The Walt Report

Genius Camp

2007-07-10T12:39:00.000-04:00

Now, as many of you know, in my youth I was purported to be some kind of boy genius or whatever. Which is to say that people still think of me as some kind of boy genius when they figure out how old I am, but I digress. Anyway, for much of my early adolescence my enterprising mother made several efforts to find constructive uses for my time that didn't involve the shit that most of my friends were doing (ie smoking weed). To make a long story short, I ended up attending a whole lot of gifted and talented kid programs. This is when I was like 11-12, mind you, so I was either in or fresh out of middle school, what with all that entails.

As it turns out, this is more or less when I figured out that there were different economic classes of people in America. I show up, longish hair, probably some kind of t-shirt, Carharrts (sic?), and all the kids there are from like East Lansing, Haslett, Okemos, Grand Ledge and other wealthy Lansing suburbs and their parents are all MSU faculty. I figure all this out on the first day when we're introducing ourselves, and I also figure out that I'm a fucking space alien to these kids. My whole speech pattern, mannerisms, and of course my answers when they ask where I go to school, what my parents do, what I do for fun on weekends, the whole deal. It was almost like I was in the wrong room or some shit like that. This was eventually compounded by the inevitable moment in which the conversation turned to something I was interested in or the moment in which I decided against my better judgement to actually answer a question. From that point onward it was pretty much a given that I'd be kicking it with the other "weird kids." Being that we were already at a genius camp in the first place, I'm sure you can imagine how it feels to be relegated to that status. I'm not going to touch on the issues I had with the adults at these places, but needless to say it entailed a couple awkward conversations with my moms about my "home environment", "social group", "parental involvement", and all that. Basically:

FUCK YALL KRAMERS DOING SENDING YOUR BROKE ASS BRICKLAYER LOOKING KID HERE! THIS IS MOTHERFUCKING KINAWA MIDDLE SCHOOL! WE ONLY LIKE NICE CLEAN MIDDLE CLASS WHITE AND ASIAN KIDS FROM NICE FAMILIES WHO COME PICK THEM UP IN SUBARUS! FUCKOUTTAHEAH WITH THIS GETTING OFF THE CATA BUS AND WALKING HALF A MILE FROM THE NEAREST STOP BULLSHIT! THIS AIN'T JUVIE HALL PLAYBOY THIS IS MOTHERFUCKING SMART KID CAMP! SHIT!

And god forbid some kid would say some sideways shit to me and I'd reply in the vernacular of a young man of my stature. That's when I get a stern lecture about problem solving and communication and shit. So basically I ended up with the message at the end of the day that in our society if you're a young man from a working class background, you better not even think about being smart. And if you're smart, the only way to redeem yourself other than being the best damn gas station manager of all time is to completely remake yourself in the image of kids named Caden who reside in Whitehills Lakes and have a private tutor for mathematics. In short, there is no room for literacy, culture, or articulatedness (sic, muhfucka) in your identity. Choose one or the other.

And in a lot of ways it got to the point where these issues would actually manifest themselves physically. What I mean by that is that in come cases my detachment from the traditional student at these programs would actually, like, fuck my shit up. A clear example of this is in the case where I had to fill out a form to evaluate the program, but to ensure anonymity I could leave off my name and just put my school district. Ha. I'm probably still the only person other than my little brother to come from said district (Dansville bitchflake, act like you know), so obviously if I put that shit on there they're gonna know it's me. As if the "I often feel that my enthusiasm for No Limit Records alienates me from my peers" wouldn't already do the trick.

In short, they ain't want me there. I didn't really wanna be there either, a fact that my 6th grade math teacher repeatedly intoned to my parents when they were tryna sign me up for one program in particular, by telling them that I wouldn't feel at home, wouldn't get along with the other kids, wouldn't be sufficiently motivated to complete the tasks, etc. This is especially ironic given that most of that is exactly right, but you know my moms had to be like BITCH HE GONNA FEEL A LOT LESS AT HOME IN A MOTHERFUCKING JUVENILE DETENTION CENTER WHICH AS YOU ALWAYS BE IN MY GRILL TELLING ME IS MORE OR LESS WHERE HE'S HEADED AT THE MOMENT YADADADAMEAN?

