Showing posts with label I think therefore I am. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I think therefore I am. Show all posts
15 October 2009
14 October 2009
Is Social Networking Killing Relationships??
Lately I have been hearing a ton of people talking about how Facebook, Myspace, Tagged, Twitter, and these other social networking sites are damaging relationships. I disagree heavily and I will go into my reasoning shortly.
I think that people damage relationships, not these sites. Social networking is the cheapest and fastest way to market yourself, your products, or whatever else you are wanting to get to the masses.
Don't get it confused, there are a ton of people (male & female) that get their computer love or computer smut on, but such is life. My problem comes when I hear people talking about, "Me and my chick were arguing because some women left mad comments on my updates." (insert BLANK ASS STARE here) WHY?!?!?!?!?! Let's be real ladies, if the chick leaving the comments looked like Shabba Ranks
there wouldn't be too many complaints or issues, but it the female leaving the comments looked like . . .
the conversation would go much differently. Now, fellas let's keep it authenic, when you go on your ladies page and the guy leaving the comments looks like . . . LOL . . .
there typically isn't too much conversation, you know how we do, the ego is still in tact, but let a comment come from . . .
things will go alot differently for some reason.
At the end of the day, it's all about intention and if your intention is to go online and find new jump offs, mistresses, or whatever you are looking for outside of your situation, then be prepared for the insecurity, page hacks, 3rd party stalkers, and the other nonsense that insecure men and women do. If you are only online for the fun and networking of it, just keep it like that and explain that to your significant other.
I think that people damage relationships, not these sites. Social networking is the cheapest and fastest way to market yourself, your products, or whatever else you are wanting to get to the masses.
Don't get it confused, there are a ton of people (male & female) that get their computer love or computer smut on, but such is life. My problem comes when I hear people talking about, "Me and my chick were arguing because some women left mad comments on my updates." (insert BLANK ASS STARE here) WHY?!?!?!?!?! Let's be real ladies, if the chick leaving the comments looked like Shabba Ranks
there wouldn't be too many complaints or issues, but it the female leaving the comments looked like . . .
the conversation would go much differently. Now, fellas let's keep it authenic, when you go on your ladies page and the guy leaving the comments looks like . . . LOL . . .
there typically isn't too much conversation, you know how we do, the ego is still in tact, but let a comment come from . . .
things will go alot differently for some reason.
At the end of the day, it's all about intention and if your intention is to go online and find new jump offs, mistresses, or whatever you are looking for outside of your situation, then be prepared for the insecurity, page hacks, 3rd party stalkers, and the other nonsense that insecure men and women do. If you are only online for the fun and networking of it, just keep it like that and explain that to your significant other.
04 August 2009
27 July 2009
02 July 2009
25 June 2009
Child Support: Is this the new Golddigging?
How in the hell should a man have to pay a woman $30,000 a month in child support?
This question has been racing through my mind for the past few days, courtesy of a local radio show where the host was blasting all men, saying men don't take responsibility for their kids and refuse to pay child support.
Granted, I know that some boys in men's bodies are in the world who don't handle their business, but I know a bigger number of men that pay child support, all while going through the bullsh-t headaches from the baby's momma aka I want to keep you down for my own selfish reasons.
TRUE STORY: (Names have been changed to protect the innocent, along with the trifling.)
*Chris works for a nuclear plant, making a bit under 100 grand a year before overtime, meaning with OT he clears well over 100 k a year. *Gina, a nurse, former dancer, retired whore, and now lesbian took him to child support court for increases everytime he told her they wouldn't be getting back together, everytime he bought a new car, or looked as if his life was going too well without her. She skipped the fact that the man takes care of his daughter like his life depends on it. I have a problem with that. Now she pays a portion of her mortgage and new car note with his child support and OPENLY brags about it, almost to the point of ridicule. What's wrong with this picture? I don't think it's EVER alright for a man to have to pay exorbent amounts of child support, because 9 times out of 10, that money is going to luxury pocketbooks, stilletos, the hair salon, spa pedicures and facials, and a bunch of other things the woman who trapped, I mean had the child would NOT be doing on her own. Take for instance, the video chick who slithers her way into a nightclub near you and posts in the VIP searching for the "balla" that is going to take her from a life of $50 a video shoot checks to a condo, Benz, and all the REAL pocketbooks her heart desires....aka the come up. Look at the money that Puffy and some of these other celebrities are paying women who weren't living the lifestyles they now flaunt PRIOR to those child support checks falling. F-CK THAT!!!! Now this doesn't apply to the women who can handle their own, but too many are using child support as a come up and it's wrong. Fellas, step it up though, as a man your child shouldn't want for a thing on your dime. The courts shouldn't have to make that happen. For the MEN who are getting railroaded by a vindictive female, keep being a father to yours. For the BOYS who caused this epidemic, jump off a bridge. I'm not anti-child support, I'm anti using child support as a personal come up or as a pawn to bring a man down because he doesn't want you. Peace!!!
