Love and Hip Hop~The Finale But Not the End

 

Episode 1: Should’ve Called It Rap

Episode 2: Basketball Jump-offs Set to Music

Episode 3: Hater to the Left of Them

Episode 4: Willie Lynch’s Dream

Episode 5: High School Clicks

Episode 6: Indignant Proposal

Episode 7: Family Affair

Episode 8: Finale

 

Okay, after last week’s episode I really just want to set Fab’s balls on fire! but since I would get arrested for such an attempt, I will just say that he is not a real man. Not much else I can say…ready for this week’s episode. Oh Yeh, Olivia’s manager…. he’s still a bitch! Let these people talk. GROW THE FUCK UP! Okay…showtime.

Take 2 in 5, 4, 3, 2, 2, 2, #MyMicSoundsNice Check 2

So, I was soooooo shocked when I found out that this was the Finale?!!!! Didnt I JUST start dogging this show out a few weeks ago? Isn’t SOmaya still a no name wannabe? Olivia a scared cling-on who sings beautifully? Emily the main side chick to Fab? Chrissy the headstrong rich in-house wifey?

Okay, Mama Jones…..sitcho (yes, sitcho)  Frankie-looking behind back, no disrespect….let this man live his life. And did Mama Jones just say that Chrissy didn’t know how to be family “orien-tated”? Families have orientations now?

I simply LOVE Chrissy’s red shoes!!!!!!!! Her style is on point at times.

Okay… Jim needs to teach a class on how to treat your woman. This walk and hotel room is gorgeous and sexy!

And I know that I don’t know everything that is going on in their relationship…..btu from the snippet of what I see, this man is showing you the way that HE loves you. Not the way you want him to love you, but the way that he KNOWS how to love. The ONLY time you should complain is if he isn’t loving you the way you NEED to be loved. Wanting and Needing him to love you a certain way are two totally different things. Pick your battles.

Okay, I am all for a strong black woman, but Chrissy is making it hard for the rest of us. Honey, you never give a man an ultimatum. I repeat, you NEVER give a man an ultimatum!!!!! You played your hand and gave him the power when you stepped out of your role and proposed to him. If he wasnt moving at your pace….take a break and if he wants you…he will find you.  BUT I SWEAR IF I SEE YOU IN THE STREET I AM PUNCHING YOU IN THE THROAT!!!!!! Strong women dont propose to a man! WHERE FUCK DO THEY DO THAT AT?!!!!! We are strong enough to make the man come to us, and if the one we want doesnt come, move on to the next one. If he doesnt know if he wants to marry you after 6 years, then nothing you can say will make him marry you in another two if he doesnt damn well please. OH MY BLOOD IS BOILING BECAUSE OF THIS!

Ummmmm, Mashonda seems to smile every time that Emily comes and tells her that her relationship with Fab is shaky. I am not saying she is happy to hear the news, but she does have this subtle grin on her face. If I’m lying…replay the tape. Maybe it is just the way her face is, either way…a smile/smirk is on her face.

What is up with Somaya and this pleather, pink crop jacket? That jacket is so small  that it looks like her breasts are being smothered by a pack of fruity Bubbalicious bubble gum. And I wish that Somaya would stop hyping Jim Jones like that. See how yall gas people up. You were NOT gonna get mirked on television while the cameras were on. Point. Blank. Period. So please, stop testing my intelligence with your television thug act.  If he wanted to mirk you because he was a REAL thug, fuck a camera….he would be behind bars right now. End of story. So, not that we have all of this phony bullshit out of the way… NEXT! *Proceeds to buy Somaya clothes that fit her*

I am still laughing on the inside that Mama Jones is rocking a shirt that says, ” Idaho?” lmao! REALLY?!!!! She wants Chrissy to give Jim a baby? Tell that negro to marry her and she will give him a baby. That’s how I see it. So until your son is ready to make it official so that his child wont be a bastard child….you wont get a grandchild.

