If a wolf howls in the city does it make a sound?

Here we go again.

There is a Mountain Dew commercial that has been pulled because the "race police" have deemed it too toxic for the public consumption.

Once again these idiots are crying wolf.

This commercial was supposed to be COMEDY. I doubt if the guy who thought up the commercial intended to degrade anyone. But there are some people that share the same skin pigment as me that will find racism in anything but the right thing.

Did I think that the commercial was racist?

No.

Did I think it was funny?

No.

What I thought was and in  my opinion what the race chasers should have thought was...' It is a damn shame that we as a race have degraded ourselves so much that other races can "parody" our behavior and pass it off as "comedy".

As long as I have been Black, certain Black people in this country have gone out of their way to make every negative stereotype about us true.

Stereotypes are based on some truth. And the truth is, there are people in the Black community that fit the description of the actors in that commercial. There are people in the Black community that are proud to fit that description.

So what is so racist about it?

Or is it just embarrassment?

Every Black person and the 1 White person that reads my thoughts all know of the failures we have been at policing ourselves and our communities. That is why we are the blunt of every negative joke.

Black people in this country, are in my opinion, some of the most lost individuals on the face of the earth.

We don't know if we want to be "Black", African or American.

We want to blame other races for our plight in this country instead of looking in the damn mirror.

Racism is not an excuse to not succeed.
Racism is not an excuse for our children killing each other in the name of streets that we don't own.
Racism is not an excuse for us having more disposable income as a "race" than some countries, but we still do not own the businesses in our own neighborhoods.
Racism is not an excuse for the prisons being full of young Black men in the prime of their lives.
Racism is not an excuse for our young boys being brought up with no real male role models.
Racism is not an excuse for not taking responsibility for our own  fucked up

behavior and actions.

This is a product of our doing. Maybe 60 years ago we could have laid the blame at our "enemies" feet..but in the current world? That dog ain't hunting son. I ain't saying that racism has been eradicated in this great country of ours...because we all know that that would be a damn lie. Alls I'm saying is that given the sacrifices made by people stronger than we could ever imagine and the advancements that have been afforded us...Racism is a damn weak ass excuse for the State of the Black Union in 2013.
If there is a wall in the way of your progress..break that motherfucker down, go around it or go over it.

So instead of crying and protesting a damn talking goat...maybe we need to peel away the layers of the proverbial onion and find out why the "goat" thought that shit would be funny in the first damn place.
And then work out a solution to that little problem.

Just a thought.

I remember when

I believe that the 80's and 90's were the best time to grow up.

The world was not so fucked up back then. Or maybe it was..but maybe since I was young and stupid, I didn't realize it.

Parents still had power when it came to their children. I had to be either in the house or on my stoop when the street lights came on. And if I wasn't..all my Moms had to do was stick her head out of the Window and call my name and I came running.
Video games were still innocent. Who remembers Galaga, Pac-Man, Donkey Kong, Frogger or Dig Dug?
I would catch the bus to the Mall every Saturday and stay all day in the Arcade;only coming out to go to Chic Fila and hawk at some girls in the food court.
I remember house parties in the basements of my friends houses where we would slow dance with the neighborhood girls off of Prince, Ready for the World, Sade, Guy and Jodeci.

I remember playing "hide and come get it" with the neighborhood girls. There was no "sex" involved; just a lot of heavy breathing, sloppy kissing and "dry hunching" while we were fully clothed.
But if I was asked about it later..of course "I hit that."
I remember having dance battles on the sidewalks with a bunch of cardboard we took from the back of Kmart.
I remember sitting out on the stoop during the summer and talking about how Mike Tyson was a better fighter than Muhammad Ali.
I remember after school fights in the parking lot across from the school. No one got shot. Just a little bit of walking in circles talking shit, goofy and wild swings, some tussling and the teachers would come running across the street to break it up.
I remember $1 dance parties at the Rec Center.
I remember going to the corner store with $10 of my Moms food stamps just to get some candy so I would get enough change back to get in the dance, the bus ride to the Center and enough for a perch plate after the dance and the bus back home.
I remember going to the $1 show at the neighborhood Theatre on Friday nights.