And so, the last one that I attended (because I went to Europe the following summer and then after that I was in high school, so, heh) was down at the MSU campus, which wasn't much of a stretch given the fact that I was down there most of the time anyway. It's the third day, and we're at the MSU planetarium standing around in the lobby waiting to be let in to peep a show at said planetarium. Cliques have been formed, violins chilling with violins, chess with chess, model railroad enthusiasts beefing with the model airplanes, but mainly all the white and asian kids are standing in an amorphous suburban mass in one half of the room. I'm in the corner.

A couple dudes were themselves standing in the other corner, and I ended up kicking it with them. Once you figure out exactly why they were in the corner, you'll understand why I identify myself the way I do culturally.

Not sure who reads this anymore.

2007-07-06T16:29:00.000-04:00

But if I'm gonna be posting retarded blogs on myspace I might as well start doing it here again as well. I'ma have to warn you though, from here on out shit's gonna be deeply personal and all I'm pretty much gonna talk about is race and class. Beginning with an excerpt from the infamous "How we both white but our son bi-racial."

"Alright white folks, it's like this. You done did it. I'm through with you. Nah nah, don't try to say you're sorry and that you can change, fuck that. It's over. You never really loved me, and now I can see that, so I'm gone. I'm serious.

I ain't saying I won't kick it with you, go to your parties, listen to your lame ass watered down versions of black music every once in a while, or that I'll start breaking into your cars and stealing your stereos or whatever, it ain't even like that. And I'm not going to stop hanging out with you if we're friends and you happen to be white (unless you show up in the comments and scream on me.) What I'm saying is, I'm not one of you anymore. I am officially, as far as I'm concerned, no longer a White Guy. Genetically I'm descended from people who got all pale and shit from hanging out in caves and somehow ended up with pigment in their eyes and hair, yeah.

But that's it. That's the extent of my White-ness.I'm tired of making excuses for you guys. Tired of being like "Well, not ALL white people are like that.", "Most white people only say shit like that because they don't know any minorities." "He has good intentions, he's just confused." "Yeah that joke about sickle cell was foul but he's not a racist." "He was just having a bad day and needed to vent some anger and a Mexican dude just happened to cut him off in traffic." FUCK THAT SHIT. Y'ALL MOTHAFUCKAS IS RACIST. And if I have to retire from White America in order to say that, so be it. You guys are all too pussy to confront each other's racism, and more importantly can't even look yourself in the face to see what you are. A beneficiary of hundreds of years of rape, murder, theft, kidnapping, torture, slavery, apartheid, genocide, and just plain ol' bullshit."

read more here, and start checking back every tuesday for some of that good good.

I enjoy glasses of red wine, I have a nice computah.

2007-04-13T08:44:00.000-04:00

Shouts to Noz on the heads up.

We Don't Talk Pretty For Boppers Mayne

2007-04-11T11:20:00.000-04:00

First things first, Brother Ali's new album is on sale at Worst Buy for 7.99. So go get that shit today. I mean, that's usually the amount of money I spend on an outing to Wendy's, so even if you don't like the album it ain't like you just broke the bank. Nahmsayin.

Speaking of Muslims, BBC News has added a section dedicated entirely to documenting Muslims in Europe. Now a lot of you kramers know that's one of my favorite subjects, so expect me to jack mad shit from them in the next couple months. The most interesting thing about this whole situation, is, of course, the role of religious and cultural conflict in the context of the socio-economic situation between indigenous Europeans and Muslim immigrants. It's a chicken egg situation, but obviously if you have equal access to education, housing, and jobs, you have more resources to resolve cultural differences.

"Young Muslims growing up in the Netherlands are finding different ways of creating new identities.

Some use music to give voice to their frustrations. There's a lively Moroccan rap music scene - part of a vibrant and essentially secular youth culture. Yet when you ask young rappers if they are Muslim, they unhesitatingly reply they are."

See, ha. I told you. Rap solves everything. Read the first one too.

Sing City city council members are getting their laptop on. That's some real Michigan type shit right there. I'm going to touch on this in a latter post, but seriously. The median income of the state of Michigan is 68,337 for a family of four. I'm about to skate out for lunch, but I'll be back later with some stats to let you hoes know that:

1. We pay some taxes up here, so the problem ain't the tax base.
2. Somehow we end up with poor public education, infrastructure, et. al.
3. Ergo, the issue with Michigan is the channels by which tax money reaches public policy.