I need to have a sleepover at my house with my girls. I mean, damn! This sleepover should have been called Breast Fest.But I find it hilarious that Chrissy is in a onesie with the footies…lls. And wait….did Emily just say that she thought that most of Fab’s songs were about her? Which one? PLEASE LET ME KNOW so I can go back and analyze.

Wait…that’s it?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My conclusion on the entire season? Ummmm, I am just as confused now as I was when I first started watching. I want our celebs to do better for themselves. They have been allotted the opportunity to have a better life than most and they are still behaving as if they live in the projects and push a hood-rich decked-out Honda. I expect more. I feel like they are wasting what they have. Again, I say they are nothing but glorified niggers. You will only make me change my opinion when they change their behavior. Not asking them to be role models, but I am asking them to do better for themselves.  I have a feeling that they will be back for a second season. By then, I pray that these women will learn to step their self-esteems up a notch to the point where they wont have to wait on a man, cling to a group, complain about a man, and claim to be more than what they are. I pray that some things happen in the meantime. I know it wont be worth entertainment for them to improve themselves, but I do pray for them to improve.

Sincerely,

~My Mother’s Daughter*~

Love and Hip Hop~Family Affair

 

Episode 1: Should’ve Called It Rap

Episode 2: Basketball Jump-offs Set to Music

Episode 3: Hater to the Left of Them

Episode 4: Willie Lynch’s Dream

Episode 5: High School Clicks

Episode 6: Indignant Proposal

Okay, you all should already know that I am on pins and needles to write about this show. Today has proven to be a good day in the first place. First…. I freed up some space in my daily planner, watched some people act unprofessional in the wake of that decision…and then I purchased a Nook. Yes, a Nook! Forget the ignant (yes, ignant) sons of bitches in the day…the Nook took the cake. And then I hosted a poetry open mic that had the best audience ever!!! I mean, I have been blessed with the best audiences lately…but I digress.

Okay… too much excitement going on in the course of my day to recap you, so you will have to click the links above. Let’s get to the goods!

Take 2 in 5, 4, 3, 2, 2, 2, #Proposal

So, I must confess in my rather sober state….Chrissy is slowly growing on me. But dont repeat it. This is between you and I…okay.

DAMN!!!!! Mama Jones’ face just hit the floor with that proposal. If I could film Nancy’s face…. I would sell it on eBay. Awwwwwww but Jim said yeh!!!! Awwww, my heart goes out to him and Chrissy. He is such a man’s man. And yes…. I agree with Chrissy, “what the fuck does ‘I’m witchu’ mean?” Jimmy… you didn’t say yes you will marry her. But I disagree with Chrissy, I will wait for my guy to propose to me. I’ll never propose to a guy.

And why is it that Nancy is punking everyone? How come no one can hold her back? She weighs all of 2 nuts sacks and a crack pipe…but no one can control or block her? LMAO!!! That was just funny to watch. And Nancy, with all due respect…parents arent always told, they are sometimes surprised like everyone else. And the only time the parents are told is if the son is asking for the daughter’s hand in marriage. This is unconventional, hence the unconventional method of not telling the parent.

LMAO! Jimmy said “I’m still here. My clothes are still upstairs” lmao! I like the way he thinks. He put Chrissy’s complaining in perspective. And then…. CHRISSY!!!!! Chrissy, boo, don’t give a man an ultimatum. YOU proposed to HIM!!! If he would have said no in front of everyone you would have been hurt and embarrassed.  So he saved face and then you need to wait and give him time to accept what you placed on his table. Dont rush it now.

Now….First off, last time we heard Somaya’s song, it wasnt finished…and now she somehow found the money to do a video? Who is funding this? Not to be all up in her purse straps like that, but is she still sleeping in the loft above the studio? And wow… Emily just can’t get enough of the drama…. I would have stayed away from Somaya. Point. Blank. Period. And yeh, this whole entire going on the internet to start a beef. Be the bigger woman, take the higher road and let the shit be. I hate simple-minded females who wont accept that they were wrong, and they get a whole bunch of other simple minded females to back them up. Grow up!!!!! That’s about a stupid as people writing subliminal Facebook statuses about people they  are mad about…lol. When you are right, you live with that. You let the hater shit roll off your back and you keep it going. Only basic bitches harbor on that stuff. It is quite comical if you ask me. But…..I digress.

