5) years ago?

Countless times.

No, I don't grow my own ganja on the dorm roof.
No, I don't know someone who can hook you up.
No, I don't snort coke off the bathroom floor.
No, I've never shanked a bitch for stealing my stash.



Ignorance is alive, well & thriving in Boston, Massachusetts.




But you know what kills me?

These same students that are the coke heads & drink themselves into oblivion & blackouts every night
Are the ones deemed "perfect" and don't even have to prove themselves

Whereas, I have 2 strikes already when I walk into a classroom
Its already assumed that I'm into drugs
Its already assumed that I'm loose & my legs'll fall open for any & everyone

But I can pass a drug test any day of the effin week.
I don't even take aspirin as much when I have headache.
God forbid I walk into class late!
Then I must've been getting completely smashed the night before...
I mean, with the lascivious inclination thats inherent in all Black females around the world, that would make total sense right?

But then,
I'm the one that has to prove myself when there's bitches in my class cutting up Aderol & snorting it every night.

But because I'm darker with nappier hair, I'm automatically a criminal
It runs through my blood
I carry shivs on my person
I belong to a gang
I've stabbed, slashed, shot, and/or gutted someone in the past month

Random thought...

The day my promise to vegetarianism died....


....when i went home on mother's day...and her boyfriend handed me red pea soup he had made but frozen for me....

when i got back to boston that night...it was a wrap....









***that shit was goooooooooooooooooooooooo***

ingredients - dumplings (yum!), pork, kidney beans, sweet potato, irish potato, and some other stuff i couldn't identify....

Lets Not Forget...

...cuz I did.

Actually, I didn't even know.

It was Malcolm X's birthday yesterday.

He would've been 83.

"When a person places the proper value on freedom, there is nothing under the sun that he will not do to acquire that freedom. Whenever you hear a man saying he wants freedom, but in the next breath he is going to tell you what he won't do to get it, or what he doesn't believe in doing in order to get it, he doesn't believe in freedom. A man who believes in freedom will do anything under the sun to acquire . . . or preserve his freedom."

Lets not forget what he & countless others fought for.

We have come a long way but we most definitely are not in the clear.

They just keep going....

Are the ppl of the NYPD dense?

Have they not seen shit thats been happening?

I mean...wtf?

Ummm...

....I'm not sure I feel comfortable with this...

Britain's parliament voted on Monday to allow the creation of human-animal embryos...in which human DNA is injected into cells derived from animals

...I'm sorry .. huh?

Does something sound off about this? Cuz it does to me....
I can see so many things going wrong...and I don't have to be a scientist to see it

In a separate vote, parliament also decided to allow parents of children suffering serious diseases to use in-vitro fertilisation to select "saviour siblings" who can act as donors for transplants to save their sick brothers and sisters.

...babies born from embryos selected through in-vitro fertilisation (IVF) because they are a tissue match for a sibling with a genetic condition.

So....you have another kid just to take their goodies? Thaaaaats not cool...
You know how kids flip out now if they find out they weren't "planned" [i.e. I'm a mistake?!?!]
Just imagine how'd they feel to know they were born for someone else


I mean...is it just me or does this stuff feel like its been in a science fiction movie?

So I saw Narnia.
It was good...a lil slow but good.
Def didn't realize there were "Christian" undertones
There was a Black Centaur...a couple actually.
Thankfully he didn't die lol
And "afro centaur" the article calls him

Next on my list:

Wanted
with James McAvoy (mmhmm), Morgan Freeman, Angelina Jolie, Common (oh hell yes)




Indiana Jones & The Kingdom of the Crystal Skull



Hancock with that fine ass Will Smith.



As ignorant as it looks...something about Zohan makes me wanna see it



The Children of Huang Shi looks pretty good. I'm a fan of anything with Yun-Fat Chow & Michelle Yeoh....even if its not martial arts related..



I still wanna see The Forbidden Kingdom...I love Jet Li & Jackie Chan; my mother & I have been waiting years for this union. And that lil boy from Will & Grace is a funny kid.