And don't get all knee jerk with me either. Dollars to donuts I'm more liberal than you.

Waltcosby@gmail.com. And "Holla at a playa when you see me on the street TRICK!" (c) Polow.

Now Suzie Screw had a patna named Sasha Thumper...

2007-04-09T20:03:00.000-04:00

Note: I don't feel like going through and asterisking all the inappropriate words in this piece, so keep in mind that I'm quoting The Poet.

" Now suzy skrew had a partna named sasha (sasha), thumper (thumper)
I remember her number like the summer
When her and suzy yeah they threw a slumber - - party
But you can not call it that cause it was slummer
Well it was more like spend the night
Three in the morning yawnin dancin under street lights
We chillin like a villain and a nigga feelin right
In the middle of the ghetto on the curb, but in spite
All of the bullshit we on our back starin at the stars above
(aww man) talkin bout what we gonna be when we grow up
I said what you wanna be, she said, "alive" (hmm)
It made me think for a minute, then looked in her eyes
I coulda died, time went on, i got grown
Rhyme got strong, mind got blown, i came back home
To find lil sasha was gone
Her mamma said she with a nigga that be treatin her wrong
I kept on singin my song and hopin at a show
That i would one day see her standin in the front row
But two weeks later she got found in the back of a school
With a needle in her arm, baby two months due, sasha thumper"

To me, this is more or less the greatest verse in all of rap. A close second would be Common's joint on Respiration, then followed by All I Got Is You (it's one long ass verse, right?) I mean shit, look at all the topics he touches upon. Drugs, domestic violence, anxiety about success, love, low expectations of life for po' folks, all that. As it stands, you could also see Sasha as a metaphor for mad different shit. Atlanta itself, the women Dre grew up with, hip hop (especially now that everybody thinks it's dead), whatever. Just not his cat, that shit would be cornball.

Basically, the point is: you can't go home again. Especially if you grew up in the proles.

"Shit's reeeal out here."-Dilla Dawg.

I'm Rich Biatch, My Moms Was Like You Wish Biatch!

2007-04-04T10:11:00.000-04:00

Well I was certainly halfway through a post a minute ago, but of course Firefox decided to crash and delete my shit. So in the interim, read as much as you can handle of the second comment to this post.

I only approved said comment so my dear readers can see how insane some people really are. The mission of every people is to disappear and leave no descendants? What the hell?

PUT DOWN DA GUNZ RUDEBWOY

2007-02-26T13:26:00.000-05:00

If grime was a high school these kids probably got their ass kicked every day.

I Practice Lookin' Hard

2007-02-22T13:04:00.000-05:00

What up doe.

Last night I watch Beyond Beats and Rhymes on PBS. I was expecting it to be standard booshwa propaganda about how hip hop used to be a righteous man but now he spends all his time all the mall looking at Nikes or whatever, but surprisingly it was actually pretty poignant. The main focus was less saying that hip hop was totally way better in the days of the Boogiemonsters, instead the goal was taking a seriously look at elements that have been present in hip hop culture from jump.

My favorite part of it was the analysis of how the social conditions that young working class men of color, and, uh the absence of color create antisocial behavior, which manifests itself in hip hop. This comes of no surprise to me, but the homeboy Byron (not the bespectacled fellow in the Ecko shirt) cut right to the quick on it. The basic thesis was that the youth sans guap feel like they have little power in society, but they do have physical control over their bodies, so they resort to walking around Safeway/Meijer/Costco/the mall in oversized Dickies suits snarling in everybody's faces as a way to assert themselves as men. Then they went on to discuss homophobia in rap because dudes feel emasculated, etc.

The biggest problem with these issues is really, how entrenched they are in the culture of young working class dudes. Look, check this. I'm a proletarian. Growing up, I caught a lot of flak for reading books and whatnot, so as a defense mechanism I got caught up in the same cycle of violence that all of us do. From maybe 2nd grade to my exit from the public school system halfway through 8th, it was all fights all the time. Over dumb shit. Some things changed, and I ceased to be in situations like that on a regular basis, but still on a subconscious level it's still hard to not think of terms of fucking people up, feel me? Not too long ago I was in a position where a dude committed an offense against me of a nature that, when I was younger, we would have had a problem. But fact is, it was right next to campus in an establishment I frequent on a semi-daily basis. So obviously doing the Ingham County thang wasn't an option. So in situations like this, young dudes like me are put in a situation where your integrity as a man is placed on the scale with your chances of making it in society. And for those of us trying to rise above said cycles of violence through education, we get up in the position of not getting to beat people up, but still having no protection from violence or guarantee that it won't be directed at us. So yeah, it's messed up to walk around looking hard and not be smiling at dudes all day, but what other option do we have? Once again, society gives up on us, and we're left holding the bag of the results. Ain't that a bitch. The fact is, issues in our society which result in 15 year olds carrying guns around go way deeper than listening to Young Jeezy, and it's hardly fair to put the burden on hip hop to resolve them.

