
Monday, March 31, 2008
When in Rome....

Sunday, March 30, 2008
Victimized twice.

Obamaholics watch your backs.

Friday, March 28, 2008
Fieldisms

Thursday, March 27, 2008
Third party "O" man?

Wednesday, March 26, 2008
"Strike a pose"

Tuesday, March 25, 2008
The last candidate standing.

Monday, March 24, 2008
Maybe the sniper used a silencer.


Yeah and I remember that time Lark and I were....ahhh never mind.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Some special coons.

Saturday, March 22, 2008
The war on common sense
Friday, March 21, 2008
The A-merry-can lie.

Thursday, March 20, 2008
Next time ask me.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Wishing on a star.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008
HI, I AM FIELD NEGRO, AND I AM AN OB.......

Monday, March 17, 2008
Can I get an amen?

Sunday, March 16, 2008
Real change?

~~~The circle is complete~~
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Me again folks,
Now for a quick update on the conference: I have to give my man "Rock" and all the other bloggers of color who were present their propers for stepping up to the plate and addressing the digital divide. Of course some people didn't want to hear it, but the truth hurts. Personally, you all know where I stand, I really could give a fuck whether I get linked by a Wal-Mart blog or not, but I want honesty in the debate, and that's what we were all (At least us black folks present) trying to achieve. But I don't want to act like some of our white progressive friends weren't trying to reach out, because they did. But you know how human nature is, it's always the bad shit that sticks out.
For instance, AA Pundit tried to explain the seriousness of this Hillary "O" man shit, and it seemed like no one wanted to hear it. Like what's the point of all this Net roots, progressive online networking, and activism if a constituency that consistently gives you 90% of their vote is about to go away and never come back? Memo to all you folks out there who consider yourselves democrats; you better start paying attention to this shit because the anger is real. Some of us that were here this weekend tried to tell you but you didn't listen. I think you will live to regret it. I think black folks are ready to have that discussion with the rethugs about making a switch. So Hillary, be very careful.
And speaking of the folks that were here: I met Brandon from Superspade , and he is a good brother. I also met my man Kevin Myles from the Wichita NAACP. Thanks for the knowledge about Wichita my brotha, I never would have known. You all have got it going on out there. I also saw my man Barantunde from Jack& Jill politics, my girl from Pam's House Blend, and the sister from Anderson@ Large. All good people from what I could tell, and all doing the blogging thing and representing to the fullest. Oh, and I will be damn if Gabrielle from Color of Change isn't a dead ringer for Adrian Grenier (Vince) from Entourage. Man you better start using that shit. And you live in Cali too? Sheeeet.
In the AM, I am heading back up to Killadelph. The organizer's did a nice job with this conference, and some of the folks that came here did so with an open mind. As for some of the others.....well, my grandmama used to say that if you can't say anything nice about someone you shouldn't say anything at all. So.......
It's late folks
But tomorrow I will get a chance to meet everybody. There are bloggers here (mostly of the left leaning persuasion) from all over the country, and the conference officially kicks off tomorrow. Already my girl Lola called to welcome a brotha to her city (that's what's up), and as is usually the case, I am feeling D.C. I always get a good vibe here, so I have mad love for the "chocolate city".
The folks here seem very organized and on the ball, so let's see what happens. I am not sure about out all the topics, but whatever it is, I will let you know how it went down. I am sure someone will bring up the whole "whitosphere v. blackosphere" thing, and I am sure that there are lots of Hillary supporters here.
Should be fun :)
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Hillary you are breaking my heart.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Those lucky male Negroes.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008
"The Red Phone In Black & White"

I am not referring to the fact that the ad is unoriginal; as several others have noted, it mimics a similar ad made for Walter Mondale in his 1984 campaign for the Democratic nomination. What bothers me is the difference between this and the Mondale ad. The Mondale ad directly and unequivocally played on the issue of experience. The danger was that the red telephone might be answered by someone who was “unsure, unsteady, untested.” Why do I believe this? Because the phone and Mr. Mondale are the only images in the ad. Fair game in the normal politics of fear.
Not so this Clinton ad. To be sure, it states that something is “happening in the world” — although it never says what this is — and that Mrs. Clinton is better able to handle such danger because of her experience with foreign leaders. But every ad-maker, like every social linguist, knows that words are often the least important aspect of a message and are easily muted by powerful images.
I have spent my life studying the pictures and symbols of racism and slavery, and when I saw the Clinton ad’s central image — innocent sleeping children and a mother in the middle of the night at risk of mortal danger — it brought to my mind scenes from the past. I couldn’t help but think of D. W. Griffith’s “Birth of a Nation,” the racist movie epic that helped revive the Ku Klux Klan, with its portrayal of black men lurking in the bushes around white society. The danger implicit in the phone ad — as I see it — is that the person answering the phone might be a black man, someone who could not be trusted to protect us from this threat..."