I'm usually a fan of M. Night Shyamalan films....but I dunno how I feel about this one



And of course I'll be in line for this one...


And maybe a martini or two afterwards :-)

two favs...

I play it cool
And dig all jive.
That's the reason
I stay alive.

My motto,
As I live and learn
is:
Dig And Be Dug
In Return.

*********



I could tell you, if I wanted to,
What makes me what I am.
But I don't really want to --.
And you don't give a damn

Time to Move on....

I have a year til I graduate but I know there's a good chance I won't stay in Boston....

....I may not even go back to NY....

Places I'd like to try out:  Philly, Atlanta, Chicago, DC......somewhere in Michigan....and Maryland....

i don't usually stay in places for too long.

I guess that attributes to us moving so much when I was younger but after awhile, I just get bored....and its time to discover something new & different.

Maybe I can convince my aunt to let me crash with her for a lil bit...lord knows where my mother & her boyfriend will be at that point.  I think she's hinted at moving to Jersey & I refuse to participate in the emigration to the armpit of america....  or maybe I was just hearing things.  Either way, yuck for Jersey.

But Tennessee has too many......trees.  I'd die.  Literally.  One breath & kaplooey....my throat would close up.  Not to mention its too quiet....and I need a place where street lights are in quick succession.  So I take that back...no TN.  

I'm not really sure how Atlanta is...but I have a sneaking suspicion there are just as many trees....

And I hate the cold...Boston's cold is ridiculous.  But I hear Chicago's worse..... 

As long as I have project heat though, I'll be good.

I do suppose I should get my driver's license which my best friend has been trying to get me to do for years....i'm just stubborn

well.....

....i'm bored in case u couldn't tell.

I've been listening to Amy Wino's song "Back To Black" and Raheem's interlude "Can We Try Again?" over and over.   That interlude is pretty fly, I'm mad its so short though.  And Amy's old school voice is just the right thing for this mood I'm in.  

No mad, sad, or anything.

I'm pretty much......blank?  content but not overly so?.....i dunno how to describe it.

i think i'm pretty much "stream of conscious" writing right about now...

i love dicitionary.com cuz i use these words sometimes & i have no idea where they came from or that they were even apart of my vernacular....

amy wino is so good....

but if you notice....those that are close to genius, whether it be musical, artistic, academic --- mentally, they're always off.

i went to borders on thursday after the jean fiasco...and bought 2 books.

one by bell hooks.  i've only read the introduction and already i was hooked & jotting notes in the margins...

raheem devaughn is so underrated....thats babymaking music son lol...

the other book was the final installment for stephen king's dark tower series...i've been obsessed with his books since junior high.  i used to go to the library in 6th grade & take out RL Stine books.  and of course my over active imagination would leave me with many a sleepless nights.  I'd take out about 6 or 7 at a time and each time the person at checkout would bet harass me saying I couldn't possibly finish those books by the due date.  

not only did i finish them...but they were completed before they were to be given back.

in the library near my house there was the adult section & kid section.  kids couldn't go into the adult section....but because i was there every week, eventually they let me in....and from there it was done.

i discovered stephen king and then later anne rice...they fed into my science fiction/fantasy yearning....and once again, my overactive imagination left me sitting up in my bed, frightened.  at one point it got so bad that i had a "weapon" under my pillow in case a monster came to claim my life.  And I'd fall asleep with my arms in the sign  of a cross to protect me from vampires lurking about.  *sigh* i was a strange little child.....

i didn't take naps when i was younger....in St.Thomas, my grandmother would always take a nap & demand that I do so as well.  The entire house would get so still because everyone was sleeping.  but i always had too much energy and honestly just wanted to go outside & climb the gooseberry tree (yum).  i remember she'd come into my room & i'd close my eyes but they'd be darting around underneath my eye lids.  clearly i wasn't napping....

i have work at 7 am tomorrow...yuck..

did you know if you don't eat, brain cell die?

i didn't know that...

if i don't eat for a prolonged period of time....you wouldn't recognize me...

i get belligerent & inconsolable....

i remember once i was at a friends house & i hadn't eaten...

i just stopped talkin...i couldn't even move...

she got scared & shoved some chips into my mouth...

that gave me enough strength to tell her to order something...

my boss at work has diabetes

and she said thats an actual disorder...

what i just described....

she says i should get it checked out...

yea...

and it just occurred to me why i feel like this...

i haven't eaten.

tell me she ain't fly...

i'm not even gonna comment....