It's the same thing with hip hoppers being obsessed with expensive clothes. Growing up poor, you don't feel like society values you as a person, so by buying Polo shit you make an attempt to purchase a sense of self-worth. As if the self esteem of the youth is robbed from them and sold back. Scandalous. I guess in this way, kramers spending Pell Grant funds on 150 dollar Gino Green Global polos (seriously, why does that shit cost so much? It isn't that well made) are doing the exact same thing as anorexic 14 year olds 15 miles away in the suburbs. Validating themselves by over-subscribing to societal conventions. Of course the caveat here is that cops don't shoot Girl Interrupted extras down in the streets for having black cell phones.

And I wish eliminating these issues was as simple as taking off the jeans and fitted hat that I put on when I stole hip hop (thanks M1! go steal a pizza, asshole), but it's not. You're not going to get me to start walking around handing out smiley face cookies. And am I going to stop donating 300 dollars a semester to Ralph's grandkids when financial aid comes through? Haaayall no. Hip hop isn't going to stop being "homophobic" overnight either. The people controlling society aren't willing to change the conditions that produce our behavior, so how is it fair for them to expect us to change the way we respond to them? It's not, but I guess it falls on hip hop to change the game anyway.

Hallelujah holla back!

Barack Obama-Your Momma's White!

2007-02-12T12:43:00.000-05:00

So these days (by which I mean the past 6 months or so), one of the main controversies about Barack Obama is that he's, uh, not really black. I take this to mean that he does not meet the traditional definition of "blackness", which I guess decribes somebody of West African ancestry who's family has been in the United States for hundreds of years as a result of chattel slavery in the South. Also, to be considered "black", one has to have parents that both meet this criteria. While I suppose a decent case could be made for this concept, it excludes a significant number of prominent "black" people. By this logic, Frederick Douglas, Langston Hughes, The Game, Busta Rhymes, Notorious B.I.G., etc aren't "black." Yet, these dudes still get put in the "black category."

The reason for this can be outlined by James Baldwin, who states that "As long as you are white, I will be black." The fact of the matter is, that minutiae such as where your parents are from and whether or not your mom is actually white only matter to people with a nuanced understanding of racial politics. The fact of the matter is that the majority of voters in the USA are middle class white people who are either center left or center right depending on who we hate this war and who fucked shit up last term. And those folks aren't sitting on blogger arguing about race all day.

The fact of the matter is, that in the collective subconscious of America, blackness is more of stain than an identity. Hence, if you got the mark of blackness on you, you're black. So Barack Obama doesn't have a choice but to politically identify himself as a black dude. Whether or not he's more acceptable to the white population because his dad is from Africa and his moms is probably from Wisconsin or some shit is an interesting idea, but at the end of the day he's still black to the majority of people who self-identify as white.

There's a rapper named Slug who's 25% black and identifies himself as a black man. Everybody thinks this is cute and errthang, but when people see dude in the street he still gets the benefit of more or less looking like a white guy. Now, Malcolm X was 25% white. What if he came out the blocks saying he was white? I'm pretty sure that wouldn't go over for him all that well. But that was the 1960s Walt, shit was different then! Dave Chappelle is 25% white too. Nobody's about to recognize him as a white person.

At the end of the day, the basic point here is who runs shit in our society and what rules they like to set. White people decide who is black and who isn't, consciously or unconciously. And sorry folks, Barack still gets put in that box.

Buy Jesus Price Superstar Tomorrow

2007-01-29T12:46:00.000-05:00

Sean Price's new album drops tomorrow, and if you don't buy it then YOU KILLED HIP HOP.

More Importantly, Music For Today

2007-01-22T13:30:00.000-05:00

Thanks So Many Shrimp.

