Quit Playing Games Yo

Even though this game is mad old now, it's still some of the best graphics and gameplay out of a console in a good minute. I'm just saying.

Mrs. Knowles You Rock!

MTV Shows

Damn it, I know I come off as an asshole. And that last post probably has people thinking I'm not as hardcore a Bey stan as I could be, but let me just say this. After watching Kanye West, one of my favorite rappers, rob the joy from Taylor Swift's first moment of winning a Moon Man, I was wowed at the way she handled that situation. Had Mrs. Knowles-Carter let that hang out there, Taylor might have left MTV with the most sour taste in her mouth about the insensitivity of all the Beautiful People of Hollywood and the Entertainment Industry. While I still think you're hiding something I think this was a move conjured all your own. Let's see more of that side of you. Please? She really is a wonderful human being that I think the whole world would appreciate. I am just saying. You should give it a try.

Who's That Lady

While on one of my favorite blogs, they chose to talk about one of the most championed women of R&B in the 21st century. The cultural phenomena that was so big she had to create an alter ego just to cope with her immense popularity. The one and only Mrs. Beyonce Knowles-Carter. She is a music and fashion icon. But one thing that the average person who isn't a Beyonce Stan will tell you is that they have the sneaking suspicion that all that Ms. Knowles does is part of a large masquerade. With all the hair and makeup. The lights and the wind. The loud speaker and the flying harnesses it's hard to remain a "plain old you" when the whole world is telling you that the things that make you ordinary are too mundane to even fit in the shoes that you have to slide into one at a time like the rest of us. It's no wonder these sort of "superstars" have trouble trying to remain in the stratosphere when their feet are never truly permitted to touch the ground.

Don't get me wrong. Beyonce is an amazing woman. Business savvy. Speaks pretty well if prompted and prepped beforehand. Carries herself with decency. Smiles an awful lot. And as a man I can still say, she is sexy as all get out. But who the hell is she? Underneath all the makeup, weave, airbrushing, eyelined, plastic surgery, overly exercised, body sculpted image of a beautiful package I think there is the soul of a broken woman. A black woman who for whatever reason decided to take the world's oldest profession to a grander scale. She prostituted her gift. Her voice. Made a deal with the devil to sell her Gift from God to the highest bidder. A long time ago when people might not have known the "ghetto fabulous leader of Destiny's Child" they might have been able to simply say "yeah, her voice is pretty strong." But now, her staying power is undeniable. She is so popular that she could release the same album four times in one year with an extra song and video each rerelease and still go platinum on each disc. But with the stacking or hanging of each shiny, metallic disc what does she really gain? And what do we, the consumers of this product, her product, her music and her iconography gain from her? It's not a deeper understanding of ourselves. No, she could never really go toe-to-toe with India.Arie telling us not to be average or determine our worth by materialistic values. No, Beyonce can't go to the depths of her soul and sing the jazzy blues like Queen Latifah and tell us she's not in love, but the feeling was still good. And perhaps Mrs. Carter cannot go through the five steps of grieving with her Green Eyes as Erykah Badu did. But she can give us many of what I'll call "stock R&B songs." They sound pretty, but they don't really make you feel anything. And when it's all said and done what does Beyonce have left to show for it all, besides tons of money? Is she happy? I think beneath it all she's hurting. Real R&B is about rhythm and blues. Rhythm, like the movements of life. And Blues, like the murky water that sometimes is Life's winding stream. And when Beyonce goes into the studio or onto the stage for that matter instead of tapping into those feelings, she does what she has been taught to do well. Lie. Lie with her lips. Lie with her hips. Lie with the conviction that one day she will be able to shed a skin that is choking her secretly. Suddenly, her introversion becomes more and more frantic. And in a dire need to hide her authorial voice further she fabricated the psuedonym for yet another author to the story of her life. That's why people's minds invent multiple personalities isn't it? Because one of the personalities cannot handle the emotional and psychological pressures on it, but the subconscious knows it must survive. That's what Sasha Fierce is in my opinion. Sasha Fierce is Beyonce's armadillo roll. And until she gets out of her ball she cannot and will not be able push in some substance behind all of her musical creations. Until such time, she is simply rubbing dirt in a laceration that goes all the way deep to the white meat. Don't cry. I know it's hard. But you have to get yourself together because no one else will volunteer to do it. I'm just sayin.

A Dog-gone Shame

So it's football season again and nobody is more excited to see Michael Vick than I am. And then I get an email titled, "Have You Seen This Shit?" Michael Vick Dog Jerseys. Yes, folks they're serious. The Humane Society has succeeded in being further destructive to Michaeld Vick's image. I mean are they serious? A damn dog jersey? As if Black Men don't have enough problems trying to overcome the dehumanizing process of buying, selling, and trading players in a high-priced Modern-day Slave Trade that has become the NBA and the NFL. I can't believe they did this. They claim it's just to dissipate those last little lingering feelings that some dog lovers may still have towards the black athlete. Do they have any idea how disrespectful this is to any man, regardless of race? You're going to put my number on an animal? I swear I'm going to flip a shit if I get one jeering text message with animalistic comparisons between Vick and a canine. This is just as bad as the white guy who was selling the Obama t-shirts last year out of Fayetteville with Curious George on them. White people, I know you. Some of you are my good friends. I know yall aint that oblivious to the racism involved in these type of incidents and the bigotry embedded in the psyche of the sick fucks who fashioned these in the first place. My soul is disturbed. And my heart is broken at the way they continue to humiliate Michael Vick. My prayers are with you Brother. Stay strong. I know you're going to prove all these naysayers wrong. I just hope they'll start treating you with some dignity soon, because I'm finna send a letter to Stuart Scott so that he can shed some light on this. Because this is some bullshit. And you know it America. I'm just sayin.