And JIM AND THIS NEW SONG…… PRICELESS!!! This song about Chrissy is amazing!!! And the way that Jim confesses his love on National TV…. I continue to applaud him for being a man. I can not say that enough.

Wow!!! Fabolous didn’t even want to be in the family portrait with them just because the cameras were going to be around. And I am not going to talk about anyone’s kid…but her son is in need of a time out. And Fab didn’t even pick up the phone when she called? Wow….. I want to sympathize with her because her home life isn’t the prettiest…or at least that is how it is portrayed…but I have a problem with women who just wont get up and leave. Not to compare, but I will….Jim kisses, loves, and confesses his love for Chrissy in damn near EVERY episode of this show. His boys may pick on him, Olivia may joke, but that doesn’t make Jim any less of a man. Hell, it makes him sexy as hell and a model for what real men should do when they are in love. So, if Fab loves Emily… why can’t he step out into the light and claim his family? I really have a problem with this Skeletor looking motherfucker right now. I will send prayers of strength out to Emily, because no one deserves to be treated like that. She better start raising her Kelly Pitts emergency funds.

Okay, so I know that Rich is upset….but for a man to go off on a woman for ANY reason….you are not a man. Again….Rich, with your trying to be hard as hell bullshit….let it go. You are feeding into this. The fact that you are getting upset about a no name wanna be rapper is proving that she has the power to get under your skin. POW! She wins!!! Grow the fuck up. Again, this mess drives me nuts. Punk asses! Yeh… I said it, let the shit go. And I’m done.

Sincerely,

~My Mother’s Daughter*~

Love and Hip Hop~ Indignant Proposal

Episode 1: Should’ve Called It Rap

Episode 2: Basketball Jump-offs Set to Music

Episode 3: Hater to the Left of Them

Episode 4: Willie Lynch’s Dream

Episode 5: High School Clicks

Okay, so I am sitting here with my diva @Shinin_Light and I am introducing her to this show… yes, I can’t watch this by myself. I would love to hear what she has to say about this. Comedy is in my near future.

Take 2 in 5, 4, 3, 2, 2, 2,2 #MyMicSoundsNice check 2

Oh Lord…..Jim Jones can’t take care of the dog, House? Dont Mike Vic the dog!!!. And yeh… House is a huge ass dog. Ewwwwwww! House pooped inside of the store and Jim didn’t clean it up. Yuck!! Chrissy, you are a better woman than I could ever be on that on. I would have told him to clean his poo up. *bad taste in my mouth*

I love how Oliva tested my intelligence and thought that she had to define “listening party”. Ok, so she said that it is for the purpose of getting to know the “real” Olivia. I am glad that something is going to let us get to know her…. because so far all I have seen is who Olivia can morph into whenever a new crew comes around. And like her manager Rich said….”Wal-Mart is accepting apps”….should she not know how to stay out of mess and focus more on her music.

Okay, so, you [Chrissy] have been with Jim Jones for 6 years, but your man has not proposed to you so you feel like you have to step up? That man is one of the manliest(sp) men I know….and you will take that role away from him? And I mean, really, Chrissy… you sat there and you listened to Olivia as to what to do about this? This is the same bitch that lied about dating another man? Oh Lord… please don’t ever let me be that desperate enough to ever feel like I have to ask a man to marry me. *Sigh* I am not the biggest Chrissy fan, but my inner feminist is screaming “Bitch, you better not”. THIS is why men say you better not talk to your single friends about shit. Even @shinin_light just said that Chrissy went to Olivia because she knew that she would say what she wanted to hear, and that was a yes. Sad…lol. Please don’t go through with it.

