Life....What a funny thing!!

Been Away for Awhile

2008-06-26T12:09:00.000-07:00

Hello people, sorry I have been gone for awhile. To all my phone bloggers I apologize but that phone number no longer works. I plan on listening a new phone line for those of you that enjoy blogging to my phone account. As for me, well, I'm currently back in college completing my Masters in Business with an emphasis on Information Technology. I'm excited and loving my classes. I'm currently on summer break from my job and thought that this summer I may make a little extra change teaching at the local community college or maybe even doing some consulting work. I have to give shouts out to my oldest daughter Christian Page. She graduated from MLK high school in Atlanta last month and has a full scholarship to college in Tennessee. I'm so proud of her and look forward to her success. She's going to do great.
Anyway, I will be blogging again soon, but feel free to hit me up. Thanks.

-Vee

SHOUT OUTS TO MY PHONE BLOGGERS..

2007-11-06T11:50:00.000-08:00

Betty,

Thank you for phoning in. I appreciate you stopping in and reading my blog site. I want to thank you for leaving a phone message and reading my "Rebirth" poem. That poem was written about 3 years ago and it just came to me one day. I began to write and before I knew it I had this writing that many people I know who had read it found it to be somewhat insparational. I have performed that poem at some local poetry readings and recieved a great amount of applause for it. Although I do not condone the use of the word as much anymore I do understand that it is a part of our community on so many levels. Many people may find it offensive and I do not denounce their opinion in the least bit. I hope that your thesis comes out well and I wish you all the luck in the world in your academic endeavors. Keep on pushing for your goal, you will be there before you know it. Please feel free to call in at anytime on my post's. Thanks again.

-Vee

Ms Sunshine,
Thanx for calling in. I'm glad you enjoyed the poem "Ms. Butterfly". I hope that it was the motivation you needed to understand that you are more than just flesh and blood, you have a soul and a beautiful side of you that you want to find and will find. Do not allow for people to demean you because of what you expressed. It's a great thing to keep your personality shining. Be what you name says "Ms Sunshine" and keep on moving. Soon you will find that those that have said mean things about you are just like sand paper, they rough and gritty, but the more they rub you the worst they become and the more polished you start to be. Keep on with what your doing, you will prosper and your life will get better. Thanks for the call.

-Vee

Beautiful Indulgence,
Thank you for your call. It is sad what happened in the Dunbar Projects. I hope that justice is served and that attention to this atrocity is brought to light. I am glad that I had the opportunity to pass this on to someone that didnt know about it. Thank you for stopping by and please keep coming through my blog spot. I appreciate all that come and by all means, pass my sight on to others. Thanks again.

-Vee

Diva27,

Hey you. I appreciate your phone message. I am glad that you enjoyed the poem "Ms. Butterfly". I hope that it allowed for you to understand the beauty that dwells within you. The fact that so many people look at the aesthetics of people as a determination of who they truly are and not see the soul of an individual which really dictates the beauty of a person is sad. I thank you for stopping through, and feel free to leave as many responses as you feel you want to. Keep on doing what you doing, everything successful that you seek is on it's way. Just be patient and it will happen. I look forward to seeing you again on the blogs. Thanks again.

-Vee

Dog In The Dog House

2007-11-01T15:46:00.000-07:00

I was completely appauled at the racist remarks made by Dog the bounty hunter. Is it not funny how people like this tend to try and justify their remarks by stating that it was "Anger" or "I was just not thinking at the time." How is it that you can use such racist remarks and feel that you are not racist? Sorry that your son wanted to date a woman of color, yet the fact that you stated that you use the word around your house so regularly that it would mess up your career by bringing in a black girl to your family is racist in itself. If you are not sure of what happened, then click here to read about it.

Although a Bounty Hunter is not a police officer, they are in law enforcement. As a peace officer you are held to a certain amount of professionalism. Does this particular type of behavior really portray the "good ol boy" network that is so evident within organizations of this type?

I mean really, this is something that is handed down throughout generations and this mentality will be passed on to each child until someone breaks the lineage of ignorance. It is amazing how appologetic they become when they are caught, however, if this was never taped would his mentality have changed? I doubt it. I am completely in awe at this revelation and it truly makes me wonder how many others feel the same way as Dog when it comes to people of color.

I read that Dog stated through tears "I am now going to be placed in the same category as Imus". YA THINK??? Damn right you are going to be placed there. Theres no sympathy for that. It just burns my ass to no avail when the justification factors start to be express. If you a Senator tapping your foot in a bathroom stall and get caught by an undercover cop for trying to solicit "Man Love" then you are a homosexual. Point blank. Nothing against Homosexuals, just admit what you are. I have more respect for a person that does that. If you are an ex KKK member running for congress, stop trying to "double speak" your way into politics. Your a racist and will always be one point blank. So if you use derogatory comments towards a group of people then you geniunely have a resentment towards that group, wether you want to admit it or not. Don't cry now, you stirred up that hornets nest now you about to be stung. You can go ahead with your tail tucked between your legs and realize that this is the end of your fame. Maybe you can go on and find something new to do. Maybe you can start a blog or something.

I just hope that people don't buy the rhetoric that is about to come down the pipe. The tears, appologies, and total disgrace of his actions will plaster the news and be the subject of a few CNN and other media shows on television. The appolegetic interviews and statements will fly from the Dog house like free'd slaves. I want those that read this to understand that I am not being biased towards this situation, hell I feel that OJ did it, I think I Love NewYork and Flava of Love is disgraceful, I believe that Clarence Thomas should not be sitting on the Supreme Court Justice after his criminal behavior. I just feel that ignorance should not be fed and that if you do the crime then you must pay for your injustice to those you hurt. I would love to hear what you think about this situation. Thank you.

-Vee

What if Barack & Michelle Obama were ghetto?