This question has been racing through my mind for the past few days, courtesy of a local radio show where the host was blasting all men, saying men don't take responsibility for their kids and refuse to pay child support.
Granted, I know that some boys in men's bodies are in the world who don't handle their business, but I know a bigger number of men that pay child support, all while going through the bullsh-t headaches from the baby's momma aka I want to keep you down for my own selfish reasons.
TRUE STORY: (Names have been changed to protect the innocent, along with the trifling.)
*Chris works for a nuclear plant, making a bit under 100 grand a year before overtime, meaning with OT he clears well over 100 k a year. *Gina, a nurse, former dancer, retired whore, and now lesbian took him to child support court for increases everytime he told her they wouldn't be getting back together, everytime he bought a new car, or looked as if his life was going too well without her. She skipped the fact that the man takes care of his daughter like his life depends on it. I have a problem with that. Now she pays a portion of her mortgage and new car note with his child support and OPENLY brags about it, almost to the point of ridicule. What's wrong with this picture? I don't think it's EVER alright for a man to have to pay exorbent amounts of child support, because 9 times out of 10, that money is going to luxury pocketbooks, stilletos, the hair salon, spa pedicures and facials, and a bunch of other things the woman who trapped, I mean had the child would NOT be doing on her own. Take for instance, the video chick who slithers her way into a nightclub near you and posts in the VIP searching for the "balla" that is going to take her from a life of $50 a video shoot checks to a condo, Benz, and all the REAL pocketbooks her heart desires....aka the come up. Look at the money that Puffy and some of these other celebrities are paying women who weren't living the lifestyles they now flaunt PRIOR to those child support checks falling. F-CK THAT!!!! Now this doesn't apply to the women who can handle their own, but too many are using child support as a come up and it's wrong. Fellas, step it up though, as a man your child shouldn't want for a thing on your dime. The courts shouldn't have to make that happen. For the MEN who are getting railroaded by a vindictive female, keep being a father to yours. For the BOYS who caused this epidemic, jump off a bridge. I'm not anti-child support, I'm anti using child support as a personal come up or as a pawn to bring a man down because he doesn't want you. Peace!!!
16 June 2009
15 June 2009
Prologue to the BEST BOOK EVER!!!!!
THE FOLLOWING IS COPYWRITTEN TO NASIR ALEEM. PLEASE DONT TRY AND COPY MY ISH AND DROP IT LATER. BE CREATIVE. I'M SURE YOU CAN DO IT.
"Excuse me sir, your car is ready."
Staring at my new toy being delivered to me, I reflect and realize that life is good for me. Matter of fact, life couldn't be any better. In the midst of my thoughts, my Blackberry chirps, alerting me to a new text message and I smile, noticing that I have just made 250 grand from my laptop while watching my rims get cleaned. Damn, I love the game. My wifey is flyer than most models, I've traveled the world more times than I can count, and I am wealthy without having a jump shot or a hit record. I keep company with celebrities and I've bedded a few of your favorite r&b singers. Don't ask-i'm not telling. Point blank-i'm young, black, and rich, but all good things must end, so i'm leaving the game on top. "Gosh sir, you're like the uh, luckiest guy in the world to have a ride this sweet!", the young salesman says, gazing at the only sky blue Ferrari Enzo in the world. Flashing my well-practiced business smile, I clutch the keys to my gorgeous wheel, noticing the jealousy, envy, and hate in the country club white boys who would never be this fly, confident, or successful. "Hey pal, which team do you play on?", cookie cutter number one asks, assuming I have to be a pro athlete. Between visions of choking his dumb ass out, I crack a devious smile and reply, saying, "I'm into finances, mainly overseas real estate acquisitions and high return hedge funds." Their group gasps, realizing they aren't dealing with the usual black man, but I have the last laugh, hopping into a million dollar car that most only see in magazines. I know that my line of work is dangerous, but I'm addicted to the game.
"Excuse me sir, your car is ready."
