Saturday, March 31, 2012

Barack Obama, Joseph Kony, Trayvon Martin, Kenneth Mark

If you haven't been living under a rock the past few weeks, at least three of those four names should look very familiar to you.  The tragic story of Kenneth Mark is equally important and ground breaking, especially to you "stop snitching" idiots out there, but not getting as much press as it should.

Remember when Obama got elected and people said we are now living in a "post-racial" (North) American society?  Guess you can still shoot and kill a Black kid and not even get arrested for it.  Remind me not to whistle and/or look at any White women in public.

Enough said.

Thursday, March 29, 2012

Mo Isom Update

Unfortunately, Mo didn't make the LSU football team.  I still have to say good on her for taking that chance and competing at the highest level on par with men.

From USA Today:

"She did not want to take that she couldn't make the team," LSU coach Les Miles said Tuesday night after practice. "She said, 'Do I get another opportunity if I get a lot better?' I said, 'Sure.'"

Isom tweeted that she will be back.

"Wonderful meeting with coach Miles," she said on her Twitter account Tuesday afternoon. "Received great constructive feedback. Will continue working my hardest with the team through spring and summer."

Isom, a 6-foot-1 goalkeeper who once scored on a 90-yard kick, tried out on Tuesday and Thursday of last week as did other walk-ons. She completed her eligibility on the LSU soccer team last fall.

"We reviewed her skill, the things she can do and do well," Miles said. "We kind of felt like there's four guys on the team right now that would be ahead of anybody that tried out the other day, including Mo. I told her that. She's going to go back and concentrate on extra points and field goals."

LSU returns talented veteran kickers Drew Alleman and James Hairston.

"She's a great person but there's some things she can't do and she knows it," Miles said.

It's not the kicking. It's the tackling, Miles said.

"When we go to kicking off into the corner, we count on our kicker making some tackles," he said. "And it's just not something I'm comfortable she's ready to do. It's one of those spots you really can't put a person that cannot tackle."

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

"I have blood secreting from my damn vagina"

I don't have blood secreting from my vagina, nor do I have a vagina, but here's an article that I found very interesting.

The original - with some very interesting comments and responses - can be found here.  It's by Christiana Collison at The McGill Daily.

As I’m writing this column, my uterine lining is shedding, causing blood to stream rapidly from my vagina and uncontrolled contractions (or what I assume feel like contractions, having never been pregnant before) to shoot painfully from my abdomen every couple minutes or so. Today is day three for me. For some women, that may not mean much. But for me, lawd a mercy, it means excruciating pain, loud screams, and blood – lots of blood. Now I warn you, from this point on, it may get a little graphic. So I suggest you prepare yourself.

I have a six-day cycle, which means I get a sufficient flow of blood for six days straight. I also have an eight-day pain cycle: five days of pre-menstrual pain – kind of like a warning before the secretion actually takes place – and then three days of unfathomable, unfailing, and uncontrolled cramps that send me into a state of immobility and unconsciousness.

But as the piercing throbs ring across my abdomen and penetrate throughout my body, and the pain –so strong, almost too strong to bear, –cuts through me like, “oh, my goodness, have mercy on me, please”, I am forced to stay silent, regardless of where I am or what I am doing. I am forced to pretend as if nothing is happening. I am forced to carry on with my duties, or, better yet, I am forced to “work through the pain.” But as you may already be able to tell, this silence, this carry-on-with-your-duties, work-through-the-pain shit just isn’t really working for me.

The silencing of menstruation in both public and private spaces – not only by women, but by greater society – has enabled the de-legitimization of menstruation and pre-menstrual syndrome. Little girls are told to carry pads, tampons, and the like at the bottom of their purses – far away from the public’s eyes. When the uterine lining’s shedding begins, they’re taught to only say, “I need to use the bathroom” or “My stomach hurts”, rather than the reality of, “I’m on my period” or “I have cramps.”