http://sports.yahoo.com/nfl/blog/shutdown_corner/post/The-Michael-Vick-dog-jersey-makes-your-dog-a-ver?urn=nfl,184138

Favor for Favre

Hmmmm. I'm not really sure how to feel about Bret Favre coming out of retirement for the second time. Isn't this the same man that gave us that tear jerking performance at the end of the season last year? I mean, dude what the hell? I know you love the game and more importantly, you like the money from it. But when is it time to give up th ghost? You had a pretty good run with the Jets last year and you threw pretty well. But then you promised that you were through with the game, at least from a player's perspective. And then we head buzz in the rumor mill that you might be firing up yet again. And you "neither confirm nor deny the allegations." And we all know what that shit means. You were coming back for yet another Encore performance. Not that I have an issue with the old guy, he's pretty cool. He made me love Green Bay. And you were on the cover of my NFL Quarterback Club for the N64, but I just don't get how the hell you keep getting signed despite your clever farce each year to "retire." And to add injury to insult, you defect to the Vikings? Am I the only one who sees something wrong with this? Clearly they are the Cheese Heads biggest rival? Wtf? How is no one outraged by this? Is this okay? No. No sir, it absolutely is not. There is no excuse. You should have just stuck to doing those Wrangler jeans commercials and sat the hell down. Because right now you feel like Dennis Quaid in "Any Given Sunday," a dinosaur who doesn't deserve to play past his prime. If I was Tarvaris Jackson I'd be pissed. I mean, c'mon man. I'm just sayin.

Guess Who's Biizzzzack

After much speculation it has been confirmed by Clive Davis and the centerpiece of his starlet collection that she will be releasing her newest album "I Look To You" on August 31, 2009. I am quite excited about the Greatest Voice Of All Time coming back in full force. "I Look To You" is a powerful song about many things from God, to a lover that gives you the strength to carry on beyond the low points we all have in life. Whitney Houston is simply the greatest. And as much as I love the likes of Beyonce, Alicia Keys, Jill Scott, India.Arie, etc. I can never get over my first love. The woman who taught me how to sing, love, laugh, act,and be unashamed to be your corky, skinny self. I can't wait for this album. I already have my copy on reserve. Granted this Whitney will not be the same woman I met in the 90s, it will still be wonderful. Her voice has come back with a seasoned and beautiful grace that whispers experience. Her head voice is fuller than it has been in years. And her powerful chest voice is pushing back up to its old limits. Sorry, I got technical, didn't I? Oh well, that's the beauty of Whitney. She makes me feel all those beautiful nuances about music down in my bones. Not that others can't. But there is none like Whitney. I'm just sayin.

Dr. Evil

So why is this man making yet another band? Who is letting this dude make so much money off of the naive dreams of talented people? I sat there and watched in awe as the next installment of Puffy's reality tv show came on MTV. I'm sure he's getting a couple million dollars kickback on the royalties from the show. That's the only reason he ever really decides to make these "bands." I mean let's just look at the groups he has managed thus far. Dream? Da Band? Danity Kane? Donnie J? Day26? I will admit Day26 had closer to a real chance at stardom than any of the other groups. But Puffy has even placed the "Bad Boy Curse" upon them. I hope Q gets his act together. Nevertheless, these groups are all ones that did dooms to exist from the start. By telling them to rush to see who can make the fast album. Wtf? By telling them that their hari is too big and he doesn't like big hair. Or by simple Ego Trips he goes on and decides to make the Negroes he employs walk all the way to Brooklyn for the infamous slice of Junior's Cheesecake. Plain and simple, that nigga is out of control. And I for one, do not support his projects. Especially not his reality shows. They nothing more than mere encasing from him to frame his arrogant attitude for America to writhe in uncomfortable laughter. Simon Cowell? Anyone? Notice how we as Americans love to hate certain individuals; for their wealth, for their temper, and for the tendency to disregard the feelings of those around them. I can't do it. I will stick to just regular hating him. Probably the best thing Biggie could have done for Puff Daddy aka Sean 'P. Diddy' Combs' career was die. That way he could capitalize off tributes, movies, and anything else that poor Christopher Wallace had to do with. But I am not supporting this mad scientist bent on concocting the latest shoveling of Bullshit to make only himself rich. You wanna see who's killing hip hop because they're not trying? It aint just Solja Boy these days. It's money hungry people like Sean Combs that use artists as human capital that is to be tossed to the side once he's through with using them for his own profit. Bad Boy= Bad Business. I ain't hating on this rich asshole. I'm just sayin.