7 Houses of Czechoslovakia

Point of Order: New article out:

Cardiovascular risk reduction for African-American men through health empowerment and anger management

Jones mane, folk here hate to do this, but as the Dogon priest on Bail I am, it is my duty. And I hope this is the last bit of politics I perambulate for a while. Was trying to hold off until the GOP convention, but like I said, time is of the essence.

A pulse is a rhythm, a rhythmical throbbing of arteries proffered as function of the synchronous contractions of the heart, in particular from a taxonomical perspective as palpated at the wrist or in the neck. It has also been used to describe the sentiments or views of a group (e.g. political electorate). Unfortunately, it is a reality that the pulse of America has traditionally been one built on race and racial distinctions. Since the House of Burgess to Barack Obama, this is a truism that cannot be denied. This is not to say that the majority of folks in America are racist – which they are not, but rather the material that the fabric of our country was established and founded upon. But let me table this and get to this later.

The other day I suggested that folks be prepared if Barack Obama don’t win in November. I was not saying don’t be optimistic, but rather realistic based on historical precedence. Sure change and a different outcome are possible, but it remains such -vpossible. Unfortunately, there are those that will go in a voting both with the curtains closed and vote for McCain merely because they cannot allow themselves to vote for a person of African descent. Don’t get me wrong, there is nothing wrong for voting FOR a person because of race, or gender, or ethnicity or party affiliation or because they are from your state, home town, or attended the same school you did; but there is something abhorrently despicable for not voting for a person because of such.

McCain, well I think he a dumb fk, I mean, he wants to continue the same economic policies as espoused by one George W. Bush, The failed policies of GWB at that. Such shows me he can’t think nor really care about the common man. But what can you expect; this is a man with at least seven homes, and a man that can’t remember how many he has. These include three beachfront cribs in Cali, condo in La Jolla, two additional condos in the same building in Coronado and a crib in Arlington, Virginia (MTV cribs here).

Then he tries to ride the POW tip like a surf board in Hawaii. Now I respect him serving his country, but as pilot 40 years ago he got shot down suggesting that he wasn’t even real good at that. Jones must have had serious drain bramage seeing he doesn’t even realize that Czechoslovakia is no longer a country and hasn’t been a country for 37 years. Not to mention he has made reference to Iraq mixing up where the Kurds, Shities and Sunni's actually lived.

McCain, knows he don’t have to play the race card, but he will sling dirt, and play on the fears of the average jones and say that BO is just a Hollywood rock star type. So, Barack, you got to get rawdawgbuffalo with jones. And I suggest the following:

• Play on his inability to know his countries. I would suggest talking about the rate at which senility is prevalent among people his age, and ask the American Public if they would be comfortable with a man with ruptured lysosomes on his brain leading the country.
• Reverse the Rock star card. He has been on the tonight show 13 times and you only once. Who is the real Hollywood politician?
• Hammer on the fact that he has no new ideas, and that his economic plan is a carbon copy (age pun intended) of George Bush, which has failed and put us in this mess.
• kick that fuc boy biden off the ticket and add powell.
  

In essences, scare these mother fuckers mane, the voters, cause that’s what he is going to do concerning you. I mean, McCain has the doric pillared stateliness of a parapalegic prior to DNR on his hospital chart.

I know you don’t read my blog and I know you handlers don’t even know I exist. But if you want to win, the aforementioned will help go along way. Because anywhere from 5 to 15% of the ones who undecided, will vote for McCain because he aint black, and that really real. So question the mental capacity, compare that of one aged 71 to one 45; show how his sound bite phrases and attacks aint done jack to make our country safer. Show that a man that don’t know how many houses he has aint concerned about the common man, and maybe, just maybe, you may be able to prove that one of McCain’s 7 Houses is in Czechoslovakia – that is if you want to win, want my vote, and for me not to write my own name in.

Lone Lakota Heading East

Point of order: 1] If you don't know me by now, you will never never never know me….Harold Melvin & the Blue Notes

2] Good look was blessed when Blogzilla and Str8 from the A stopped by the shop. His daughter played with mine and they are adorable.