2007-10-29T22:38:00.000-07:00

What if we find out that Barack Obama and Michelle Obama were ghetto? I was watching Candidate Obama on MTV and I actually saw his “inner nigga” come out. I mean I could have swore I saw him cuss a little bit. The question was “Would you consider being Vice President to Hillery if you do not win the nomination or vice versa”. That’s when I saw him cool as hell say “I’m running for President”, then the moderator tried to break it down as if he was talking to an uneducated person and asked the same question just in different terms. I could have sworn I saw him cuss a little bit and I swore it look like he said under his breath “muthafuca didn’t I just say I’M RUN-NING FOR PRESIDENT not Vice President….PRESIDENT!!” I was waiting for him to stand in the middle of the stage and say “KING KONG AINT GOT SH!T ON ME!!” but unfortunately it never happened and so I lost my interest. However, a lesson learned was this, under pressure, a black man’s blackness will come out. That blackness like that one friend of yours that complains about everything he/she orders at a restaurant after they just gave 32 separate directions on how to prepare their friggin plate, you know damn well 16 year old Megan can’t remember the best technique to pee , let alone remember that you need your patty slightly dark on one side and a little brown on the other with no pink in the middle. That blackness when they passing out paychecks and you hear that one person in the very last cubicle yell out “OH HELLLL NAWWWL!!”..you know that cat’s check shawt!! Right when Obama answered that question I realized that damn….Tupac was right…everybody in L.A. (or in this case “ that’s a blackperson running for president”) has a little thug in them. So it made me wonder…. What if Barrack & Michelle were ghetto, what would go down? Here’s my list in no particular order:

Michelle Obama all up on myspace with pictures of her and her “girls” all up in top secret areas of the Whitehouse. Sitting on top secret aircraft like they on a motorcycle at the black motorcycle club annual run.
We find out that Barack’s lips are black from smoking blunts. The public finds out through a Paparazzi catching a picture of Barack getting the newspaper at Camp David in boxers, a wife beater, tube socks,corduroy house shoes and a blue presidential rag tied around his head like Tupac smoking a blunt.
Michelle online with the user name mimi_da_firstlady_fasho@penselvaniaave.whitehouse.gov
Barack & Michelle will be the first presidential couple that attends the Hip Hop Honors awards because they were honoring LL Cool J and “I need love” was their wedding song.
Barack’s secret service wearing presidential “Blingage” around their necks like WuTang Klan.
The Inauguration will be the first to have Hennessey, Beyonce’, and a D.J.
Barack will be the first president to show up at a press conference in an Adida’s sweat suit with the Presidential seal on the left breast pocket.
The White House will have those fans you find in church, you know the ones that have that white Jesus kneeling in the red robe with blond permed hair looking upward with the light from heaven shining on his face. Or, the ones with Martin Luther King on the front in the black and red robe sitting in the pew in the pastors chair. Either one, if you flip them over the advertisement for the local funeral home is on the back in black and white.
After press conferences, Obama’s cousin (Not Cheney..lol) Elroy selling rib plates and chicken dinners out back.
If Obama get caught up like Bill Clinton, it’s not going to be no little white intern..hell naww…it’s going to be Karen Steffans (Super Head).

I’m sure this list could go on…let me hear what else would happen if we found out the Obama’s are ghetto and they got elected.

-Vee

Dunbar Projects....Why did it happen?

2007-10-29T09:24:00.000-07:00

Have you heard of the incident in West Palm Beach Florida at the Dunbar projects there? If not click here first to read it then read this blog, it will make a lot more sense.

To me, this was one of the most heinous and terrible crimes ever committed upon a woman and her child. Why is it that our youth have grown so out of control that total disregard to humanity is just a way of life for them? I will tell you why, because parents arent parenting and teachers arent teaching yet each one is blaming the other. It's like some terrible misconception that each one play's a role and that that role only lasts for the period they are within sight. Out of sight of out of mind is what it seems like is going on here. Many parents today are so wrapped up in their personal agendas and their own selfish motivations that they forget the need to develop a child into a good productive law abiding citizen. Yet some parents will cuss a teacher out for taking away their childs cell phone in class or reprimanding a student because he/she has on something that is completely inappropriate to wear at school. This behavior alone displays the need to create confrontation as a means of "getting your way". Ignorance teaches ignorance.

Whatever happened to the respect of each other and people in general? Those that believe in their God probably questions the theory that we are already living in hell and that heaven can only be on some remote island near Hawaii. These young men were deviants, completely misinformed about respect and the desire to succeed. I understand that living in a project can be a social shock and may create a feeling of dispair. A feeling that anything you do will never amount to anything except your friends and local family that consists of crackheads, pimps, prostitutes and drug addicts. You may say "not all are like that" and I will agree with you. However, I grew up around the projects. I knew pimps and hookers, I have seen drug addicts shooting up in the allies and crime running rampant as police turned a blind eye to the situations going on. Yet our youth are so ignorant at times that it's as if they are trying to go to prison just to build their street credibility. The local gangsters and pimps are their role models, and as long as they are there they will follow them. Theres a major loss to our youth here, a loss that we need to address and become proactive in deterring. Everyday I talk with a youth about specific goals and reaching them, I try to be the role model that they aspire to be like or better. Leadership by example has always been the best way to lead and to teach.

Although I may be a tad bit biased on this issue, mostly because I am a teacher, I am also a parent that has a major concern about teachers teaching. First of all , there takes a certain type of person to teach inner city youth. I know we have all seen the Akihla and the Bee type movies where a teacher walks in and creates such a stir that they actually help the child or children to become something great in life. Those are great movies and very good true stories. Yet my only problem with that is;Why is there only one teacher trying to do it? I'll tell you why, there are so many teachers that are there specifically for a check and thats about it. If the student learns or not then thats the student and his parents problem. Then there are those that want to make a difference and they are laughed at and their "outside of the box thinking" is shot down by those that just want to make it to retirement. We need to provide our teachers with better pay, more materials and stronger accountability practices. I know all about the NCLB (No Child Left Behind) act, yet we are still leaving children behind. We are sweeping the low performers under the rugs and keeping the ones that are doing good in the traditional schools. Adminstrators and Principals know that it is neccessary to remove those children that are below AYP (Annual Yearly Performance) and refer them to a Charter or Continuation school so they can deal with the low performance. Although the education factor is a blog all in itself, I had to mention it in order to get to the point of these hoodlums that committed this heinous act of pain and suffering towards this poor Haitian immigrant. If the projects are designed to help low income families, then why not help them?? Lets not just create a roach haven for drug dealers and poor souls to live, lets make projects have community centers that have classes on credit and investing. Lets provide for educational opportunities for residents of that project or better yet why not have a mentoring program that brings young men & women into it to provide motivational speaking to allow for them to take pride in themselves? We need volunteer mother's and father's to be there for those kids that just want an ear to listen to. Although many of these ideas may be just a dream, they still have merit. This is the opportunity to elighten and save the lives of people that may have fallen victim to an ignorant youth. Now please don't get me wrong, what I am expressing here is "pre-intervention" what we can do to prevent something of this magnitude to transpire. The Dunbar hoodrats (as I call them), these terrible menace's to society need to be punished to the full extent of the law and should serve the remainder of their lives thinking about this travesty upon humanity that they have created. However, they will be released in due time and slapped on the wrist.

