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Thanks for daring to visit ... now use that courage to return.The Best That I Gothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14823746709721692883noreply@blogger.comBlogger220125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574487831914580339.post-31242145869219399362019-04-15T14:31:00.001-04:002019-04-15T14:31:05.297-04:00The Heart Of Philadelphia: You Chose This Life, Not Me<a href="https://onlyrocky.blogspot.com/2019/04/you-chose-this-life-not-me.html?spref=bl">The Heart Of Philadelphia: You Chose This Life, Not Me</a>: Sadly, in the days that we are living in what was once abnormal is now being accepted as normal. This post is about bi-sexual m...The Best That I Gothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14823746709721692883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574487831914580339.post-580330670427737252019-04-15T14:16:00.000-04:002019-04-15T14:41:10.597-04:00You Chose This Life, Not Me<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Sadly, in the days that we are living in what was once abnormal is now being accepted as normal. This post is about bi-sexual men living heterosexual lives with women. Correction, bi-sexual men that aren't honest with their mate about their sexuality. I haven't a problem with same sex relationships. I do have a problem with being in one without my knowledge or consent. Don't put my life into danger without my consent. Shame on you, sir.<br />
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Now, I can put the entire blame on the man. But, I won't. Ladies, there are things that go on in these type of relationships that are red lights. We (women) are blessed with a secret weapon other than the gift of Kegos. Ten Bucks to the lady in the back. You got it. Our secret weapon is "women intuition". Learn that man. Pick his brain as he pick yours. Do pop up sexual quizzes. Pop up sexual quizzes are test. Stick your finger in his ass. If your love making ends with you having a black eye or on the floor at the opposite side of the room, go in the kitchen and fix that man the biggest and tastiest meal that he has ever had in his life. I mean better than his mama ever made him. But, if he doesn't flinch, insert another one. If that mofo bounce back, get tested and threaten to expose his ass should he ever come back.<br />
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I came across this particular situation in my early 20's. I was dealing with a man that was extremely manly. I mean demeanor, physic, scent, and personality. Digressing a bit from the topic, I have to mention a friend that I have whom is mentally certified. Meaning, she is bat shit crazy and it's on papers. When, certain rumors would come out about a certain group of men that was the "IT" boys in our city of, Philadelphia, she would be the one to green light if the rumor was true or not.<br />
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Okay, Getting back to the story. I won't say the person's name. However, we will nickname him Backdoor. I think that it's fitting for the story. Anyway, I met this guy at a wedding. His name was ringing around the city. He was fine, too y'all. As we get to know each other a little better, You're going to know that I am a fashion fanatic and I love a man that loves fashion as much as I do. Backdoor matched my fly. He wasn't famous but, his aura was rich. I mean you could smell that this man had a coin. I'm going to speed it up. I just wanted to give you a descriptive but, not so much a description of him. What I will say is that this is the year of 93' and he was really cool with the actor Allen Payne. You know Lance from The Cosby Show. Anyway, he approached me at the wedding that taken place in New Jersey. The majority of us stayed in the hotel after the reception because the rooms were paid for by the bride and groom. So, that right there tell you what type of wedding this was. Anyway, he and I exchanged pleasantries. You know the bullshit before y'all get into what it is that you want to get into. And the both of us ended up renting a hotel room away from the one that everybody was staying at. Surprisingly, he and I stayed up all night just talking. I found out so much about this man in one night. Well, minus what I should've found out. But, that evening had me yearning to be around him more. And I was. Now, we about to get into it. The next day we went to a big cookout that one of his friends were throwing. Please pay attention to what I am saying because you're going to pick up on what I didn't pick up on. When you see the color red, it's a clue. Stay with me.<br />
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<span style="color: red;">We arrive at the cookout and we're welcomed by his friend the host. His friend was extremely jokey, jokey and very touchy feeling towards him. When Backdoor introduced us, he pretended to be mad and began to throw "playful insults" at me. For instance, "I bet you can't suck his dick like me" or "She don't know how to do that little thing with her tongue". </span>They laughed and I didn't. For one, he was disrespectful. Also, I never dealt or been in the presence of a man that was comfortable with another man joking about their sexuality. The shit was weird. The must've sensed that I was uncomfortable and he told me that he was only kidding. Backdoor confirmed this.<br />
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I still dealt with Backdoor after this incident and turned a blind eye to what I had witnessed. He and I spent time with each other everyday. He had a beautiful home and I enjoyed being there with him. He didn't party in Philly. However, <span style="color: red;">he did party in New York and LA a lot. </span>For those who are lost with that, New York and LA are big party scenes for gay men.<br />
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Of course, by now he and I were intimate with one another. He was a very skilled and unselfish lover. However, there were still questions about his sexuality in the back of my mind. Asking a man that you are dating if he is bisexual isn't the most easiest thing to do. Therefore, I had to do the spontaneous sex quiz my girl put me down with. One night while he and I were having the most incredible sex that I still have ever experienced, <span style="color: red;">I spontaneously put my finger in his ass. He didn't flinch. Nor, did I have a hard time inserted three others inside of him as well. In fact, this mofo turned over on all fours and began to hump damn near my entire hand as if it was a penis. </span>Now, the question you guys should have for me is if I chose to continue to sleep with this man. The answer is YES. Now my reason for not severing ties immediately was out of greed. Remember I'm basically still a kid. I was fresh out of high school, I meet this fine ass man with a lot of money that had no problem spending it. Besides once that situation jumped off, I no longer was fucking him. I take that back. I was fucking him. He wasn't fucking me.<br />
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As if this isn't weird, it gets weirder. <span style="color: red;">Backdoor suffered from insomnia. Therefore, he would be up all night. He refused to take anything for it. His remedy was phone sex vs warm milk or Tylenol PM. So, one night he called me for his little fix (lol). There's no need to give full specifics from our conversation. Therefore, I will just give you the part that had me change my phone number and refuse any future pop up visits. He masturbated while telling me how he wanted to give one of his male friends oral sex and then spit his semen in my mouth. I almost vomited everything that I ate up until that phone call. But, if that wasn't disgusting he says more. He was talking to me as if I was guy he was sucking off. I hung that phone up and til' this day I never heard anything from or about him. </span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"> </span>So, ladies I say this to encourage you to never go into a relationship with blinders on. Because not only do you have to protect your heart. But, you also have to protect your health. Here's a link to my book, "Sugar To Shyt" <a href="http://a.co/57OH6CU" target="_blank">Sugar To Shyt</a> There is a character in this book about a young lady falling in love with not only a married man but, a man married to a transsexual. She had a baby for this man and played the background for this man to only be humiliated. If that isn't enough, he was so HIV positive. Whew, now that is some foul shit. Listed in the description box is the link to purchase this book. Now, that's my personal tea that I spilled a little of.<br />
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Bringing this post to a closing I would like to tell you what encouraged this topic. I have embedded Tasha K's interview with the alleged allegations of Wendy Williams husband sleeping with men. Aveon goes into details about he and Kelvin's first sexual encounter.<br />
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The Best That I Gothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14823746709721692883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574487831914580339.post-52961904459147351152012-06-02T13:35:00.001-04:002012-06-02T13:56:36.788-04:00The City of Brotherly Hate<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi07fwfJGvxmYkLGCVK5Zx0IczIp5V05o0Q9WYb6XROV4b0iyFPaZHASRcSdOo3Pxxxjxr9E_6BG40t9cNGLnrcLSUva_Izxw1KKwrDJybh8srSHpyizmPG7wdbxkYtulwXNCW-FuV0TWNj/s1600/gun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="262" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi07fwfJGvxmYkLGCVK5Zx0IczIp5V05o0Q9WYb6XROV4b0iyFPaZHASRcSdOo3Pxxxjxr9E_6BG40t9cNGLnrcLSUva_Izxw1KKwrDJybh8srSHpyizmPG7wdbxkYtulwXNCW-FuV0TWNj/s320/gun.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><i>Over the last few years we have witnessed the City of Brotherly Love become a City of No Love For Our Brothers. Our young men are losing their lives by fate at the hands of their own peers. The murders and violence is nothing but a cycle created in the early 70's that was passed down from generation to generation. This cycle is now on it's 4th generation. Except, this generation is killing and dealing because of the stories of prior generations that was glorified. You can't turn on the radio without hearing a rap that boast about drug dealing and degrading women. You can't turn the television on without breaking news alerting us about another black male murdered. The elderly is out living the youth. Chances are that your Grandparents might live longer than your 8yr old son. This my readers is the brutal truth. But, this is when we as parents must show our children examples of what could happen if they get involved in the street life. It's time that we teach our children to lead by their own example and break the cycle of poor examples set before them. . A lot of articles that I write about may look to some that I am praising those that have made bad choices. That is far from the truth. I give two examples with each piece that I write. I give you the good first. Then, I give you possible outcomes. That way if a younger person is reading this blog they're going to get this impression, "So and so is living the life. But, had he not been living the life he would've been reading this article, now. You can't tell a child to not do something without probable reasoning of why they shouldn't do it. This has become a doggy dog world and if you aren't prepared for it, you'll be eaten alive. Listed below is an interview that I did on a very good friend of mine named, Maseo. Also, view the trailer below of soon to come documentary, "Tailor Made". This is life of reputed J.B.M. member, Leroy Bucky Davis. This is one of the stories that give you the good and the bad side. Thank you all so much for your constant support. May you be blessed and blessed enough to bless someone else. Peace....</i><br />
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><b><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">MM: </span></b><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">I was really non active in the criminal element until that day my Nephew Jamal asked me that question from there I was off to the races Mostly weed selling</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><b><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">MM: </span></b><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">My first arrest was at age 18 for a robbery I did not commit</span><b><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"> </span></b></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><b><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">OR: </span></b><b><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">I’m almost positive that your parents were unaware of your street activity in the beginning. What age did your parents find out and how?</span></b></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><b><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">MM: </span></b><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">My parents did not become aware until I was 16 years of age and by than I was no longer living at home but each and everyday my dad would try his hardest to talk me out of the streets</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><b>OR: </b></span><b><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">Even in an illegal business field vs. legal employment one can possess strong points. Meaning one can have their own qualities that can assist he/she to excel. How did you excel in the street business?</span></b></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><b><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">MM: </span></b><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">I excelled by loyalty and staying away from any kind of violence I made it a point to make money and go home no matter what the money would not be the issue for any violence as well as remembering that loyalty is the key be strictly about the business at hand and pick up a routine so nothing gets repetition</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><b><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">MM: </span></b><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">My wife and kids period I want to see my grandchildren go away to college</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 14px;"><b>MM: </b></span></span><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">Nothing comes easy and the price you pay is your life there are no rules in the limelight except dance and dancing can be sex , murder , whatever your style but the DJ has no picks about who wins the only winners are those who never play in the first place.</span></span></span><br />
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I don't know where to begin or where I am going with this post. But, I'm coming from my heart. Within a matter of four months my life have been turned upside down. I lost one of the most important people in my life. My Grandfather, My Father, My Protector left this cruel world and I will never get over his demise. It's like nothing is regular anymore. It even feel strange to see my Grandmother without you. Your absence is truly felt. As I think back on my childhood I can actually smile. You loved us ALL unconditionally. I often think of the many sacrifices that you made for your family. Your only expectant of us was to do our best. Yes, I know that I disappointed you when I didn't continue with Chestnut Hill College. However, I know for a fact that you were proud of the woman that I grew into. My work ethics are because of you. The way that I treat others is because of the example that you set for me. I cherished holidays because it was another day for me to show you through the things that you liked that you were appreciated. Normally, I despise cards without monetary surprises. I must have gotten that from you. Out of the hundreds of cards that I received in my life only two cards touches me emotionally. This was the last birthday card that I will receive from the both of you together. This card says it all.<br />
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Daddy, there isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of you. Realistically, I know that you are in a better place that is pain free and peaceful. Selfishly, I'm very angry that you aren't here. I'm angry that I can't call Mama and ask what you are doing. I'm angry that it isn't that easy for me to move on like others. I'm just angry, Daddy. I miss you for you. I don't miss you for what you could do or for what you have done. I miss you because I love you. As your birthday rapidly approach it makes the pain worst. It has been a ritual for my mother and I to celebrate your birthday and Mother's Day on the same day. So, the Sunday of Mother's Day we would bring your gift and visit for dinner. It saddens my heart that next Sunday we won't be doing that. It saddens my heart that Tuesday I won't be able to call you and say Happy Birthday, Daddy. I love you. But, I'm glad that I did tell you while you were here that I love you and thank you. So, as you rest peacefully I know for a fact that you know that I am truly thankful and appreciative for your love and your sacrifices. So, rest Daddy and I promise you that I will raise these boys to give their absolute best and to always put God first. I will make sure that Mekhai honors your name. I love you, Daddy. You are definitely the greatest person I have ever known.,,,,</div>The Best That I Gothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14823746709721692883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574487831914580339.post-3088573008152794342012-04-05T20:00:00.000-04:002012-04-23T19:59:22.732-04:00Laughter Is Good For The Soul<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i>Okay, I have to deviate from normal topics. With the madness that is contaminating our world, I thought that it would be nice to laugh. After all laughter is the remedy to a broken heart and healthy living. Although, some might look at this as offensive I have a different opinion. I think it's excellent creativity. The voice behind Peanut is actually becoming a household name. However, it isn't a show that you would watch with children. He can get a little vulgar at times. Matter of fact, he's vulgar all the times. But, he's funny. I see this puppet being the next Stevie TV. Check out this episode of Peanut Live 215 getting his haircut....</i><br />
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<i><br /></i></div>The Best That I Gothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14823746709721692883noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574487831914580339.post-50462886937715028832012-03-17T11:21:00.001-04:002012-03-17T11:23:20.203-04:00The Recipe To A Healthy Relationship<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgipecgXhqgurVH1XCt6yvohWVFTFI75NF5q0KDVQT3Bpr79_JvgJk0-uOgk-D5UE4pRzhuqzv5md_pCcdwbBhht67Gm2Y0ifB3CPjWAQ1YiQIx-GL8HnVbMlbZmPOB6QzDbqfJ42r6XbHt/s1600/12041111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgipecgXhqgurVH1XCt6yvohWVFTFI75NF5q0KDVQT3Bpr79_JvgJk0-uOgk-D5UE4pRzhuqzv5md_pCcdwbBhht67Gm2Y0ifB3CPjWAQ1YiQIx-GL8HnVbMlbZmPOB6QzDbqfJ42r6XbHt/s400/12041111.jpg" width="255" /></a></div><i>One thing that I have learned over the years through myself and other women is that we can be very naive at times. A lot of (x)'s we judge each other by the choices we make. This doesn't mean we are stupid. Nor will I claim the saying, "I Just Love Hard". In this posting I would like to touch on various areas in relationships. Cheating, Monogamy, Trust, Friendship, Loyalty, and all other things that can either make or destroy a relationship.</i><br />
<b><i>Trust:</i></b><span style="color: white; font-family: Arial; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><i><b><span style="background-color: black;"><u>reliance on and confidence in the truth, worth, reliability, etc., of a person or thing; faith </u></span></b></i></span><br />
<i>Trust is the foundation of any relationship. Without trust you will watch your relationship fall with the same effect as fallen dominoes. Trust is the cause of a lot of problems. Each word that I mentioned in the opening of this article has something to do with trust.</i><br />
<i><u><b>Cheating<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;">: <span style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">refers to the breaking of rules to gain advantage in a competitive situation</span></span></span></b></u></i><br />