Cops hunt Hasidic EMT in Brooklyn attack on black college student
BY DORIAN BLOCK AND ALISON GENDAR
DAILY NEWS STAFF WRITERS
Updated Friday, May 16th 2008, 10:27 AM

Police have declared Yitzhak Shuchat a 'person of interest' in a suspected bias attack in Crown Heights, in which an unarmed black man was assaulted last month.

The NYPD launched a manhunt Friday for a member of a Hasidic anti-crime patrol believed to have beaten a black Crown Heights college student with a nightstick.

Police released a photo of Yitzhak Shuchat, calling the 25-year-old emergency medical technician a "person of interest" in the high-profile assault.

Shuchat is a member of the Crown Heights Shmira neighborhood patrol and a former NYPD auxiliary police officer, police sources said.

The victim, 20-year-old Andrew Charles, the son of a Brooklyn police officer, was attacked April 14 in an incident first detailed by Daily News columnist Errol Louis.

As Charles walked along Albany Ave., a white man on a bicycle sprayed him with Mace, police said.

A second man emerged from a GMC Envoy and smashed Charles in the back and arm with a nightstick, police said. An adviser to the Charles family said both attackers wore yarmulkes.
Police sources said a Shmira patrol went out that night in response to reports that black youths threw rocks at people's homes and grabbed the first black teen they saw.

Shuchat's mother, Rachel, disputed that claim.
"My son, he goes out to protect people. He doesn't go out to beat people," she said.

Brooklyn District Attorney Charles Hynes convened a grand jury to investigate the assault - and to squeeze members of Shmira to tell what they saw that night.

Police sources said Shuchat had been a volunteer auxiliary police officer in Brooklyn's 77th Precinct as a teenager, but was dismissed for undisclosed reasons more than five years ago. Charles' father works in Brooklyn's 70th Precinct.

Shuchat, identified by the victim from a photo array, has not been seen in the neighborhood for several weeks. Police fear he may try to leave the country.

Shuchat's uncle, Daniel Goldstein, said police showed up at his Long Island home Thursday hunting for his nephew.

"They are looking for a scapegoat because this was a police officer's son," he said. "The kid doesn't even have a broken arm! Does that warrant all this? They are treating my nephew like a murderer."

[source]

I mean....if 50 shots doesn't guarantee jail time, a lil ambush isn't even that serious...

The World Is Not Made For Women of My Shape....

I hate going shopping for Jeans.
Because I hate trying on clothes that I'm not even sure will fit.
I didn't have a choice
I moved about 2 weeks ago
And only this week did I realize I had thrown out a garbage bag full of clothes....
Mainly jeans


I'm not sure whats wrong with Old Navy but I've been wearing their jeans for awhile.
I was wearing a pair on Thursday when I went to the mall.
I picked up a bigger size than the size I was wearing.
Why did that bigger size not get past my thighs?
Do you know how that feels?
yucky, thats how

Ugh...

We won't even get into Gap jeans.
Cuz thats just trying to hurt my feelings.
Plus the price tag is outrageous.

I hear Baby Phat fit well.
But I can't stand Baby Phat.
That hideous damn cat she has embroidered on everything is not my style.
I like my jeans dark & plain, no extra frills.
If anything, maybe I'll do something with a lil colored stitching
And by colored, I mean gold or tan...and thats about it.