I am just appauled at the fact that no news coverage or 20/20 special has been done to bring focus to this. Why hasn't Farakahn, Sharpton, or Jackson made any marches or had any dialogue with the nation on this issue? Our "so called" leaders were there for the Jena 6 case because it fueled racial tension yet because this was a "black on black" crime, the need to expose it isn't really a big deal. This is not the 50's and 60's anymore, yes racial ignorance still exists, but we have a bigger problem here...inner city ignorance!! Living the stereotype that the world has placed on us. The gruesome details of what they made that woman do to her own son and the torcher they gave to both of them by pouring amonia in the eye's and the overall rape in front of that young boy is going to do nothing but make that child a tormented soul. They not only hurt them physically they hurt them emotionally for life and nothing in this world could ever give them back the life they once had.

I think we need to take back what we gave to this world and thats our children. We need to work really hard to start teaching respect and love and to stop with us always being the victim of "The Man" story. Lets teach our kids to their ass out of jail and pick up a book which could lead to learning which could lead to a degree one day. The projects should be a temporary fix to a shorterm problem, not a longterm fix to a lifelong problem. No one should be in the projects until they are old enough to retire. No one. There are waaaay too many opportunities out here, you just have to be prepared to work for it and strive to be a part of the successful ones that everyone else in the projects talk about. It's to late for these Dunbar kids, but it's right on time for all the others that want to make a better life and live it. Thanks for stopping through.

-Vee

2007-10-24T11:06:00.000-07:00

Note: Working with innercity youth and also growing up in the same neighborhoods as many of them I tend to see and have saw things that many of us take for granted. The Invisible is a poem that relates to many people that cross our paths daily. I wrote this poem after talking to a student one day about his behavior in class and realizing that all he was asking for is a chance to be heard. Lets not take the "invisible" for granted. -Vee

The Invisible

I am the boy that no one listens to
The one who wears boots instead of shoes
I am the one who wants a friend
But the only ones that listen are counselors (because they have to) and the wind

I am the boy that needs attention so I shave my head
I am the boy whose anger grows like a fire and is becoming fascinated with the dead
I am the boy that all the others chase, so I run
I am the boy that will bring my own peace, so I return with a gun

I am the girl that is happy and thin
I am the girl that eats, just to throw up…over…and over …again
I am the girl that loves to share with each other
I am the one who barely speaks to my mother
I am the one that wants the boys to sit next to me
I am the one popping this pill of ecstasy

I am the man that works all day with nothing to show
The same man that sends my money for my son…while she spends it on blow
The man that only hears from my child when something is needed
The same man that mama runs to when HER man has hit her, and she’s being mistreated

I am the woman that is always happy and full of joy
The one that treats food like a toy
The one that feels that happiness is found in a cheesecake
The one that longs for love and prays for a mate
The one that smiles on the outside without fear
But allows no one to know that the inside is full of tears

All of these people are a part of someone’s life
All of these people are asking for help, but no one hears their cry
It is the inseparable feeling of rejection that dictates their existence
It is the destructive behavior that motivates their persistence
For everything they do makes them miserableAnd to the world and themselves…they are truly the invisible.

To Love A Warrior

2007-10-24T10:58:00.000-07:00

Note: I wrote this poem after having a dream about coping with coming back from combat in the Gulf. If you are a U.S. Marine who ever served in combat, then you will definately relate to this. -Vee

To Love a Warrior

Someone once said that I am the master of my destiny
And if that is true….are you sure you want to be with me??
I have had to live a life of unspeakable turmoil
A life that mixes like water and oil

I am not a soldier, I am a warrior
A man willing to eat his own guts and defend the world like a lawyer
A man that knows very few fears
And will kill as ordered and be back in time for the game and beer

Can I truly love when my government has ordered me to kill
Can I truly hold you knowing of all the blood I had to spill
Who made me judge and jury in a land of unspeakable crimes
Who allowed me to be the defender of our times

It’s amazing how people worship men of power
And it’s crazy how we continue to denounce those men in the midnight hour
The Government made me promise to defend the Constitution of the United States
Be a patriot of Life liberty and the American way
I have dived from the skies of foreign countries just to give my life
I have slit the throats of communist and gave their heads to their wife’s

I have drowned my pain in bottles of Jack
While nursing the wounds of oppression that scar my back
I have given what I felt was my all
Even under extreme violence and misery…I still stood tall

I have broken every sin that God has ever written
And it seems to me that I have even made a few that he hasn’t even given

Part II

C-130 Rolling down the strip
Marine Corps Daddy bout to take a little trip
Stand up buckle up and shuffle to the door
I jump right out and shout MARINE CORPS

Yeah….Jump right out a perfectly good ass plane
Where my fellow patriots only know me by my rank and last name

Rat-a-tat-tat …that’s the sound that echoes in my head
AK-47 was the sound….and a 12 year old boy lays there dead

Kill or be killed was the motto that I held true
But did that little boy know what I was about to do??

What makes me different than a Crip or Blood in the streets of my home
What makes me different from destroying a life and leaving a mother alone
To make sense of my killings is far beyond my scope of understanding
But legally in another land, it’s all a part of “Social Handling”

Does the Government even know who I am?
Or am I just another number walking in the land of the damned?
Washington knew they could count on me to do what I was trained
But can I count on them to help me when I no longer have a rank in Front of my name?

Will I be remembered if in combat I fall?
Or will I just be another name on some black granite wall?

