Being In Total Control of Herself {B.I.T.C.H.}


Bad Ass Bitch Does Overtime ~ B.I.T.C.H. ~ Being in Total Control of Herself

Well those lazy hazy days of Summer have nearly come to an end and full swing overtime is in the house. It’s full speed ahead at the Gotham Art Gallery. Crazy hour’s Double shifts are back. Made it home before 2am despite the fact that the L Train tried to thwart my efforts. Made everyone get off to catch a Shuttle bus to the rest of the L Train line. Oh Joy the normal workings “Chaos of the MTA workings” driving Brooklynites crazy!!

Honey the cheese done slid off your cracker!

 

Asshole Repellent
Asshole Repellent

Kraftwerk – Trans Europe express

http://youtu.be/qBGNlTPgQII

Of course this being Brooklyn the wackos, drunks, hoes, druggies and mental cases were out in force. Brooklyn a borough inhabited by residents escaped from Flip Mode Squad and Insane Clown Posse.

I really thought two big psycho heifers were gonna throw down on the platform or in the Shuttle bus. I swear they take courses in Creative Cursing 101 because they called the MTA and their fellow riders, everything but a child of God. The kids riding the bus with their parents will have an entire new vocabulary in time for the start of school Sept. 9th.

Fully expected Old Skool dwarf rapper Bushwick Bill to make an appearance along with a strange new group called the Flatbush Zombies. I kid you not! Brooklyn, never a dull moment day or night!

MC Dee Righteous bids you a fond Good Night!

Baby Boy

Baby Boy Got $200 sneakers as a reward for cussing the teachers and failing in school. Teacher or principals fault. Grades all F but it ain’t me you fucked up can’t you see! School’s for Fools. Some place I don’t want to be.

Baby Boy he never wrong. They got it all mixed up seeing me strong. Y’all know I’m the King of my crew. God’s Gift to everything.

But in the back of your head all you can see is yo’ no count Daddy, welfare system and crackhead Momma staring back in the mirror saying you gonna be like me.

Hanging out in the upper class nabe with my hoodrat crew. See a few things I wanna take. Wait a minute! What’s that I hear! A siren in back of me. Starting to fear. Next thing I’m on Lock down in Juvie Hall. Where my crew at now when as I’m taking this fall.

 

Baby boy lying in a ditch. Off to Rikers to be somebody’s Bitch.

Baby Boy. You Done. You Done.

 

 

Live from Bodega Land, Brooklyn | Raggedy Man ~ Close Encounters of the Wrong Kind


Live from Bodega Land, Brooklyn

Raggedy Man ~ Close Encounters of the Wrong Kind

Every day before I get on the C train I buy my Daily News, Snapple and a snack. Today was no different. As I’m picking up my items for purchase some raggedy dentally challenged man is having a debate with a sister on being a gigolo. Snagglepuss was bragging on some dude who has a woman who works, pays his way, takes care of their kids and allows him to be lazy while he plays video games. The Sister said if a man wants to assume the wife role then he needs to perform wife duties; i.e., cooking, cleaning house, doing laundry, taking care of kids, etc…. not laying up playing video games. Pumpkin head didn’t like her answer still wanting to be King of the Castle without being a breadwinner. Meanwhile the Arab guys who own the bodega are laughing their heads off.

The entire conversation was so stupid and Mr. No Teefus followed me and the sister out the store trying to drag me into the conversation with “I don’t like these role changes. They ain’t no jobs out there!” I told him you need to stop being so lazy, get an education because there are jobs available. I wanted to add, “Yo’ funky ass needs to take a bath, cut or comb wiry shit you call hair and get some damn dentures and stop using sob stories trying to pick up women. Drinking and trying to con the Arab storeowners out of cigarettes, candy & soda is not an occupation. Neither is drug dealing and robbing working class people. No Negro you do not have the hook-up. You just a sorry toothless wonder looking like a decrepit Alfred E. Neuman!

Calling All Dentists! Please move to Brownsville & Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn ASAP! There is an epidemic of dentally challenged toothless men wandering the Hood in need of Dentures!

Jephthah’s Daughters


Jephthah’s Daughters.(Click here to read more)

Shall we regard our girl children as Jephthah’s Daughters?  How long will we continue to perpetuate the adage, “Women love their sons, but raise the daughters.”  Every child deserves the opportunity to succeed in life but success comes through accepting responsibility and learning to be accountable.  Any child male or female who constantly lashes out at authority figures in a bid to always be “right” is a child bound for prison or the graveyard.  Stop making girls the sacrificial lambs!!

