Republicans, Republicans, where for art thou Republicans???

The Four leading Republican Candidates for the Presidency of the United States have declined to show up to a Forum Hosted by Tavis Smiley (I love me some Tavis) on Sept 27. All of whom have cited "schedule conflicts" as the reason for their no show. This is even worrying members of the "Grand Old Party" like former Congressman Jack Kemp, who stated that "we sound like we don't want black people to vote for us". Now it's a fact that most Black people are Democrats by default but could the GOP be facing a "Blacklash" from those registered Black and Latino voters that are Republicans. And from those that vote not for for the party but for the person. It is ridiculous for the GOP candidates to think that they can win the election in 2008 without any minority votes. This country is full of young people, young Black people and young Latino people that want to be involved, are involved and can't wait until 2008 so they can vote and they are not voting for someone that they do not know and someone who does not know them. I want to know everything about my future President and I want them to know why I voted for them. I want what matters to me to matter to them and the GOP is showing that what matters to Minorities does not matter to them at all.

Check out more on this @ http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2007/09/19/politics/washingtonpost/main3273657.shtml

Peace
IAMNOTANIGGA

Wings, Mozzarella Sticks, and Bigotry...To Go Please

For those who have been looking for me...sorry I have been working a second job and going to school. This time of year is very busy for me. But no worries, God is working it out and I know it will all be worth it in the end when I am the Senator of somebody’s state. But let me get to the point. Like I said I started working for Applebee’s in the evenings and on the weekend. The tips are good because I am naturally friendly. But I don't know how much I can take of the inside racism going on all up and through there. Let me tell ya'll what happened.

I was working late Monday, counting the minutes before I could leave and hoping that I did not get another table before I left. Well, while I was in the kitchen rolling silverware one of the cooks (white boy 1) and the boy who washes the dishes (white boy2) were having quite the interesting conversation.....

WB1: Guess what I am a member of!!!
WB2: What???
WB1: The Sons of the Confederacy!
WB2: Really...My grandfather is a Klansman. I can tell you where some meetings are....!

Okay let me give you some more info. After they saw that a Negro was standing right there seething and staring them right in the face they disbanded that conversation quick fast and in a hurry. But don't worry it gets better. The two dumb suckas listen to more rap music than I do. They do all the things that ignorant people feel is ethnic. They use the popular lingo. They do the manly "ghetto" handshake and if you could see how they wear their clothing you would swear they were extras on a G-Unit or Bad Boy video. I don't get it...they hate us so much that they do all they can to act like us. But it gets oh so better.

By the end of the night I was getting past what they had said and I was walking out of the kitchen when WB1 and WB2 were talking to each other. I suppose one said something that was funny because they started to laugh and giving each other the "ghetto" handshake. Well I'm naturally a comedienne so I started to mock them and they had the audacity to speak to me, and this is what was said...

WB1: Girl you don't even know what we talkin' bout.
WB2: Yeah Girl
WB1: Yeah we on anotha level.
WB2: Yeah...We WHITE so we on anotha level.
Me: (Sly smirk and shocking look plastered on face) You know what you are so right.

I just left the kitchen. I was so dumbfounded I did not know what to do or say. Now I had been secretly dissed and discriminated against but I had never experienced anything quite like this. I was not so much angry as I was amazed that he felt it was okay to say something like that to me. Obviously I was not the only one that was shocked. The white girl working in the kitchen was more upset than I was. (Or at least that’s how she acted.) I just had to get this out because I have to go to work tonight and I am more upset about this than I thought I would be. I know I live right in the Heart of Dixie but give me a break. We have to be more civilized than monkeys.


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IAMNOTANIGGA (never was never will be)

Bad Reporter

Here is something to tickle your funny bone.

Please Brotha...Don't Sue Me!!!

Okay in recent news there has been a surge of ridiculous lawsuits spawned by disgruntled Black men. Now as a future law student all of this quite amuses me but I have to wonder, what happened to laws protecting individuals and companies from frivolous litigation? In one case a JUDGE is suing a dry cleaners for an obscene amount of money for missing pants. I think the sum total reaches over 50 Million dollars. Is he crazy??? There is no way his pants or his time is worth that much money. And when it was decided in court that he had no case he decided to appeal the decision. Come on Brotha....Move on. Its over. I am sure he didn't think that he was going to win. Really. And the funny thing is that the owners of the Dry Cleaners offered a settlement that was well above the price of any pair of pants in the world. No matter what brand. I just don't understand this. This man is a Judge and he is making a mockery out of our legal system. And he is wasting tax payer money by pursuing ridiculous vindication. This man needs to move on.

Another more humorous pending lawsuit is one of a Texas man suing 1800Flowers for sending his wife a receipt for gifts sent to his mistress. Now that is sweet Karma. But while listening to this mans argument he actually has a 10% chance of winning. If people think about the facts and not the fact that he was cheating there is a chance that 1800Flowers may be found liable. Let me run down what I have heard from various news sources...

1. This man specifically asked for nothing to be sent to his home. No receipt, no coupons, no correspondence of any kind. And they did anyway.

2. When the wife received the thank you card (which I am sure is computer generated and his name was probably automatically added to this list) she then called 1800Flowers to find out what he had bought.

3. Now this is where the problem comes in. 1800Flowers has a database of customer's information. If the customer is male or female. If they are a singular customer or representing a company and all that jazz. The problem is they sent this person who did not purchase these gifts an itemized receipt and listed to whom they were sent. Now 1800Flowers has a privacy policy and in this case the person who sent out this receipt broke it.