It’s a lot to hold on to when you have placed your chest in front of the lives of others
Especially when the enemy will never be allowed to go home to their mothers

My regret for the things I have done does not exist
If I could I would …. Like an open hand to a closed fist

My dreams are in color and vivid and constantly on rewind
Waking up with the vision of a boy’s fear of me in my mind
That will never stop, nor will my pain
And to love me would all be in vain

Semper Fidelis (Always Faithful) is the Motto of all Marines
But we tend to be more faithful to everything else besides what matters, that’s what it seems

A missionary of death is what we are programmed to be
Destroyer of all that threatens the livelihood of the U.S. from Sea to Shining Sea

Therefore, Am I truly the master of my destiny?
And if that is true….are you sure you want to be with me??

Love Is A Nigga

2007-10-24T10:53:00.001-07:00

Love is a Nigga

Why you trip the way you do??
Especially when I want to be so damn true to you

When I look for you your nowhere to be found
And when you there, you throw my heart on the ground

Ohhhh You the coldest heffa I ever met
Doin shit that niggas do, and sometimes doin shit I cant forget

Why is it when I’m through with you, you show up like a bill
And when you feel like it, you destroy my will

Love, I don’t even want you….or do I ?
Sometimes I feel better kickin it with that woman named lonely , at least she don’t lie

You do ghetto shit like putting my heart in yo mama name
Or not paying full attention…just putting a little something on it… cause that’s ya game

Got my nose wide open like an asthmatic
But your presence is so fuckin emphatic

Girrrrl, Whats wit you and the games you play
Why is it when your leaving I want you to stay
Why is it when you stay I want you to go
And how is that you make me sprung with your sensual flow

See…there I go again, writing shit about you like it’s a job
Creating poetic versus and turning my words like a door knob

I cant even play spades without being reminded of you
Every hand I get has the Queen of hearts…and I don’t know what to do
I see love in that card and it digs in like a hook
But as powerful as she looks… that heffa never won me a book

Damn …. Love is a nigga and it just does it’s own thang
But here I go again fallin for this heffa named love like a moth to a flame

I can’t stand yo ass, but please don’t leave
Because without you I can’t breathe

Damn…love is like a gun with a hair trigger
But all in all… love aint nothing but a nigga…
Peace. -vp

Rebirth of a Nigga

2007-10-24T10:45:00.000-07:00

Websters dictionary defines the word “Nigger” as: “a disparaging term for a member of any socially, economically, or deprived group of people”

That’s deep….

So…Being that today we have teen pregnancy and issues with gangs
With economic stability and having to put the PG & E in yo mama’s name

We have young soldiers dieing to satisfy oil corporations
While congress laughs at the thought of reparations

A mind is a terrible thing to waste…that’s what we hear from the UNCF
But we cant get funding for books or music because the government says there’s no money left

We can hire new policemen & women 20 at a time
The same men & women that cant wait to shock you with tasers or beat you blind

Why is Tenesha out in the streets before the break of dawn
And why is it her baby has no food or clothes to put on

Why does mama have to work two jobs just to make ends meet
And why is it dad isn’t around to rub her feet

Why is it women are attracted to women and men to men
Why is it that adults are trying to meet children to be more than just friends

Why isn’t quality healthcare affordable to economically unstable people
And why is their more crimes being committed underneath the church steeple

These are questions that make me wonder
That as a country…. Are we going upward or are we falling under

As I read the definition of nigger the answer became clear and evident
That no matter how I read it the truth is…. we have a Nigger for President

Part II

So I think I might give that word to the rest of the world and create one I can relate to
Make it a word with meaning….a word that rings with truth

I think I might take the word “Nigger” and rewrite it in a positive way
I’m going to drop that “er” at the end and replace it with an “a”

I’m going to make this word completely different from it’s original meaning
I’m going to make this word aesthetically appealing

Hell….. we use it anyway even if we say we don’t
Niggas will still use it even if we decide we won’t

I live in America this is my home and I don’t know any other way
And those that don’t like it…guess what… I’m here to stay!!!

So getting back on point……I’m going to make Nigga an acronym
I’m going to shed light on a word that is considered dim

I’m going to pimp the word like X-Zibit does a ride
Make it a word we never want to hide

A word reserved for those of us that have lived and seen racism with our own 2 eyes
A word reserved just for us …a word that tells no lies

Yeah I’m going to make it a word that’s no longer banned
Because NIGGA will stand for Naturally Intellectual God Gifted American

Man..If that’s what it stood for I might change my view of the word
It might become one of the most beautiful words a Nigga ever heard

I might just walk around proud with my chest stuck out…
Because the Natural Intelligence that God Gave me truly makes me that N.I.G.G.A you talking about

-Vee P

To The Daughters of My People

2007-10-24T10:40:00.000-07:00

Inquisition of Innocence

There she is fine as she can be
Carrying all that thickness like honey to a bumble bee
Hair whipped, clothes tight, and green contacts in her eyes
Walking with the thickness of her developed thighs
tattoo on the small of her back right above her thong
T-shirt with the explicit lyrics of her favorite song
Oh she grown, that’s what it seems
But this poor child is only sixteen

But in her mind she’s a grown ass woman
She has conversations about drankin, smoking, and men who give good lovin
Every since she was nine she had to raise her sisters and brothers
While mom was out with her girls trying to find a new lover
Nigga that’s a child, she not grown
She’s not old enough to drive or even get a home of her own
Her innocence is suspect because cats look at the ass and thighs and not her soul
Quick to make a video doing unspeakable things and not caring that she’s only 16 years old

Somewhere someone told her she has to dress that way
She see’s her mother do it because that is the only way mama can make a nigga stay
She see’s daddy come by and not even speak
Pat her on the head, take mama in the room and make the bed squeak

So in her mind, it’s alright to give up that apple to every cute boy in the hood
But like any fruit, once a worm is in it, that fruit is no longer good
Life’s lessons are harsh and cruel
But I remember somewhere someone said that God only watches over children & fools
And if that’s true, she feels safe and secure
Until some pimp puts her on the track, now she’s confused and unsure

What happened to innocence…and a child’s childhood
What makes a grown ass man think laying with a little girl is all good
Why does society portray beauty as scantly dressed
And why can that child recite every word to the movie Friday, but cant pass a spelling test?

Who told a girl that the word “Bitch” is a term of endearment?
And what’s with all these hormones in foods overdeveloping girls like some science experiment.

