Things I Could Have Put In a Series of Tweets

written over the course of a few weeks

I love rap music but artists talk about women in a way that make them seem like the finest piece of gold that’s easily disposable. I’m constantly scratching my chin at that shit. It’s like resentment for admiring women so much or something.

If you’re unfamiliar with society6, it’s a middle-man website for artists (painters, illustrators, graphic designers, etc) to get their art to the people without going in the red to do so. Meaning, you don’t have to pay for the production cost of getting posters/shirts/whatever printed. I feel like they are getting over on me though. Someone pays 15 bucks for a print, I get $2. I need to re-evaluate some shit.

My god-mother gave me a flask for Christmas. I feel like it’s a gag gift, considering she’s super holy. She’s one of those “leave it up to God” folk, which is cool as long as you don’t force it down my throat. She’s could’ve gotten me (a) fish (dinner) and bread…

We are spiritual beings, with the ability to imagine infinite things, stuck in physical vehicles, with extreme limitations. That’s grounds for constant internal unrest. There should be WAAAAAY more unstable people in society than there are. Maybe we are all just lying to ourselves about being “okay” or anything beyond that.

Danny Brown needs more props for his ability to verbally paint a picture. See “Wonderbread”, “Clean Up”. I think a lot of people can’t get pass the character.

I enjoy driving. I dislike destinations and time constraints. And people who drive under 35 mph. GET IN THE RIGHT HAND LANE PLEASE MA’AM/SIR.

I’m watching a Young Turks youtube clip, where 2 anchors critique a NYT interview with Jaden and Willow Smith. The anchors are basically saying that the responses from the brother and sister are arrogant in a child-like way (aka privileged) and that maybe their parents should have schooled them in, I guess some form of media training to not sound like pretentious little brats. First off, Jaden Smith tweets are fucking hilarious. Whether they make sense or not, I don’t care. But I feel like TYT was overall making a mockery of two kids expressing themselves and sharing their beliefs… which is some shit white kids in America get the chance to do all the fucking time, without much corralling. But when 2 black wealthy adolescents use a public forum to share their views, it’s some “oh come now, lets tone it down a bit” type shit. FUCK OFF.

One of my coworkers is a, I guess diehard, Patriots fan. He is also a Saints fan since he was born in the N.O. Yeah, I don’t know how it works either. Anyway, #Deflategate is all on the news so he is constantly having to come to the defense of the team for all the allegations. But then, he uttered this: “my coach say he don’t know then he don’t know. He only gotta answer to God.” I wanted to laugh, insultingly, at him. If god exists, with the human like qualities that people like to attach to him/her and he/she keeps tabs on sports, I feel like soccer/futbol would be the sport of choice.

I’m watching a DIY show and the female host gets caught in a group hug, with what I assume is the young couple and the dad of one of them. So, you’ve got 2 big dudes basically smothering two smaller women. Somebody had a pair of genitals mashed against them, and they did not like that. I couldn’t be a woman. I’d want to smack EVERYBODY.

Watched Lucy 2 days in a row. Good science fiction movie based on bad science. I’m still trying to figure out if she saw outside the universe when she played back time. I feel like that black gooey looking ball was a universe. I don’t know. Decided to read up on the Big Bang, hoping maybe I’d find some tie in that the movie creators based that part of the film on. But my cynical side — which is more like a cynical portion that fluctuates in surface area size — realized that the Big Bang is still a theory and why the fuck am I so damn curious about something that NOBODY has the answers for. Then I just became slightly annoyed at myself for not studying and reading more in middle and high school.

There’s a line between women (particularly celebrities) being free to express their sexuality and their sexuality being exploited for profit. I don’t know where that line is. I don’t even know if its my duty, or right, to try and point out that line.

I’ve been riding around to Public Enemy for the past week and a half. I have no idea what was behind that decision. A sub-conscious protest to the mainstream, maybe. I don’t know. Anyway, it hit me that there is a good portion of people that don’t know Flavor Flav used to drop knowledge. Step back and try to envision that time line between the Spike Lee directed music videos and him licking that tall white woman on VH1. It’s a little crazy. Joe Rogan has a bit where he jokes about trying to explain Snookie, and her infamy, to alien visitors. I feel like that shift in Flav’s star status is just as unexplainable.

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