Two is not enough for me either Mr. Dilla. We miss you.

3 Movies, Part 1.

2007-01-22T12:50:00.000-05:00

So, I watched Idiocracy, Menace II Society, and Bowling For Columbine in one sitting friday night, more or less for the first time and also more or less at random. The interesting thing about these three movies is that all three of them examine basic issues in our society: the media, violence, and racism. I'm going to do three posts, one analyzing each movie, and this is the first one, duh.

Without giving away too much, the first film is based on the premise that because of a lack of natural predators, human evolution has come to reward people who reproduce more, as opposed to people possessing intelligence, sociability, etc. The film then illustrates this by showing us an "intelligent" couple discussing why they don't want to have a kid right now, then flashes to the obvious "trailer trash" couple in a domestic dispute about how the wife is pregnant again. Hee hee. The next couple minutes are spent detailing "Clevon"'s production of more and more kids while the smart couple continues to not reproduce. Then a bunch of other shit happens, and this one dude ends up in a coma-like state until the year 2520, when the world is populated by idiots.

Problem is, to this movie, "idiot", clearly means poor white, black, or hispanic person. Everybody walking around is clearly a "redneck", "jig", or "cholo" stereotype. Now to all of you this might not seem odd, but think about it. Basically, the nightmarish dystopia predicted by this film involves the domination of public life by the marginalized population groups currently excluded from it, except on the terms of the dominant culture. What I mean by this is that when mass media is utilized by people from outside the cultural mainstream (rich white people), it's only in a way that's acceptable to people holding the purse strings. In this movie, the president is a porn star and professional wrestler, and Costco functions as a bunch of different businesses. Cause y'all know, poor folks love some Costco.

You know, this is oddly similar to that Pat Buchanan book where he predicts the demise of civilization if white people disappear. Except "smart" people are used as a proxy for middle to upper class white folks. So basically, the message here, to me, is that if you don't fit into "society's mainstream American dream", you need the aforementioned group to police you to make sure you don't fuck the world up. Now, had idiotic soccer moms, suburban teenagers, and golf buddies been included, I probably wouldn't jump to these conclusions.

Cuddly. It's also pretty funny and everything, but you guys know me, I can't ignore shit.

Walt Is Back W-W-W-Walt Is Back

2007-01-11T11:39:00.000-05:00

Yeah bitches, that's right. In the 07 I'm back in full force with that Redneck Ghetto Steez. I've been on hiatus, but the streets been calling me. So starting next week, I'm gonna be doing posts on whatever I want. So, all my prior readers, go head and tell everybody that Walt is back off in this bitch. And weak ass bloggers, go back to Xanga, because the King Back.

I Ain't Playin Witcha Haters

2006-12-06T09:21:00.000-05:00

I love this shit.

Favorite Lines:

"Put a x on a bussa like the Super Bowl"

"Walkin' through the projects wit the choppa like Rambo"

"I'm from Miami, no dudes from South Beach/At the budget inn, with some south freaks!"

Honestly

2006-11-30T10:06:00.000-05:00

The police have stepped their asshole game up to a degree where speaking out against them is actually cliche.

"JONESBORO -- Officials at Jonesboro Middle School say police tasered an 11-year-old student Wednesday as a last resort. The incident immediately prompted an internal police investigation.
Channel 2 was told the incident began after something happened at lunch to spark a verbal argument between two 6th graders. The verbal argument turned physical and a school resource officer with the Jonesboro Police Department says she had to resort to using a taser.
Channel 2 cameras were rolling when police left Jonesboro Middle School with what appeared to be a male student handcuffed in the backseat.

School officials confirm that an 11-year-old, 6th grade male was tasered by a school resource officer. They say the boy was physically assaulting a female 6th grader and refused to listen to verbal commands to stop. As a last resort the officer tasered the boy twice – once to get the students separated and a second time when the boy tried to attack the girl again.
The male student was taken to juvenile detention – the female was treated by emergency personnel and released to her parents.

Opinions are split on whether this kind of force should be used a school.
“I would tell them if my child got out of hand and they couldn’t control him they would have to taser him,” said one parent. “I know what it is and it doesn’t scare me – so long as it’s used properly it’s not serious.”
“No, it is not necessary…school is a safe place, right?” said parent Syeda Nessa. “They don’t need that, they don’t need that in the school.”