The innocence is still there but they are afraid to embrace it
The temptation of adult hood looks pleasing, and we don’t stop them from tasting it
Are we the guilty ones for taking their childhood from them
Are we the ones who stopped being parents and started trying to be friends

The tradition of snatching a child up and setting them straight is on the endangered list
Remember how Big Mama would slap you then follow it with a kiss
That was love, not abuse
But our society has become soft, Hollerin “Time-out”…. Whats the use?

Time Up!!! That’s what I’m hollerin…. Because it’s lonnnnng over due
Little girl put down that blunt and grab a book or two
Idolize Garvey, X, King instead of Little Kim, Chingy, and Nelly
Save the premiere of your body for the man you will marry
Learn a scripture or two and strengthen your mind
Enjoy your childhood, adulthood will come in time

Play with your Barbie’s and not Babies
You are better off acting your age and being a young lady
Keep your innocence in tact and strong
Don’t go to school to show your belly button, go to get ya learn on

Men will be here, we always will
Remember, If you not doing it, you don’t need a pill

When you all grown up, making money like you dreamed
Become the role model for that new young teen
Show her how you did it and where your at
You may have saved her life and began the process of putting innocence back

This is my inquisition of innocence.

To The Women Battling Weight Loss

2007-10-24T10:35:00.000-07:00

As I look at you, I feel your pain
You feel like beauty is not synonymous with your name

You see models in magazines and T.V.
And you say to yourself “Why can’t that be me”

You contemplate your self-destruction
By wanting to mutilate yourself through surgery and liposuction
You cover your body with long dresses and socks
While secretly wanting to cut your breasts and inject your face with Botox
“Oh how will a man ever love me?” That’s what you ask
You curse God for hiding your beauty under such a hideous mask

You wonder why you’re not a model displaying beauty that the world perceives as right
You say to yourself “I bet those bitches never have to cry themselves to sleep at night”

But you see…. The definition of a model is a replica of what is real
And your beauty within is truer than what they could ever feel
Why allow the world to dictate to you what’s lovely and what’s not
Why not show all that beauty that dwells within your heart

Give yourself a chance, a chance to dance in the light of positive emotion
See past what you consider physical imperfections and destructive devotion

See what I see within you, that you have the soul of an angel
Free yourself from the bonds of social definition, remove yourself from that untrue tangle

Do not allow one more tear to fall from your lovely brown eyes
Do not disown yourself because the world does not accept your beautiful size
Become one with yourself and you shall see
That your love for yourself is the proclamation that will set you free

Put yourself into a cocoon of emotional transformation
Sleep oh beautiful child…and awaken as the queen of your nation
Let your wings of security open like rain clouds to the sun
And show the world that you could never loose because you have already won

And when you finally let that insecure demon die
You will emerge triumphant, and I will call you Ms. Butterfly

-vp

WTF Is Up With Black T.V.?

2007-10-24T10:20:00.000-07:00

Know what? It seems like black television that portray's the struggle, drama and comedy of being a black person in America has flipped the script. Is this sh!t that is on t.v. now really a reflection of what we want people to percieve us as. Last night, I'm going through channels and I had to stop a few times and ask some serious questions about black t.v. so here it is:
1. I Love New York- You gotta be sh!tting me!!! Helloooooo Mr. President....anyone home? Are you seeing this crap? Does it not make you wonder what the hell is going on with the mental health industry in the U.S. today? There are some serious people with some serious issues going on here. What happens when a young woman see's the ignorance and overall stupidity of the black male (oh yeah... a few white males here and there too) and comes to the conclusion that men not worth a damn anyway, now she walkin around with a bald headed woman named "Frenchy" talking about they life partners now. On top of that...the midget. Come on now, really...a friggin midget? I mean honestly, I do have to give it to the midget for having the internal soul of a gladiator, but we all know that he is on there for comedic relief. I mean I am sure he has had a lot of self esteem issues, and NY's mother don't help any. It made me wonder, "How many farts in the face has that little bruh experienced in his life?" I mean imagine being on an elevator, and you just azz high...how many cats just let one loose right in his face not knowing he standing behind them. That's gotta suck.
2. Salt & Peppa Show- Now I loved Salt & Peppa back in the day. I always thought that Spindarella was the finest of them all though. However, how many retired rappers are going to start a reality show? Whats next? Biz Markie's life as a fast food taster? Or how about Vanilla Ice on Ice...how a white rapper breaks into the underground world of competitive ice skateing. What they going to do, have Suge Knight behind him with a hockey stick wearing a Death Row T-Shirt? I mean granted, Salt & Peppa were pioneers in the rap industry, they had some great hits, songs that come on today that make you say... Awwwwwwwwwwww sh!t!!! Or create a reminicence of what you were doing when the song "Push It" first came out, but...um...if I wanted to see two ex-friends trying to be friends again I could just go sit in a beauty salon while my sister or daughter gets their hair done and watch the same drama. The whole "Angel vs. Devil" thing has been played out for years, I'm not sure I want to watch that on t.v. I think they would have better ratings if maybe they exposed their lesbian love for each other and went with that. I'd watch that!!
3. Flavor of Love- Why are we going to continue trying to make a braided human roach into a sex symbol? I mean damn, when will America catch on and realize that this is all acting. These type shows have taken over where WWF wrestling left off. I mean don't be mad at me for my haterism right about now, but I don't want to see this unwrapped mummy with a clock around his neck sexin down a big booty "if this don't work out I'm going to be a stripper" type sistas on national t.v. What message we sending out to our children about the respect of a man for a woman. How many times they going to try and do this show before this little "Yeaaaahhhhhhh boyyyyyyyyyyyy" lookin MF finds love? Is it really love? I mean what do you do when you at an awards show with other rappers and you introduce your woman? "Hey long time no see Chuck D...meet Bootylicious...the woman I won on my show." Yeah thats sexy. lol
4. ICE T on Law & Order- Is it me or do they just give Ice T lines that are obvious? I was watching it one night, and clearly a victim had been stabbed repeatedly and the knife was still stuck in the victims chest...and what was Ice T's line? ***speaking with my Ice T lisp*** "Hethes been sthabbed numerous times." NO SH!T!!! YA THINK??!!! How do you come out with an album called "Cop Killa" and now you playing a cop on t.v. I mean I'm not mad at him getting his paper, but be consistent. Remember in New Jack City? He was a cop there to..and on just about every other movie I seen him in he was a cop..but he rappin about doing home invasions and killing cops. That's confusing like a MF!! Did you see him on Hip Hop Honors? Why he come out "C" walkin with 2 braids in his hair lookin like a Ram with vato sun glasses on? You 40+ bruh... stop it. Just stick with Law & Order. Oh yeah, and I remember how a lot of his music back in the day was ...cracka this and whitey that...and he got a real life blonde Barbie on his arm. He better remember what Ice Cube said "...get a little doe and you got a white girl on your elbo".
5. OJ- Ok...lol...I had to bring this one up. IS THIS N!GGA STUPID OR WHAT?? Man you gained your freedom, got away with murder, and you trippin on getting a suit back?? Gimme a fuggin break!!! If I got away with murdering a white woman in American in front of millions of white people, I wouldnt give a damn if you took my first pair of football cliques, I'm free!!! Is material sh!t really worth it? OJ should have known that if he got caught pissin on the side of Savemart the judge would hit him with everything they could find from pissin on an endangered roach and killing it to public indecency. You know every white judge in America could not wait to get him in court on something. OJ going to end up doing the most time in the history of man for trying to get his own sh!t back. Al Qeada prisoners will be watching OJ's sentencing and be like..."Datsavery long time my friend". If OJ gets off on this one I have one word of advice.... Don't even jaywalk in America.
6. Mike Vic- Mike...you gotta be sh!ttin me bruh. Dogfighting??? Really?? Of all the money you make, you couldnt find something better to do? Hell if I had the money Mike had I'd have butt naked women jello wrestling in my back yard...pinata competitions....lawn dart matches...something, anything. MIke you know damn well that if a MF lose $10k on a dog they tellin. No if, ands, or buts about it...they snitchin like a MF. Now you going to end up playing in Canada somewhere on some team called the "Chinuks" ...thats if you still good enough to play when you get out of federal prison. Theres some big azz life prisoner right now waiting for Mike to get to prison. Just sittin there shinin his dic like a Marine sharpens his knife...waitin on Vic to get there.
All in all, I believe that I'm only going to watch t.v. if I completely can't find anything else to do. This sh!t is depressing. Maybe I should write t.v. shows..at least I would keep it real. Yet on a positive note. Big Big ups to Tyler Perry.... that cat came with it and beat out every movie in the box office last weekend. Thats some good sh!t right there yall. Anyway...peace, love, and whatever makes you smile.