<div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="font-family: sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 19px;"><i>If no rules are set in a relationship there is no clarity of what rules are being broken. In the beginning of a blossoming relationship we tend to learn our partners. However, we also tend to ignore some of the signs placed in front of us. Therefore, we spend a lifetime ignoring them. When you see that the relationship is taking a serious turn set mutual rules with a line down the middle. By doing this you both know what boundaries are forbidden to be crossed. If boundaries are crossed punishments are permissible. If you choose to forgive him that's fine. But, don't make it easy for him. He should work extremely hard to regain your trust. Forgiveness is beautiful.<span style="font-size: large;"> </span></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><i><b><u><span style="font-family: sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 19px;">Monogamy: </span></span><span style="background-color: black; color: #eeeeee; font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;">- one+marriage/ a form of marriage in which an individual has only one spouse at any one time</span></u></b></i></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="font-family: sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 19px;"><i>If you have trust, loyalty, and are faithful Monogamy won't be an issue in your relationship. These characteristics makes Monogamy easy.</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><i><b><u><span style="font-family: sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 19px;">Friendship: <span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"> </span></span></span></span><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="cursor: default; font-family: verdana; position: static; text-align: left;">a</span><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"> </span><span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="font-family: verdana; position: static; text-align: left;">person</span><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"> </span><span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="font-family: verdana; position: static; text-align: left;">attached</span><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"> </span><span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="font-family: verdana; position: static; text-align: left;">to</span><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"> </span><span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="font-family: verdana; position: static; text-align: left;">another</span><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"> </span><span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="font-family: verdana; position: static; text-align: left;">by</span><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"> </span><span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="font-family: verdana; position: static; text-align: left;">feelings</span><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"> </span><span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="font-family: verdana; position: static; text-align: left;">of</span><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"> </span><span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="font-family: verdana; position: static; text-align: left;">affection</span><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"> </span><span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="font-family: verdana; position: static; text-align: left;">or </span><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"></span><span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="cursor: default; font-family: verdana; position: static; text-align: left;">personal</span><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"> </span><span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="cursor: default; font-family: verdana; position: static; text-align: left;">regard.</span></span></span></u></b></i></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="font-family: sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 19px;"><i>You must develop a friendship before forming a relationship. Now, that doesn't mean discussing the things that you may discuss with your girlfriends. But, you both should have a strong level of trust. Most successful relationships started from a friendship. </i></span></span><br />
<i><b><u><span style="font-family: sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 19px;">Loyalty:<span style="background-color: black; color: #eeeeee;"> </span></span></span><span style="background-color: black; color: #eeeeee;"><span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="cursor: default; font-family: verdana; position: static; text-align: left;">faithful</span><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"> </span><span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="cursor: default; font-family: verdana; position: static; text-align: left;">to</span><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"> </span><span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="cursor: default; font-family: verdana; position: static; text-align: left;">one's</span><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"> </span><span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="font-family: verdana; position: static; text-align: left;">oath and commitments</span></span></u></b></i><br />
<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><i><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><b>If your mate isn't loyal, he isn't your mate. A loyal man is a trustworthy man. No matter what troubled waters lay under that Bridge, he'll hold your hand and cross it with you. He admires you. He'll refer to you as his Queen and fight your battles when you feel too weak to do on your own. Not only does he understand but, he'll show you the definition of loyalty. You will recognize his loyalty from how he treats himself. If he cherishes himself, he'll forever cherish you.</b></span></span><span style="color: #333333;"> </span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>We are accountable for our own doings. If you're a responsible individual, except nothing least of being responsible in choosing your mate. If your man is responsible your home life will be less complicated and more tension free. You shouldn't have to worry about bills, rent and groceries being paid for if you have a responsible man. If you and your mate live together and you have shut off notices and dirty dishes in the sink while you work or go to school all day, he's not responsible. Run as fast as you can. This possibly is a road to outside babies, venereal infections, and a world of heartache.</i></span><br />
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</ul><i style="background-color: black; font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;">Ladies, we tend to model our relationships out of storybook fairy tales. You can't expect to sleep until your Prince Charming kisses you awake. Wake up and check out what lies in front of you. If you open your eyes you'll see if he's your Prince Charming or your Eddie Monster with in seconds.</span></i><br />
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</b></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;"><i style="background-color: black; font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;">There's always a caution window that we see in the beginning of a relationship that we choose to ignore. These are four major signs of when to step back:</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><ol style="text-align: left;"><li><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"><b style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;">Shoves lead to bumping against sharp objects</span></b></i></li>
<li><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"><b style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;">Pushing leads to falling down a flight of stairs.</span></b></i></li>
<li><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"><b style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;">White Lies leads to infidelity.</span></b></i></li>
<li><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"><b style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;">Slapping leads to punching.</span></b></i></li>
</ol><span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: verdana;"><i style="background-color: black;">Last but not least the most talked about subject. Cougars........</i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: verdana;"><i style="background-color: black;"><br />
</i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: verdana;"><i style="background-color: black;">Cougar is a name given to older women whom court younger men. There's nothing wrong with dating younger as long as birth parties are able to order an alcoholic beverage legally. However, you have to be extremely careful when dating younger. You shouldn't go no younger than twenty-five if you're thirty, Thirty-five and under if forty. Try to keep it with in a five year age difference if you must date younger. The thing about men period is their maturing level is a lot slower than it takes a female to mature. But, the reality of it all is most men never grow up. They're just boys with beards and expensive toys. But, there is also a not to do list when dating younger....</i></span><br />
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<ol style="text-align: left;"><li><i style="background-color: black; font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;">DO NOT EVER give him the green light to disrespect you. If you allow it once, he'll do it twice.</span></i></li>
<li><i style="background-color: black; font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;">DO NOT let him to mentally train you from sex. </span></i></li>
<li><span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: verdana;"><i style="background-color: black;">DO NOT befriend him on Face book or follow him on Twitter. You'll find your arguments stem more from whom's on his friend list and how many times that he mentions his ex-companions. </i></span></li>
<li><span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: verdana;"><i style="background-color: black;">DO NOT tell him to act his age in an argument. Reason being, he is acting HIS age.</i></span></li>
<li><span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: verdana;"><i style="background-color: black;">DO NOT argue publicly with women in his age group over him. Again, you make yourself look stupid.</i></span></li>
<li><span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: verdana;"><i style="background-color: black;">DO NOT share your wrongs in the relationship with others. It's labeled personal for a reason. It doesn't make him look bad at all. However, it does question your sanity and morals. </i></span></li>
<li><span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: verdana;"><i style="background-color: black;">DO NOT invite the world in to your relationship. Judging isn't right. However, when you send an open invitation to non-sense people won't disappoint you.</i></span></li>
</ol><span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: verdana;"><i style="background-color: black;">Basically, from what I'm experiencing and witnessing through others is to have fun. Have fun with your relationship. If it's meant to be, it will be. When God sends us the mate he has for us, he will be all of the above and more. He will be perfect for YOU. Not all relationships are perfect. However, the fun part of a relationship is enjoying the moment that you are in. Savor it, Appreciate it, and again Enjoy it. Thank you so much for visiting my site. Be Blessed............</i></span><br />
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</div>The Best That I Gothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14823746709721692883noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574487831914580339.post-68466629774509499492012-02-19T14:08:00.001-05:002012-02-19T14:12:15.160-05:00Stop Bullying<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcIAccCRnfJjNKLxxokhFUYLPe9Ww_AwhUDESYTiQBrMe8WVazH67K0kTQXFYJ6xIWFNfxiIt6pi2wg34vIpibS7CTyjDPqTcUGZqa8bF9NmthGorf4Io7egsoaDvQRefeXT4YH1p5AmVm/s1600/boy+crying.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="303" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcIAccCRnfJjNKLxxokhFUYLPe9Ww_AwhUDESYTiQBrMe8WVazH67K0kTQXFYJ6xIWFNfxiIt6pi2wg34vIpibS7CTyjDPqTcUGZqa8bF9NmthGorf4Io7egsoaDvQRefeXT4YH1p5AmVm/s400/boy+crying.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><i><span style="font-size: large;">S</span>adly, teasing is a part of growing up. Although, there is a difference between teasing out of fun vs. teasing with intents of hurting others. Either way everyone isn't accustomed to teasing. Through experience of my own child I have suffered the cruel end of teasing. He was teased because of how he dressed. Although, he wear current designers such as Ralph Lauren, Puma, etc. They will tell him it's the nerdy form of fashion he chooses to wear. I am a true believer that fashion isn't the most important for a child to succeed. However, I truly believe if you dress them for success now they will be prepared for success when they achieve it. He was teased because of his way of thinking. My son has the soul of an old wise man. He's intrigued with other's thoughts. This made some of his peers view him as a nerd or weirdo. He simply cares about all. Thankfully, bullying didn't affect my child's motivation and determination to be great. Where as others are deeply affected by it. Some has even taken their young, precious lives. My cousin recently had to do an essay for one of his classes. It was phenomenal. I can't think of any other way to describe it. He speaks from experience. I shared this essay with four other co-workers with younger children. Each co-worker including myself got something different from it. I would like to share this with you. Also, I encourage you to share this with others as well. It's very important and you never know who needs it at the present moment. Thank you so much for visiting. Peace......</i><br />
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<b>A Path to Humility</b> <br />
Have you ever seen a child being bullied constantly by his peers? I have witnessed this sight plenty of<br />
times during my childhood, first-hand. I have always wondered why I was chosen to be the outcast.<br />
Acceptance is the only thing that I wanted, but nothing that I’ve done seemed to work. Offering<br />
my lunch, that my mother made with love and care, to those who would pick on me. Laughing with<br />
the bullies at others they would mock. I was even slacking in school in order to hide my exceptional<br />
academic talents. The most despicable thing that I did was abandoning my friends who accepted me<br />
even with my “flaws”. None of these methods helped me gain acceptance, they only made me feel<br />
lonelier. My adolescence was formed around the negativity I received from my peers. I doubted myself<br />
and from this I developed insecurities.<br />
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Being self-conscious not only affects you, but those around you as well. My insecurities took control<br />
of me and I began to change mentally. My personality and behavior adapted to prevent people from<br />
realizing my “flaws”. The outcome of this made me a bitter, angry, and defensive young man. I refused<br />
to be that outspoken child I was once before. I chose to be more aggressive when demanding respect<br />
versus passive. Whenever someone would make the slightest joke, I would lash out as though they have<br />
just slandered my mother’s name. I would mock those who refused to defend themselves. I was rude,<br />
obnoxious, and I could care less about those affected by my behavior. Without even knowing, I was<br />
becoming the very same thing that I hated.<br />
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Of course being defensive also made me stubborn. I refused to believe that I was the reason my mother<br />
cried late at nights. I was blind to the fact that it was I, her only son, who disappointed her. “I failed<br />
you as a parent” is something no child ever wants to hear. There was good in me, but no one else could<br />
see it. No more disappointing my mother was the only thing on my mind. I decided to make a change<br />
and eventually a change occurred. After constant nights bowing to the Lord, my mother’s prayers<br />
were answered. I was slowly progressing into a man who was not bitter, angry, or sensitive. Applying<br />
the teachings of Bishop Dale C. Bronner to my life dramatically reshaped me. I was able to become<br />
understanding, to show compassion, to be considerate, and most importantly to begin to love myself.<br />
<br />
My mom always told me that the reason I was picked on is because I have a big heart, like my father. He<br />
cared for others and so do I. Everything happens for a reason and I believe that God put those obstacles<br />
in my life in order to train this big heart of mine. How could I care for others without experiencing pain<br />
myself? I want to make sure no one else has to endure the same pain I had to endure alone. My first<br />
opportunity to achieve this was when I met a crying little boy. Surprisingly, the crying little boy was my<br />
younger self. It was though I subconsciously met myself during my adolescence. As I greeted the boy he<br />
instantly poured his heart out to me, to the only person who would understand him.<br />
<br />
Screaming at the top of his lungs while crying heavily, the boy asked, “Why am I not loved like everyone<br />
else?! Why do I get picked on every single day?! Why don’t I have a father to guide me?! Why does no<br />
one care?!” All I could do was smile and without even saying a word I hugged him as tight as I could. The<br />
boy dug his face in my shoulder and continued to cry and also without saying a word he hugged me back<br />
as tight as he could. I always felt that I needed someone else’s approval to feel loved, but it was in that<br />
<br />
instant that I realized that I was wrong. My approval was all I ever needed. As I held the boy in my arms,<br />
he began to fade away with my insecurities with him.<br />
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<br />
I would be grateful for those who bullied me. I do not take anything for granted. I feel as though I can<br />
take the experiences from my past and help others with their future. I guess everything I went through<br />
was just a pathway to reach humility.</div>The Best That I Gothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14823746709721692883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574487831914580339.post-83094760918116133182011-12-07T20:28:00.000-05:002011-12-07T20:28:57.600-05:00The Rackett<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0_j2pg-TP53u43xCi1u5-IqxXlG0iifkJalZ6XT1uVetvTGYbBK2TsZvQz5bB3BY6xkf_5Xixke5qd6XNKpyibttt-dKTciuX9kLXzj0ctE1eTHMGkvYoSCJoeMVdxJifekbhBkums6KN/s1600/lux.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="162" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0_j2pg-TP53u43xCi1u5-IqxXlG0iifkJalZ6XT1uVetvTGYbBK2TsZvQz5bB3BY6xkf_5Xixke5qd6XNKpyibttt-dKTciuX9kLXzj0ctE1eTHMGkvYoSCJoeMVdxJifekbhBkums6KN/s400/lux.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Amos and Andy was the first all black cast show to air in 1951. In 1956, Nat King Cole was the first to air on network television. These shows laid the foundation for today's television. Today, we have more African Americans that are directing, producing, writing and many more things that involve the quality of television shows. This is a major accomplishment. But, the only way that we will continue to succeed is if we support one another. One way of support is by word of mouth. Social Media has become the best way of advertisement as well. Use Face book and Twitter for things of importance. Start now by supporting Philadelphia's own Lux. Lux has created a new series that was filmed in Philadelphia. The name of the series is "The Rackett". I linked a preview of the trailer and ask that you go to "The Rackett" fan page on face book. By liking this page you are supporting the Urban community. Click below for a preview of "The Rackett"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/PTm6zm5qA-A?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">Thank you so much for your constant support. May you all be blessed abundantly. Peace...</div></div>The Best That I Gothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14823746709721692883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574487831914580339.post-36614143833264459082011-12-04T19:58:00.000-05:002011-12-04T19:58:35.593-05:00Lamaris Smile<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKrbfu3qkf23ha6JwWroRQRxv76CNKe1uVegWIiml86MtDBQTo36oTWbXoS_2kPt8Ch6IOODo-uwflh7kynoXuA0RXxqZ0nL46zKCg1rJOviQlinfgY-L5oLcXNJhtG3c5rU2dLJUYmaxo/s1600/lamaris.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKrbfu3qkf23ha6JwWroRQRxv76CNKe1uVegWIiml86MtDBQTo36oTWbXoS_2kPt8Ch6IOODo-uwflh7kynoXuA0RXxqZ0nL46zKCg1rJOviQlinfgY-L5oLcXNJhtG3c5rU2dLJUYmaxo/s400/lamaris.jpg" width="310" /></a></div><em>A short time ago a young lady was diagnosed with a rare form of cancer. Her Aunt and I developed a friendship through work. This is how I learned of her illness. The first word most of us associate Cancer with is Death. It's a time that one's faith is truly tested. Earlier this year, my Grandfather was diagnosed with Cancer. I freaked out. I was angry and I questioned why God would curse my family. I wondered how such an excellent father, husband, grandfather, and etc. deserved to be cursed with such an ugly illness. When I thought of Lamaris I suddenly felt ashamed of my selfishness. Here it is she hasn't given up fighting from Day 1 and I was ready to give up Faith in God for a sickness that I wasn't diagnosed with. How dare one be so selfish. I admire her strength, courage, spirit, and most of all her SMILE. Til' this very day Lamaris smiles. She may not realize it but her smile has helped restored the Faith of many. Thank You Lamaris for your "SMILE".</em><br />