Staring at my new toy being delivered to me, I reflect and realize that life is good for me. Matter of fact, life couldn't be any better. In the midst of my thoughts, my Blackberry chirps, alerting me to a new text message and I smile, noticing that I have just made 250 grand from my laptop while watching my rims get cleaned. Damn, I love the game. My wifey is flyer than most models, I've traveled the world more times than I can count, and I am wealthy without having a jump shot or a hit record. I keep company with celebrities and I've bedded a few of your favorite r&b singers. Don't ask-i'm not telling. Point blank-i'm young, black, and rich, but all good things must end, so i'm leaving the game on top. "Gosh sir, you're like the uh, luckiest guy in the world to have a ride this sweet!", the young salesman says, gazing at the only sky blue Ferrari Enzo in the world. Flashing my well-practiced business smile, I clutch the keys to my gorgeous wheel, noticing the jealousy, envy, and hate in the country club white boys who would never be this fly, confident, or successful. "Hey pal, which team do you play on?", cookie cutter number one asks, assuming I have to be a pro athlete. Between visions of choking his dumb ass out, I crack a devious smile and reply, saying, "I'm into finances, mainly overseas real estate acquisitions and high return hedge funds." Their group gasps, realizing they aren't dealing with the usual black man, but I have the last laugh, hopping into a million dollar car that most only see in magazines. I know that my line of work is dangerous, but I'm addicted to the game.
01 June 2009
Lanvin x CARAN d'ACHE Pencil Crayons
In an unlikely partnership, haute couture meets haute ecriture as Lanvin and Swiss-based writing utensil company CARAN d’ACHE team up on a set of pencil crayons. The pencil crayons also come packaged in a special box featuring select artwork. shoutout:HUGE MAG
20 May 2009
Thought of the Day
I'm a Hustler. I will be a success and not a failure. My dreams are going to be tangible realities.
14 May 2009
01 May 2009
Random Thoughts on a Friday Night
Going to see Crank 2: High Voltage. Jumu'ah was great. Wearing Prada's in the rain. Edits on my book are driving me wild. Success is coming. I'm definitely digging HER. The American Dream has a bangin' album. I love my Blackberry. Twitter and Facebook are my new hobby. Shoutouts to Phella. It gets better. My AP watch is a limited edition. Tired of seeing FAKE handbags and sneakers. I would love a Range Rover coupe. Shoutouts to Shy, my favorite cousin. Love you. This rain is messing up my wax job. My book has the potential to be the best.
27 April 2009
Think About It.
Knowledge is of two kinds: that which is absorbed and that which is heard. And that which is heard does not profit if it is not absorbed.
23 April 2009
BOOK ALERT!!! Dead Aid by Dambisa Moyo
In the past fifty years, more than $1 trillion in development-related aid has been transferred from rich countries to Africa. Has this assistance improved the lives of Africans? No. In fact, across the continent, the recipients of this aid are not better off as a result of it, but worse—much worse.
In Dead Aid, Dambisa Moyo describes the state of postwar development policy in Africa today and unflinchingly confronts one of the greatest myths of our time: that billions of dollars in aid sent from wealthy countries to developing African nations has helped to reduce poverty and increase growth. In fact, poverty levels continue to escalate and growth rates have steadily declined—and millions continue to suffer. Provocatively drawing a sharp contrast between African countries that have rejected the aid route and prospered and others that have become aid-dependent and seen poverty increase, Moyo illuminates the way in which overreliance on aid has trapped developing nations in a vicious circle of aid dependency, corruption, market distortion, and further poverty, leaving them with nothing but the “need” for more aid. Debunking the current model of international aid promoted by both Hollywood celebrities and policy makers, Moyo offers a bold new road map for financing development of the world’s poorest countries that guarantees economic growth and a significant decline in poverty—without reliance on foreign aid or aid-related assistance.
Dead Aid is an unsettling yet optimistic work, a powerful challenge to the assumptions and arguments that support a profoundly misguided development policy in Africa. And it is a clarion call to a new, more hopeful vision of how to address the desperate poverty that plagues millions.
20 April 2009
08 April 2009
Future Success and All-Around Good Guy
Major shoutouts to a young man who is doing positive things with himself. Future plans include a degree in physical therapy and he carries a 4.0 GPA at his high school. In this day and age, too many kids are doing things that will limit and harm their future, so I'm taking a moment to commend one who is doing the opposite. Dave, much success and keep doing your thing.
23 March 2009
Random Thoughts from the Abnormal Galaxy a.k.a. my mind
I love the new high top LV's...San Antonio Spurs are definitely beating the Lakers (Phella and Sickamore)...my book is going to be a best seller...my president is black just like me...Behold the Pale Horse is a must read...so what I'm obsessed with fashion...the sicilian defense in chess is a guaranteed start to a checkmate in my favor...people should spend their tax checks wisely instead of stunting for a week or two...abnormal galaxy is an awesome concept...everything i'm not makes me everything i am...success is in the immediate future...
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