Being The G.O.A.T

2007-10-24T10:17:00.000-07:00

I was reading a post about Superhead Karren Steffans (I may have spelled her name wrong..but you know who I'm talking about.) and the outlash of so many individuals , mostly women, about her capatilizing on her sexual exploits with famous men throughout the sports and entertainment industry was haterism at the highest level of hater..um..tisity..yeah..new word "hatertisity". Now I'm not saying what she is doing or has done is morally right, but why denounce someone for being the G.O.A.T (Greatest Of All Time) at what they do?
My grandmother always told me, she said "Son, no matter what you do in life, you be the best at it. If you scrubbing floors, your floors should be the shinest of them all, if you pickin up dog sh!t, then you should have no traces of sh!t left when your done. The point I'm making is this; People find their talents whereas others never recognize it until it's too late to make any money or gain anything from that talent.
Charles Manson was the greatest manipulator in the world. He is the G.O.A.T among psycho killers. Jeffery Dahmer was the best at what he did, he perfected his craft. Michael Jordan was arguably the G.O.A.T of basketball and Tiger Woods is now the G.O.A.T of golf, so why cant Karren Steffans be the G.O.A.T. of Head?
All in all, stop hating on the fact that someone found their talent and has decided to capitalize on it. Hell your talent might be stuffing sh!t in your azz...if thats the case, you should be the best azz stuffer in the world...strive to be the best at whatever you do in life and don't worry about haters, they will forever be there.
Much love to all the haters and non-haters out there.
-Vee