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Truthfully, I can't give a direct definition to the meaning of Hip Hop. Now if you asked me the meaning of Hip Hop twenty years ago, I could sum it up with four words, "A Way Of Life". In the early 80's, Hip Hop was considered a culture among the black community. Every song had a message. Every message was positive. That was a time when your parents would sing rap verbatim. One of the best Hip Hop albums recorded was "Into The Battle The Art Of Noise". It was strictly instrumental. The beats were insane. When we we speak of Hip Hop, you have to pay homage to the originators. I'm talking about the greats that layed the structure down for groups like The Furious Five, Sugar Hill Gang, Treacherous Three and etc. I'm talking about the disc jockeys such as the late, Jocko Henderson that described rap as rhythm talk. In this article we will travel to many places in Hip Hop. One of those places will be the movies that prepared us for this new movement, Hip Hop. Movies such as Wild Style, Breakin', Beat Street and Krush Groove. Many people were inspired by these movies. I'm going to take you behind the scenes of Beat Street. I was blessed with the opportunity to interview the writer of Beat Street, Steven Hager. Check out his interview below.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJbPlKeG4piX3bTuEBRxVYiDByd88oOIUNYNjvC8gW3bR82gXx89cUbdvSECGLS42SCExSlu3ifGB8PrbfXbXQUKMI9uOj8yUFzVpHgicW0DMsfRUvhYtoG8xiqPHGsbum7MxaJ0o0Tcih/s1600/steve+with+beat+street.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJbPlKeG4piX3bTuEBRxVYiDByd88oOIUNYNjvC8gW3bR82gXx89cUbdvSECGLS42SCExSlu3ifGB8PrbfXbXQUKMI9uOj8yUFzVpHgicW0DMsfRUvhYtoG8xiqPHGsbum7MxaJ0o0Tcih/s320/steve+with+beat+street.jpg" width="267" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv730812180apple-style-span"><i><span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat repeat; font-family: Arial;"><span style="background-color: black; color: red;"><strong>OR: Beat Street has and will always be a major monument in Hip Hop. What was the inspiration behind Beat Street ?</strong></span></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv730812180apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat repeat; font-family: Arial;"><strong><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em>SH: </em>I went to an art show in <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1322525467_4">Long Island City</span> titled New York/New Wave, curated by Diego Cortez. "Break" a photo of a subway car painted by Futura 2000 was included (along with hundreds of other photos of graffiti art). "These Are They Breaks" by Kurtis Blow was just starting to climb the charts, one of the first rap songs to enter the mainstream. While staring at Futura's painting, it occurred to me graffiti and rap music were deeply connected. I went on a search to find Futura so I could write about him (and buy a framed photo of "Break"), and in the process, made connections with Fab Five Freddy and <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1322525467_5">Afrika</span> Bambaataa.</span></span></strong></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv730812180apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat repeat; font-family: Arial;"><strong><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><span style="color: red;">OR: </span><span class="yiv730812180apple-style-span"><i><span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat repeat; font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: red;">I must say this a thousand times a day, Hip Hop is a culture. I can clearly remember going to the movies when Beat Street was first released. Everything amazed me. I was intrigued by the graffiti (art), the New Yorker dialogue, breakers, and music. Every kid in the 80’s era wanted to move to <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1322525467_6">New York</span> and become a rapper after seeing Beat Street . It wasn’t until I did the research on Beat Street did I learn the writer, Steven Hager was white. Are many people surprised when they meet you?</span> </span></i></span></span></span></strong></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv730812180apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat repeat; font-family: Arial;"><span class="yiv730812180apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat repeat; font-family: Arial;"><strong><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em>SH: </em>Nobody today seems surprised by my whiteness. But I have to admit a few people did look at me funny when I was attending Bam's shows at <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1322525467_7">Bronx River</span> Projects, where I'd often be the only white face in the crowd. After the shows were over, Bam always put a bodyguard on me to make sure I made it back to the subway.</span></span></strong></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv730812180apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat repeat; font-family: Arial;"><span class="yiv730812180apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat repeat; font-family: Arial;"><strong><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: red;">OR: <span class="yiv730812180apple-style-span"><i><span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat repeat; font-family: Arial;">In 1983, Charlie Alhern released Wild Style. Wild Style was the first Hip Hop movie. Wild Style is actually the movie that introduced the art of free styling and party battles. In <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1322525467_8">May of 1984</span>, Charlie Parker and Allen DeBevoise released Breakin’. Sadly, I can’t say that it really fit into the hip hop culture. It definitely wasn’t a great movie to be released after Wild Style. <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1322525467_9">On June 6, 1984</span>, a beast was released. Beat Street the king of the beat. </span></i></span></span></span></strong></span></span></span></span></div><div class="yiv730812180MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv730812180apple-style-span"><i><span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat repeat; font-family: Arial;"><span style="background-color: black; color: red;"><strong>Did you ever expect for Beat Street to hit as big as it did? If not, why?</strong></span></span></i></span></div><div class="yiv730812180MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv730812180apple-style-span"><i><span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat repeat; font-family: Arial;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #eeeeee;"><strong>SH: Actually, I was pretty disappointed with the final product. My script was closer to Boyz n the Hood. It was closer to reality. I didn't recognize any of the interiors or characters in the final film. They all seemed way too middle class, and not street smart (except for the dancers and rappers who were just playing themselves.) What saves the movie are the battles with <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1322525467_10">New York City</span> Breakers and the Rocksteady Crew, and a few of the rap performances. One major problem is that I wanted the Furious Five and the Treacherous Three in the film, but the Furious were in the midst of a huge legal problem and Flash couldn't even perform for several months or use his name. The Cold Crush Brothers would have been a viable substitution, and I encourage Harry Belafonte to use them, but he demanded an audition, and the Cold Crush refused because they were the premier group at the time and felt an audition was an insult. Actually, that was a mistake on their part because they could have captured a huge audience by appearing in the film. At the time they were more interested in live performance than records or films. Grandmaster Caz should have become a major star, but never got over the hump.</strong></span></span></i></span></div><div class="yiv730812180MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv730812180apple-style-span"><i><span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat repeat; font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><strong><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><span style="color: red; font-size: small;">OR: </span><span class="yiv730812180apple-style-span" id="yui_3_2_0_1_1322536623154198"><i id="yui_3_2_0_1_1322536623154197"><span id="yui_3_2_0_1_1322536623154196" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat repeat; font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: small;">What is your opinion of the transformation in Hip Hop from then to now?</span> </span> </span></i></span></span></span></strong></span></span></i></span></div><div class="yiv730812180MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv730812180apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat repeat; font-family: Arial;"><span class="yiv730812180apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat repeat; font-family: Arial;"><strong><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em>SH: </em>Don't really listen to much hip hop, especially the gangsta stuff, just don't connect with the message. I did like Asher Roth's "I Love College" even though it's just a party song because I like Asher's personality.</span></span></strong></span></span></span></span></div><div class="yiv730812180MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv730812180apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat repeat; font-family: Arial;"><span class="yiv730812180apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat repeat; font-family: Arial;"><strong><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: red;">OR: <span class="yiv730812180apple-style-span" id="yui_3_2_0_1_1322536623154206"><i id="yui_3_2_0_1_1322536623154205"><span id="yui_3_2_0_1_1322536623154204" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat repeat; font-family: Arial;">What would you like to see change in today’s Hip Hop?</span></i></span></span></span></strong></span></span></span></span></div><div class="yiv730812180MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv730812180apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat repeat; font-family: Arial;"><span class="yiv730812180apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat repeat; font-family: Arial;"><span class="yiv730812180apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat repeat; font-family: Arial;"><strong><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em>SH: </em>It's not for me to prescribe anything to today's artists. But I'd like to see more respect for the First Generation. I'd like to see more remakes of the original songs, and more use of the First Generation on the CD's being released today. The big hip hop stars of today should reach out to people like Grandmaster Caz, Sha-Rock and Coke La Rock and invite them to do duets with them. </span></span></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Y</span>ou can also purchase Steven Hager's book at<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span><a href="http://www.octopusconspiracy.com/">http://www.octopusconspiracy.com</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left;">Through the movie Beat Street one song and group will forever be a part of me, "The Message" by The Furious Five. This song is very relative in Hip Hop. The title is self explanatory. I was fortunate to interview The Furious Five's legendary Hype Man, Dynamite. Here's the interview posted below.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimWqRyti-KbDyDiCyAJ6A74ZFi8R3G-93G2p5LiFCxC1zO9lFd8EbTCK7VkzrgCb9Nc4kh8ggDl8kwrwSgUgXIAFkk-IGEEm8GmIlJB-XV4BVPr7h-9DlPCaDgc7XOtk2-38Rsuq8ophAu/s1600/Furious+5+Collection.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="126" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimWqRyti-KbDyDiCyAJ6A74ZFi8R3G-93G2p5LiFCxC1zO9lFd8EbTCK7VkzrgCb9Nc4kh8ggDl8kwrwSgUgXIAFkk-IGEEm8GmIlJB-XV4BVPr7h-9DlPCaDgc7XOtk2-38Rsuq8ophAu/s400/Furious+5+Collection.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: black; color: red;"><strong>OR: First, I would like to thank you for taking the time out to answer<var id="yiv786126798yui-ie-cursor"></var> these questions. You are truly one of the originators of Hip Hop. Many refer to you as not only one of the first but the best Hype man in the business. How were you introduced into the industry and what is a Hype man?</strong></span></div><div id="yui_3_2_0_1_1322291226824105" style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"> RDS:</span>Why Thank you. I come from a time when the Hype man was truly an entertainer. My early influences and idols were Cats like Bobby Byrd, Jerome from The Time (although we started the at the same time) and a guy many of you probably never heard of named L.T.D who performed with D.J <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1322280067_0">Hollywood</span> in <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1322280067_1">New York</span>. These Cats had the knack to steal the show but never over shadowed the lead. Bobby Byrd was always right in the pocket and complimented every move James Brown made. I remember my Dad taking me to see James Brown at the Apollo when I was 8 and there was a part in the act when James Brown would leave the stage as Bobby Byrd egged the crowd on for an encore. He would scream James Brown! James Brown! James Brown! As he placed this cape on James' back leading him off stage James would hurl the cape off his back and return for the encore. Priceless. They would do that about three times to the delight of the audience.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"> Jerome just had this stage presence. He and Morris Day were like one. Their smooth as silk choreography made The Time untouchable on that stage. You couldn't go on after The Time. And the thing they did with the Mirror was show stopping material. I mean when you got your own dance (The Bird) you doing something right. We always had this friendly competition between us and he remains one of my dear friends in this business. Just saw him at the Soul Train awards.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"> D.J Hollywood is a Cat from New York who is definitely one of those unsung Pioneers. At his height in 76 77 he would do three to four parties a night easy. But when he played Club 371 in <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1322280067_2">The Bronx</span> those parties were stuff of Legend. He had a group of kids that followed him around called The Corporation and the leader was this Cat called LTD. Not only was he this great dancer but he lead the call and response that Hollywood would do with the Crowd. For example Hollywood would be D.Jing and out of the crowd a voice would scream</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab">LTD- Holly!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab">Hollywood- What</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab">LTD- Shake Your Wood!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab">Hollywood- What you say</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab">And Then the crowd would repeat that. I always knew if I could command a crowd like that it would make the actual M.C's job that much easier.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"> <span style="background-color: black; color: red;"><strong>OR:</strong></span></span><span style="background-color: black; color: red;"><strong>The Furious 5 has to be one of the best to ever make it in Hip Hop. You guys took Hip Hop to another level. I can remember being a little girl when the song The Message came out. It's funny because I think every kid born in the 70's can relate to their mom singing Don't Push Me Cause I'm Close To The Edge! I'm Trying Not To Lose My Head! How does it make you feel being a part of Hip Hop history?</strong></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab">RDS:The Message was a career defining record. It's almost a gift and a curse because I never wanted to be in the group. I had solo aspirations with them Producing me. Myself and group founder the late Keith Cowboy were best friends and he was more or less the M.C who's job it was to handle crowd response. I was brought on to handle the groups business. As an intern at <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1322280067_3">Sugar hill</span> Records that's the job I was groomed for. But while on tour we needed a way to end The Message to coincide with the cop part at the end of the song. So I donned a Police suit and would run on stage and drag the group off. It worked so well we decided to keep me in the act but instead of at the end of The Message we realized it would work better if I came out before we did The Message leading the crowd to believe that the show was over thus setting The Message up for the encore. So when Flash left and the group first split up it was only natural for me to become a full time touring member. I developed a good chemistry with Melle Mel thus freeing up Cowboy to Rhyme more.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab" style="background-color: black; color: red;"><strong>OR:Hip Hop began as a culture, a lot of tears sweat and hard work went into making an Album. When you went to a Rap concert you really saw a concert. It was labeled a concert and not a show. There were Breakers costumes dance routines and passion. You didn't mind paying for a Ticket because it was worth it. Now days a show is what you pay for versus a concert. A ticket for a show consist of an Artist and a Hype man. The dancing consist of the artist prancing back and forth on stage. Would you agree that Hip Hop has def changed?</strong></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab">RDS:I'm glad you brought that up because it's definitely changed for the worst from the times we went out. What a lot of people don't realize is that we didn't tour with other Rap Acts. We toured with Cameo, The Barkays, The Commodores, Rick James, The Zapp Band, The Ojays and the top R&B acts of the day. We used to catch alot of slack because we didn't have a band. They wanted to pay us less money because we didn't have a band. So in our minds we wanted to destroy all those acts on stage and in order to do that we had to have the best show in town. So our act was more like a Broadway show incorporated with our Records and I would like to think alot of that had to do with me. I would physically get into a fight onstage every night with Melle Mel as part of the intro to The Message (Don't Push Me Man!) and get all my clothes torn off. I would get my head chopped off in a guillotine, I would dress up as Demon and levitate across the stage through fog. It all goes back to A&R and I blame the Record companies for just throwing these kids out on stage with no formal training. So now what you get is Lil Wayne with his pants hanging to his ankles holding his crotch and a Hype man whose singing the lead louder than the principle. Jay Z had a terrible show at one time but he got better after years of touring.