Monday, September 1, 2014

(Changing Song Lyrics) Rich- Kirko Bangz & August Alsina

"Am I wrong for wanting better? Should I just settle forever?" Nope. I wanna be rich, so let me be your gold digger, don't see nothing wrong with wanting more, I wanna be rich, so give me access to your bank account, got a full time job but a Bitch always going broke, I wanna be rich, so help me save a large amount...Shy girls don't get heard, ladies who work hard for theirs get no love and bills just keep adding up, freaks only get catered to wherever there's a bed and some sheets...but a gold digger moves on up, nice ass new place, your money, dinners at fancy restaurants, your treat, my fun becomes your fun too, after all it's your money, while still working that 9-5, my money finally adding up...I wanna be rich, so let me be your gold digger.

That was my version of Kirko Bangz and August Alsina's Rich.

(Changing Song Lyrics) 24 Hours- TeeFlii & 2 Chainz

Today's post is actually a play on words. I was listening to a song by TeeFlii and 2 Chainz called 24 Hours and decided to change a few lyrics. The following is my very short version of 24 Hours. It's written for us women and to y'all men. It was written on my phone, so that is why you see the picture above. Enjoy!

Boy don't hide that dick, you should be the type to provide the dick., so let a feminist hit it, wherever you want it, however you like it, when I call just be ready, cause you got 24 hours so let's make the time ours

Lately I'm practicing how to write very short poems. Using music as inspiration helps the process a lot.

Friday, August 29, 2014

What Is The Black Woman's Privilege?

During my 8th grade year I switched schools. I didn't just switch though. I switched two months into the new school year. I was surrounded by new classmates and had to make mostly new friends. I knew a couple of the other students from various places like church and summer programs. So I was in a brand a new school with brand new teachers. I had to learn them as they learned how to deal with me. That same school year also happened to be my first school year where my body was going through new experiences.

See even though it was middle school and this was the most comment time for little girl's body to start experiencing womanly things, the school rules did not help the transition flow. Like clockwork my period would start each month and each month I'd hate my body a little more. I needed pills for the pain and enough pads to get my through the school day. I also needed as many bathroom breaks as possible. I was a clean freak and uncontrollable blood  leaking doesn't go well with that mentality.

One day I asked to go to the restroom during one of my classes. It was Algebra. I remember that white teacher's face as she said no. I explained to her that I was on my period. This is something every woman understands, right? I thought every woman understood up until that point. Strange things were happening to make my body very uncomfortable and she didn't give a damn. She would not let me out that classroom. I should have left anyway and handled my business, but I was trying to be a good student. By the time that bell rang and I took off to the restroom it was too late. Some blood had trickled down to my underwear. This was my first experience of learning that becoming a woman was hard. Years before I had learned that becoming a Black woman in a white-washed society would be the hardest experience ever. Books taught me that.

There is an article on titled Michael Brown's Death Reopened My Eyes to My Privileges As A Black Woman. I've read it more than once trying to find the privileges she is trying to say we have.

The army has changed hair policies a couple of times over the last year. At one point they said no one joining could have natural hair. They were referring to the kinky stuff that grows of the heads of us proud Black women. They were referring to dreadlocks, Afros, braids, and any other form of natural styles you can think of. Those certain hairstyles were restricted simply because the people making the rules did not think of those looks as professional. Black women raised so much Hell that the restrictions have been taken off. However, where is the privilege in knowing you may be denied the job of protecting the country just because you have braids or an Afro?

Or let's even look at the Save Our Songs initiative. Its positive and for bettering the lives of our back men. It's for saving the lives of our black men. It's for standing up for the lives our black women. However, Black women don't get the same treatment. Over the summer rape photos of a 16 year old Black girl hit the internet. When articles started going up in support of her, they were all written by Black women. Black men didn't want to touch the story. They may have tweeted about it, but outside of that they felt no responsibility. This is excluding the political leaders of course. This is a huge pattern. Black women get mistreated or murdered and most people turn their backs. Black men get mistreated or even killed and everyone wants everyone else to become an activist. We did just have some luck in the Renisha McBride case? The man who shot and killed her was found guilty and will be spending a long time in prison. However, we can't fight to bring just to one black woman and ignore others. There is no privilege in that.