I hear Apple Bottoms fit well too.
But what the fuck do I look like, walking around
with an apple & APPLE BOTTOM scrawled on my ass?
Nah man, I'm all set on that one.


This is my problem.
I have big calves, thighs & an ass that has grown out of no where.
In order for anything to fit all that it has to be a bigger size.
I've found jeans that fit my thighs & ass but stifle my calves.
I've found jeans that fit my calves & thighs perfectly
But the waist is made for someone 3 sizes bigger than me.
And then of course the jeans that fit perfectly......
.....until you realize that about half of your ass is out.
Sorry, I'm not going for the
"video-girl-pose-in-king-magazine" look

And then to add, I have a short torso.
So I'm pretty much all leg which means I can only wear low rise jeans
"Regular" is high waisted for me.
Low rise is regular
And extra low is just trifling - crack is wack.

And another thing is the price.
I can't be spending $50, $60 for a pair of jeans.
I'm not wealthy
I have bills & tuition & college fees to pay.

Up until recently, Old Navy has been lovely to me.
But on Thursday it did me dirty and went to Borders instead to find solace

So I pretty much came to the conclusion that the only jeans that will ever fit me
Are in the hood.
Those lil stores, Pretty Girl & Mandees
They treat me right
They fit me right
Accentuating the good
Masking the bad
Clearly I'm gonna have to make another trip home & stock up.
Cuz all these other places don't know how to act

Just another reason why Boston is mad wack.

Random Memory....

...I'm watching this movie on HBO
Best In Show
Its a "reality show" on dog owners in a dog show
I think its hilarious but anyway a few minutes ago, a memory popped into my head
perhaps spurred by the dogs trotting around the talking box



Last summer, when a good friend of mine was moving off campus
Her mom came up for the day & brought their dog.
I don't know what kind it is but it looked like a mini husky & it was all white
And just the cutest thing I've ever seen.
Anyway, we were standing outside
And this white guy comes out of no where,
Barely addresses the three black females standing around,
And dives towards the dog with oohs & aahs reserved for cute newborn babies
Once he'd finished his lil love affair, he mumbled something to us then walked away.

My friend's mom looks at him leaving then turns to me says:

You know white folks like dogs more than they like niggas


I fell out...cuz it was so unexpected
And she's so proper.
But she's old school & from the south
And comfortable.

I'm going home...

...for my pastor's viewing.

I had to send a text to my sis cuz I didn't know what to wear.

My cousin said to wear colors that "reflect mourning" and something popped into my head.

Not so random...but kindof.

There was this old lady that lived next door in our apt building when I was younger.
She was Polish and her name was Stefanie.
She was so nice & loved to feed the squirrels outside.
At some point, she just became apart of my family.
My Polish grandmother.



But as she got older, things started to happen.
She would go out in the neighborhood & suddenly didn't know where she was.
Because folks from the building knew her, they'd always bring her home
But my mom started to worry about her.
She started forgetting to eat
Didn't know where she was sometimes.
My mom began to care for her.
Every West Indian meal she made, Stefanie had a plate.
When I came home from school, it was my job to check in on her & make sure she'd eaten.
I admit, sometimes I was a brat & I wouldn't.....but in my defense I was young & stupid.

One day, my mom & I came home from somewhere.
Midstep, she stopped in front of our apartment door.
"Do you hear that?" she asked me.
I listened for a bit.
"Hear what?"
"I think someone just said my name....I think its Stefanie"
I listened again.
Silence.
Rolling my eyes, I just unlocked the door & went inside.
A few minutes later she followed.

But she wasn't satisfied.
A few minutes later she banged on the door & listened.
This went on for about 15 mins
Until weakly, she heard a voice.
"Veronica..."

My mom called the super in our building & got him to open her door.
There Stefanie was, lying on her floor.
Dried blood on her face, around her nose

She had fallen
But couldn't remember how or when.
She couldn't remember how long it had been.

After that, my mother cared for her fiercely.
Eventually, she came to hold power of attorney
When her memory worsened, reluctantly, my mom decided it was time for a nursing home.