*Takes a drink of my alcohol*  I had to drink to watch this week. *@shinin_light pours Moscato*

First off… Chrissy can’t keep her balance….lol. Second,this is funny as shit! But really? You are thinking of performing a burlesque routine in front of Jim Jones’ FAMILY?!!!! And then you picked out the ring too? Wow….. this ring is gorgeous. But of course the jeweler would tell her that “men need a push to get things done”. Girl, he just wants your money, all $12K of it.

Now, Olivia, honey… really? I can’t even comment on this. You are holding grudges over bullshit. THIS is why it appears that you don’t have any friends. Just hear the girl [Emily] out and then tell her to not do it again. I mean, didn’t you JUST make it into this click? But at least you can sing…because you can sing yourself all the way to the bank….but you need to let all of the negativity go. Take it from me, your personality will preceed you. Now, if your boob falls out of that halter dress… I am posting that pic. lol. Oh snap… Tocora was in the audience. Cool.

Ummmm.. Olivia, you said “funest”? Really? Hmmmm… Hooked on Stupid, worked for me.

And I thought that my breasts were huge…but I think Chrissy may have me beat! lol. You better work it for the Big Titty Committee, diva!!!!

WOW!!!! Was Chrissy really thinking of dancing in just the lace outfit? I am glad that she is going against doing the burlesque side of it. Yeh, diva… YOU deserve better….fuck Jim… you deserve to be taken seriously…lol. But you also deserve a man who will not hesitate for one second when it comes to asking you to marry him. I know I clown you out in all of my blogs, but I seriously want every woman to stand their ground and never have to propose to a man. Remember, men so what they want to do while women do what they must. If he hasnt done it… he wasnt ready; end of story. *Sigh* I have so much to say on that, but wont. Just know that every time a woman proposes to a man, a hoodrat gets its cheese.

LMAO!!! Mama Jones is a trip! And the way that Olivia tried to shut her up with the wine . But wow… .I hate how they cut off the proposal. Did Jim say yes? What is going on!!! Okay… I didnt get to clown on this episode as hard as I would like. In the famous words of Hancock, “I’ve been drinking, bitch” hahahaha. But I am proud of Chrissy for sticking to her guns and doing it in a classy manner. That much I do approve of. But Lawd knows that I cant wait til next week. Hmmmm…..And Scene.

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Sincerely, 

~*My Mother’s Daughter*~

Love and Hip Hop~ High School Clicks

Episode 1: Should’ve Called It Rap

Episode 2: Basketball Jump-offs Set to Music

Episode 3: Hater to the Left of Them

Episode 4: Willie Lynch’s Dream

Wowzers! Did Swizz Beats and Alicia Keys approve their photos being shown on this show? Wowzers. I mean , I understand the significance of it being there…but come on. Get approval.

Adriene…hmmmmm…chick on Fab’s label? Fab has a label? You learn something new every day…lol. Wow, Emily…honey. Wait.. Fab’s name is John.. or did she say Sean? I need to do my research. I mean, really? Honey… if your man can’t claim you, no matter his career… then he doesn’t care about you. Jim claims Chrissy and that shit is sexy as fuck! This erotic poem Emily is about to do in Chrissy’s closet better not suck!! Y’all know that I am a poet!

*Blank Stare*

Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! But if your sex game is as horrible as how you read/wrote that poem, then I see why Fab doesn’t claim you. lmao!

Wow, I am feeling Olivia’s song December and since that is my birth month, I was going to clown her, and clown her HARD if it came across horrible. Wow… I may have to Google some old Olivia songs, because I don’t remember her having pipes like that. But at least I don’t have to jump on her like I did Somaya. EXACTLY! Just like the manager said…..no one knew that she could sing. And yes, I take my fidora off for her. Brava, diva! If you find a group of positive people around you who will hold you up and will not put you in stupidity and you will shine.  Boo, I’m not gonna call you stupid, but I can say that you are not acting smart.