Ladies, let’s love our girl children and stop putting them on the altar in order to save a son who does not wanted to be saved and does not think he needs help or worse some no account man who should not even be a part of our households to begin with. Let us not return to ancient times when girls and women were thought of as little more than chattel or commodities to be bought and sold. (See below for more details on ancient economies)

Girl Sacrifice

“One of the unusual things about the Bible is that it preserves some bits of this larger context. … It would seem that the economy of the Hebrew kingdoms, by the time of the prophets, was already beginning to develop the same kind of debt crises that had long been common in Mesopotamia: espe­cially in years of bad harvests, the poor became indebted to rich neigh­bors or to wealthy moneylenders in the towns, they would begin to lose title to their fields and to become tenants on what had been their own land, and their sons and daughters would be removed to serve as servants in their creditors’ households, or even sold abroad as slaves.

“[This is what the biblical book of Nehemiah is referring to in the passage,] ‘Some of our daughters are brought unto bondage already: neither is it in our power to redeem them.’ One can only imagine what those words meant, emotionally, to a father in a patriarchal society in which a man’s ability to protect the honor of his family was everything. Yet this is what money meant to the ma­jority of people for most of human history: the terrifying prospect of one’s sons and daughters being carried off to the homes of repulsive strangers to clean their pots and provide the occasional sexual services, to be subject to every conceivable form of violence and abuse, pos­sibly for years, conceivably forever, as their parents waited, helpless, avoiding eye contact with their neighbors, who knew exactly what was happening to those they were supposed to have been able to protect. … http://www.delanceyplace.com/view_archives.php?2009

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Life in the ‘Hood’ — Ganja Granny


This is an old post from 2011 but I decided to update it with an appropriate Tyler Perry video.

Ganja Granny

Senior citizens are not what you think they should be.  These old coots bring new meaning to “Puff Daddy.”  I think some fossils went on LSD trips in the 1960s and never came back!

One Wednesday I was doing my laundry with several of my neighbors when one of the dizzier elders came in with her laundry. This woman is totally discombobulated.  She couldn’t remember which washers she left her clothes in then she couldn’t decide which dryers in which to place her clothes.

During the course of this drama she lost her laundry card. We no longer use coins but cards similar to credit cards.  She accused two young men who had just come in the laundry room of stealing the card while they were on the other side busily stuffing their clothes into two of the large machines totally oblivious to her.   Of course she made no sense.  Meanwhile she’s erratically helter-skelter looking for this damn card. The freaking card was on the floor.

Oh yes sometime during this travesty she joined into the conversation that I was having with my other two neighbor ladies to discuss the benefits of smoking marijuana.  She proceeded to tell us how it opens up the arteries in the back of your retina.  My neighbors and I gave each other knowing looks as we silently agreed that she had smoked way too much mary jane and in my head I speculated that maybe back in the 1960s she went on an LSD trip and never came back.

Most pot smokers are not that disoriented so I think that sister cut her weed with something else, however the munchies part worked very well as she appears to weigh about 300lbs!!  I think she took those Cheech & Chong movies to heart!!

Fake Pee
Fake Pee

Now you know how those old folks in their 60s and 70s really pass all that free retirement time. Next time you get that contact high as you pass through the hallway in your building it’s the seniors not junior you need to be worried about.

“Pass the dutchie on the left hand side.”

Outrageous is the word for many of the older people in my apartment complex.  There’s the lady who has regular chats with President Bush. Whether it’s Bush 1 or 2 I don’t know.  She also claims to have dealings with the FBI & the CIA.

Several years ago there was the older gentleman who came down to the laundry room dressed in women’s clothing playing C&W music on his boom box.  He was an alcoholic who crashed so many cars the development took away his parking space and finally he went off the deep end and his daughter came and got him.  He has since passed away.  Then there’s the elderly man dressed in the cowboy outfit with one pants leg rolled up talking about WWII, Obama and various other topics.

Tyler Perry’s Madea Goes to Jail – 2. “Self Medication”

Also there are the old “hot in the pants” geezers who constantly trying catch women my age or younger. Can’t tell you how many times I’ve been approached by these Geritol junkies.  Why an old man 75 or 80 is still thinking about getting laid when he can’t even get it up without Viagra is beyond me.  Anyway I don’t want to see much less sleep with a man old enough to be my father!

Dear God please do not let me be nuts if I live to be in my 70s & 80s.

Here is a musical salute to all my 65+ neighbors!

Peter, Paul & Mary

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wik2uc69WbU

Grace Slick & Jefferson Airplane

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WANNqr-vcx0

DeBorah Ann