Monday, March 10, 2008
Another political fall from grace.

Sunday, March 09, 2008
"Thou shalt not kill"

tain segments of the population, some of the shit we see happening in the hood everyday is going to start carrying over into WSZ (white safety zones), and then the war on terror will take on a whole different meaning. What are all the scared A-merry-cans going to do then? Build a wall around every major urban area? Hmmmm, I am sure the thought has crossed their minds. Throw Missy from the plane.

Friday, March 07, 2008
I am still not drinking.

Thursday, March 06, 2008
She won't go!

Wednesday, March 05, 2008
#47

Tuesday, March 04, 2008
ELECTION NIGHT

Monday, March 03, 2008
This white girl is fed up with victimhood....
Check it out:
"Back in 2001 I had my political awakening to race-card politics duly blogged under the heading “Is This White Woman Racist and Does She Really Fucking Care”. This was in response to the so-called Cincinnati riots. (Here is the local media’s politically correct distortion of the events, and here is the correct assessment.) As I review those early posts I can trace my journey from someone who had absolutely no issues with any race or ethnicity to my present views on racism.
As a pre-teen, I was not a participant in any civil rights movement, wasn’t particularly aware of it, but never had any perception of blacks as inferior. I think what frightened me most, as I remember, was associating poverty with blacks. My mother, born shortly after her parents immigrated from Yugoslavia, was thrust into an orphanage at a young age and her dire tales of want and hardships chilled me as a child, leaving me far more wary of that particular condition, no matter what color skin bore witness to it.
It actually is very hard for me to think in terms of ethnicity. I have never felt need to make claim to my Romanian-Serbian roots nor lament the plight of my gypsy kin in Transylvania. My daddy grabbed his American name from a billboard and proceeded to move himself steadily up the economic ladder.
By the time I was born, he had turned his allotment of rags into riches, and I was, quite frankly, a spoiled little rich girl, without the attendant social status. I felt we had much in common with the Beverly Hillbillies. My dad may have known how to make a buck, but uneducated white men who sold cars for a living didn’t get much respect in the wealthy neighborhood I grew up in. And my dad, an independent cuss, could not have cared less. But there was never a moment in my life that I defined myself, or others, according to blood, skin or lineage.
Black men worked for my father at the dealership. He also hired them to cut our grass and paint our home. There wasn’t a disparaging word uttered by my parents. They were treated like any other contractor that came to the house.
I do have vague memories of the Cincinnati riots in 1966. Those were actual riots. I remember my dad getting the gun out of the safe. In retrospect, our neighborhood was so far from Cincinnati center that the likelihood of anyone driving out to do us rich folks harm was minimal. But he didn’t talk about shooting “niggers”. The word wasn’t in the home and my guess is he would have gotten the gun out no matter what race was having a riot.
But here’s the rub. It isn’t about civil rights anymore. It’s about victimhood. It’s not about equality. It’s about extortion. It’s not about unity. It’s about vengeance and pay back. Obama dresses it up with flourishes of pompous rhetoric and spices it with the incense of mysticism but it’s the same ole same ole race, entitlement and “justice” rhetoric that constituted “dialog” during the riots here in 2001..."
I don't know if I should even link Missy and give her some hits compliments of the field Negroes she writes about ...ahhh fuck it, I will go ahead and link her, maybe she will trackback and get an education. There is more here.
Oh yes, the "victimhood" tag. Seems even the "O" man is playing the "victimhood" role now to get elected. Well sorry Missy, that "victimhood" tag is kind of played out now. It's the lazy white folks way of explaining away the fucked up conditions in A-merry-ca that too many people (black and white) are suffering through. But I am glad your daddy had lots of money so that he could give you a nice home and all the trappings that come with it. Too bad all that money didn't buy your dumb ass a clue. I don't care where your parents came from. They were white right? So yeah, like you, they benefited from their skin color when they came to this bitch. So save your pull yourself up speech for folks who actually believe that bull shit. And I am glad your daddy hired Negroes to work for him. Tell him thanks for me. I am sure all the Negroes he hired would like to thank him too. Oh what would they have done without good white folks like your daddy? But then, good whites folks like your daddy wouldn't have had a country to come to if their ancestors didn't help to build it on the backs of their free labor.
But thanks for your post, I needed it to remind me why I am so angry all the fucking time.
See it's like this: Barack is one of the nice Negroes. Which is kind of ironic because you were attacking him) I am not a nice Negro. I am the kind of Negro that will tell you to go and fuck yourself, and mean every word of it. And you know what? The Negroes that worked for your daddy probably felt that way too.
Sunday, March 02, 2008
Quiet Riot.

Saturday, March 01, 2008
Someone worth remembering.







