Showing posts with label rap. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rap. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Stereotypes may not be funny, but they make me hungry



WATCH THE CLIP BEFORE YOU READ.It's a simple two step process, don't fuck it up!



Around 2 years ago a buddy of mine put me on to this video. When I first saw it I didn't know whether to be mad or hungry. I think I should tell you that my "buddy" is a small white woman, and I am a proud, 12 foot tall, attractive black man. My jaw dropped as she laughed hysterically. "This is so offensive" I thought, " and "white woman, you shouldn't be laughing at this". Then something funny happened...I GOT HUNGRY. Call me an uncle tom, a sell out, Mr. Bojangles, Cuba Gooding Jr., whatever you like, personally I don't care. After watching this video I somehow found myself doing the old soft shoe in front of my stove; as I poured fresh Wesson oil into a pot, and prepared a well seasoned batter. This song has everything I like. A good beat, a concept I can believe in, and it asks me questions so I know the artist is trying to connect with me, and keep me involved. "You like the wings? You like the thighs? You like the white meat? You like the legs?". I do! I do! I do like all those things!I feel like you know me so well.

For me, the best part of this video is the fat kid in the blue hooded sweatshirt. He starts out so excited, then gets upset as his hunger begins to grow. Around the 2:28 mark, he's clearly not having fun anymore, and to put it mildly is pissed off. I love how he puts his hands in his pockets as a sign of protest. "Uh...I was told there would be chicken here, what's taking so long. You guys have me chanting, beating on tables, and I still haven't gotten my two piece leg and thigh plate yet. I'm not asking for a lot. I don't require money. We agreed you would pay me in chicken, that's all I need, and that is what I expect". I feel you little man, stand up for your rights. Don't let that blue headed, cross dresser, frying chicken on a grill do you dirty. By the way, frying chicken on a grill? a pit at that? There truly are no words.

Some of you might be offended by this, but its important to remember that it's times like these that I would cordially ask you to go fuck yourself. I think its funny so I put it on my blog. The truth is no matter what race you are, I'm sure you can find about a billion things wrong with this clip. Unless you are in the Klan, in which case this is probably in your training video, or at least shown at movie nights, during Klan For Kids summer sleep away camp. Honestly, part of me does cringe a bit when I see it, but I have managed to laugh my way through it every time. As dumb as this video is, it can spark an open dialog amongst black people about negative racial stereotypes, and how often times minorities seem as if they are trying their damnedest to reinforce them. In closing, is this offensive? Yes! should I have eaten 10 pounds of KFC Original Recipe after watching it? Probably not. But a wise man once said "Sometimes in life you have to laugh to keep from crying". I would suggest that others you just need to fry some chicken.

Friday, June 27, 2008

Quote of the day


Everyone likes to hear a good meaningful quote every now and again. The words of others can inspire us to change detrimental aspects of our own lives, or serve as that extra motivation to help us to reach our goals. I have decided that periodically I will share quotes that have enriched my life, in hopes that it will do the same for you.

Quote of the day: " I know you are old enough to be my son, but eat a dick! " - Soulja Boy (in reference to Ice T telling him to eat a dick)

Wow, if this doesn't speak to you, I don't know what will. Pure unadulterated genius! When I first heard this my initial reaction was laughter, but after that I got angry. WHY DIDN'T I THINK OF THIS? After some intense soul searching, I decided that the best course of action would be to pretend I came up with the quote myself, and take credit for someone else's work. Armed with my new piece of heavy artillery, I went to the nearest playground to try it out on some unsuspecting youngsters. As you can imagine, it was a tough crowd and my reviews were mixed, but here is how it all broke down. 1-2 year old's shat their pants, 3-5 year old's cried, 7 year old's stated that they didn't know what Saved by the Bell was, or for that matter who I was, and therefore I couldn't play TV tag with them anymore, and some fat kid on a tire swing told his mom, who subsequently called the police.

I suppose its best to show you the clip of these words being used in their proper context so you can truly appreciate how glorious a statement this really is. click here
The part you really need to hear is around 4 minutes in so after hearing Ice T's original quote, skip ahead.