Inspiration II

Boyz N the Hood

I watched Boyz in the Hood again. Its been almost twenty years and I still find that movie very powerful. John Singleton was at the top of his game, giving plot and complexity to a coming of age stories set in South Central LA. Well developed black characters are still a rarity in modern media. Even look at Ricky and Doughboy's Mom. She was a single mom in South Central with issues no doubt, but she was still a well thought out and written character.

And Furious Styles, was black father of year 1991. From the knowledge the laid on the young brothers to that stirring speech on gentrification. He was strong, intelligent and compassionate just what a young black man needs.

Seeing this brings me to one of my favorite songs by Murs, take a listen

Inspiration

Sometimes thats all you really need

Its CIAA time, once again.

Those two stories will play themselves out thousands of times in the next few days. Its a year's worth of signifying condensed in five days. This is year five I think and its has lost much of its luster for me. I will lose no sleep when it finally leaves Charlotte someday. You heard it first for me. I have been to better parties for half the price and hype. I guess its fueled by the droves of Charlotteans who finally come out of hiding for maybe once out of the entire year. Let me restate that the "black professionals" that come out very seldomly. Many of which are sited enjoying Charlotte nightlife the way Big Foot was pictured in the Pacific Northwest.

Good for some, not for all

A Personal Favorite of Mine

i am just happy to see some "classy" photos of "urban" models. I have seen far too many "ass" shots in magazines over the years. some of these women are starting to look cartoonish, its like our answer to the "waif" model, 45" hips and the smallest waist conceivable. if you take time to appreciate, it will take more than the next
"donk" of the month to get your attention.

William Foster

William Foster was his name. If you can remember Michael Douglas looking like a mad substitute teacher on a rampage throughout the grimmiest parts of LA in Falling Down. Well, he almost made an appearance around 11:20 AM today. And i know just from how people start reacting to me. My eyes burned wholes through an aggravating curry-smelling woman today. She confirmed it with her soggy-ass half-hearted apology. but i kept him in check, but on the inside i really wished i was yielding his Louisville Slugger.

Success

a friend of mine, said that I was successful. actually, i(we= our friends in common, including myself) are successful. Me, successful, I don't quite see it that way. Most definitely it could be worse, but I always saw it as striving to do better. And I still do have a long way to go.

So i take the compliment, and i will turn back to my regularly scheduled program.

Or maybe, I should give myself a small pat on the back. I am workin on it.

oh yeah, the song and the blog have nothing to do with each other. Just another gen, i had to lay on you