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab" style="background-color: black; color: red;"><strong>OR:Again music has and still is transforming to this very day, What is your opinion of Hip Hop today.</strong></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab">RDS:Its just a bunch of commercial nonsense made to sell ring tones and alot of it has no substance. The Message made us the first rap act inducted into The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and just this week we were nominated into The Grammy Hall of Fame. I know a lot of acts that wait their whole career and they never get that call. We did The Message 30 years ago and it still stands the test of times. 10 years from now you wont remember any of these songs done today or the Artist that sung them. Remember Laffy Taffy?</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab" style="background-color: black; color: red;"><strong>OR:Who's your favorite Hype man?</strong></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab">RDS:I def gotta give it up to Spliff Star. Buster Rhymes Hype man. He's on another level. And I'll also give a nod to the Late Freaky Tah from The Lost Boyz. Puffy was definitely a better Hype man than an Artist. And Flava Flav can kiss the ass that birthed him.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="background-color: black;"><strong><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab">OR:What is the diffe</span></span></span><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab">rence between the music then and now?</span></span></span></strong></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab">RDS:Then, we did it for the love of the culture we helped to create. Now it's commercially driven by corporations that have a bottom line. Songs are made now with the intention of selling a product like say a Chevy or some Burgers. I call it disposable music.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab" style="background-color: black; color: red;"><strong>OR:What advice do you have for the young person that is trying to get into the entertainment field</strong></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab" id="yui_3_2_0_1_1322291226824113"><span class="yiv786126798tab" id="yui_3_2_0_1_1322291226824112"><span class="yiv786126798tab" id="yui_3_2_0_1_1322291226824111">RDS:Find out what works best for them first and blaze your own path which is hard to do because all the Labels want to copy what worked for the other guy. So the best Artist today might not necessarily be the best selling one. Treat it like a business and save your money because whats hot today may be passe tomorrow. In closing I have a book I just completed called How I Keep From Goin Under I'm trying to get Published and a Play Called The Death of Hip Hop as well I'm trying to get done. Any interested parties contact me at <a href="mailto:Dynamiteny2720@yahoo.com" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" ymailto="mailto:Dynamiteny2720@yahoo.com"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1322280067_4"><span style="color: #234786;">Dynamiteny2720@yahoo.com</span></span></a> and I thank you for your time and interest in my story. Shout to Melle Mel Scorpio Rahiem and Kidd Creole.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab">It was groups like this that made the path for younger artist to get into the business. Artist such as, Mc.Shan. Mc.Shan was part of the Juice Crew. He will forever be remembered in Rap History for the battle between KRS-1 and himself. Mc.Shan created hits like, Jane Stop This Crazy, The Bridge, Down By Law and many more. Shan was kind enough to share his history and opinion of Hip Hop. Check it out below.</span></span></span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFPSDXMTC9aL0goPrceovm2x2QzB748W0xvMqSBxxqMFZCbIYXk094lYFA0Nrgjyrt9dIz2mHtZIP6sHvm7Ou1dkAA1PYgUkgJ1k4TjHaTtSsKcAqL0sun8VI1X-49911pZK7_7RP_R2rD/s1600/shan+kills+it.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFPSDXMTC9aL0goPrceovm2x2QzB748W0xvMqSBxxqMFZCbIYXk094lYFA0Nrgjyrt9dIz2mHtZIP6sHvm7Ou1dkAA1PYgUkgJ1k4TjHaTtSsKcAqL0sun8VI1X-49911pZK7_7RP_R2rD/s400/shan+kills+it.jpg" width="296" /></a></div><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab" style="background-color: black; color: red;"><strong>OR:At what age did you start rapping?</strong></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab">MC.Shan: 18yrs.old</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab" style="background-color: black; color: red;"><strong>OR:Who besides yourself was part of The Juice Crew and where did you all grow up at?</strong></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab">MC.Shan: DJ Marley Marl, Roxanne Shante', Big Daddy Kane, Biz Markey and Mr.Magic (R.I.P.). We're from The South Bronx.</span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span style="background-color: black; color: red;"><strong>OR: In 1983, RUN DMC released the single, "It's Like That". Every city embraced it and every care blasted it through their Alpines. In 1987, you released "Down By Law" Did you feel pressured to ensure your album would receive the same praise as RUN DMC.</strong></span> </span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab">MC.Shan: No, not at all. Mc.Shan would've made music records regardless. It was what we do. (The Juice Crew). Rap was a break from the projects for me.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab" style="background-color: black; color: red;"><strong>OR: In Philadelphia, Mc.Shan was instantly famous for the infamous battle between you and KRS-1 from Boogie Down Productions. Would you credit that as a contribution to the start of your career?</strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab">MC.Shan: Not at all. I credit Kris for making that dumb record because it went down in History.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab" style="background-color: black; color: red;"><strong>OR: What is the difference between Hip Hop then to now?</strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab">MC.Shan: They ain't saying (bleep). In order to be successful in Hip Hop now all you need is a few gold chains and a Rolex. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab" style="background-color: black; color: red;"><strong>OR: What is your opinion of the transformation of Hip Hop?</strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab">MC.Shan:Everything changes. Everything evolves. Get with it or get lost.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab" style="background-color: black; color: red;"><strong>OR: What advice to you have for that teenager just starting out and trying to succeed in music industry?</strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab"><span class="yiv786126798tab">MC.Shan: Learn your business. If not, my story will be your story. The owner of Cold Chillin' Records which happens to be my former manager took advantage of many artist on Juice Crew. Because I trusted him, he robbed me of my publishing right. This gives reason to Mc.Shan's last answer. Mc.Shan is now making cartoons. Check out site below.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/lWGaBQRTukU?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>In 1986, a female group named, Salt N Pepa hit the airwaves with the album, Hot, Cool and Vicious. Although, the majority of New York will credit them of being the first female rappers on wax it isn't true. Philly's own Lady B was the first female ever to have her rap recorded on wax. She then opened the doors for a lot of Philly rappers. When I was a young girl, I would practice her famous quote, "How You Doing?. Every Friday night I would sit in the kitchen under the ironing board and listen to Power 99fm's Street Beat., hosted by Lady B. She was also the first rap artist to have her own Hip Hop show on an AM station. It was female pioneers like Lady B that left the gate open for the female rapper, Yvette Money. Yvette Money was the first female in PHILADELPHIA to make a diss album on wax. Thank the Lord for LL Cool J's, "Dear Evette". For that album born one of Philly's finest, Yvette Money. Check out Yvette's history of being a female rapper from Philadelphia below.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUC_OgXclkbWpi849LGd-JbyRJ8VkLeUTSiHQds_xNSoQ-x9Kb4BzYUguPVtytQ0zNdsxRJgr0EzjpJi_IBCAwKGW4cMDhyphenhyphenJL754Z2OpuEWbBDdtrje-zMMCmYdT1Y-osMlmaNHnddTRo4/s1600/yvetteMoney.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="305" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUC_OgXclkbWpi849LGd-JbyRJ8VkLeUTSiHQds_xNSoQ-x9Kb4BzYUguPVtytQ0zNdsxRJgr0EzjpJi_IBCAwKGW4cMDhyphenhyphenJL754Z2OpuEWbBDdtrje-zMMCmYdT1Y-osMlmaNHnddTRo4/s400/yvetteMoney.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><b style="background-color: black; color: red;">OR: In 1985, LL Cool J made a record that unknown to him will go down in Philly's Ol' Skool History. That record was "Dear Evette" But, the record really didn't slam until the reply. The reply to Dear Evette was "Evette's Revenge".</b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div id="yui_3_2_0_1_1322328025639113"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><b>How old were you when you recorded Evette's Revenge?</b></span></span></div><div>YM: I was 15</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><span style="background-color: black;"><b>OR: Before the year 1988, there was a popular club named, The After Midnight. This is where a lot of new artist performed at in Philadelphia. LL Cool J also frequented The After Midnight. </b></span></span><br />
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><span style="background-color: black;"><b>What was LL Cool J's reaction when he first seen the feisty teenage girl that made the "Evette's Revenge" album?</b></span></span></div><div>YM: I had my first show in <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1322316787_0">Bhutan</span> with L(LL Cool J) and he wasn't too happy. He decline many interviews and magazine pictures. It wasn't until we did a show in <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1322316787_1">Chester</span> at <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1322316787_2">Chester High</span> that he became a gentleman. L came out on the side of the stage and gave me a dozen of roses. He apologized and said it angered him that I wasn't ugly. He said he thought I was a ugly chick by the way that I sound on the records. He was mad because he didn't have anything to reply back with. So, we became good friends there after. </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><b>OR: Lady B was the first female from <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1322316787_6">Philadelphia</span> to record a rap record. That record was "To The Beat Yall". </b></span></span><br />
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><b>Did Lady B inspire you to become a rapper? If so, how?</b></span></span></div><div>YM: Lady B was the first female rapper on wax period. Not just in <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1322316787_3">Philly</span> but, world wide. Of course it inspired me. I tried to memorize every line. But, in my era to make a record was sooo far fetched for me. I didn't want to record until Roxanne Shante came out. </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><b>OR: Lil' Kim has been named the first hardcore rapper. This label was earned from the vulgar lyrics that she uses in her music. She earned the name as the first bad girl of rap. But, when I listened to Yvette's Revenge, she didn't deserve that title because you actually was the first female to use profanity in a rap. She is the first female rapper to use vulgar and sexual explicit lyrics in her music.</b></span></span><br />
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><b>Would you accept the title of being the first bad girl in hip hop? If so, why?</b></span></span></div><div>YM: Yes, Of course I would accept it because it's rightfully mines. U can't change history. I did it first!<br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: red;"><b>OR: What is your opinion of the transformation in Hip Hop?</b></span><br />
YM: The transformation wow... It's a big change because the respect is gone. If the new school knew the history and how hard we worked to get it where it is today. <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1322316787_4">Kats</span> wouldn't be so cocky with it. They wouldn't use it to degrade us as black people so much. I feel the new school is selfish and only think of themselves, they just wanna sell records and get paid as the play devils advocate. They don't think of the consequences and the way they degrading our women, how they putting in our young black youth mines the us as black women aren't shit. If we don't take it off enough were not shit and if we take it off to much we still ain't shit. So black women are in a lose lose situation. Our men walking around thinking it cool to have their pants hanging down off their add, not know the true meaning of it. Not knowing that's to let other dudes in prison know who's AVAILABLE SEXUALLY. Everything is about a pay check now... The fun and the heart of hip hop is gone.</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><b style="background-color: black;">OR: If you could take any female rapper back in a time capsule to your era, who would it be and why?</b></span></div><div>YM: A female rapper to take back in time???? Teflon from <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1322318073_0">Philly. S</span>he's an up and coming artist that is also my niece. It's not because of her being my niece.but, her skills are crazy. She have that love, that respect and the Passion for hip hop. She wants to know the history and if we have more people in hip hop today like her... I feel hip hop will get that respect again. <br />
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<div id="yui_3_2_0_1_1322329308340111">This leads me to the end of "Bring That Beat Back". A lot of people don't know that here in Philly a lot of history in music was made. There was a time that Philly's Deejays had the best beats. I'm talking about Parry P, Jazzy Jeff, Woody Wood, etc the list goes on. Artist would actually travel from New York to get beats from the greats mentioned above. Stop believing that NWA was the first Gangsta Rappers. The truth is Schooly D was the first Gangsta Rapper, period. Check out a little musical history from Philly Legends below:<br />
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<div style="background-color: black; width: 520px;"><div style="padding: 4px;"><embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" base="." flashvars="" height="288" src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:vh1.com:710514/cp~channelId%3D3%26id%3D1674222%26vid%3D710514%26uri%3Dmgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Avh1.com%3A710514" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="512"></embed><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 4px; padding: 4px; text-align: left;">Get More: <a href="http://www.vh1.com/shows/dyn/love_and_hip_hop_2/series.jhtml" style="color: #439cd8;" target="_blank">Love And Hip Hop</a></div></div></div></div>The Best That I Gothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14823746709721692883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574487831914580339.post-65672953081765167042011-11-15T13:29:00.000-05:002011-11-15T13:29:21.742-05:00Jim Jones Mother Video<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTjDQ1wB8xK_u9cwYrOSsQOkDgAl8QnGJh-8RNBeAcj7RFGZNke-h1r5sYuPwv5aLfufVleAu5bdxdraMx7rxHuhPqyk5TNxwNFAoC-IkvVbrYQjZsx3jn340wvjvRN7MIjDXh0TJYj9sX/s1600/jim-jones-mother.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTjDQ1wB8xK_u9cwYrOSsQOkDgAl8QnGJh-8RNBeAcj7RFGZNke-h1r5sYuPwv5aLfufVleAu5bdxdraMx7rxHuhPqyk5TNxwNFAoC-IkvVbrYQjZsx3jn340wvjvRN7MIjDXh0TJYj9sX/s400/jim-jones-mother.jpg" width="266" /></a></div>Seriously, this is when it's time to say "Mom mind your business!". There is a total lack of respect for mother and child as well as mother and girlfriend. I would be horrified if my boyfriend's mother made a rap about me. Wait let me re-track that. I will be mortified if my boyfriend's mother thought it was okay to wear daisy dukes and stilletto heels at the age of 80. This is a whole mess. View for yourself.<br />
<object height="374" width="448"><param name="movie" value="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshhX93zCt0NvZiAT52q"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshhX93zCt0NvZiAT52q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullscreen="true" width="448" height="374"></embed></object></div>The Best That I Gothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14823746709721692883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574487831914580339.post-20489511518002007802011-11-12T14:21:00.004-05:002011-11-26T11:43:27.597-05:00YOU KILLED ME WHEN YOU KILLED MY BROTHER<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGGX6pMH30g2UcPe-eGHuxdCHdan1W6CqotA-30o2CB5BDeVJ-toxQRDjJzg8kGBRHW-RvHM9E67iMp8NgW127aMPH-6zwV3vEFIkD0MbIfq1DZjybZk2ZTrPHefsXMoksXdxJJa6ogrUq/s1600/nas+and+oz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="287" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGGX6pMH30g2UcPe-eGHuxdCHdan1W6CqotA-30o2CB5BDeVJ-toxQRDjJzg8kGBRHW-RvHM9E67iMp8NgW127aMPH-6zwV3vEFIkD0MbIfq1DZjybZk2ZTrPHefsXMoksXdxJJa6ogrUq/s400/nas+and+oz.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>A few weeks ago I posted a story about the senseless murders in Philadelphia. The goal of the story was to give those who take part in senseless murders a chance to experience the aftermath of taking some one's life. It also give reasons to how a beef with one person can divide a family of ten. When someone life is taken deliberately by the hands of crime the decease isn't the one whom is left to experience the pain because he/she is dead. However, the parents, sibling(s), close friends and I could go on and on are the ones to experience the pain of it. I'm certain that you understand the point that I am making. According to the Philadelphia Police Department, we are now November 12, 2011 reached 283 murders since the last count was taken November 11,2011 at 11:59pm. That is insane and ridiculous. This is an accurate count and later in this story I will provide you with resources to keep you abreast of what's going on in our community. Two women were kind enough to share their stories of loved ones taken away due to yet another senseless murder. After reading these stories please share. <br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg85GprjFcqyKfJXte0f8du1M0uOwNywNfMDHLBJgUJH8vVyaIkzMYPCDqkG5IN6inplhlObZgFomvKZia_tFLrOgdvGlVXSEzJePIWePwHpRUGrma2iNo6DPwrHa4xny8MaPGORX_zvdL/s1600/oz+kitty+baby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="293" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg85GprjFcqyKfJXte0f8du1M0uOwNywNfMDHLBJgUJH8vVyaIkzMYPCDqkG5IN6inplhlObZgFomvKZia_tFLrOgdvGlVXSEzJePIWePwHpRUGrma2iNo6DPwrHa4xny8MaPGORX_zvdL/s320/oz+kitty+baby.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Shirley Hooks a.k.a."Kitty" (Girlfriend/ Mother of Son)<br />
Victim: Azizuddin Uqdah <br />
Age: 26yrs Old.<br />
OR: What was your relation to the victim?<br />
SH: He was my son's father<br />
OR: Was this a result of another senseless murder in the city of Philadelphia?<br />
SH: Yes it was the result of a senseless murder. It's been 21 years and no one was ever convicted. The case remains unsolved.<br />
OR: What were you doing the moment that you received the news?<br />
SH: I was at the hospital when the doctor told us he didn't make it after the surgery bullet hit his heart<br />
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OR: If you had to use one word to describe how you felt at that very moment, What word would it be?<br />
SH: Devastated<br />
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OR: At what age did he die and how old was your son?<br />
SH: He was 26yrs old and our son was 2yrs old.<br />
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OR: Did the passing of his father affect him emotionally when he was old enough to understand? If so, how?<br />
SH: He has no memory of his father. However, I tell him about his father, including the good and the bad.<br />