Channel 2 tried to speak with Jonesboro Police but they refused to comment pending an on-going internal affairs investigation into the incident."

Look, police are supposedly trained to be able to subdue and restrain adults right? What the fuck is this?

I'm pretty sure I could bounce from the LCC comp lab right now, head to the nearest middle school, find the toughest 11 year old up in that piece, put little homie in a headlock and be done with it. And I'm hardly a karate master mind you. Just a young man of average build.

If this lady is unable to handle gully preteens, maybe she shouldn't be a police officer.

The Final Blow

2006-11-28T17:50:00.000-05:00

Well, it's official. As soon as I became a full time college student and wasn't surrounded by trill gangstas every time I rode the school bus I started listening to softbatch retro powerpop sung by small Japanese women.

Asobi Seksu-Thursday

This shit bangs doe! Stop hating.

Anyway, I continue to jam that new Clipse too.

ANTE UP!

2006-11-22T15:22:00.000-05:00

AOL NEWS SEZ:

"BUENOS AIRES, Argentina (Nov. 22) - U.S. and Argentine media reported that one of President Bush's 24-year-old twin daughters had her purse stolen while being guarded by the Secret Service during a visit here.

ABC News, citing unidentified law enforcement reports, reported on its Web site Tuesday that Barbara Bush's purse and cell phone were taken while she was dining in a Buenos Aires restaurant.

La Nacion newspaper, citing anonymous government sources, said in its online edition early Wednesday that one of Bush's daughters had her purse taken Sunday afternoon in the popular tourist district of San Telmo.

A pair of thieves removed the purse from under a table while Secret Service agents stood guard at a distance, La Nacion reported. La Nacion said its sources did not reveal which of the Bush daughters had her purse stolen.

Argentine police told The Associated Press they had no complaint of any such incident on file, and the U.S. Embassy in Buenos Aires said it would have no comment. In Washington, the White House, Secret Service and State Department also declined comment.

CNN cited a law-enforcement source who was briefed on the incident as saying that "at no point were the protectees out of visual contact and at no point was there any risk of harm."

Argentina's largest-circulation daily, Clarin, ran an online report citing the government news agency Telam as saying that Barbara Bush had her purse taken along with a cell phone that was inside it. Telam cited an official source who did not wish to be identified by name and who provided no other details.

Barbara's twin, Jenna, visited neighboring Paraguay last month to take part in a UNICEF program for young professionals."

You Will Get Shot, You Will Get Stabbed

2006-10-05T13:03:00.000-04:00

CSS-Let's Make Love Video

2006-09-28T21:00:00.000-04:00

Uh yeah. This song is bad as hell.

Prussian Blue Debuts at No.4?

2006-09-26T11:26:00.000-04:00

First note, I'm kinda worried about losing my LCC computer priveleges now because I may have inadvertently looked at some white power websites by way of Google Images. So, whoever may be looking at this screen: "I ain't no racist" in the words of Saigon. Anyway, Prussian Blue's new album supposedly is number 4 on some Billboard chart.

"This week, the Billboard albums chart's top five is packed with nothing but new releases, with Bakersfield, CA Pop duo Prussian Blue shocking the nation by taking ..4 after selling 91, 000 copies of "End of A Black World" its first week out. The album is also serving as the soundtrack to a remake of one of the most controversial movies in U.S. history "Birth Of A Nation". "End of A Black World" is the third and most successful album for 12 and 13 year old Lamb and Lynx, who have recently relocated to a private compound in Salt Lake City, Utah after their last album gained them national attention and death threats. The girls were lost, especially in December of 2005 when their father was shot twice by an AME Minister. However, their father survived and their career was revived by what seems to be an unfathomable paradigm shift in American values.

Lynx was speaking of Actor/Comedian Dave Chapelle and his comic sketch depicting a blind, African American, Ku Klux Klan leader who was unaware that he was not white. Dave Chapelle is also believed to be the inspiration of their single, "Funny Nigger, " which describes the gruesome fate of blacks who taunt whites. Dave Chapelle was not availible for comment. Prussian Blue appear to have gone from one of America's dirty little secrets to Pop princesses overnight. The group is now fielding offers from major record labels such as MGM and Geffen. This may be only the beginning."

