Man. Got home, checked email, and wasn't ready for this one! Bebe Moore Campbell was a favorite in this household, my mom loved her work, and my auntie just finished 72 hour hold. 56 years old? So sad, but she lived passionately and blessed us with her talent. Prayers to her family, friends, and all who knew and loved her via her writing.
don't be afraid your life will end be afraid it will never begin
they shoot a black boy we shoot a cop every time they kill a black man we kill a cop wonder if the accident rate would go down expotentially... ~Nikki Giovanni [paraphrased]
Condolences to Sean Bell, his family, fiancee, children & friends
Nigger Can you kill Can you kill Can a nigger kill a honkie Can a nigger kill the Man Can you kill nigger Huh? nigger can you kill Do you know how to draw blood Can you poison Can you stab-a-Jew Can you kill huh? nigger Can you kill Can you run a protestant down with your '68 El Dorado (that's all they're good for anyway) Can you kill Can you piss on a blond head Can you cut it off Can you kill A nigger can die We 'aint got to prove we can die We got to prove we can kill They sent us to kill Japan and Africa We policed europe Can you kill Can you kill a white man Can you kill the nigger in you Can you make your nigger mind die Can you kill your nigger mind And free your black hands to strangle Can you kill Can a nigger kill Can you shoot straight and Fire for good measure Can you splatter their brains in the street Can you kill them Can you lure them to bed and kill them We kill in Vietnam for them We kill for UN and NATO and SEATO and US And everywhere for all alphabel but BLACK Can we learn to kill WHITE for BLACK Learn to kill niggers Learn to be Black men
~ The True Import of Present Dialogue, Black vs. Negro Nikki Giovanni
Supa is way past excited. And why, you implore? Because RR#1 got a J-O-B!! Yessss. Supa will now be accepting incremental payments from boychild to apply toward excessivegrocery consumption over the past 17 years.
I'm infinitely more excited than he is, okay? Got me ironin' his work shirt & keepin' up with his work schedule and shyt. Say it loud and proud, young man: WELCOME TO BURGER KING, HOW MAY I HELP YOU!!
sheeeiittt...Supa 'aint got NO PROBLEMS ganking some of that minimum wage chedda. Ha. But even betta than alla that - I'm proud of the lad. Oh we've had our moments, but despite it all, RR#1 has blossomed into a delightful and decent human being. Even though he still regularly neglects to flush the damn toilet after he's pissed in it, oh, 'bout three or four times. Disgusting, right? Yeah. We go 'head up ova that shit.
"Cracker? You call me a cracker-ass, nigger?" ~ White Boy Who Speaks His Mind, circa 2006
KKKramer! You racist fuck. I kinda liked your ass.
You know, I'm always intrigued when folks seem to spontaneously lose their mutha fuckin' minds. In public.
I'm sure most of ya'll have seen and heard by now, Michael Richards aka Cosmo Kramer said some racist shit he's probably been dying to spew on camera his whole fucking life. Whatever, yo. What you gonna do. We let the word nigga fall out our mouths like it's the thing to do, so I can't even get in KKKramer's ass about that one. That shit is a wash, far as I'm concerned.
But it's Supa's humble opinion - when you start to talkin' about lynching a black man, then gotdammit you betta watch ya back.
At any rate. If Supa got upset each time a jew white boy voiced how he really felt about black folks, she'd never have time to enjoy her melanin-enhanced life. Let alone, shop for cute shoes.
So fuck 'em. PS - I'm still trynta figure out if these were authentic urban brothas who were the recipients of this tirade. The dudes from around my way woulda put this fool on his back. I'm just sayin'.
morning, noon, and nights is real what I spit and write is real my own life is ill! a fantastic beautiful mess a [sista] in america, the usual stress life goin in every direction but rewind... ~ Mos Def, "Life is Real"
So check it. It's ya girl Supa's 300th post. (whaaatt?!) Wow. Dammit, what a journey. And I've been trying for a whole week to write a post and touch on everything I wanted say. But you know what? I couldn't. It was just too much. The happenings of this last year (the good, the bad, the all of it!) are just too broad to be contained in one post. So hit up those archives!(and more new news to come.....)
Just suffice it to say that Life is Real! Ya girl has come a looonng way. I'm grateful. For real for real. Peep my most recent gratitude list:
good health RR#1 and #2 my ride-or-die family and friends waking up in the morning being off work and really enjoying life being in school Sassy the ability to feel and think and write the new friends I'm making the new things I'm learning the new life I'm leading being single and happy and free being able to pay my bills living in this country having options and infinite possibilities being me having a house, a car, a computer & a comfortable life books this day
And I'm grateful to all the readers, lurkers, regulars, friends, fam bam, lovers, and haters who help keep my supa cyber-world spinnin'.
V has been Supa's latest movie obsession. It's intelligently wicked...on so many levels. Go peep it. Movie review to come. Sidenote: Supa truly feels she shoulda/coulda played Evey (Natalie Portman's role...) Don't they know colored girls can be revolutionaries too? Ha! Somebody betta ask somebody....
Anyway. Some fly ass quotables:
"Our integrity sells for so little...but it is all we really have. It is the very last inch of us. But within that inch, we are free. It is small, and it is fragile, and it is the only thing in the world worth having.
"People should not be afraid of their governments. Governments should be afraid of their people!"
....so we can get this lying muthafuckas off my TV SCREEN!!!
I'm.so.tired.of.this.election.shit.already. Damn!!! These fools knockin' on my door, ringin' my home phone, takin' up all the radio and tv airtime n shit. Don't they know, Supa would pretty much vote for a monkey right now just to get some goddamn peace up in this bitch!
At any rate - go vote. Exercise your right, black peoples. Because inside every American is an Islamic fundamentalist dying to get out.
(Let your president tell it...)
(Irrelevant pre-election sidenote: Bill Clinton left a "vote for my guy" recorded audio message on my cellie the otha day. That was kinda cool. Bill sounds like a straight up mack, don't he? Love him.)
Anyhow. Ya girl did her thug thizzle on her midterm, so a sista feelin' kinda right. Thanks for the tips, P!!!
No, for real. I swear, I've got a real post coming up...soon. Like, for real for real. It's just that Supa is studying for her mid-term exam and has a mild case of the shits. (nerves) Meanwhile, somebody send me a program that downloads all the info I need to know directly into my brain. While I'm sleeping. After I've had two glasses of wine....
Which reminds me: Be fearless!!!!
Have you really lived ten thousand or more days, or have you lived one day ten thousand or more times? ~ Wayne Dyer
If it feels safe, its probably not the right path. If it scares you, it probably is. ~Mark Gerzon
I have spent my days stringing and unstringing my instrument while the song I came to sing remains unsung. ~Rabindranath Tagore
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that frightens us most. But our playing small doesn't serve the world. There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. ~Marianne Williamson
Your life mirrors what you put into it or withhold from it...when you are lazy, it is lazy. When you hold back, it holds back. When you hesitate, it stands there staring, hand in its pockets. But when you commit, it comes on like blazes. ~authors of Art and Fear