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OR: Was the person(s) ever convicted for his murder?<br />
SH: No one was ever convicted of the crime.<br />
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OR: If you were granted the opportunity to share your feelings with those responsible for his untimely demise, What will be your final words to them?<br />
SH: Why?<br />
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OR: What do you miss most of him? Describe his personality and the effect his death had on you as a companion and child mother?<br />
SH: Although he was into the streets, he was not a violent person he would have helped anyone not hurt them. It was very hard for me raising my son because he always asked where his dad was. I did it though. My son is a college graduate and lives in California. He has a good relationship with his father's family and we are very tight. I went through a personal growth myself. I had to get a job. I later bought myself a home because we were left with no money. There was no insurance policy and the lifestyle that I was accustomed to had to be scaled down. All of his friends turned their backs on us. I had to do what a mother has to do. I also had a daughter. We prevailed and I struggled for awhile. I sold my jewelry to pay bills until I found stable employment. <br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>I miss him. We had our Ups and downs. But, he loved me I have never met a man that was so giving of himself to everyone. I always felt bad because my son never had a chance to get to know his father or how wonderful he was. I tell my son about his dad every chance I get. He's so much like his father that it scares me at times. I thank God for the six years of my life that I was allowed to share with him. I was left with a piece of him that serves as a reminder of our love and time together, our son. For all the mothers out here whom don't allow the fathers to see their children, think about it. Children need a father. Drug dealers be mindful of the life you live because your children will be affected.<br />
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Victim: Nasir Ali Mateen Oakley (Nas)<br />
OR: Who was Nasir? Describe Nasir's character?<br />
TG: Highly intelligent, charismatic, funny, and a natural born Leader, are just a few adjectives to describe the man my brother became. Nasir was my protector! But on the streets he hid behind a tough persona.<br />
OR: What happened to Nasir?<br />
TG: Nas, was killed by a family friend April 25, 2004. Although many stories have circulated throughout our neighborhood, only Nasir and Derrick Harper aka Howie knows what happened between the two of them. Therefore, I can only share with you what my brother told me the evening before he was killed. <br />
Reflecting back, I’m not sure what was going on throughout the week. My mother told Nasir not to visit her home in Logan. Sunday, April 24, 2004 around 8:30 pm my brother Nasir came to my mother’s home when she was at church. I asked my brother what he was doing in Logan. He said, “I’m going out tonight and I can come down here if I want to!” I asked Nas why our mother didn't want him in Logan, and this is what he said “Howie, had taken a gun that belonged to me from a mutual friend, he wouldn’t give me my gun back so I took his red coat and his stuff!” We talked for a little while longer, said our goodbyes, and Nas left. Sometime in the early hours in the morning my mother received a phone call that Nasir had been shot and he was rushed to Einstein Hospital. I’m not sure how or who took us to the hospital. I just remember waiting in a room with family members and friends while Nasir was in the operating room.<br />
OR: What was your reaction that very moment that you received the news about your brother's passing?<br />
TG: The very moment I received the news of Nas passing seemed so unreal. It was as if I was dreaming! The Doctor’s told us we could see him, but we couldn’t touch him. Me, my mom, and my cousin Tammy went into the operating room. Nas looked so peaceful, just like he was asleep. My cousin Tammy was crying hysterically. My mom wanted to touch my brother, but the Doctor’s said no! Up until that point I think I was in shock. I remember crying and pleading with the Doctor’s. I remember saying “That’s her son! Her son! She had him! Why can’t she touch him?<br />
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OR: What were your feelings for the person that took life from your brother at that time?<br />
TG: At the time of Nas death, I was so angry with Howie. I felt so betrayed because our families grew up together. My Uncle made sure to take care of him in prison. I helped my mom prepare food for his family when his mom passed away. Howie and his brothers even referred to my mother as mom! Disbelief, I never would have imaged that someone so close would have taken this route.<br />
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OR: What are your feelings of them now?<br />
TG: Nowadays, I’m more so content with my brother’s death. I forgive Howie and I dare not harden my heart towards him. Although, I do not condone Howie’s actions, I know it’s the way of the “Streets". You will either end up in jail or six feet deep. So there’s no point in stressing over something that I cannot change. I’ll never forget my brother and I doubt that Howie will either. Hopefully, Nas memory is constantly playing back in Howie’s mind, just as it plays back in mine. I feel Nasir’s memory alone is enough to disturb his sleep at night.<br />
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OR: Was the case ever solved? If so, do you think the outcome was decided against fairly?<br />
TG: My family was told that there were a lot of people at the scene when my brother was killed. Unfortunately, no one would come forth with a statement. Therefore, Howie was never charged with my brother’s death.<br />
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OR: What advice or support do you have for that sister you don't know who has or is sharing the same drastic loss of her brother to assist in healing?<br />
TR: For family members who are also experiencing the same drastic loss of a love one, I salute you! Coping with the loss of my brother has been very challenging at times. Although it has been 7 years, I still have some good and bad days when a thought of Nas enters my mind. However, I try not to dwell so much on the negative aspects, I tend to think about the happy times we shared together. This may seem a little strange to some people but our family still celebrates Nas birthday with memorials each year. During those times our family and friends have shirts made, throw a big BBQ, and release balloons at Broad & Loudon. That is the location where my brother was shot. These are just some of the things that we do to help us in our healing process. <br />
Nasir may be Gone, but he’ll never be Forgotten!!<br />
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I would like to take the time to thank everyone that participated in any project that I asked for your assistance on. Some of the things that I request for people to share be very personal and it sometimes take people to a place in their mind that they hate to revisit. The goal of this article is to give people a look inside the heart of those whom loved ones were taken unwillingly. I love you all and forever will I be grateful to each and everyone of you that is reading this now. Be Blessed....<br />
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</div>The Best That I Gothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14823746709721692883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574487831914580339.post-54261320124034716982011-10-16T13:42:00.002-04:002011-10-16T13:47:30.242-04:00Senseless Murders<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYIzRhi4Stj1KSKRUq-f-Uy4PPQaoch_t4XkLpkX1o0rQG5KmZYIzTREKzcXIb4jI4zMEN8IiwdKkAnjUOTKMws6V-MmBA8hBfl3wTHhvL-9IOaeOhTgvkApestw5FvuHO804mKXYBLbhK/s1600/sensless+murders.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="92" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYIzRhi4Stj1KSKRUq-f-Uy4PPQaoch_t4XkLpkX1o0rQG5KmZYIzTREKzcXIb4jI4zMEN8IiwdKkAnjUOTKMws6V-MmBA8hBfl3wTHhvL-9IOaeOhTgvkApestw5FvuHO804mKXYBLbhK/s400/sensless+murders.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>I am currently working on two articles. One article is regarding the victims survivors of those that were murdered in the streets of Philadelphia. The goal of this project is to give those who commit or are contemplating committing a crime, the end results of senseless murders. I want the emotions of siblings, children, mother/father, girlfriend/boyfriend, best friend, etc. of those who are affected by these murders. Hopefully, this will make a difference with our sometimes careless choices we make in life. It is time to make these politicians such as senators, governors, mayors, and state representatives prove that they deserve to be in the positions they are currently in or are requesting votes to be elected. Make them earn it. They need to not only give answers but assure us that our crime rate will go down, that our murder rate will go down, that they are all for re-building the city of Philadelphia in a positive manner. This is important. If you have or know someone that experienced a loss in a result of violence in Philadelphia or anywhere else for that matter please share. Share how you felt when you got the call that your loved one was hurt, that your loved one was left for dead, etc. A solution can't be given if we DO NOT address the problem. Please contact me at <a href="mailto:rasheemakearney@yahoo.com">rasheemakearney@yahoo.com</a> . The questions are brief and can be sent to you via email. Thank you all for your constant support.</div>The Best That I Gothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14823746709721692883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574487831914580339.post-38013284348598662452011-09-25T11:52:00.014-04:002011-10-02T12:23:50.902-04:00With Eyes From Both Sides<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY3TH61ybas1hY3X7SF2HfvU4eZGUqS7j6jigP7ax6AXJ8oFDPi0CNYpvf-SZdecpxIrA0Aez7oLmhyphenhyphen32BZ6Tu4VPrXiCwkH8rQx9iB2LiufgdI_VUvptWtDK8LgrB_LEv8V9lFiptcJB0/s1600/Thelma+Wright.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY3TH61ybas1hY3X7SF2HfvU4eZGUqS7j6jigP7ax6AXJ8oFDPi0CNYpvf-SZdecpxIrA0Aez7oLmhyphenhyphen32BZ6Tu4VPrXiCwkH8rQx9iB2LiufgdI_VUvptWtDK8LgrB_LEv8V9lFiptcJB0/s640/Thelma+Wright.jpg" width="467" /></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">I recently was granted the opportunity to do an interview with Author and Widow Thelma Wright. For those of you who aren't familiar with her story I will briefly update you. Thelma Wright is the widow of deceased Black Mafia member, Jackie Wright. She has written a book named, "With Eyes From Both Sides". The book is about her life with and without her husband. She gives descriptive details of life in and out of the game. After her husband was murdered, she continued on with his business. She handled her business with a different approach and surpassed many men in the game. She shortly was labeled a Queen Pin by many. Thelma has a message that is delivered classy but fierce. This book is definitely something that should be shared with both young females and males. </span></span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFB2mcCIGDsyQXSVWN0aoWYLz0QIyXurHBx-ajSzCrWoh5I1PC5rh2xfxjIgHRy5j8DIendeda3miCLOgvumaDsu4L8gw_wm8RaME6QYv1tp9DOEVQagMRKZRpj_NixLZSsKaap4T5mebm/s1600/jackie+wright+and+thelma+wright.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFB2mcCIGDsyQXSVWN0aoWYLz0QIyXurHBx-ajSzCrWoh5I1PC5rh2xfxjIgHRy5j8DIendeda3miCLOgvumaDsu4L8gw_wm8RaME6QYv1tp9DOEVQagMRKZRpj_NixLZSsKaap4T5mebm/s640/jackie+wright+and+thelma+wright.jpg" width="382" /></a></div><span style="font-family: inherit;">OR: First of all, after reading "With Eyes From Both Sides" I have to ask what inspired you to write the book? </span><br />
<div class="msg-body inner undoreset" id="yui_3_2_0_1_131691746512284"><div id="yiv1912587683"><div id="yui_3_2_0_1_131691746512283" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: times new roman, new york, times, serif; font-size: 14pt;"><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">TW: For many years I felt this was a story that needed to be told. There were questions regarding my relationship with my husband and his untimely death. I wanted to set the record straight, in addition I wanted people to know the consequences of getting involved in the game. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">OR:You mentioned real names and actual events that took place. At anytime, did you feel like your life was or will be in danger?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">TW: No, not all the names were correct. I didn't feel I would be in danger because this was my story about my life. Those were just some of the events that took place during that time.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">OR:From reading your book I think that it's fair to say that you come from a normal upbringing. Meaning, a two parent household and loving family. What attracted you to your first love, Maleek? </span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">TW:Maleek was a guy that came along when I was very young and naive. He had money and exposed me to some of the finer things in life. But, in reality there was no real love.</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">OR:In a lot of books, readers find themselves infatuated with certain characters. For me and many other readers that character would be Jackie Wright. He seemed smooth and charismatic. Was this what attracted you to him? </span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">TW: Absolutely, very charming, handsome, easy to talk to, we had a lot in common. More importantly, a real man.</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">OR: Before you two were married you mentioned that he shot you in the leg. Although, many women will voice their opinion of why staying with him wasn't a wise decision. We both know being a woman first and in love second that many would have stayed in the relationship as well. Were you ridiculed and judged for your decision? If so, how did you feel? </span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">TW: No, I wasn't....at least not to my face.</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">OR: After you and Jackie were married with a beautiful child it seemed like things took turns for the worst. Meaning the murders, adultery, and his drug use. How did you hold it together and weather the storm?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">TW: That time was difficult for me. There were times I wanted to leave him, I wanted my son to have a life with his father so I was often torn between what was right from wrong. I loved Jackie very much but I didn't want that life for my son. When Jackie decided to send us away, I felt that was God's way of opening the door for us and I promised to never return at least not to that life the way things were.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">OR: The saddest part of the book was when your son realized that his Father wasn't coming back. Even at this very moment I'm teary-eyed. I can only imagine the pain you felt. I couldn't imagine having to tell my son that his father was killed and he will never see him again. Was it hard to open up and share that tad bit with your readers? If so, why?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">TW: Yes that was one of the most difficult times for me while doing the book. I cried all over again as if it had just happened. A mother never wants her child to hurt in anyway, and that day I felt his pain deep inside of me.</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">OR: After your husband died, you continued on with his business. You maintained the business relationship of his supplier and players in the game. You were young, smart and beautiful. What made you want to be involved in the game at that level? Is it something that you grew accustomed to? Is it a possibility that you were more so addicted to the lifestyle?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">TW: Prior to my husband's associate asking me to help them continue to go on after his death, I never thought about stepping into his shoes. I was accustomed to living a good lifestyle but my whole objective was to make as much money as possible to provide for my son in the future. We always believe that things will be different when we do them but that was not the case. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">OR: Going towards the end of the book you mentioned a new love, "AJ". I think everybody fell in love with that character. AJ seemed to be doing it big time. I'm certain that by you being a woman of a <var id="yiv1912587683yui-ie-cursor"></var>certain status men can feel somewhat intimidated. At any point in your relationship with not only AJ but others as well did your status intimidate those you were dating? </span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">TW: Well with "AJ" we are good. We understand one another, we have a lot in common. We don't allow our ego's to get in the way. We compliment one another. We are secure within our own right. With other men, I can admit yes there was intimidation on their part because I guess they were not secure within themselves. </span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">OR: We have so many young women out here that is searching for their own Jackie Wright. There are so many young girls that are blinded by material things. They're so blinded that they don't realize the things that come along with it. What advise do you have for these sisters and the parents that are raising them?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">TW</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Parents support your Daughters make them understand that when their is no one else they can trust and count on you. Attempt to understand and be their for them and most importantly, Love them unconditionally!</span><br />
As I stated many times in previous post, by no means do I glorify illegal activities in any form, shape or fashion. However, I glorify those whom are willing to share their testimonies to help someone else. Your testimony is useless if you don't share it. Nobody learns from a story untold. Be blessed and make it a priority to purchase this book. You can read more about Thelma Wright and purchase the book with a preview at <a href="http://thelmabwright.com./">http://thelmabwright.com.</a> Thank you all for your constant support. Peace to all.......</div></div></div></div></div>The Best That I Gothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14823746709721692883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574487831914580339.post-57886932399949073242011-08-06T21:21:00.040-04:002011-08-07T12:23:41.201-04:00The Price You Pay For Being A Ride or Die Chic<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I write a lot of blogs about a lot of different things. I mainly try to cater to all audiences. I write a lot about the gangsters of 1970's to the 1990's era. But, I never fill you guys in on the females in these men lives. For instance, I never tell you what happens to the women or how they lives have changed if they did change. Well, I'm going to share a few stories now for you. <br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvMz7Ny0K0mndj1rC1Z7A9zvKqWcgHMCk7Lezt1Z3Ykzsn0sE4LoeX2vYrDTNwoNsjoAGfzVF1Yn5FLHudNwV2ld6d2fBq7wDQliNpVNs-SQ5HXAZy5Moi1xP9yI_EYYIrwp8lfceE3m2I/s1600/bumpywife.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="296" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvMz7Ny0K0mndj1rC1Z7A9zvKqWcgHMCk7Lezt1Z3Ykzsn0sE4LoeX2vYrDTNwoNsjoAGfzVF1Yn5FLHudNwV2ld6d2fBq7wDQliNpVNs-SQ5HXAZy5Moi1xP9yI_EYYIrwp8lfceE3m2I/s400/bumpywife.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Everyone is familiar with the story of Bumpy Johnson. If you seen Hoodlum you seen Lawrence Fishbourne portray the role of Bumpy Johnson. The movie takes place in Harlem and allegedly based on the life of Ellswood "Bumpy" Johnson. <br />
Bumpy Johnson was born October 31,1905 in Charleston, SC. He was given the nickname Bumpy because of a big bump on the back of his head. At the age of 10 his older brother, Willie was accused of killing a white man. Afraid that he would be lynched their parents mortgaged their home and sent Wille up North to live with relatives. Not long after, Bumpy was sent North as well because of his temper and intolerance of white people. He stayed with his older sister, Mabel in Harlem, New York. <br />