This coerced silencing of menstruation in the everyday lives of women on account of the patriarchy has got to stop. For, the longer menstruation continues to be relegated to the realm of mere “female problems,” the longer it will be viewed as an unworthy excuse and as illegitimate for reason. Even feminist writer Simone de Beauvoir, in The Second Sex, has characterized menstruation as signifying “illness, suffering, and death”. Death, she says! An experience said to signify death? Well hot damn!

I do, however, think that a bloodclot the size of grape pushing through my vagina during the middle of an exam – sending lighting bolts of pain through every crevasse of my body, leaving my mind in a state of throbbing unrest and my entire being motionless (true story) is quite the Beauvoirian-menstrual experience. It’s reason to, at the very least, be allowed to go to the bathroom during said exam for how ever long I need to “get myself together,” without the fear of having less time to complete the exam. Doesn’t sound like too much to ask, considering the circumstances, huh?

It’s time that the silencing of menstruation comes to an abrupt halt. Ladies, let’s take baby steps. Rather than telling my boss I have stomach pains when asked why my head is down on the job, I will instead reply, “Sir/Madam, I’m on period.” Rather than sitting in Adams Auditorium writing an in-class exam fearfully anticipating the worst pains of all – and before I can even shout in agony, its piercing throbs having rushed straight to my brain – I will quaintly go to my professor or teaching assistant prior to the exam and let them know, “I’m menstruating and will need to go to the bathroom a couple times during this test; would it be possible if I could maybe get five to ten minutes after the exam to make up for the time I missed having to change my pad?”

I refuse to remain silent about my menstruation and I refuse to aid in the perpetuated de-legitimization of pre-menstrual syndrome. Like I said, currently, I’m on day three and luckily for myself and The Daily, the deadliest pains of all have come and gone prior to writing this article. For, if they didn’t, let’s just say I’d probably be crouched over on the floor trying to muster up the strength to send an e-mail to the editors letting them know my article was going to be late. Why? Because I’m on my period.

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Swaggie? Justin Bieber's Bar Mitzvah

It's a big day in the music world - it's Justin Bieber's Bar Mitzvah.  Yup, little old Bieber from Stratford is finally all grown up and singing big boy songs.  And if you ever wondered what happened to Justin Timberlake's music career, voila.  It sucks that the music industry only has a 10 year life cycle, cause in 2022 there will be yet another Justin.




Sunday, March 25, 2012

Social Addictions

Drug addict.  Alcohol addict.  Nicotine Addict.  Sex Addict.  Food Addict.  When we talk about addictions, it's usually the first two that come up the most often.  And most often it's "other people" that are affected - those that most "middle class" people don't see on a day to day basis.  But what about social addictions?  Things that millions of people can't live without or do compulsively without understanding why they do it, but no one wants to call it for what it is - an addiction?

How many people can leave their cellphones/smartphones/tablets at home without feeling naked and disconnected from the world?  I mean, you could physically speak and interact with about 200 people in a 24 hour period, but if you can't respond to that ping, facebook or bbm message in the time it takes you to ask your next door neighbour of 20 years if you could borrow a cup of sugar, you feel like the world is coming to an end.

And I'm not even gonna talk about those people that need to take their phones with them when they're taking a poop.  I heard you can get E. Coli through your ear canal.

Then there's social drinking. 

I'm not talking about going out and having a glass of wine or two on the weekend with dinner, I'm talking about those binge drinkers that say "I don't have a problem if I'm only drinking two cases of beer on a Saturday night and always seem to wake up in a pile of vomit on Sunday morning with a stranger in my bed.  It's not like I'm drinking every night to wash away the pain of my lowly existence like a real alcoholic.  Now they have a problem, not me".  My friend, social drinking, when not done in moderation, is a social addiction.

Then there's gossiping and cyber bullying.

We only like to address these kinds of things when it comes to school kids.  But really when you think about it, adults are the biggest - and most hypocritical - bullies out there.  Shoot, it's a business.  How's TMZ, reality TV, Twitter, YouTube comments, blogs (including this one), talk radio, and the media, more than just avenues to bash, critique, and abuse other human beings for our entertainment?

We are socially conditioned - and addicted - to hate.

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Ever Wondered What Teachers Do During March Break?

No, not that.  Well, on second thought, maybe when they were in undergrad or teacher's college.