WOW!!! Mashonda‘s house looks horrible!!! Wow! It looks like Hurricane Katrina made a house call and stayed for a while. I mean, does she still stay there? And yeh, how could Swizz let the mother of his child, and possibly the child, stay in a place like this? Ewww. But what I don’t like is that when someone’s life goes horrible, they try to tell everyone else that it wont last for them. No,honey… it didn’t work for you. But you can tell people how to prepare and learn from your mistakes, but you don’t indirectly tell them that they will wind up where you are. I feel horrible for Mashonda, but I still want Emily to sit her ass down.

Okay, speaking of Emily…DAMN @ HER ASS!!! Her ass has its own zip code! Okay, JEALOUS!!! But what I am NOT jealous of is her inability for her to think for her self and seeing a set-up coming. damn this bitch bothers me.

Hmmm.. Power of the P , I would probably need to hear this entire show in order to get a better feel of it. But I really do want a T-Shirt.  Umm…okay, as a poet, I give EMily applause for getting on stage and performing. I will have to listen to it again to do more than just applaud the effort. I don’t like the bitch THAT much.

Okay, so Chrissy & Somaya are cool now? And now…..I spoke too soon. Olivia , honey….I don’t remember you ever fighting anyone in your G-Unit days. And you need to make up your mind about how you feel about G-Unit. Because last episode you jokes on them and now you are holding them down because you want to be a thug. I dont get it. Just be Olivia. Stop running to G-Unit when it suffices, and stop clinging to Jim when it pleases. It makes you look like the 2nd string cool kid who no one really claims but you always manage to be around.

Ummm… can someone please teach Chrissy how to sit like a lady b/c she is one jump away from having a Brittany Spears/Paris Hilton flash moment.   But I am all ready to BUST Olivia in her face now. I mean, really Olivia? Stop running. You are such a thug…stand there and have it out and if it pops off, then it pops off.  But that is just my opinion.

But…. I will be watching next week.

Sincerely,

~*My Mother’s Daughter*~

Love and Hip Hop~Willie Lynch’s Dream

Episode 1: Should’ve Called It Rap

Episode 2: Basketball Jump-offs Set to Music

Episode 3: Hater to the Left of Them

So… I have to give applause where applause is due… last week’s episode was very entertaining. Coonish, but entertaining. Who wants to be rich if you are still surrounded by glorified hoodrats and insecure chicks? I’m just saying. Nothing about these women scream classy, refined, intelligent, and they may very well be all of these things, but we don’t see it. And I know, the television company picks and chooses what they want to show, but if this ignorance wasnt presented to the cameras then it would not be there.  Yes, you have more money than me, and yes, you get to go places that I currently can’t go… but in all honesty, I’d rather stay my happy ass here than to have to deal with that foolishness. To what level of coon is one willing to reach in order to put money in their pocket?

I have to admit, I didn’t know who ANY of these women were ( with the exception of Mashonda and Olivia) before this damn show. I wouldn’t even be watching the show if I didn’t think that I could poke fun at high-priced niggas. I’d rather be watching the History Channel or watching another medical mystery be revealed on the Discovery Channel; something, anything, that would keep my brain cells active. I just need our people to do better. I need for Chrissy to stop jumping the gun and know her place, and it isn’t in 79% of the places where she thinks it is. I need Olivia to get better friends and stop becoming apart of these clicks; first G-Unit and now this? I need for Emily to….ugh… I can’t stand weak women….just get some self-esteem. I need for Somaya to get a hearing aid, listen to her music and be real with herself. Honey…unless I am deaf…you cant rap.  Now, having said all of that. There is SOMETHING that all of these women are good at. I want them to cultivate that instead of head snaps, yo mama jokes, and ass flashing. Okay….enough of my rant.

Take 2 in 5, 4, 3, 2, 2, 2, #MyMicSoundsNice , Check 2

As I watch this fight go on, all I can see is Somaya’s interview snippets and think “this is how Nicki Minaj would look if she gained weight.” I mean wow… how fucked up to be stuck on a boat when you are arguing with someone. And THEN Olivia has to go out and pass gossip on to Chrissy. I mean, saying that Dip Set is your fam…..REWIND!!! Didn’t the first episode showcase Chrissy saying that she JUST met Olivia? Now two episodes later they are your FAM? Come on now! I’m calling your ass out! Jim Jones is as much of your fam as Reavis is your man.