I get that the author was saying black men have to be more cautious in society, but don't we have to be just as cautious? We're judged by how sexual we are. We're judged by how our hair looks. We're constantly told to smile when we never asked for the stranger's input. White women do stuff and are seen as cool, but we as black women do the same things and are seen as ratchet.

Thursday, August 28, 2014

#PreachersofLA Truth Be Told

Does the Bible condone judging? During an argument on the Preachers of LA episode titled Truth Be Told First Lady LaVette Gibson said the Bible says it's okay to judge.
Via Twitter

You would think everyone will eventually get tired of discussing when Loretta and Bishop Noel Jones is going to finally walk down the aisle together. Maybe one day it'll happen, but not yet. Pastor Ron Gibson and his wife definitely weren't tired of discussing it on last night's episode. The issue went as far as LaVette pointing out that the bible says its okay to judge. After all, judging is what was going on.

The pastors were judging each others lifestyles. They were trying to figure out who was living a better life. Pastor Gibson had definitely made up in his mind that he was living the holier life. At least that's the impression he gives us all. He was passionate about Loretta not being a part of ministry work simply because she's not a wife. Then again maybe it was because he simply did not understand the status of Loretta and Noel's relationship.

Judging is the key word in this all. Upon hearing the statement about judging being okay in the bible I tweeted about that it must have been a mistake. Two people responded with Bible verses to show that judging is accepting.

One verse is John 7:24. This verse states that it is okay to judge a person upon getting to know them. However, judging based on appearances alone is unacceptable. I think the Gibsons were judging based on appearances since they really had nothing else to go off of.

The other is 1 Corinthians 5: 12-13. This states that the people of the church house should not judge outsiders. However, they should be aware of the evil inside the church house so they can keep the evil away from them. Does this verse apply to the situation to you?

Other cast members didn't get as much time during this episode. Pastor Haizlip was seen ministering while Deitrick Haddon was seen spending time with his family. Other cast members were noticeably absent from this episode, but that only means some wise (and no so wise) words will be spoken from them in the future.

You may be wondering why I'm not discussing the after show where Loretta said she would say yes to marrying Noel. I'll get to that one later.

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Your Face In Mine, When A White Man Becomes A Black Man

Racial Reassignment Surgery. What the Hell is that? Author Jess Row writes all about it in his fiction novel Your Face In Mine. We've all seen African Americans who've worked hard to change their skin tones. They've hated their brown skin so much that no amount of plastic surgery seemed to be enough.

Michael Jackson transformed from Black to White before our very eyes. Latoya Jackson made lots of changes to her appearance. Lil Kim followed his lead and made major changes to her appearance. At times she can now be mistaken for White, Chinese, or a light skinned black woman depending on how heavy her makeup is. Sammy Sosa was once a fairly handsome black man, but he lightened his skin so much he now looks like a member of the Adams family. These are just a few.

However, in the novel Your Face In Mine the character Martin does not hate his skin tone. He absolutely loves being a Black man. He loves his brown skin, deep voice, and kinky hair. Martin loves it so much that he wants the world to know in the oddest way. He runs into an old classmate Kelly and wants Kelly to reveal his story to the world. It's the story of how he received racial reassignment surgery. He was born a White man and received surgery to become Black.

While racial reassignment surgery is made up, it is a very real procedure in Your Face In Mine. At the beginning of the book Martin describes it as a simple procedure. He describes it as if he's going to the grocery store to restock the refrigerator, except this isn't as easy as grocery shopping. Martin was born a white man, but decided to become Black. In order to fit into his new lifestyle he changes his name, marries, and adopts children. However, he can't hide behind his dark brown complexion forever. His story needs to be told and that's where Kelly comes in.

Kelly is a depressed man working at a local radio station. In the past couple of years he's lost his wife and daughter to a tragic accident, moved back to his hometown, and currently works for a radio station. Kelly spends his time either being depressed or talking to his dead wife. He's the perfect target for Martin. This is how the book starts out.

Kelly sort of recognizes Martin in the parking lot of a grocery store, but he doesn't recognize him at the same time. The Martin that Kelly last saw was a white man and now his appearance says he's of a totally different race. However, Martin acts as if his new appearance means nothing and immediately convinces Kelly to tell his story.

Initially I glanced over Your Face Is Mine in the bookstore, but then went back to it. After reading the summary, Jess Row, the white author jumped out at me. A white man wrote a fiction book about a white man getting surgery and becoming black. I'm currently reading it now. You should join me.