All jokes aside, some actually do pretty cool and interesting stuff that most students and their parents would never even think possible.  "Mrs. X actually has a first name and doesn't think and talk about verbs and fractions 24/7 and figuring out sadistic ways to punish students for handing in late assignments?  Who knew?!"

Introducing the next big DJ coming out of Canada - and a school near you - Miss-C.  Check out and download her March Break Mix 2012 at the link below:

Monday, March 19, 2012

You Saw it Here First

D'Banj's "Oliver Twist"

I've Lost All Respect for the People of London (Ontario)

***Rant and foul language warning***

So I've lived in London for about four years now, and I've put up with some bullshit, but I've always managed to find the good in the city.  I've lived in the "ghetto" or East of Adelaide (EOA) and realized the stigma came from it being a lower socioeconomic area with a higher immigrant population; I've been pulled over by the police; I've seen street fights; there's been a shooting down the block from my apartment right across from a church; I've watched multiple potential date rapes; watched a driver hit a guy and give him 40 dollars and drive off; seen multiple arrests; had a cop tazer a Black kid for no reason; had another guy throw a banana at a Black NHL player; had yet another guy jump to his death from my old apartment complex; heard/seen plenty of domestic violence (both male and female); I've seen plenty of drunk and disorderly kids stumble up and down the street; and of course experienced the ubiquitous racism one would find anywhere West of Mississauga.

Through all of that, I still found London to be a nice city.  Great parks, restaurants, and wonderful bike/running trails.

But this whole "riot" was the last straw.  Line of the day: "fucking tear hurts my throat a little bit".

Video was removed, but there are plenty on YouTube.  Line of the night: "London, motherfucker!"

Some people are trying to find the root of all this "anger" and maybe these students were protesting something worthwhile.  Maybe a "WhiteySpring" or some shit.  No, these kids are just fucking idiots.  Every city has idiots, but I'd say per capita, with all the privilege that oozes out the pours of the Jersey Shore wannabes, London ranks right up there.  And for that matter, their parents are fucking idiots too.  You did a hell of a job raising Johnny and Julie, Mr. and Mrs. McTavish.

And I don't think it's fair to say it's just Fanshawe students.  Considering UWO has the highest STI infection rate of all Canadian universities, and was ranked in the top 5 by Playboy of top American party schools (UWO is in Canada, btw), London is a perfect storm of idiots. 

Ever wondered where your tax dollars are going?  Right into a puff of smoke.  You, the taxpayer, subsidizes the tuition of these lootards, and they go and use that saved money to burn shit up.

I'm not saying to not support post-secondary education, but I'm saying that instead of putting these foolberts in jail or fining them or giving them licks in the school auditorium, I say make them pay full tuition.  Ya that's right, not subsidized, but whatever it cost to finance their education without government support.  So if 1000 people were involved, say maybe 800 were students, 600 from Fanshawe and 200 brave UWO ugg wearing souls that decided to brave the scary EOA, I think Dalton McGuinty can go back to Drummond and find some extra cash for students that actually care about their education.

And to all those "rioters" out there, you know what happens after graduation?  Unemployment.  Shoulda put that beer money in a RRSP.


Watching CBC's The National tonight, and of all the White people - and faces - I saw on countless YouTube videos burning shit up and palancing through fire, they only had one interview and profile of a Black guy who was on his way home and was arrested and charged.  CBC showed him - with his mother - trying to get the charges dropped.  CBC, really?  REALLY?  The only face you actually show of the riot is of a Black kid?  Really.  When in doubt, blame Black folks for White stupidity. 

Fire Safety 101

The photo speaks for itself. 

Saturday, March 17, 2012

My Love for All Things Irish

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Prunes are brown,
And so is doodoo.

Happy drunk-fest St. Patrick's Day!

I'm gonna celebrate and watch a true Irish cinematic masterpiece on this holy day that recognizes the struggle of St. Patrick bringing Jesus to Ireland oh so many years ago, and the historical struggle of the Irish rising above being the White niggers of America (Sorry Quebecois, that status was long occupied before you claimed it.  You too, Eminem.):

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Are Men Afraid of Successful Women?