And it just irks my fucking nerves to see Emily playing all hard. But again, I guess you have to bring your miserable ass company when your home isn’t up to parr.

WAIT FOR IT!!!!!!! JIM!!!! Okay, so who is the dude with the blurred out face? I mean really….this shit is straight staged!!! Jim knew that the cameras would be there. He knew that shit and went to look hard. If the cameras weren’t gonna be there then it would have been some “let that nigga talk” tip. And Olivia needs to keep G-Unit out of her mouth, because I don’t even want to switch over to Twitter to see what 50Cent is about to say about her after that comment. *Ugh* Rich niggas. This aint nothing but Willie Lynch’s masturbation theme music. Yes, I said it. Dance, niggas, dance!! Show the world that you get in your feelings because someone said you make way less than what you make. If it isn’t true, let the nigga talk, get your game up and then hit Forbes top 10. Get ya game up, go buy the nigga a car, free of charge, and tell them to take that to the bank …or how about you be an adult and just let the nigga talk!!! I am really getting upset at this high school bullshit!

MESSAGE: Jim, I KNOW you have more common sense than what you have displayed here. Who is Maurice to you? NOBODY!!! I didn’t know the nigga existed until this show. Do you REALLY think that people were going to take his word over what we “think” we know of you? We own your albums! We watch your videos! We see your live performance! We flock the clubs for your appearances!! Is this NOT enough to show you that if ten thousand of us show up with $1 that you at LEAST made that, but since clubs cost $20 on average to get in and sometimes $60 to $100 when a celeb shows up, then common fucking sense would tell you that you make MORE than $10k in an hour?!!!!! So you risked your career all in the name of your hood credit, your street rep all over a no-named oompaloompa?! Come on! Be a man!! Fuck all this hood shit! You put in all this hard work to get OUT of the hood, to live a better life and to provide for your family. Why the fuck are you bringing the hood along with you?! You DO NOT owe the hood, Jim!!!!! So from me to you, grow the fuck up! And if you want to come find me… come find me and we can talk… put 50 on it… you wont Maurice me, that much I know. I just need you to do better! I pray that you do better!

Ummmmmm did he just call Chrissy his WIFE? Really? If that is your wife, WIFE her. And I need Olivia to put on a bra. Saggy titties aint cute. Just like Olivia sitting there trying to talk all hard and talk up Jim Jones. Chrissy… You can come find me and we can talk this shit out too. I am @_2Deep_ on Twitter…just let me know when you want to talk. I TOO can upgrade you if you would get your mind right. Honey….there is more to this life than this foolishness that you are displaying on this screen. People are laughing AT you and Jim and not with you.  You want to know why? Men of power don’t have to go do the dirty work….they let it roll or have goons who do it for them.

I feel like I am preaching to a deaf choir.

And now this bitchass Maurice is trying to make Somaya feel bad. Stupid, YOU were the one who said that Jim Jones only made $10k a year.  If YOU didn’t say that then Jim wouldn’t have to come and hem you up! So YOU, yes, YOU MAURICE….you need to learn how to keep your mouth closed.

DAAAAAAAAAAAAMN!!! XO!!!!! Where is this negro from? Does he have a brother? Hot damn!!! Yummy!!! From his voice, to his look, to his height, to his….damn!! *sigh* Too bad I gave up on dudes. But if I ever came back…. I would be out in Cali looking for XO…lmo. These are just jokes! But, in all honesty….this side of Somaya, with XO, is a side of her brand that she needs to work with further. It is a softer side that the rap industry is missing. All of the females that come in feel they must compete with the dudes, and yes…they do ( kind of)….but there needs to be some feminine energy there as well. 

Okay, sooooooo XO is from The Game’s record label? So, she went from Jim Jones’ goons to 50Cent’s flunky? Wowzers! But I really do love his voice, I just think that his lyrical content could come a littler harder. But, for the snippet that I saw…. it may work.