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</div>This is where the legendary, Bumpy Johnson earned the title as a Harlem legend. He was friends with many Harlem luminaries such as, Bojangles, Billie Holiday, and Sugar Ray Robinson. Also, it's rumored that he had a brief fling with Lena Horne. But, even the beautiful Lena Horne couldn't take the spot in his heart for 34-year-old Mayme Hatcher. In 1948 he met Mayme Hatcher at Frasier's Restaurant on Seventh Avenue in Harlem. The couple married married six months later. Bumpy died of heart failure on Sunday, July 7, 1968 at age 62. Many years later documentaries came out about another Harlem gangster named, Frank Lucas. Frank Lucas speaks of great praises of how Bumpy Johnson was more than a mentor to him. In fact, he said numerous times that Bumpy Johnson was like a father to him. He even says that Bumpy died in his arms. But, Bumpy Johnson's widow, Mayme tells a different story. She accuses Frank of being a liar and even wrote a book about her deceased husband named, "Harlem Godfather: The Rap on My Husband, Ellsworth "Bumpy" <br />
Johnson," Where is Mayme now? Sadly, after moving to Philadelphia in 2003 she died of respiratory failure. She was 94 years old. Check out interview below of Mayme Hatcher Johnson, the widow of Bumpy Johnson......<br />
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Although, this next person isn't dead he still has a wife that was left chasing a dream. Frank Lucas was born September 9, 1930 in La Grange, North Carolina. He grew up in Greensboro, NC. He barely had any formal education when he moved to Harlem, NY. He was a constructor of an international drug empire that spanned from New York to Southeast Asia. Of course, this led to power. He was street rich. This brought on popularity and respect. <br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV1j7zZPo3pOapQyrsd6eMJ_EJ1phxumbf_tJ6yt66FYFGU1BypcVvIg-SbSjcJRWXjUKVr1Dx9jIr4WuVLRLfXT3_5PXCHi-WDTSQMMXZa2t9LiMKoC5KSC1eqE_KzAJ6mNcu4vQsB-5c/s1600/frank+lucas+and+his+wife.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="154" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV1j7zZPo3pOapQyrsd6eMJ_EJ1phxumbf_tJ6yt66FYFGU1BypcVvIg-SbSjcJRWXjUKVr1Dx9jIr4WuVLRLfXT3_5PXCHi-WDTSQMMXZa2t9LiMKoC5KSC1eqE_KzAJ6mNcu4vQsB-5c/s320/frank+lucas+and+his+wife.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>It also brought abroad Frank's wife, Julianna Farrait. In 2007, Denzel Washington portrayed the role of Frank Lucas in a movie about Frank's life named, "American Gangster". His wife, Julianna was portrayed by actress, Lymari Nadal. In a 2008 interview Julianna admits to always being attracted to danger. She met Frank Lucas shortly after leaving Puerto Rico in 1969. Allegedly, she knew nothing about Frank's drug dealing until a year after they were dating. She claims that she left him once after fighting over his dealings with drugs. She was fascinated with the exotic trips, expensive jewelry, and fancy cars. Well, apparently Julianna was spoiled from her life with Frank and decided that she wouldn't give it up under any circumstances. <br />
Julianna Farrait was arrested after officials said she tried to sell 2 kilograms of cocaine at a hotel in Puerto Rico. Julianna Farrait, 70, appeared in court last year and did not say anything except to request that the judge speak to her in Spanish. She was charged with conspiracy to violate the narcotics law. In a recorded conversation on May 11, Farrait allegedly told an informant she had two kilograms of cocaine in Puerto Rico and that another suspect had an additional eight kilograms for buyers, according to the complaint. On May 19, Farrait allegedly met with an informant at a hotel room in the Isla Verde and unveiled the drugs. Agents with the Drug Enforcement Administration then entered the room and arrested her, the complaint stated. Federal agents in New York had been following Farrait since February 2009 with help from an informant, according to the complaint. I guess stupidity doesn't have an age requirement.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUQHFuaKqY3jD3Y_N4tLA3x8NuEC65nyukvbdxXq-1RKT-hK196WszMqjclCspu2pYvX7ZTM9We5jfYBfNZRDI9WIznH1oAut4DPkRTGVRvVNUV6By_XQu6YL_RJZ_TQx9miQlUIgVeDse/s1600/2007_mr_untouchable_002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUQHFuaKqY3jD3Y_N4tLA3x8NuEC65nyukvbdxXq-1RKT-hK196WszMqjclCspu2pYvX7ZTM9We5jfYBfNZRDI9WIznH1oAut4DPkRTGVRvVNUV6By_XQu6YL_RJZ_TQx9miQlUIgVeDse/s320/2007_mr_untouchable_002.jpg" width="221" /></a></div>A lot of you have followed the story of Harlem's Drug Kingpin, Nicky Barnes. For those who don't know who he is, I'll give you a brief description. Nicky Barnes is an ex-heroin addict who kicked his habit after being incarcerated only to become one of the world's biggest heroin dealers. He ran with a tight crew and fancied the bedroom of many ladies. Of course, all good things benefited from evil comes to an end. He was arrested and sentenced to life in prison. Instead of doing his time he decided to rat (snitch) on his friends. He stated that the only reason he snitched is because his crew went against the rules that they had set for themselves as a group. His wife was accused of carrying on an affair with a member of his crew. Fair to say that his time was cut short and he was placed in a witness protection program. Well, this story doesn't just end with two women left behind in wicked situations. <span style="color: #eeeeee;">Nicky Barnes reveals in his book, “Mr. Untouchable.” Despite being in prison, former drug lord Nicky Barnes was involved with two very attractive black women, Tee and Shamecca. Barnes had one of his associates on the outside buy Shamecca a BMW and Tee found out about it. </span><br />
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<div class="style5"><span style="color: #eeeeee;">Tee got a glimpse of Shamecca in a Harlem restaurant. She parked her car, stormed in the restaurant and gave Shamecca a beatdown. After they were separated, Shamecca left the restaurant, got into her car and drove off. Out of nowhere, Tee rammed her BMW, a full-on collision. The women got out of their cars and began fighting again. Bystanders had to break them up.</span></div><div class="style5"><span style="color: #eeeeee;">A few weeks later, Tee visited Barnes in jail and told him, “Your little bitch Shamecca was out with your protégé Guy Fischer, center photo above, at a basketball game. They were kissing and she was rubbing her fingers though his hair.” Barnes thought Tee was trying to start trouble because she was jealous until a week later, when a friend confirmed the same thing. Barnes also found out that Guy was hogging all the money from the other guys and had bought two Mercedes Benz’s, a Rolls Royce and a Lear Jet to take weekend shopping excursions to Paris.</span></div><div class="style5"><span style="color: #eeeeee;">To make matters worse, he found out that Tee was now messing around with a guy named Tito and this man had moved into the penthouse Barnes had bought Tee, Barnes was infuriated. </span></div><div class="style5"><span style="color: #eeeeee;">During this time, the DEA sent Barnes a manila folder. He opened the envelope and saw photos of Guy eating with Shamecca, kissing her and holding on to her at a basketball game. The envelope also contained the following information: In 1977, during Nicky and Guy’s Federal trial, although Nicky was locked up because his bail had been revoked, Guy was out on bail and Nicky instructed him to find out which juror had financial problems and offer that person $100,000 to rule in their favor. He learned that Guy found a juror, paid her off and instructed her to get him off, only. Barnes was furious and vowed to bring Guy Fisher down!</span></div><div class="style5"><span style="color: #eeeeee;">This was the moment that Barnes decided to snitch on his entire organization. He also planned to get back at Tee and Shamecca for cheating on him.</span></div><div class="style5"><span style="color: #eeeeee;">Due to Barnes’ information, everyone in the organization received indictments, including Tee and Shamecca. </span></div><div class="style5"><span style="color: #eeeeee;">Shamecca was out on $50,000 bail and was sitting at the Monarch Tavern in Washington</span> <span style="color: #eeeeee;">Heights when a guy came from behind in a white ski mask, shooting her in the neck and the back of the head with a .45, killing her. Witnesses thought it was a black man who wore a white mask. Barnes says, they were right, although I did not order this hit, my nephew Mellon carried out this job. He got so entrenched with the Italian mafia and Shamecca knew a few secrets about his operation, he didn’t want her to rat on him or his Italian friends. When an Italian supplier told him, if he carried out the hit, Gotti and the Brooklyn crew would be endeared to him. Mellon jumped at the chance to impress Gotti.</span></div><div class="style5"><span style="color: #eeeeee;">Around this time, Barnes’ learned that Guy Fisher (the new kingpin) and the organization, known as ‘The Council,’ had put out an $8 million dollar contract on his life and his children’s life. Guy allegedly wanted Barnes’ entire family taken out.</span></div><div class="style5"><span style="color: #eeeeee;">Meanwhile, Tee pled guilty to running a heroin ring and got a 10-year sentence. She also turned over $10 million dollars of Barnes’ money to the Feds. Barnes’ wondered, where was the rest of the money? The money he left in hundreds of safe deposit boxes all over the world. He figured, Tee probably got greedy and kept that money for herself.</span></div><div class="style5"><span style="color: #eeeeee;">The Feds also told Tee that they would reduce her sentence if she testified against John Gotti, she declined, she was too scared and she remembered what happened to Shamecca.</span></div><div class="style5"><br />
</div><div class="style5"><span style="color: black;">Well, as always it's been a pleasure. I want to send out a big thank you for those who consistently support my blog. You are the greatest. May God comfort all of you and bless you abundantly...Peace..</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="style5"><br />
</div></div>The Best That I Gothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14823746709721692883noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574487831914580339.post-25903409638246503542011-07-24T13:45:00.001-04:002011-07-24T13:47:46.144-04:00Celebrities Dead Before 35<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPYuktApQMqQGptoD06oJMoldTbfjeP_QypCEieiDeQVBxXFZRQVAc-5A48kLzh1INmQDgyxD6HaTGUTp4L17FxU7bjP08cjPKW14s7fOlxxKi9WFPyowdwM_aXGHRiV_N1FgXslD8Hfcw/s1600/cemetery+and+celeb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="263" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPYuktApQMqQGptoD06oJMoldTbfjeP_QypCEieiDeQVBxXFZRQVAc-5A48kLzh1INmQDgyxD6HaTGUTp4L17FxU7bjP08cjPKW14s7fOlxxKi9WFPyowdwM_aXGHRiV_N1FgXslD8Hfcw/s400/cemetery+and+celeb.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Sadly, songstress Amy Winehouse was found dead at the age of 27 in her home. Details or cause of her death is unknown as of now. However, there are many speculations that is circulating through the tabloids and the Internet. We all are quite familiar with Amy's longtime drug and alcohol abuse. But, that doesn't justify or consolidate any reasons for her to be dead at such an early age. At the age of 27, some of our lives are just beginning. Again, I am uncertain of details surrounding the cause of her death but, the life of Stardom seems so dark and empty. If you pay attention to certain celebrity photos you can notice the dark and emptiness in their eyes. Some seem empty. Before, deviating from the topic. I have listed a few celebrities including athletes that died young because of drugs. Again, this doesn't mean that I'm saying that drugs are the cause of Amy Whinehouse death.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwxyzAvNndNLlnQgt638UTVEOY_XBgDZ8yLYR5I6Cr2odMlj8Qhyphenhyphenxh1k6E0Vk9kDhWlQt4XnZGwNcTFY7grwEu__k2oIPHjTQqEnYVwsrh84fQcaKCx584CS2AXqV3SQSVeX9eHeXwgnDC/s1600/2+legends+and+a+court.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwxyzAvNndNLlnQgt638UTVEOY_XBgDZ8yLYR5I6Cr2odMlj8Qhyphenhyphenxh1k6E0Vk9kDhWlQt4XnZGwNcTFY7grwEu__k2oIPHjTQqEnYVwsrh84fQcaKCx584CS2AXqV3SQSVeX9eHeXwgnDC/s400/2+legends+and+a+court.jpg" width="312" /></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;">After recording on the evening of the 3rd, Janis Joplin and band member, Ken Pearson had a couple of drinks at Barney's Beanery. Just after midnight, they drove back to the hotel at 7047 Franklin. Inside room 105, she shot up her last fix of heroin. She returned to the hotel lobby to get change for a five dollar bill, for cigarettes. She chatted casually with the hotel clerk, who later said she seemed perfectly natural (and he didn't know who she was). When she returned to her room, she collapsed beside the bed, almost breaking her nose. She was wedged against a bedside table, with a cigarette in her hand.<span style="font-size: small;"> </span> One of her band members, became alarmed when she didn't show up for the recording session the next morning, and after unsuccessfully trying to reach her by telephone, he went to the hotel, broke down the door and found her dead. She was 27 years old.</span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGVcwcf6gh7ZyvZkKYlIn7gCF7aAAQvO29pBQn8nX12RCbQi-8ADf-d9NKYo4Uh2MjVBKtbqlUocpQnXfcOTuP6vlHwCEKDaGRMNs9f9RcwAQHE9ZQUI2XIH_bP6h9LpnonOvAJGkrwWt7/s1600/Joplin%252520DC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="366" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGVcwcf6gh7ZyvZkKYlIn7gCF7aAAQvO29pBQn8nX12RCbQi-8ADf-d9NKYo4Uh2MjVBKtbqlUocpQnXfcOTuP6vlHwCEKDaGRMNs9f9RcwAQHE9ZQUI2XIH_bP6h9LpnonOvAJGkrwWt7/s400/Joplin%252520DC.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;">Nancy Spungen was born In Philadelphia in 1958. A disturbed child, in later years was described as, "unbelievably thick-skinned" and one person recalled, "one of the most unlikable people I've met. Everybody could see through her - except Sid." She was already a junkie and working as a prostitute in London when she and Sid met at a party in 1977. According to some, it was Nancy that got him hooked on hard drugs. Sid and Nancy became inseparable, but a burden to the rest of the band. Think John Lennon and Yoko Ono.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: medium;">Sid and Nancy had a colorful visit with Nancy's parents for a few days. Before they moved on, Nancy announced to her mother "I'm going to die very soon. Before my 21st birthday. I won't live to be 21. I'm never going to be old. I don't ever want to be ugly and old. I'm an old lady now anyhow. I'm 80. There’s nothing left. I've already lived a whole lifetime. I'm going out. In a blaze of glory." </span><br />
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He said he had no recollection of what happened to her.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Later he said she hit him and he hit her on the top of the head and knocked her onto the bed. "I stabbed her but I didn't mean to kill her. I loved her, but she treated me like shit."</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">He also said she must have fallen on the knife and that she must have dragged herself into the bathroom. As you do.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Sid was charged with second degree murder the same day and was taken to Rikers Island. He was back on the streets a week later when some mega-lenient judge saw it fit to grant him $50,000 bail. On his release, Sid and his mother checked into the Seville Hotel and it was here on October 22nd 1978, Sid made his first suicide attempt</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size: medium;">He was rushed to the psychiatric ward of the Bellevue hospital, detoxed and again released by the judge, pending an evaluation. There was also the condition that he report to the police everyday <i>and</i> attend the methadone clinic.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size: medium;">Back in London - Malcolm McClaren printed up shirts with Sid's image holding a knife, and the slogan, "She's Dead, I'm Yours."<br />
After being released from Rikers a second time (awesome!) where he had been put for fighting with Patti Smith's brother Todd at ‘Hurrah’s’ music club (on 62nd and Broadway), he hooked up with an unemployed actress named Michelle Robinson. She was hot to land that catch. Oh, Sid's mom came to New York as well, to help out with Sid's legal issues... and wreak havoc.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Celebrating Sid's release, they held a party in Michelle's flat. Sid wore an I Love New York t-shirt and jeans. He ate spaghetti bolognese. Around midnight he shot up heroin. He had been clean for a week, and it hit him hard. He collapsed and his lips and face were blue. They wrapped a blanket around him, and he came around. Mum said, "you gave us a fright!" Sid got up to puke, but ended up not being able to. </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size: medium;">Having recovered, he conversed with Michelle and his Mum for roughly two hours, and retired to bed. Mum slept on the sofa. Michelle and the love of her life, were in bed. He had no more drugs, and no alcohol.<br />
Mum woke around 8am to make herself a cuppa. She peeked in and saw Sid and Michelle sleeping, and heard Sid cough, and went back to snoozing. She woke again at noon and entered the bedroom to kiss Sid on the forehead. He was dead. In his sleep, nude, face up, in an apartment.<br />
There is a common report that Sid's mum "ordered in" the heroin herself, like a good mum would, to save Sid from having to score it on his own. However, according to the police report, the heroin was obtained by "a friend."</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size: medium;">There is another report that Sid asked Michelle to shoot him up with heroin, as he had the shakes. She left the room, told Mrs. Vicious - who then entered the room and shot him up. Thanks MUM!</span><span style="font-size: medium;"><br />
In her own words:<br />
Simon had a rose pink aura around his whole body. I said , 'Jesus, son that must have been a good hit.' He was elated, quietly so. Elated on the inside, coming out, creating the aura."</span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLwJqIwQtvY3E05tG1Z46rQiEq0FMyOOBRPofGynD3LoVDiBE9UK-Zr6vhL4t28AzJroUjCYQ-AJIJCZgX_J_YYR5yFjJIWON3u2L69Qb5kmMVoUvx6rm6BtJKj6YZ3elHGfoYDCq7kItV/s1600/Sid%252520Vicious%252520Suicide%252520Note.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLwJqIwQtvY3E05tG1Z46rQiEq0FMyOOBRPofGynD3LoVDiBE9UK-Zr6vhL4t28AzJroUjCYQ-AJIJCZgX_J_YYR5yFjJIWON3u2L69Qb5kmMVoUvx6rm6BtJKj6YZ3elHGfoYDCq7kItV/s400/Sid%252520Vicious%252520Suicide%252520Note.jpg" width="285" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">Mum wasn’t able to comply 100% with Sid’s wishes, his having been already incinerated. The Spungen family said <b>HELL NO,</b> and refused to tell her where Nancy was buried. According to legend, she found out anyway. She waited till dark, then scrambled over the wall of the cemetery and dumped Sid on top of Nancy's grave.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKT876kNwpkHzRWIyw-D46gNWesFzPE1EprXab-RWHOjWwVKX9jw_W8KqNVicYKg7HCOl6CRRkdp36JVp4nKkLIXnbuHy8oMGDqMfuN0fIQ4DjzelHTyGOE7KVae140Z7l5CZ0YmmNZmew/s1600/NewsWeekCover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKT876kNwpkHzRWIyw-D46gNWesFzPE1EprXab-RWHOjWwVKX9jw_W8KqNVicYKg7HCOl6CRRkdp36JVp4nKkLIXnbuHy8oMGDqMfuN0fIQ4DjzelHTyGOE7KVae140Z7l5CZ0YmmNZmew/s400/NewsWeekCover.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Kurt Cobain and his wife Courtney Love, moved into a house located in Seattle, Washington. Shortly after they moved in, Love and Cobain had an argument, and Kurt locked himself in a room. Love feared that Kurt was going to do it (kill himself) then, and called the police. They came, and confiscated three handguns, a semiautomatic rifle, and 25 boxes of ammunition. Allegedly, Kurt once said something about joining "The 27 Club", which is a group of famous musicians who all died at age 27 (Hendrix, Joplin, Morrison, etc...), and that he purposely committed suicide at age 27 to do so.<br />