The article says Black men, but I think this applies to men in general.

"Here are some reasons why some men might choose to avoid some (not all) successful women":

1. If you (the woman) are emotionally selfish
2. If you think that your job, shape and beauty automatically make you a great catch
3. If you fail to see the value of elevating your man
4. If you work too damn much and never make your mate a priority
5. If you make him feel bad for not being a baller like you "

Monday, March 12, 2012

Saturday, March 10, 2012

Kony 2012: Marginalizing Black Voices

Check the video link out:

Hey, did you hear that a kid in the US shot a whole bunch of his schoolmates for absolutely no reason whatsoever - again?  Columbine was supposed to end school violence, but hey, no one made bracelets or posted a 30 minute YouTube video (sorry Michael Moore).  Or yesterday was International Women's Day?  Or the trial of the kidnapping and murder of 8 year old Tori Stafford is going on right now?

I thought social media was supposed to get us more connected to what's going on around us, but it seems like the medium just overpowers the message and exacerbates old prejudices and ignorance.  Where's good old Marshall McLuhan when you need him?

Let's #commonsense, folks.

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Mo Isom: A True Underdog Story

Okay, so let's get something straight - I'm not a Jeremy Lin hater.  So ya, I'm not 6'3", I'm not Asian-American, I don't play in the NBA, I didn't go to Harvard, and I don't make nearly $800,000 a year.  I hate on Lin cause he makes a whole pile of money playing a game, same way I hate on LeBron, Peyton Manning, Albert Pujols, and Wayne Rooney (LeBron should hate on Rooney cause he got his hair back faster than Stella's groove).

So insert Mo Isom.

For the record, Mo is an athlete and a very good soccer player.  And now she's trying out as a kicker on LSU men's football team.  For all those out there that don't know LSU or SEC football, it's the arguably one of the closest levels of football you can get without playing in the NFL.

You could say I'm putting this up as an "underdog" story because she's a woman trying to make a man's team.  The fact of the matter is, irrespective of being a woman, she's trying something in a completely different sport.

What I find compelling about this whole story is right before her sophomore year at LSU her father committed suicide.  In her words: "It was January 3, 2009, that my daddy put a gun to his heart, and pulled the trigger."

I'm not a woman, I'm not White, I'm not 6'0", I don't play soccer, and I was never homecoming queen, but I can't hate on Mo.  Having to experience something like that is not easy.  We say Lin is an American hero because he slept on his brother's couch while playing for the New York Knicks and making nearly a million dollars a year, why can't we put Mo up on a pedestal for overcoming a parent's suicide?

Athletes are athletes, their duty is to perform on the field/rink/track/court, they are not role models by choice.  But every once in a while you've got to give some of them credit for the role they play in our society.

Monday, March 5, 2012

I Am Black

I am Black

I am Black.
I eat chicken, watermelon, and pork.
I am Black.
I watch basketball, football, and track.
I am Black. 
I run fast, jump high, and dance sweet.
I am Black.
I like Rihanna, Lil Wayne, and Drake.
I am Black
I have tattoos, earrings and chains.
I am Black.
I eat sushi, Thai food, and poutine.
I am still Black.
I play chess, jog, and blog.
I am still Black.
I read, I write, I think.
I am still Black.
I like Adele, Taylor Swift, and David Guetta.
I am still Black.
I have an education, class, and self-worth.

Yes, I am Black.

Saturday, March 3, 2012

Naija (Nigerian) Hits

For all those stuck in the "I only listen to music that comes out of the US or Caribbean" mindset, here's Bracket, Wizkid and NAWTi out of Nigeria:





Thursday, March 1, 2012


Originally posted by C. Wilson on a different forum:

"I admittedly feel sorry for those of us who’ve been convinced that if we are quiet, patient and uncritical, we will be that one negro that the blatantly racist organization decides to hire or promote. It’s like being afraid to speak up against the actions of a rapist because you are hoping he will propose marriage to you,"

 - a quote from the article in the link below written by Dr. Boyce Watkins from Syracuse University