That is the long and short of it. Now do I think he got what he deserved...Let me think about it...Hell Yeah. But could 1800Flowers end up paying for their little mistake, possibly. We just have to see what happens. If the the man's attorney advises him correctly she will tell him to take the settlement that 1800Flowers will most likely offer.

PEACE

THE BAD!!!

A couple weeks ago I posted one part in a three part series called...HIP HOP The Good The Bad The Ugly. This is the second part and before you all leave comments in asking me why it took so long here's the answer. Cause I'm busy dammit. So here it is better late than never....THE BAD!!

Before Drugs, Hoes, Bitches and money were the picture of Hip Hop's present, turning any and everything that it touched UGLY. We were blessed to have some Hip Hop rappers that were so BAD they were good. If Hip Hop is nothing else it is and will always be a way for inner city youth, hood rats and ghetto babies to cry out and express their disdain, discomfort and disbelief concerning their lives and the environment that they inhabit. Although back in the day what was being said was probably the equivalent to what is being said now, if you think about the times and how Hip Hoppers broke the lines of the everyday norm. But something about it was so pure that you couldn't help but listen to it, buy it, sing along with it and love it. I remember the first time I heard fight the power (for real). I was very young and all I heard was there was this group that was saying bad stuff and talking negatively about white people and "the man". I didn't know what was going on. I was the product of a home that only played Al Green and Shirley Murdock. But once I got my hands on some of it I found that I would forever be changed. I loved it. I craved it and I did what I had to do to get it.

Back in those days F the Police was about as bad as it got. Hip Hop Beef was harmless and nobody got shot. Oh some egos were shattered and lives reps were left in the Hip Hop's lost and found but it was still so pure and natural. The envelope was pushed but it sounded so good. It was uplifting and powerful and there was a message besides "chains and money and girls with big butts." One of my favorite songs was I like Big Butts. Sir Mix A Lot got his point across without saying the words Bitch or Hoe one hundred times. I never turned off the radio feeling confused or bad about myself. I was proud to be in my skin and proud of the music we made. Now I am ashamed and dismayed. I wonder will we ever be able to go back to the pure, poetic, beautiful side of Hip Hop?

Slap Yo Mama...Beat Yo Kids

This had me ready to slap about three of the white people that sit around me. And I'm thinking about going home to whoop my sister's kids on GP (General Purposes). This is why I love Black People. This is why I am proud to be in the skin that I am in. This is why we must unite and take back everything that was stolen from us. Starting with our Pride and our ability to speak out and speak up for what we know is RIGHT!!!! Enjoy the Knowledge!

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PEACE

IAMNOTANIGGA (And never will be!!)

ALERT...Copy Cat On The Loose.

A few days ago I posted about this blog interview going around. Well I was interviewed and then I started to read other people's interviews and I saw that a certain person was interviewed twice...yes as in two times. And I said hey I want to get interviewed twice and so I asked and Cluizel (who happens to have an awesome Blog) to interview me and she graciously agreed. So here are the questions and answers of my copy cat endeavor.

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1. Poetry readings: Snapping or Clapping? Why?

Clapping. I think that most poets are slaves to praise. The worst thing that could happen to a poet is for them to recite something and all they get is a bunch of people snapping there fingers. They want loud thunderous applause, a standing ovation, a book deal. (Well that’s what I want.) And I also think that it is so cliché to snap at a poetry reading, this is not Love Jones and my name ain’t Nina.

2. Would you ever wear your hair natural? (You should know I would ask. lol)

I have the not so secret desire to go natural. I just don’t have the guts yet. I envy anyone that can say f it and do what makes them happy. I always say that I plan to go natural when I am thirty. Somehow I think that that’s an age when I would feel more stable. And hopefully with God’s Grace I will be doing what I really want to do and corporate America will have nothing to do with my hair choice. But for now the answer is a cowardly yes…someday.

3. If you could build a husband what would he look like? (Just physically)

Imagine a man about 6’3”, dark brown skin, a head full of beautiful hair, the face of Morris Chestnut, the body of LL Cool J, the package of a porn star, and a butt that wont quit. Yes I am a booty watcher. Now that is my Harlequin Romance Man. But in real life I am what some would call a chubby chaser. I like a man with some meat on his bones. I don’t mean grossly overweight. If I want to go jogging I want him to go as well. I want someone with just the right amount of belly and a nice booty. Flesh tone doesn’t really matter and I would prefer if he wasn’t bald. By choice or by nature. I am easy to please.

4. Favorite city and why?

My favorite City it Muskegon, MI. That my hometown and there is nothing there. Nothing to do, nothing to see, but all of my family is there. Right down to the family dog, Star. The nicest Chihuahua in the world, if you don’t have testicles. For some reason she hates men. My step dad was in the Military and we traveled a bit and no matter where we were I always wanted to go back to Muskegon. I am a little city girl.

5. Turn on the computer...what is the first website you usually go to besides checking email? Why?

My first web visit goes to GOCOMICS.Com I have to get my laugh on. It’s too early for CNN and all the war news. If it can’t make me laugh at 8 in the morning I don’t need it. Right after that I am in blog heaven for about an hour. And yes I am doing all of this while I am supposed to be working. Oops, my bad. LOL

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IAMNOTANIGGA