On Friday the 8<sup>th </sup>of April 1994, at 8:40am, an electrician named Gary Smith had come to install a burglar alarm. He was told that the occupants were out of town. Upon looking in the window above the garage he discovered Kurt. Coroners estimated he'd been dead for 3 days. He was wearing jeans and a light colored T-shirt. <br />
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Some of the note read, "It's better to burn out than fade away…I haven't felt the excitement…for too many years now," "I feel guilty beyond words about these things… when we are backstage and the lights go out and the manic roar of the crowd begins, it doesn't affect me." "The fact is…I can't fool you, any of you. It simply isn't fair to you or to me… the worst crime I can think of would be to pull people off by faking it and pretending as if I were having 100% fun." He signed it, "I love you. I love you." Kurt was 27 years old when he died. He also suffered from a longtime heroin addiction.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEpQ8-h0GffM7Fb0feYALUOlPO1alEG6xl-wCrmfvJ9iWfjqO-Uxh4BAwdg6DUX1irOVRJSGzUsqjXi0jDuBO5x4_lCSbXExPKZMEnr72faM4hZFjpPRsVvs4X603wurcr3LNPoV0a4yCq/s1600/Hendrix%252520portrait.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEpQ8-h0GffM7Fb0feYALUOlPO1alEG6xl-wCrmfvJ9iWfjqO-Uxh4BAwdg6DUX1irOVRJSGzUsqjXi0jDuBO5x4_lCSbXExPKZMEnr72faM4hZFjpPRsVvs4X603wurcr3LNPoV0a4yCq/s400/Hendrix%252520portrait.jpg" width="247" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">Jimi Hendrix died at 27 years old, leaving behind only 4 completed albums. <span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><span style="color: #f3f3f3; font-size: medium;">Although he was staying in a London hotel at the time, on September 18<sup>th</sup>, 1970 Jimi was sleeping in his girlfriend Monika Danneman's flat. She left for cigarettes around 10:20, came back and saw him covered in vomit.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She could not wake him and called Jimi's good friend Eric Burdon and explains that she could not wake Jimi up, and he's covered in puke.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Eric shouted into the phone, "CALL THE FUCKING AMBULANCE!"<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Monika wasn't sure she should, because Jimi might get mad about the scandal.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Burdon repeated his order.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The ambulance attendants arrived about 20 minutes later, wrapped him up, and carried Jimi out of her flat. </span></span></div><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">"Instead of laying him down in the ambulance, they sat him in a chair and strapped him upright.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He tried to bend over so he could vomit, but one of the attendants quickly pushed his head back and strapped him in tighter.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Jimi's head lolled back as the ambulance driver took off.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The speeding ambulance pressed his body back in the chair and made it even more difficult for him to get his head down.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He felt bile and vomit near his Adam's apple.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Jimi was unable to speak.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Even if he could, the ball of vomit in his throat prevented him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The vomit massed in his vocal chords.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His lungs became congested.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His heart began to pump harder, and the right ventricle dilated.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Fluid began to seep into his lungs.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He was rushed from the ambulance into St.Mary Abbots Hospital. The doctors work on him for over an hour, to no avail."<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><span style="color: #f3f3f3; font-size: medium;">He was pronounced dead at 11:25 am.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His last meal was a tuna sandwich. He also used the drug barbiturate intoxication which contributed to choking on his own vomit.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYpD0dQAwkXQ9bUXj86VsFAodEWjgqG3WWulC8NVVYLK0YW-1ySkRrpiTY6Kk4lvijK69UQGTYJ6tcEvByZsRF9sv59Enm9hEL_LeMypYuehvAX2SP85_iLck1YwekXTC6tShb5HwORZr0/s1600/bias-flex.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYpD0dQAwkXQ9bUXj86VsFAodEWjgqG3WWulC8NVVYLK0YW-1ySkRrpiTY6Kk4lvijK69UQGTYJ6tcEvByZsRF9sv59Enm9hEL_LeMypYuehvAX2SP85_iLck1YwekXTC6tShb5HwORZr0/s400/bias-flex.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div></span><div class="MsoNormal">Len Bias led Maryland to the second round of the 1986 NCAA Tournament. During his four year career he never made it past the sweet sixteen. The 22 year old forward died of cardiac arrest caused by a cocaine overdose on June 19,1986. This was two days after being selected with the second overall pick from the Boston Celtics. </div><div align="left"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/JlPBfGYA8SE?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>This leads us up to the sadly missed Amy Winehouse. May she rest in peace. Be blessed all and thank you for your constant support...............................................</div><div align="left"><br />
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Do you remember when you were that young, green kid just off the steps? We were so intrigued with our older sisters/brothers, cousins, aunts, uncles and the older kids on the block. It was on the front steps that you developed your first crush. My first crush was on the now Rev.Run. You couldn't tell me when Sucker MC's came out that I wasn't going to marry Joseph Simmons and be known to the world as Mrs.Run. My cousin, Steve took us to the movie theater in Center City on Chestnut Street to see Krush Groove when it first came out. Matter of fact, I still look at Krush Groove religiously. I know yall remember this...........................................................................................................................................<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/8HCMuMjRhp4?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Yes I did take it there. I will never forget when I first seen the movie, Beat Street. Every boy in the high school wanted to be Lee. In fact, Lee rocked the Kangol a longtime before LL Cool J. Girls do you remember memorizing this part of the movie? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/0h41UjR5jEk?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Us girls can Boogie too. I would go off on this part. "It's working" in my Double K's voice. But, I bet you 60's babies remember this song at block parties. Or when dee jays use to challenge in the playground. Watch out Uncle Ted "Here Comes The Beat"<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/eHWaHsd8u4E?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>I'll always remember on Saturday mornings my uncle would watch White Shadows with Coach Reid, Soul Train, and Kung Fu movies. These were some of the things that I looked forward to. However, nothing can top those after school specials on Channel 12. As a matter of fact, nothing could top watching Dancing On Air during the week. In the mirror practicing the latest dance moves, checking your butt out in the mirror and pretending that Mr.Tuxedo was your boyfriend. But, looking at it now you see how Corny it really was. Check it out the black guys in the end of the video below.......................................................<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/1Em4TuFam-o?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">How many of you made it your business to be in the house for the next What Happening episode? If you was me there wasn't an episode that you missed. I think everyone loved to see Freddy Stubbs a.k.a. Rerun dance. But,everyone also loved to hate that smart mouth of Raj's little sister, Dee. You're in for a treat. I have that for you.................................................................</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/5xM9ldu3l7w?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">Dang, I sure did take you there. But, now let's go there on the crazy styles. Do you guys remember when it was mandatory for girls to wear the blue gym suits for school. The ones with the snap buttons that your mother made you wear over your opaque or cable knit tights? You barely made it to the bathroom if you held it long because it took 10 minutes in itself to just get the darn thing down. If you don't remember that I'm more than positive that you remember the Coca-Cola sweatshirt. I know some of you probably still have that shirt. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipPjWNUNw6JHAwhfTpGi_kPrTzahrIsY9jj1CKp78KBDPIqvutkQMghXn5plKbXhPSUwBBWDfqKN_1tN8CnnX2jxpQrPYft5tf4QSlfPUYea_pZTKR4KBcIpkul742NmB0pUjC_MCcmuB2/s1600/coca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipPjWNUNw6JHAwhfTpGi_kPrTzahrIsY9jj1CKp78KBDPIqvutkQMghXn5plKbXhPSUwBBWDfqKN_1tN8CnnX2jxpQrPYft5tf4QSlfPUYea_pZTKR4KBcIpkul742NmB0pUjC_MCcmuB2/s400/coca.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Ladies if that isn't enough to take you all the way back I have something that I know will. Free movie passes to lady at the computer that shouted Guess Jeans. I'll never forget may he r.i.p., Dupont got a whooping from our Principal Mrs.Cartwright for making me fall and tearing my jeans in the knee. I was devastated because these were my favorite pair. They had the zipper at the bottom and made my butt appear larger than it was. <br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwtbwqiLWDztN-_aky7OZS8IoEw098aNkyiR68vVSYQXci5dJDqaZFRv2EX_zWbgb28zzfBCV73Kn8qWpbkHHz5NXH4iwI18itokyGSpAX7d7on7g0-U-oNcczawe2UGcfZnmdjgQNYBPh/s1600/sergio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwtbwqiLWDztN-_aky7OZS8IoEw098aNkyiR68vVSYQXci5dJDqaZFRv2EX_zWbgb28zzfBCV73Kn8qWpbkHHz5NXH4iwI18itokyGSpAX7d7on7g0-U-oNcczawe2UGcfZnmdjgQNYBPh/s320/sergio.jpg" width="261" /></a></div>Don't laugh too hard ladies because there was a time when we actually wore these skirts and if you were really fly you had the shirt to match. Much props goes out to Fila for the tennis skirts.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWeF84DbLvFzBO-KnqfWcckzb_QsjV93UR4zQ1Z70PutoDJVasd5Oe3U5m8UxPXzDPEzoAJvhniJmhPqcwIUbt_Fb6DLdhcQ3YJW3_dTAJTuyD4_zutInB03mHjmAJdebQU6en9jiQ8RW6/s1600/fila+tennis+skirt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWeF84DbLvFzBO-KnqfWcckzb_QsjV93UR4zQ1Z70PutoDJVasd5Oe3U5m8UxPXzDPEzoAJvhniJmhPqcwIUbt_Fb6DLdhcQ3YJW3_dTAJTuyD4_zutInB03mHjmAJdebQU6en9jiQ8RW6/s1600/fila+tennis+skirt.jpg" /></a></div>I must say I was ecstatic when I got my first pair of Gucci Sneakers. I remember them being like two sizes too big because I had very tiny feet. But, it was like Gucci literally made you official in the hood. If you didn't own a Gucci particle you were whack and definitely needed to step your game up. I'm not talking about when City Blue started selling high top Gucci sneakers either. I'm talking about when you could only purchase them from Alantic City. Everybody I'm sure remember the Gucci era. <br />
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Today with all the fancy social network systems people hardly do regualar things anymore such as date in person or use a cellular phone for anything other than texting or internet surfing. However, there is one social network that even celebrities have become addicted to. This is Facebook. Facebook has been used to catch criminals, proven infidelity, stalking an ex-lover, and many more things. But, as addictive as it became it also became a problem in most couple relationships. In this short video you are going to see first hand what damages Facebook cause. Sit back and relax. If you drink, then you might want to grab your beverage.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/qTwwuIn9inE?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Thank you so much for all of your support. Be blessed...Peace...</div>The Best That I Gothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14823746709721692883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574487831914580339.post-76546110217571265142011-07-14T19:45:00.001-04:002011-07-14T23:19:33.768-04:00The Life of Street Ball Legends Pee Wee Kirkland and Earl "The Goat" Manigault<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFBj5tq_07JyTyfylR1g_aApneSohEKg9jQViUeqhAOzaKWu6FHIbo_BXNPXJO1gKZCYbPlEvp9znwCrdyVtbQHAlIgUVjDEwMUnOSmdCqqvVdMSjTq6PeAjlHYiHofNh38yEi_87jRWWg/s1600/2+legends+and+a+court.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFBj5tq_07JyTyfylR1g_aApneSohEKg9jQViUeqhAOzaKWu6FHIbo_BXNPXJO1gKZCYbPlEvp9znwCrdyVtbQHAlIgUVjDEwMUnOSmdCqqvVdMSjTq6PeAjlHYiHofNh38yEi_87jRWWg/s400/2+legends+and+a+court.jpg" width="381" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>This story has held my interest for so many years. Mainly because it shows how easily it is to fall victim to a life of crime. Pee Wee Kirkland is a legendary street ball player in New York. He ran with the best of them and even caught the attention of the NBA. In 1969, The Chicago Bulls even shown interest in signing him to play for them. But, a young Pee Wee Kirkland had other plans that pushed his goals and ambition to the back. At the time, Pee Wee Kirkland was attending Norfolk State College in Virgina. He was labeled the fastest man in college basketball by Sports Illustrated. Outside of school and basketball Kirkland led a very flashy lifestyle. He had the decision of a lifetime to make a decision that will change his life forever vice verse which side he chose. He could either play professional ball for the Bulls under the now former coach, Dick Motta or return to New York and become hood rich overnight. He chose New York. Sadly, in 1971 Pee Wee Kirkland was arrested on several criminal charges including tax evasion. He was convicted of conspiracy to selling narcotics and sent to The Lewisburg Federal Penitentiary. It was there that he will begin a 10 year sentence. He was released from prison in 1981. He then dedicated his life to preventing kids from being trapped in the belly of the beast. Check out below the story of Pee Wee Kirkland<br />
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Another street ball legend is Earl "The Goat" Manigault. He was said to be the king of his own generation of ballplayers. Due to a heroin addiction he never knew his incredible potential as a professional basketball player. He would bring fans to their feet during one on one competitions in New York City playgrounds. These one on one competitions would be against now professional athletes such as Connie Hawkins and Lew Alcindor whom will be later named Karim Abdul Jabbar. Still to this very day professional athletes sing praises of Earl. He openly admitted in The New York Times that he let thousands of people down. <br />
Earl was a frequent participant in the Harlem Ruckers Tournament which majority drew top level players. Meaning if you weren't good you probably didn't get to participate. His jumping abilities is what captivated a lot of people. He was a little over 6'9" and able to pick a quarter off of a backboard. He even won a sixty dollar bet from dunking backwards thirty-six times in a row. He was kicked out of school after being accused of smoking pot in the locker room. He then attended a prep school in North Carolina. As he continued to build a reputation for being an outstanding ball player in the playgrounds of Harlem, he received visits from recruiters after completing prep school. A lack of academic confidence and self-motivation led him to over look major colleges and attend John C.Smith University instead. He suffered in academics and was basically using street ball rules in college basketball and eventually less than a year he left college. He then hit rock bottom after returning home. He started using heroin and developed a $100 per day habit. Unable to keep a job, he resorted to thievery to support his habit. which included stealing mink coats from the garment district in New York. Meanwhile, his basketball skills were withering away. In the 1965 Ruckers Tournament he fell down twice because he was unable to keep his balance. By 1968, he completely stop visiting the parks that helped build his fame. He then entered many rehabilitation facilities but, was still unable to shake his habit. In 1969, he was arrested for drug possession. After serving 16 months he was granted with a try out with The Utah Stars. However, he didn't make it due to his addiction robbing him of his skills. By 1977, he was re-arrested for attempted robbery and sent back to prison for two years. Upon his release he fled to South Carolina with two of his sons and finally lived a clean and sober life. Due to congestive heart failure, Earl "The Goat" Manigault died in 1998. He will forever be a legend for many generations to follow. Check out his interview below:<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkUmo4oEu313mvmEqLEU33sXGP_meEZsDKzu5EbBWwaxVlUUqq7HA_GQX5pmn0nXIHr7tyaeDcoJDiLkstwGSUJIFvfGbEEIQf3i5bVB0OXVJBJJSig5A5AsF9EnauYmGf7nl29McWqvjw/s1600/fmathews3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkUmo4oEu313mvmEqLEU33sXGP_meEZsDKzu5EbBWwaxVlUUqq7HA_GQX5pmn0nXIHr7tyaeDcoJDiLkstwGSUJIFvfGbEEIQf3i5bVB0OXVJBJJSig5A5AsF9EnauYmGf7nl29McWqvjw/s400/fmathews3.jpg" width="368" /></a></div>Out of all the crime stories that we read and hear about on a daily basis seldom, do we witness a successful ending. Either someone is murdered, committed murder, dead, or incarcerated. Fortunately, this isn't any of the circumstances when regarding Frank Matthews. For those of you who aren't familiar with the story of Frank Matthews I'm going to give you a brief rundown. Frank Matthews was a self made millionaire in the drug trade of the 70's era. He started of in the numbers racket and his desire for more money directed him to sell drugs. After being turned by two major crime families, The Gambinos and The Bonnanos to help supply him with narcotics he joined forces with a Cuban cocaine dealer. This connection was made through Harlem's number runner, Raymond Marquez.<br />
In less that one year, Matthews became one of New York's biggest drug dealers. Matthews proclaimed the image of Robin Hood until crossed. By the early 70's, his organization was handling multi-million dollar shipments in at least 21 states. According to the Government, Matthews was controlling the cutting, packaging, and selling of heroin to every major East Coast city.<br />
As his empire grew, he was given the name of Black Ceaser. Of course, years later the movie, Black Ceasar and Hell Up In Harlem will be made emulating the life and disapperance of Frank Matthews portrayed by actor Fred Williamson.. It wasn't unusual to see Frank out in Harlem with a mink sable, leather safari suit, pipe in his mouth and a harem of beautiful, exotic women. Frank had six mistress spread across New York City in six of his apartments. He drove a fleet of Cadillacs that he paid for with cash money. During frequent trips to Las Vegas, he would lose as much as $190,000 in one gambling session. That was nothing to him. His main reason for visiting was to launder his drug money through his business contacts. <br />
Eventually, Frank moved his family to a multi-million dollar home and sent his children to private school. Paul Castellano was growing irritated with Frank's flamboyant lifestyle and didn't take to kindly to Frank moving into his neighborhood. Of course, this caused contemplations of Castellano murdering Frank. Fortunately for Frank, Castellano was murdered before his plan came into motion. <br />
Frank Matthews was the only black man affiliated with The French Connection. His net worthed was sixty million dollars. Instead of re-investing his profits into his drug business, he invested it into real estate and put additional funds into overseas money laundering havens. Authorities estimated that he deposited at least one million dollars into a special savings account. <br />
In 1972, Frank's supplier was arrested in Miami, FL. Frank was arrested a few weeks later and could possibly face 50 years in prison. <br />
On July 2, 1973, Frank Matthews was scheduled to appear in court. He never showed. He and girlfriend, Denise Brown disappeared with 20 million dollars in cash. The authorities have been looking for him since.<br />