Now, next week’s episode. SMH. I have too much to say to write it in this one. Just know that I will be here writing next week!

And Scene

Sincerely,

~*My Mother’s Daughter*~

2011 DMV Awards: Coonstastically Coonerific! Pt2

        So if you read my other blog post 2011 DMV Awards: Coonstastically Coonerific! Pt1 [<~Click here to read] then you already know what happened, but you don’t know how I feel about it.

        Outside of me being pissed that i took the time to prepare for the event, that they didn’t have a place for me to sit, and that I didn’t get to perform ….partially due to the fact that I was running for my life….I was soooo embarrassed! I know this shouldnt be a white black thing, so I will make it a white , black, nigger thing. When I walked into the hotel I was praying that there was no one from my job within a 50 mile radius of this place. Judging by the attire and attitude of people hovering around the entrance this was not the crowd that I would ever be caught dead with. Call it judgement but later activities would prove me correct. There was a veterans seminar going on upstairs and there was a sea of elderly white people dangling over the balconies to catch a glimpse of all the ill-dressed “coloreds” with the cameras flashing and red carpet affairs. One friend even told me that an elderly white woman told him that she was happy that the “next generation was doing something so positive”.  Another gentleman was over heard saying, ” …looks like good, clean fun.” This is what an on-looker thought of the 1,500+ people who showed up to supposedly celebrate one another.

        I was outraged that even from the jump things were not done properly. Black people, we have GOT to raise our standards up higher than what we continue to allow to occur. The line for the registration was at the bottom of the escalators and could have been around the corner where the “pat down” was located. There weren’t any efforts to place proper signage to alert the people as to which line to get in for wrist bands, etc. And if I were to go back, there should have been a dress code for the award show. It should have been church or temple attire to enter this event. Something about wearing different clothes will make you act better for just a little while longer. I felt like I was walking down the streets of Southeast DC, not that I would…..and not that everyone is Southeast is horrible….but it certainly didn’t feel like an award show. EVERY man should have a suit. Call me stuck up if you want, but that should be a goal for every man to save up to buy at least one suit. And this award show would have been the proper place to wear it. Hell, slacks and a button up would have sufficed…anything but the street attire that allowed street activities to occur.

       There was a taste of greed in the atmosphere as well. There were more people in that room than what that space would/should have allowed. I heard that the tables were sold for $500 a pop. Now I am all for making a profit, but fundraise, get sponsors, something! There were too many people walking between the tables than sitting to watch the show. The atmosphere was more on profits than true performance and celebration. I wouldn’t have started the show until everyone was seated and made to respect what the event was about in the first place. This is why people get to behave so poorly at events like this and then come uptown to my event and get their feelings hurt when I show their asses how to properly behave. This shit has GOT to stop.

       The program, aside from misspelled words and names of invited performers, was more about advertisement than to direct and guide the show. Now I know that is where the sponsors go, but how was the show suppose to be ran? Someone could have easily taken a church program and used that outline. I didn’t know which performer I would have gone after or which category I may have performed after. It was all so disorganized.

        But at the root of it all….I had to ask myself if these were my people. The answer, no. My people don’t do things like this. My people know how to act when at home but especially when out in public amongst mixed company. MY people respect one another and even when they disagree they do so in a contained manner. No one should ever know the disagreements that occur inside of one’s house. I finally understood why people who leave the hood sometimes choose to never look back. For once I saw it. I understood the motive behind their actions. I didn’t want to be associated with these people. I wanted to find all footage that had me on it and burn it. I was ashamed to be the same shade of skin as these people.

        I was ashamed that black men felt the need to assert their “manhood” by beating someone up. I couldn’t believe my eyes at the sea of innocent people who were hurt because they thought that being a man meant to jump another person who looked just like them. Looking over the banister of the second tier, I couldn’t tell who the victim was, who the help was, or who the fighters were; THEY ALL LOOKED ALIKE! They looked alike, they looked alike, GOT DAMN IT NIGGAS, YOU ALL LOOKED ALIKE!!! The only thing that separated you was where you resided, who your friends were and that you had different mamas, but I be damned if someone told me that they could tell the difference between these males.