I'm even uncomfortable copying and pasting that. Somehow I doubt a white supremacist album is doing that well, being that the critical audience for music is middle class white teenagers, of which a small portion are actually out and out white power folks. Whether or not a good number of them are actually white supremacists and not admitting it is another story though. Either way, this kinda looks like a hoax.

However. In the event that said album actually did move that many units (and not just on the Dumbass Racist Music chart), then....damn. I don't even really know what to say about that shit. Are there really that many hardcore white racists out there? I know I grew up around some people of that ilk, but by and large the white power movement seems to consist, of, well, disenfranchished poor whites who want something to belong to. Not unlike various other race-based movements. While the KKK and some sections of the Aryan Nation have had some influence, by and large most neo-Nazis or whatever are basically Dungeons and Dragons nerds who have failed in life and decided to blame all their problems on other people, instead of taking responsiblity for themselves. The idea of those people having enough resources to put an album that high on the billboard charts is almost frightening.

Kinda like retards with scissors. But yeah, white supremacism is still a problem though, especially in rural areas like that which I inhabit.

I saw a dude wearing a Confederate flag as a cape the other day, and while rudebwoy nah gwan into the details, one of my relatives and I directly experienced some racism on sunday.

Anyway, ever notice why Klan hoods look like dunce caps? Ain't a coincedence, dunson.

Oh, and by the way.

The Genesis

2006-09-21T11:20:00.000-04:00

" my 7th grade escapade used to watch and observe
same fella's who could rap feathers flocked to their words
lunch room tables knocking beat boxing preferred
situation inspiration now im plotting my splurge
in the classroom opposite nerd, im in the back
teacher thinking im taking notes, but im jotting a verse
next day im in the lunch room bobbing at first
caught my man off, he ran off shocked when he heard
seen a couple of jaws drop to the shirt,
over night i went like yeah she aiiight.. to the popular skirts
parents couldnt understand the plan, how could it work
and now my grades spelt E D D I E so the problem is worse
you dont wanna be a grown man not getting work
better yet a famous rapper on the top getting jerked
plus the talent that you got is from the god of the earth
provocative words, lesson learned, knowledge is first...."

-One Be Lo

I Gotta Say What's Up

2006-09-18T15:23:00.000-04:00

To Unkut.com.

Because I kinda feel bad for jacking mp3s from them all the time, so I'm going to send all of my readers over there to peep their superb hip hop coverage.

So go check that shit out, dunson.

Middle Finger To The Law

2006-09-15T10:50:00.000-04:00

"It didn't amass to a large citywide coalition as predicted, but hundreds of youth from Cabrini-Green did manage to stun downtown Chicago Thursday and its financial district with a loud protest of the multiple shooting of a 14-year-old boy by police on Monday.

Ellis Woodland Jr. was shot several times by Chicago police after allegedly refusing to drop a BB gun from his hands that police said looked like a real semi-automatic weapon.About 350 people, mainly adolescents and teenagers, marched from the Cabrini-Green Housing Project down LaSalle Street to the doors of City Hall where they were met by approximately 50 Chicago police officers on foot, bicycles and four-wheel motor vehicles.

The marchers, led by Willie J.R. Fleming, chairman of the Hip-Hop Congress of Cabrini-Green, and Deidre Brewster, were met halfway inside the downtown Loop area by mayoral candidate William "Dock" Walls, Fred Hampton Jr. and Derrick Harris, head of the North Lawndale Accountability Commission, among others.

The situation became tense between protesters and policemen when the agitated crowd was initially denied entrance into City Hall to speak with Mayor Richard M. Daley.

"We are taxpaying citizens. We have a right to go in and address the mayor," someone shouted out as a sea of blue and white police shirts blocked the entrance of the locked City Hall doors."

1. Fuck the police. I don't care what anyone says. If your dad is a cop or whatever, I don't care. Tell him Big Walt says he can serve and protect deez.

2. Those replica weapons are bad news. A couple friends of mine have been drawn down on by pigs, even with the orange tip on the airsoft rifle or whatever.

Lightheaded-Soul Power video

2006-09-14T11:03:00.000-04:00

Just so you know, the first rappin' dude in this video recently told me that drinking paint is bad for you.

Happy birthday to me.

2006-09-12T11:24:00.000-04:00

Speaking of anniversaries of pivotal events and shit, the anniversary of my entrance to the world is tomorrow!