As always I am forever grateful for your constant support by reading Only Rocky. May you blessed abundantly..Peace........The Best That I Gothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14823746709721692883noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574487831914580339.post-67600486295244375452011-07-02T15:15:00.002-04:002011-07-03T09:58:30.481-04:00Street Files<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">For the last few weeks I have been M.I.A. However, I am back and this time in full effect. I would like to continue posting out of the block. This topic should be of concern to anyone who had or has the opportunity to mentor someone that you fill is heading to a road of destruction. In this article you will find different stories provided by different sites about the consequences kids face from traveling down dark paths. Through these different young men you will see why it's so easy to succumb to a life of destruction. Something that starts off so innocent can end up being a disaster. Something so mediocre as a rap song can turn your child into a beast. Check out the story below about George "Boy George" Rivera.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhMr5blQGEwGvZwuT3gT7KaZoOPrbwcH428917JmQcsk8G4vTrP-bUM1vdk-IE_Tryn0a6YEopdc0fIvNck9YTr5RkK3jPzrqlkWnYmiqjVHcrqVsFz-pDLde85S744BNPunTkZewd15r9/s1600/bgeorge1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhMr5blQGEwGvZwuT3gT7KaZoOPrbwcH428917JmQcsk8G4vTrP-bUM1vdk-IE_Tryn0a6YEopdc0fIvNck9YTr5RkK3jPzrqlkWnYmiqjVHcrqVsFz-pDLde85S744BNPunTkZewd15r9/s400/bgeorge1.jpg" width="285" /></a></div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;">By the age of 21, George "Boy George" Rivera was a multi-millionaire. He was brilliant, ambitious, and seen an opportunity to be an <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;">entrepreneur and ran with it. Unfortunately, that was to be a drug entrepreneur. Allegedly, he made over </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;">$15 million in a two year run. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;">Boy George and his Bronx, NY based heroin organization grossed $250,000 a week. Boy George, barely out of his teens, built himself a reputation of being one of the wealthiest drug lords to come out of New York and one of the youngest to be charged with the kingpin statute. During this time in the 80's the crack epidemic was growing and kept the attention of the higher ups. Therefore, this kept the attention off of his heroin ring. Just like most young men in the streets, George became flashy and flamboyant. On Christmas Eve he rented a yacht and threw a party and gave his whole crew Rolex watches for a token of his appreciation. Little did he know was that this party would be the party that leads to his demise. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"> T</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;">here were </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;">three off duty New York City detectives aboard as part of the yacht security. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"> However when it came time to talk to the DEA, these detectives were uncooperative and during George’s trial they remained steadfast in their refusal to testify to what they had witnessed. But, we all know that drug game is a dirty game and few remain with with stories to tell. The eventually convicted him o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;">f </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">attempted tax evasion charged in count fourteen </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">and to one count of using or carrying a firearm during a drug trafficking crime used by narcotics dealers<b> </b>to camouflage their activities. He once quoted in an interview with DonDiva Magazine that "if he had made it to his car, he would be a free man". This is from an obsession with purchasing cars with the same gadgets as James Bond cars. Point of the story is he didn't make it to his car.</span></span></i><br />
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">At the age of 15, Calvin Klein was in and out of prison. He</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif;"> caught an attempted murder case in Maryland with young Jay-Z that had him looking at a 45 year bid, if convicted. Because the rapper Jay- Z had a promising career in rap he took the plea bargain and paid </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif;">$50,000 to have Jay Z dropped from the case. Calvin Klein played a major part in the streets of New York along with his now deceased partner, Danny. This all led to 14yrs out of his youth. Klein was promised by Jay-Z that when he was released from prison Jay would take care of him (financially). Unfortunately, when he came home Jay proved not to be a man of his word and renigged on his offer of financial support and raped Klein of his image. The moral of this story is there's limited loyalty in the fast life.</span></span></i><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif;"><i>Wayne Perry is known in the Washington, D.C. area as one of the most notorious hit men. Where as Perry mastered the act of murder, he failed the test of trust. Had Wayne followed the rules of the street and trusted no one he probably will free at this moment. But, he broke all rules by trusting and joining forces with a now known "RAT" that will sell out and murder his own friends for the love of money. Wayne Perry is the cousin of Rayford Edmond. Rayford is who allegedly introduced Washington, D.C. to crack cocaine. It has been rumored that Wayne was involved of the murder of NBA prospect, Karlton Hines. Hines dropped out of sports with the same goals as many other misled black boys to be a successful drug dealer. Allegedly, he also been rumored to have involvement in over 100 murders. He was labeled top enforcer to successfully carry out hits for drug crews and drug cartels. In fact, he was so feared that whenever he drove through the streets of D.C. in his Mercedes crews would scatter because they knew if they seen him it was about to get ugly. His activities outside of murder was bank robberies and gambling. Wayne was hired as protection for then 17 yr. old drug dealer from Harlem, N.Y., Alpo Martinez. A lot of you have heard of Alpo through the movie "Paid N Full". His character was portrayed by rapper, Cameron. Allegedly, Wayne carried out many hits in order to keep Alpo alive. However, things did pan out as they should have. Wayne Perry is now serving life sentences in the Control Unit of ADX prison. This is the result of trusting someone you don't know. </i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif;"><i>Karlton Hines was an excellent basketball player at the age of 15. He received over 35 letters from colleges around the world for the sport of basketball. But, he had his mind set on Syracuse. He was an all-star with similar skills of Lebron James. Due to ferocious dunks he was nicknamed Duncan Hines. But all of this changed after an argument with his coach and he decided to quit the team four months before his graduation. After battling self-depression, he decided to play a few pick up games for money with a friend. He was paid by drug dealers between 5 and 10 thousand dollars to play against other players. He became intrigued with the drug dealing lifestyle and shortly after he began hustling. He was arrested at the age of 18 for stabbing a neighborhood man with a broken bottle. This was in self defense. He was released in 30 days. The he hustled with a vengeance. He was eventually assigned a team to hustle with him and the crew started averaging 100,000 per day. After the birth of his second child he decided to get out of the drug game. He was later approached to try out for the United Basketball society from a recruiter. Karlton's friend, Bee-o threw a party for Karlton on his birthday. Karlton was having custom-made seats put in his Lexus; they went to the shop to pick up his car. One of the detailers was trying to talk him into purchasing a car alarm system. After following the salesperson to question how the system worke he was frozen as bullets began to ring out. When the shots stopped, the crew realized it Carlos was hit. While others were rushing to his side, they saw Karlton lying on the ground in his own blood. Karlton Hines died April 8,1994. The moral of this story is to be a leader. Because following can cost you your life. </i></span><br />
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</div>The Best That I Gothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14823746709721692883noreply@blogger.com58tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574487831914580339.post-34223198429867645802011-06-18T13:36:00.001-04:002011-06-18T13:48:02.074-04:00Nia Long's Young Beau, T.O.'s publicist, Mo and Kita Go Ham On Evelyn From Basketball Wives,, Tawanna Iverson Address The Divocre Rumors, New Alanta Housewive's Member Give NeNe Leakes Competition, and Lil John's Son, Nathan Models<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;">I'mmmmmmmmmmmmmm Baccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccck. I know that I was M.I.A. for a minute. I sincerely apologize. However, I am back and I have the latest.</span></i></b><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTlG59RQwsLXz5D0cE-Eb88rJBUa_L-xgy3lgjAvIN4nre4AECdfBDNM2a8NuamTwtEM3fXQ8k4A7azAgwWTL5V913o2QI-ZcKLQF6UWVdrUAcp7VLVx5HAZFSSDluytk4XLUqbxzVtAGP/s1600/nia-long-2-320.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTlG59RQwsLXz5D0cE-Eb88rJBUa_L-xgy3lgjAvIN4nre4AECdfBDNM2a8NuamTwtEM3fXQ8k4A7azAgwWTL5V913o2QI-ZcKLQF6UWVdrUAcp7VLVx5HAZFSSDluytk4XLUqbxzVtAGP/s1600/nia-long-2-320.jpg" /></a></div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;">I don't know about you but I am a big fan of Nia Long. She is so beautiful. Well, she's about to be a mommy for the second time around according to an interview in People's magazine. She is pregnant with NBA baller, Ima Udoka. Check him out ladies. He is fine. First of all, Nia is a cougar. Ima is 33yrs old and she is 40. The couple have been together for two years. Nia has a child that is now 10yrs old from a previous relationship and this will be Ima's first. Congratulations to the couple on their bundle of joy.</span></i></b><br />
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"><b>I have to be the biggest Reality Television nut there is. But, The T.O. Show was a show that I never missed an upcoming episode, seriously. It was so emotional. I was a big fan of T.O. when he came to Philadelphia and I'm still a big fan. But, his amigo, Chad Ochocinco made the crazy mistake of hooking up with Basketball Wives, Evelyn Vasquez. Actually, the two have been getting a lot of attention. I wonder what T.O. thinks of his amigo's choice in a wife. Well, we may not hear his opinion but, we will hear what the girls we grew to love and welcome into our home via DVR Kita and Mo think of the couple. Check out the footage below of Kita & Mo going in on Evelyn from Basketball Wives....</b></span></i><br />
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<i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;">Allegedly, Allen Iverson and his wife, Tawanna are calling it quits. A lot of rumors were circulating in the media that it was due to Allen being a cheat but, again they are rumors. We all know that rumors start with the truth and end with a movie. Anyway, Tawanna was kind enough to share this with TMZ although she gave you more than I would have if it was my marriage. Check out brief statement provided by TMZ below,,,,</span></b></i><br />
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</div>The Best That I Gothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14823746709721692883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574487831914580339.post-9785346503596590752011-06-08T22:44:00.000-04:002011-06-08T22:44:09.428-04:00A Weiner For A Weiner, Tyler Perry Allegedly Unable To Pay Sitcom Actors, Kanye West Ex-Fiancee Speaks About Amber Rose<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">First of all, it's my duty to inform you of the following before continuing this post. I know that a lot of you hear a whole lot more stories than you see on this blog because I do as well. However, I try to enlighten my readers on the stuff that actually holds attention. You know, the juicy gossip. However, some stories I can't skip over no matter how much I want to because believe me I have been trying for the last 24hrs. So, I have to deliver to you the latest on Representative, Anthony Weiner. For Unbeknownst reasoning the Representative, Anthony Weiner thought that it would be a great idea to send inappropriate photographs to multiple social networks. The photo is posted below. <br />
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I would like to say thank very much for your constant support of "Only Rocky". Each time I look at the total page views on my blog it gives me inspiration to keep at it. Because of you, I am doing something that I love to do and that is write. So, I'm not just saying thank you for supporting my blog. But, thank you for supporting my dream. Be blessed and know how blessed you are....Peace..............<br />
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</div>The Best That I Gothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14823746709721692883noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574487831914580339.post-21050146384699141732011-06-08T16:14:00.001-04:002011-06-08T16:18:32.266-04:00Text Gangwar Between The Hollywood Street King and Evelyn From Basketball Wives, Meeka Claxton from Basketball Wives Gives On Air Interview About How She Was Portrayed On Reality Show<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9yotzGGdsBgn-wvpFcNoLN2yOkbz7iMJI1TqZ1uvg31zBQ6wb8cr1ZrmkVFattFFlVoZU3PDJV_mqlp8urNU2TD8aE48Anvg0svKY829TBGPq816TCQqXywzi7OLWGxe1diO931_og6Tl/s1600/garcelle-beauvais-jet-magazine1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9yotzGGdsBgn-wvpFcNoLN2yOkbz7iMJI1TqZ1uvg31zBQ6wb8cr1ZrmkVFattFFlVoZU3PDJV_mqlp8urNU2TD8aE48Anvg0svKY829TBGPq816TCQqXywzi7OLWGxe1diO931_og6Tl/s640/garcelle-beauvais-jet-magazine1.jpg" width="438" /></a></div>Garcelle Beauvais opens up in this Months issue of Jet Magazine about her marriage. She speaks about the dishonesty displayed by her husband during their marriage. She also tells how the last thing in the world she expected was for her husband to cheat. Here's what she says about her feelings when she found out that her husband was cheating.<br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17px;">I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. Not because I am special, but because I have such high regard for people, especially the people in my life. When I love, I love deeply. When I trust, I trust deeply. I wasn’t this wife that was in complete denial. I think he presented himself a certain way that allowed me to have full faith in him.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17px;">It seems as if she's fine with the current situations. Although, others find it impossible to deal with such in a nonchalant manor. I say good for you, "Fancy".</span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpJWSkuoM-xSw66DuEYcwkIWBOqdaMpc_XA0eKqmzPqJ9OizFKSGWfVplGpIZ-ke-4pReSESPtVWzXb2DPUIabTlxy7bhzwnhGHWKbi963GqikBiUgl7U23N9N5rULzFgZUuRtsP5iguIa/s1600/eve+and+rapp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="342" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpJWSkuoM-xSw66DuEYcwkIWBOqdaMpc_XA0eKqmzPqJ9OizFKSGWfVplGpIZ-ke-4pReSESPtVWzXb2DPUIabTlxy7bhzwnhGHWKbi963GqikBiUgl7U23N9N5rULzFgZUuRtsP5iguIa/s400/eve+and+rapp.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17px;">Not many days has past since The Hollywood Street King used Evelyn from Basketball Wive's Fiance', Chad Oschocinco as a blind item. It was easy to guess because as soon as he put her name attached to do it was a did give away. Anyway, Evelyn happened to read what Jacky Jasper the owner of Hollywood Street King wrote. Let's just say that she was too pleased. In fact, read below her comments on the subject.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;">“you could tell that you didnt go to public school because your grammer is horrible. your nothing but a one hit wonder. you most likely call most female celebrities sluts because they were too smart to get with you. your not a hollywood street king. more like a hollywood hobo. get a life and stop talking about other people because im pretty sure no one is talking about you. your not a factor. yea you worked with ike and snoop but you aint shit. hahha ike aint shit either. why would you be proud to work with a wife beater. tina made him anyway. and your just a has been. you didnt have any billboard number 1′s. get over yourself.”</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;">Now, what she didn't know is that Jacky is a fire cracker in his own right. This is what his reply to her text was.</span><br />
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<div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;">Hey Evelyn, face! You are a whore who would do anything for material things, and the only men you fall for are tricks and bi-sexual. Don’t believe me? Ask Chad Ochocinco.<span id="more-35336"></span></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;">Evelyn, I don’t care about celebrities – period! They mean shit to me, because stars are in the sky and whores like you will always be around. Face it Evelyn…you’re a harlot, so wear the cap you long-faced, Great Dane looking bitch. You’re much more than a whore…you’re also an alcoholic who is most likely addicted to prescription pills – carried over from recovery following your string of plastic surgeries.</span></div><h4 style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;">So, guess what Evelyn? You’re the one who’s the mother fucking non-factor. Know why? Because you have a pimp named Shaune O’Neal mane.</span></h4><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;">Shaunie and other executive producers of the show tell you what to do! Know why? Because whores need to be told what to, they’re fucking stupid. If you don’t believe me just think back to when your Nicca dumped you after 10-years, because he’d rather gamble all of his money away and chase other whores than to come home to you. If you still don’t know why he bounced, let me take this opportunity to tell you the answer – It’s because your puss is soggy (and, it’s no stranger to Monistat 1, 3 and 7) you funky bitch! And, you better believe that I’d tell you that to your face…You don’t want it from a real dude. Know why? Because you’ve been dating them dudes like Ochocinco (who like dildos up their asses), so you’re thinking all men are like them punk ass tricks – but you’re dead wrong.</span></div><h4 style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;">You’ve got one thing right – I would be like Ike Turner and put a foot in your ass, but I’m sure your co-star Tami will beat me to it! I’m hoping Tami punches you in your horse mouth, only to watch your veneers lay in a puddle of piss.</span></h4><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;">You’re a non- factor. Know why? Because your own flesh and blood – your daughter – is ashamed of you, and her friends call you a slut. But you don’t care, because all that you do care about is spreading your legs and getting attention. If you weren’t getting that attention on your pimp Shaunie’s show, you would have an ad on Eros.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;">You like young boys – that’s why your daughter is afraid to bring her boyfriends around you. And, I know you sniff coke because your face is so hard and you sleep with men who sleep with men! Don’t you know that’s how disease is spread? How old are you? Shouldn’t you act like a role model, because you’re a mother? And tell your friend Jen that’s she not celibate, because we all know that you’re licking her puss.</span></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;">Finally, we get to hear Meeka Claxton speak. Meeka is the newest member on Basketball Wives that is already known as the trouble maker out of the crew. She met up with Radio Talk Show, "The Breakfast Club" for an on-air interview touching on the way that she's portrayed on Basketball Wives Season 3. Check out the interview below.</span></div><br />
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As always, I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your constant support. May God continue to bless with abundantly. Peace......</div>The Best That I Gothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14823746709721692883noreply@blogger.com9