My Date With Xena The Warrior Princess

2007-10-24T10:13:00.001-07:00

Sometimes we meet people and they leave a lasting impression on you that you will cherish. Then it's those that show up like a fever blister before the day you are taking pictures. Regardless of the fact, it's both types of people that you meet that builds an exciting story to tell later on that you will laugh about for years to come.
Last weekend I hooked up with the weirdest woman I have ever met in my life. The woman with no arms story has nothing on this woman. Now we have all heard the term "All that glitters isnt gold" and I swear the glitter I met was definately not gold. Heres how it happened. Through a friend of mine I got a message that there was a young lady that worked at the local hospital that wanted to meet me. She had been wanting to meet me for some time now but did not know how to contact me. I went through the friend to give her my number to call and sure enough, before the day was over she called. We met for lunch and I was very impressed with her beauty. I mean the sista was fine as all get out, beautiful Italian and Black mixed sista , she is what I call a traffic stopper. I was like "damn, this sista alright fa sho". However, "All that glitters isn't gold".
We set a time for this weekend to go to one of my favorite spots over on the coast in Monterey. When I went to pick her up, I waited in her living room while she changed and as I looked around I began to notice things that gave me subtle signs of psychoism (if thats a word lol). First of all, she had a collection of knives and swords all over her walls, over her fireplace in her kitchen, on the table everywhere. I was like WOW thats a lot of cutlery going on there. Being the man that I am, I had to pick up this Conan the Barbarian looking sword just to see how heavy it was and it was a heavy azz sword. I mean granted, I am a big man with over a 400 lb. bench press, and to most people that sword alone would cause a muscle tear trying to weild it. She walks out the room and finds me holding the sword and I was like "I'm sorry, I just had to see this amazing sword". She told me in an upset tone "Please ask me before you touch my swords, they are very precious to me and I would hate to see you get cut." I was like.."oooooooo kayyyy". She then came over to me and grabbed the sword and was like "Allow me to show you the proper technique in handling a Valkarian war sword". I'm thinking to myself "Damn...not a Valkarian War Sword....I aint never touched a Valkarian War Sword....hell I don't even know what a f*ckin Valkarian War Sword is..and most of all WTF did you get such a violent piece of metal.".... She grabbed the sword and started swinging it around and holding it lookin like Xena the warrior princess. I was waiting to see if she could do the war cry...because that might of been kind of hot. lol. Anyway.... after my great reinactment of a Valkarian warrior princess we left headed to Monterey. On the way, we stopped at a local music store to get some music to listen to on the ride. One of the CD's Ms. Warrior Princess got was "Metallica's Greatest Hits"...ok...now I'm cool with Rock, mostly classic Rock, I could never get into Metal, but I was like hey...she fine as hell might as well. We get in the car and you know how they wrap CD's like they don't want you to ever listen to it. So I'm trying to tear the plastic with my car key's, and out of her purse she pulls out this butterfly switch blade, I mean she twirls it and flips and opens it and slashes the plastic off the cd like it was butter. Ok, by now I'm lookin around to see if a little midget in a Devil Costume going to show up and tell me I'm on Hell Date, because I have never seen no sh!t like that. So I ask her...."um...you always carry switch blades with you?" and she replied.."Oh I carry about 5 different types of knives for different types of situations". I dared not ask what other situations she's equipped for that requires knives of any sort.
Well, we get to Monterey after a 2hr. drive of listening to Metallica and watching her "party like a rock star" in my passengers seat. I'm wondering if this is going to work out for me today. We get to Monterey, check in to the Hotel and as she is unpacking she pulls out a box wrapped really nice. She's like "Oh yeah...I brought you a gift...I know you were in the Marines and I think you would really appreciate this....here..hurry up and open it." "Ok" I said. I opened it and sure enough, it was an authentic USMC K-Bar killing knife. I was like "Wow...thats great...If ever I need to jump out of an airplane again soon and do a covert mission to silently kill an enemy agressor I will always remember that you bought this for me." Although I was being sarcastic, she answered "That is the sweetest thing someone ever said to me.... if you do please take pictures for me." Ok..now I'm like WTF??!!! Anyway, the weekend was full of surfing (which is my passion) and she actually surfed with me, most sistas I meet just watch me from the beach but not my little serial killer, she was right out there with me. I was impressed with that. Later on that evening, we go back to the Hotel shower and I'm ready to see what she about in the love department. She tells me, let me get ready in the bathroom and I'll be right out. Ok, I'm laying across the bed ready for what she got and sure enough, she comes out the bathroom in this leather looking bathing suit with a whip coiled up on the side of her hip and some knee high leather boots and a black mask across her eyes. Now don't get me wrong, she was looking rather good, but ...um..that whip concerned me. I was like.."Ok, we going to play cat woman and batman or something...hey..whatever makes you cum lets do it". I stand up to walk towards her and she grabs the whip and 'SPAKOWWWW" she hit's me across my left thigh and I swear I was just shot it stung so bad. I was like "HEY...WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU WOMAN"... then I thought of her knives....so I took the base out my voice. She said to me "I Don't recall giving you permission to stand and approach me." I'm in the room like....oh hell nawww....I'm a damn hostage, this MF trippin. I need to un-arm her and do it quickly. So I said to her "May I approach you?" She said yes and when I got close enough to her I grabbed the wrist of the hand that she had holding the whip, turned, flipped her over my shoulder and onto the bed. Removed the whip and told her "Don't hit me with that whip no more....I'm a gentleman...but I'm still a U.S. Marine and I will disarm you". She was noticably turned on by this display of military training. While I had her on the bed I searched her for knives and she had none. Lets just say it got buck wild for about 2 hrs. up in there....the only thing that was surprising was having her on top asking me through gritted teeth "Is this good to you?" followed by a resounding slap in the face. Now in the middle of sex, not too much going to deter you from the ending you trying to reach, so the slap was to be saved for a later discussion, but right now keep doing what you doing. Later on, we watched the Zombie movie marathon on some channel. She was explaining what sword or knife would be best used in fighting Zombies. Although I have absolutely no plans in fighting Zombies no time soon, now I know what to use if ever I'm in this predicament. Anyway, we finally got up the next day drove home, I dropped her off, thanked her for the date, and went home to fix my bruises and scratches from the weekend of love with Xena the warrior princess. Needless to say, I don't think I will be dating her again anytime soon, I feel emotionally drained and physically abused now after f*ckin with that crazy sista lol. And so this becomes a chapter in my life that I laugh about now, but damn it hurt.
-Vee

Booty Call With The Woman With No Arms

2007-10-24T09:57:00.001-07:00

I used to be in the U.S. Marines, stationed in Beaufort SC. I loved Beaufort because of the great ethnical background there. Everyone would go to the waterfront on the weekends to “kick it”. It was a beautiful January day, the temperature was pretty cool that day and it was more black folks there than a Roots casting party. Standing at the edge of the waterfront stood this gorgeous Halle Berry/Gabrielle Union looking sista. Now it was cold, and it looked as if this sista had her arms tucked in her shirt to increase her warmth. I thought nothing of it and approached her. We began to talk as the wind kicked up. I recommended we go to the car and continue our conversation. We get to my car and before I could open the door she had kicked off her shoe and opened the door with her foot. Ok…Now I’m sitting there like ..”Wow” that’s pretty amazing. We begin to talk and so I hand her a pen to write her number down. She grabs the pen between her big toe and second toe and legibly writes her name and number down. Ok, by now I’m really trippin. I ask her “Why do you use your feet so much?” She tells me “Because I was born without arms”. Now I’m in a quagmire because I have a choice to make. Do I look pass the no arms or do I continue with the focus of the extremely fine torso and beauty that she displays. Well, I ponder on it for a couple of days and I finally call and she answers the phone. In my mind I’m not hearing a lot she is saying because I’m picturing her holding the phone to her ear with her foot. She invites me over and so later on that evening I show up. As I knock on the door a sexy voice says “Come in, it’s open.” I walk in and she in the kitchen cooking and chopping carrots with her feet. Now granted, at that time I was young and have always been optimistic about situations so the only thing I could think of was “Damn..she limber as hell.” As I talked with her I could not help but notice how gorgeous she was and the outline of her body and the sexiness of her legs filled the sexy silk black dress she was wearing, however, the little nubs on her shoulders kind of kept messing with me emotionally. Well, we sat on the couch had a few drinks and by the time that Hennessey started hitting my mind state went from “Oh how terrible it is she was born without arms” to “Welp…you don’t really need arms to have a good time.” Things got a little heated and so we ended up in the bedroom. Now as we began to do the do, she says to me, “I really like it doggy style.” That posed a dilemma, because most women I have been with needed their arms to support themselves while I ..um.. “drive the train from the rear”…know what I’m sayin? Anyway, I thought back to my days of wrestling in high school and remembered how we would put our hand on the stomach of our opponent and the other hand on the elbow of our opponent. Well she had no elbows but she did have a chin. So I reached under her belly with one hand and cupped her chin with the other, problem solved. The next day I realized what I had did and yet at the same time realized how great a time it was. Although we never really got together again, I have to say, that was the most extreme booty call I ever had up until I met the woman that collects swords…..but that’s another story. Thanks

Katrina vs. Southern California

2007-10-24T08:47:00.000-07:00

Now before I get started let me say this, I'm not in no way trying to create a conspiracy theory to fuel a "wildfire" of black vs. white. I am however wanting to shed some light on the inconsistancies of our American government.