I remember getting caught hiding under my Boo's bed when her Father came home from work early.
I remember trying to drink a whole 40 ounce in between classes.
I remember throwing up in class right  after trying to drink a whole 40 ounce in between classes.
I remember Friday night football games and Thursday night basketball games.
I remember Martin, Def Comedy Jam and In Living Color.
I remember cutting the symbols off of old IZOD shirts and having my Grams sew them on new shirts she got me from Family Dollar.
I remember Member's Only Jackets and Cross Colors.
I remember the epic battles between Michael Jordan and Reggie Miller. I remember hating Karl Malone for no other reason than he played for Utah, of all places.

I remember KRS 1, Big Daddy Kane, Biz Markie,Kool Moe Dee, Salt and Pepa, Wu tang The Fresh Prince and DJ Jazzy Jeff and Public Enemy.
 I remember Yo!MTV Raps and Rap City.

But most of all I remember how simple life was then.

Bullies got dealt with. There was no "Black suicide". There was no disrespecting your elders. Going to jail was not a right of passage, it was a black mark on the family. Gangs were around sure..but it was mostly dance crews.. (At least growing up on the East coast it was anyway.)Child Molesters were in the closet and if they did venture out, they were never heard from again. Drugs were just starting to take hold of our streets, but it was "manageable" to a certain extent. And most of all...there was a certain PRIDE in our communities that does not exist now.
We were proud to be Black.

We were proud. TO. BE. BLACK. And of everything that being Black in America represented.

Your only job as a father is to do what you have to do to keep your daughter off the pole

There is a video going around on that degrading ass website "World-star Hip Hop" about a father beating his 2 underage daughters after he caught them recording themselves "twerking". He beat them with an extension cord and left bruises on them.

My question is.....

What is the problem?

The dude is now in jail because his babies mama got Johnnie Law involved. He is facing charges on child abuse.
In my opinion this is the problem with today's society.

Let me tell y'all a little story.

A dude I used to work with told me that his neighbor came home from work early one day and caught a 19 year old boy balls deep in his 15 year old daughter. He threw the boy out of his house and then proceeded to beat the hell out of his daughter. He used a belt..but he didn't allow her to get dressed before he commenced to wail on that naked ass. He left bruises..The little girl called the White Folks..the father was arrested..and now he cannot be in HIS house at the same time as his daughter until his case goes to court. If she is home he has to be gone. So he can only come to the house he is paying for, when his daughter is at school(when she decides to go to school) or out somewhere. He has to spend money on hotel rooms or he has to be a burden on his family or friends.
 And.... now the little girl has gotten bold and has been telling her mother that she can't stop her from doing what she wants to do.. and I quote..." You can't tell me shit Mama. Look what I did to Daddy. I'll make both of y'all famous."

True story.

What I don't understand is how in all the hells can today's society tell a parent that they cannot make their child obey their laws..but...if they go out and do something stupid..then that same society can make the child obey it's laws. No questions asked. You ain't got to do what Mama and Daddy or Big Mama or Pop-pop says..but if you get caught doing something that is considered "wrong' out in the streets. then ole Judge Hannah can make you do what he tells you to do.

Does that make sense to any of y'all?

In my opinion, the only thing the father did wrong was allowing the video of him being a father to his daughters be uploaded to the Internet.

I am not allowed to discipline my child, but the state can?

Is there an alternative to straight whooping your child's ass?

Yes...
But in this case I think an ass whooping was justified.

I got beat with any and everything my Moms could get her hands on .. Bruises be damned. My Moms slapped the shit outta me one Sunday during church service in front of The preacher, God, the damn choir and Sister Odell because me and my sister was clowning in the "lords house". And the Preacher paused one time, looked at my Moms and then at me..and went straight back to his "can I get an Amen" bullshit. One time my father hit me in my chest so hard he made my titties touch. Simply because I told him I was grown and he needs to sit his old ass down. And the bad thing about it.. I WAS grown! I was 26 fucking years old!

And look at me now...

No jail record..No babies mama..no STDs... I am a somewhat respectable man.

All because society in the 70's and 80's did not tell a parent what they can and cannot do with their children.

Did I do what teens do? Sure I did.. But I didn't do shit to cause my parents any "real" stress. Or rather I didn't allow my self to get caught... All because I feared what the hell they might do to me if I did get caught.

Today youth does not have that fear because today's society has cut off their parents nuts and handed them to the kids.

That is the problem.