Friday, April 30, 2004

I see this article about a pet kangaroo that saves its owner's life when a tree branch fell on him during a storm. It went and got help. At first I feel happy. I think, we all need kangaroos. It could go places with you, always have your back. Then I think, evolution has reached a precarious place when kangaroos are saving stupid people. I mean come on, are you going to lay down your life for your kangaroo? Well are you?
What the fuck is wrong with you people?
This is my weekly comment on, What the fuck is wrong with you people? A comment on how society is pissing me off. There're a lot of them, so this will be a long running column. Please do not get this column confused with
"Who the fuck is you?", a weekly column on individuals who are pissing me off.

This week's Who the fuck is you goes to anyone.. pretty much most of you it seems.. who give even 2 seconds of thought about the Michael Jacko case.

What the hell is wrong with you people? Who the hell cares about some messed up has-been? You made this guy. You gave him all his money. You warped him, now you're enjoying his downfall. You people are sick.

Beside, you people who are watching this crap (yes, you media is responsible too for creating this craving for the idiot sheeps out there). There's also something else here right below the radar that most people aren't seeing.

The big deal with the whole Michael Jackson thing is terrible is not because what he did or didn't do, but WHO he did or did not do it with. Once again, our conscious or sub-conscious homophobia rears its ugly head by crucifing Michael Jackson while we let others (Mr. I believe I can fly) to be free (and have a top ten single) while openly admitting (and taping) to having sex with someone underage. The only difference here is that in the 2nd case, Mr. Ignition was caught with a girl. So instead of a molester, he's a stud that simply forgot that picking up girls at the roller rink is a bad idea.

So what's wrong with this picture? Both crimes are heinous and very similar, unacceptable behavior between adults and children. Yet our society's perception are so different in these cases. We throw everything we have at one while making the other a conquering hero.

What the fuck is wrong with you people?
Match made in car heaven?

Today when I was going to work, sleepy and generally annoyed at the ridiculousness of having to be anywhere by 8am, I saw a green bug buggy 2 lanes to the left of me. My first though, "punch buggy!" Seeing as there is no one around, I punched myself in the shoulder. Ouch. That's wasn't a good idea.

As the Pet shop boys remix CD was blairing in the background and me sitting waiting for the light to change, I looked at the bug once again. I noticed that there were no hubcaps on that bug.

Big red, my ghetto supercar, has no hubcabs. In the traffic of H2, nice new Mercedes, and BMW (yes, I live in a disguisting rich county), our two cars stood tall and proud without any hubcaps.

To that, I say, you rich people can all go to hell.

Part of me said, follow that chick in the bug!! Part of me says, that's how you get stalker status. Oh well, I was kinda late for work anyway.

Besides, it's probably not going to be too hard to spot that bug.

Wednesday, April 28, 2004

I'd like to take this opportunity to give a shout out to myself, cuz I'm so fly. You can think of me as the sage of sages, the master and the commander, a highly educated, dignified, refined, and respectable high post black man. In other words, 11/11 trample, indestructible. I tell you, the poetry flowing from my mouth like dew drops dripping down, down, down from heaven might pierce your soul like a ninja star claims a life in remiss. You might want to check yo' self.

I'm listening to the cure right now. Thanks for the inspiration Robert!
"If you be good to me, Well I'll be good to you, And we'll both ride off in my Automobile."


Tuesday, April 27, 2004

You will listen to me. I am Pup. Pup is the voice in the back of your head.

Yes, I will speak in third person about myself. So what? That's cool yo.

Here I will Rant on and on because all I do is sit in the apt. all day watching my Bonzi tree grow.

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