She researched & visited for months
Finally finding a place that was a little out of the way
But perfect for Stefanie.

Once she got there, Stefanie became the happy, joking person she used to be
Her memory still faded but she always remembered my mom & I
We used to visit every weekend
And she was so happy



Then she "fell"
Down some stairs
No one can tell me she wasn't pushed
I went to see her in the hospital
Bruises were all over her body
As if she had been beaten
I couldn't stand it
I left after a few minutes
Breaking down in the elevator
Sobbing in the street on my way home



A few days later,
She died.

I remember crying uncontrollably
And then a light went off...
And I wiped away my tears:

You see, thats when I realized what death was
A release.
From pain & hurt.
Instead of mourning,
I should've been celebrating the person she was

Thats when my outlook on death changed.
So while I'm sad Pastor McKoy is gone
I'm happy he's gone
Cuz I'm sure he's two steppin it up somewhere real nice......

*************



I wrote this back when I was in my manicpoetry phase
I believe it was right after Luthor Vandross' funeral
(I'm saying that like I was there lol)

my funeral/July 9, 2005

i want my funeral 2 be a glorious one
i want nothin but smiles
tears of joy
loud voices
singing upbeat tempos
clappin along 2 the rhythmic beats
i want drums, cymbals, and tambourines
i want grown folk dancing
children laughing
hell, if u gotta break out the electric slide or two step
then so be it
but i want nothin but happiness when my day comes
there will be no dressin in the "colors of mourning"
no blacks or grays or depressin threads
no
i want a sea of purples, yellows, and reds
i want bright patterns and bold prints
periwinkle, tangerine, fuchsia, and mint
i want nothing but love
relatives who refused 2 speak in the past
will join hands together as they pray
friends who've neglected each other
will forget abt that fight years ago
and join each other in songs
i don’t want a long funeral
something nice
but not too short
i want it 2 be a great day
a day full of joy
cuz u are there 2 celebrate life
you are there 2 celebrate my life
and my life,
for the most part,
was filled with nothing but love, joy, and happiness....


ain't gon be no sorrow at my funeral
I want folks to party!

I can't....

...thanks for telling us something we already know.

Ugh...this has gotten so old.

So I was over at Time Blog. It was a really short post but the second comment didn't even make me mad....it was just irritating cuz its the same old same old bs. Although I'm not a fan of Obama (sorry, I just don't get it but Clinton is def not acceptable), this "argument" about blacks that support him is pretty shitty.

Not saying that it can't be true but automatically assuming is pretty stupid.

C'mon Ana. THat is so damn unfair...

I think Jim Geraghty at NRO raises a good point:

"Obama carried 91 percent of the African-American vote in North Carolina and 90 percent of the African-American vote in Indiana. No other demographic was anywhere near so lopsided in their support; the closest were non-college whites who split 71-26 for Hillary in North Carolina; 65-35 for Hillary in Indiana...

African-Americans are voting overwhelmingly for a candidate who shares their skin color, but it's being repeatedly suggested that white working-class voters are motivated by racism. Is this the "national conversation on race" that Obama had in mind in his Philly speech? "

Question 1:

Why can't Black folks be voting for him b/c they like his ideals & such?
Maybe, just MAYBE there are Black folks that give a damn about politics & have made a conscious decision to make him their candidate.
I mean, give us a little credit.
Plenty of use made it through school & are capable of making logical decisions.

Question 2:

Y'all are doing it too.
And by y'all, I mean white folks.
Go look at Dirty Red's post
Yea, now what?

Someone summed it up with a simple response:

"...perhaps it's the candidate, Hillary Clinton, who has the problem, not the African-American community..."

This Song is Fire....

and I love the video.

No, No, No!

This hurts my heart!

LOL

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i'm ruthless

I was at work...

...and everyone was talkin mad shit about the Cavs.

Whatever Boston.

Kick mutheffin rocks.

This Song is Pretty Fly.