        I am sitting here in my office fighting back tears. I saw older ladies get hit , females being tossed to the floor and thrown on tables to be moved out of the way. I saw a black teen come out of the hotel and film a girl’s mother crying and laughed because he thought it was funny. How is THAT being a man? How is THAT showing pride in who you are and where you come from?How did any of that make sense? The aftermath damn near resembled an earthquake or natural disaster. Broken tables, bottles shatter, chairs turned over, articles of clothing left behind and in pieces….this is something that one should never have to see; something that one should never do to YOUR OWN PEOPLE!

       And maybe I just don’t get it, the hood mentality, but the truth of the matter is…. I don’t want to get it. NOTHING is ever that bad that you have to physically fight to prove your point. I know what it feels like to want to pin a bitch to the wall for talking out the side of her high-yella mouth and trying you…trust me, I do. But I also know what it feels like to refrain because I had nothing to prove to her. Me stomping her ass was a given. Everyone knew I would win that fight and I would come out looking like a bully rather than a strong woman who put this bitch in her place. I know what it feels like to be ostracized by those who claim loyalty to her and her lies in the shadow of something that only she and I know occurred. I know how it feels.Trust me, I know how it feels to have some one verbally come at you and you just stand there and take it. I’ve been disrespected before in a ballroom full of people. And you better believe that my first instinct was to SLICE THIS BITCH UP! But his own actions , my knowing I did no wrong, somehow was enough for me to leave it alone. I even changed my opening speech from “Taalam Acey said it best, there’s a market for niggas” just because I didn’t want people to think that I said it specifically for that nut. It hurt, yes it did. To be attacked whether someone felt I earned it or not…it stung. But just as I could scream that there was a more tactful and respectful way for those dummies to handle themselves, there was a better way for me to handle myself….and I believe I took the higher road. Because when it is all said and done, my life moves on. So what he bumped into you…. your life will move on. So what he is from a different hood than you… so what! YOUR LIFE WILL MOVE ON!  YOUR LIFE WILL MOVE ON!!! None of what happened was worth what occurred.

       Call me stuck up if you want… I don’t give a FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK! The only difference between me and these people are the fact that I KNOW BETTER. I had a hard childhood. I wasnt given shit. I literally/metaphorically fought my way through some situations. The difference is that I never once put myself or others in danger to assert myself. When you know better, you do better. So at what point did black people stop knowing better? At what point did beating each other become the norm? At what point did it become okay for people to be smiling and grinning and filming outside of these occurrences? Why wasnt anyone who wasnt hurt upset? Why weren’t they running to the police to nip everything in the bud?I just don’t get it.

       No one will want to come to this award next year, if there is a show next year. No place worth coming would want to host it after what happened this year. And some of these places will be weary to rent out their space to other black organizations looking to build a successful foundation all because these coons decided to act an ass. And no one is willing to tell who started the fight. No one is willing to speak. You better believe that if this effected ANYTHING that was near and dear to me… I would squeal. AND LOUD! I would point out people in the YouTube vids. I’d get the guy who stole the bottle of liquor and admitted to it. I’d slow down every tape and point out the performers who were just on stage before the fight broke out. Yes, your officer…the dude in all black with the locs throwing the chair is apart of the group named ( insert group here).  I’m not afraid to stand up for what is right. The sad thing is… I shouldnt have to be the only one.

P.S. You can tell the high-yella heffa & the nut I said it. I have already said it to them… so go ahead… be a nosey motherfucker and start something up. Its old news. You’ll be the main nigga that my blog was talking about… constantly trying to keep shit going. My opinions are just that. So nigga…..do you.

       Also, tune in tomorrow to read my blog 200 Men Said….Let aMan be a Man[<~Click here tomorrow]. Even though it deals with relationships…. how appropriate that it follows after this blog. It wasnt scheduled, but the universe works in mysterious ways.

Sincerely,

~*My Mother’s Daughter*