I live in central California where as it stands right now, the fires are not affecting us. I feel that this is a tragic and terrible situation right now, the memories and homes of people that worked so hard to build a life destroyed in a moment of time. Although this is a tragic moment and the need to assist these individuals are apparent, I do feel as if I need to make the comparison of this tragic event to Hurricane Katrina.

As I watch CNN and my local news channel, I realize that the whole situation with Katrina was truly a "Class" issue. The people that live in the homes in Southern California are all upper middle to upper class people. Professionals, entrepreneurs, and celebrities. The call for help was almost immediate. We have over 3000 fire fighters, the National Guard, prisoners, and damn near every other state and federal agency helping to fight these wildfires. I watched as they interviewed individuals in the stadium where children were playing and hot meals were readily available and served. Now thats a long way from the superdome in New Orleans where filth and crime ran rampid. People were actually peaceful and waiting to patiently leave and go back to what is left of their homes. When I looked at the images of Katrina and the people that died in the exact same situation in a football stadium, it brings up the question ..Why?? Why did so many have to die in order for the next disaster to be better handled? Then it dawned on me...oh yeah, they didnt have much to lose anyway, living in the dome is a step up from their regular livlihood..... right Mrs. Bush?

It's amazing how long it took to present federal aid to the individuals of Katrina yet it took only 1 day for the President to authorize federal assistance for the people of Southern California. There are people still suffering from Katrina yet many of the California wildfire individuals can expect an insurance check along with a federal check that will probably be more than the home they lost was worth. I bet that they will have money in hand before the beginning of next month to repair their lives. I remember Mexico wanting to send troops to assist in aiding Hurricane Katrina victims and were turned away, however, Mexico was almost immediately called upon to assist in the wildfires.

As a former active duty U.S. Marine, I know how fast and efficient we as a military can prepare a tent city complete with chow hall's and showers in 3 day's or less. Yet this was not an option for Katrina. Granted, the government learned from the mistakes they made with Katrina and have made some strides in increasing their reaction to disasters of this magnitude. I believe that this should be the case and that disasters such as this should be responded to in a timely manner. I'm not knocking that. I am however concerned that if this same situation happened in Bumfuc Mississippi would the sense of urgency be as great?

I watched this morning as FEMA was on the scene and already preparing for after the fires. Wow, what a novel idea that is. To prepare for something before hand. I guess that's why David Paulison the new FEMA Director gets paid the big bucks right? What training is coordinated with FEMA to prepare for disasters such as this? Why could we not utilize FEMA training to feed the homeless while at the same time practicing for disaster relief? Imagine if FEMA utilized the homeless as victims of a disaster and fed them, clothed them, provide medical assistance and sheltered them for a specfied period, how much they would learn of the weaknesses associated with their current reactionary plans. These drills could significantly increase the disaster readiness of state, federal, and local government agencies while at the same time addressing an issue that is in every city in America ...homelessness.

I completely understand the "lesson's learned" from Katrina and yet did we really learn? What did we show America and the world? That if you are affluent you are safer, if you are poor then you are non-important? I thought that the Pursuit of Happiness is the American dream that makes this country so great. The fact that our way of life is the model way of life for the entire world. The fact that all men are created equal and that at no point in time my government would jeapordize the welfare of the American people because of race, religion, creed beliefs or class. Is this what we have come to now? I noticed how the news and government are taking great care in ensuring they do not use the word "refugee" anymore. If you are from an affluent area you are an "evacuee" now.

All in all, I place all these individuals in Southern California in my prayers, especially all of my family that live there that were also evacuated. However, I pray that the powers that be, our so called leaders take a long look at themselves and realize that 95% of these people will rebuild here in California and life will go on. Yet over 65% of Katrina victims are still suffering and life will never be the same for them again. I truly wonder how much aid goes toward counseling and depression for these people if any. I look forward to your responses. Thank you.

-Vee

Cock Fighting....Is it really that serious????

2007-10-23T21:00:00.000-07:00

Ok..now honestly...if you are reading this blog with the belief that I will be discussing naked men with erections dueling in the shower then I am truly sorry, I will be disappointing you. I am really going to talk about chickens...yeah...friggin chickens.

Just the other day I was watching CNN and they were discussing a nationwide operation to end the cruelty to chickens in cock fights. Now, do we really feel like it's necessary to spend so much time and money on such a menial issue? Why is PETA so uptight about chickens fighting? I mean are we going to regulate KFC, Popeye's, and Churches also? Are they going to have to provide lethal injections in order to create a meal? I mean honestly, aren't these the same establishments that support the plucking, decapitation, horrific chopping up of and gutting of these same animals to create a 6 piece snack with a side of biscuits and coleslaw?

I can truly understand stopping dog fighting. Thats a heinous and terrible thing and should be punished beyond a doubt. I do know that cockfighting is really a blood sport, however, I do think we need to put our focus on the issues that really need attention. Issues such as education, health care, and of course the war and getting our troops home.

So next time you order that spicy chicken sandwich or you visit El Polio Loco for a 3 piece chicken dinner think of how many government dollars are being spent to keep these chickens from living a "thug life" of fighting and death. Those chickens could have gone on to be famous like Foghorn Leghorn or maybe the rooster on the box of cornflakes.

Note:

This is my first blog to view the functionality of my site. Many of my blogs will be about many different things I tend to observe in everyday life. Some humorous, some serious, some sad. I enjoy writing about the things I observe and really look forward to your comments. Thanks

-Vee