Wednesday, April 18, 2007

One a dem days

Man, today was one for my recordbooks. You know the type where everyone at work is looking at you for answers, but you want to simply suggest that they do something with your extremity. Yeah, one a dem days. Unfortunately, I maintained that kind of attitude for part of my day and, therefore, probably didn't give as positive a look as people are used to getting out of me.

My turning point came when I thought about my seriously jacked attitude and its contribution to the solution. I had to remember that God has it all under control already. Somehow I didn't really sweat the small stuff anymore. Yeah, it was really that simple. I still have to take care of that work, but it ain't gettin to me like it was earlier.

Monday, April 02, 2007

Real N-I-double-G-A

Ice Cube ripped a verse some 20 years ago with this here reference to himself. I'm not sure how old I was at the time. I distinctly remember Skate Country in New Orleans East during this "F*ck da Police" timeframe. Yeah (for those who know)....THAT long ago. The movie ATL reminded me of Skate Country, although I don't recall the contests (I wasn't that much of an avid skater, either).

Anyhow I have to fast forward due to quitting time getting further away from me. Although I respect NWA for sharing sentiments of black urban youth and opening up the door for others to speak out on the injustices served in their own locales, I wonder about the effectiveness to date that referring to myself as a nicca has done for me and those around me.

I wondered recently about people's views that using [the N-word] to refer to oneself is actually a form of self-hatred. I sometimes feel that perhaps these individuals have a form of self-hatred themselves. I am not saying that I am referring to them by that name, but they and me should be the same ey? Chris Rock, who is one of my favorite comedians/actors said on a HBO standup special, "I love black people, but I can't stand niggaz!" I have a friend out here that likes to make an equally interesting observation: "I tell you, Niggaz!" I tend to use this statement myself because it's somewhat fitting (and humorous in my own slanted thinking).

As I was saying, I was wondering whether or not black people who are so against the use of the N-word hold some form of self-hatred. I know initial reactions come in the form of, "No, I LOVE MYself!!!" I am not saying that you don't love yourself, but you don't love the rest of us niggaz (who deem ourselves that, nahmean?). Interesting self-revelation: I speak so much (to myself) on separation of people that I don't realize that we self-professed niggaz tend to escalate the separation.


Hmmm, guess I have some thinking to do tonight. Haven't quite touched the house much...and I picked up a new toy.


For modern day Black History news, in a morbid theme however, the founder of the Boys Choir of Harlem died March 23. His name is Walter Turnbull and hailed from Greenville, MS. Now admittedly, I had no clue of the Boys Choir of Harlem, but I will start to look into some of the history and will definitely mark that location (and temporary location if still there...folks read the article) to visit when I get to New York this summer.

Here is another example of using what you have. This is a young black man coming out of Greenville, MS (guess that would have been around the late 50's to the 60's), pursuing Opera of all things and starting this choir in a church basement in Harlem. I suggest you guys put in some research of your own and please leave comments with reference spots. I would appreciate it. This goes to show you that God does a LOT with a little. Also noted in the article is a history of scandalous activity goinz on up in there, but sometimes evil infiltrates very good initiatives.