Jones, I write from my heart. My heart as it contains the convictions that I vastly and effortlessly release from this brain and ink to paper. You see, I feel that in some past life of mine I was something or someone else. In my latest book, I used a quote from one of my favorite warriors, Genghis Khan: "I am the Flail of God. If you had not committed great sins, God would not have sent a punishment like me upon you."

Sickly thing is I believe that I was he who uttered these words once upon a time in history. But he is but one in man in action and speech that I acknowledge that resides in this restless soul and spirit such to the point that I feel to free to express my every desire, my every pain and my every joy with out fear to share such with the world.

And even in this journey we call a blog, feel it is my duty to define my warrior sprit and my passion for thought. I feel it is my job. That it is the Dogon in me, that it is the Two Moons in me, that it is the Gil Scott Heron in me, that it is the Diop and King and Genghis Khan in me. My words and thoughts are my warning to all that have the patience to accept other and listen and learn. Bear with me for I am trying to explain this in human beings instead of plate lunches.

I included Two Moons (in picture) because I will always recant that he, Crazy Horse, Gall and Sitting Bull put it down at the Battle of the Greasy Grasses. They say that Custer was attempting to surprise the Lakota and Cheyenne but that it did not happen due to one lone Lakota warrior heading east who saw the dust of the Calvary on the charge. He ran back to the lodges to warn his fellow woman and man.

I feel as I and my writing, especially as it pertains to my blog is like that lone Lakota heading east, and boy oh boy, how I wish I had a Gall, a Crazy Horse or a sitting bull to answer and ride without question, to my call.

can u dig it

I lied. Looks like the enthusiasm of hustler genes revisited conglomerated in my being will have me talk about something a little bit more, meaning I’m finna (i'm country) talk about loot again, and its accumulation there of, in ways that impose upon thinking and personal communal responsibility. And communal responsibility being that which shows no harm, that which elevates and drop that hammer of beneficence on a (I wont say).

And as I said before, me and mine, folk that is, is a tight set. I mean especially the Memphis Cats, Morehouse Alum, or fellow pay your own self folk. Whether they be white black, Jew, Christian or what have you. See we are protective, and basically know that we are few in number as the knights of Templar or the Dogon Priest that protected the temples (libraries) of Timbuktu.

We extend our selves in life to extend the olive branch first as opposed to extending a weapon of calamity such as the Axe (my preference followed by hammers). As such we are protective of one another as bonded by our personal obligation to our community, family being first.

With that said, my folk from the crib and who attended Morehouse with me stopped by my shop. Heard from him recently when he left a comment on my post GIVING WINGS TO ANGELS. We greeted, drank, chiefed and talked.

First I never realized how many folks watched the WIRE, and how one video clip that he described to me of a cat executing jones in his store, could get folks so upset. Me never seen the show. Second, never new how much love so many folk had for folk here. He said I was like “Malcolm X King Jr.” and that I was a rare breed and that kats from the crib and especially Morehouse wasn’t gone be with Petsmart no more but that they were “T-smart” now. He peeped the spot and said I was like the dope man and had the corner on lock and that cat’s aint on thinking like this. He also dropped 200 plus on food and clothes and in particular an 85$ hand-made studded collar.

As we talked, before he left the convo went something like this.

Folk: “Jones, you hit it mane, this the lick. You got the perfect place and you got the corner on lock, you like the Omar of the dog world.”

Me: “Straight, good look folk – Bald fist dap.”

Folk: Jones, you the Omar of the dog world, except you got no comp.”

Me: Laughing.

Folk: Jones, we got your back, let the haters hate; they don’t know how we get down. You got me to hit them books. I’ve been in business for myself for 9 yrs now.”

Me: “I see like that Black range Rover.”

Folk: For real though Jones, cause I live in Marietta, I’m coming back, and you serving free wine, don’t need no Liquor License for that. A head of the game folk.

Me: Brain cells jones.”

Folk: I’m coming back, hold it down, Omar – can you dig it?”

Me: Stood up, put gat in back of my pants, Bald fist dap. “Alright Love, good look folk.”

Folk: “high post bruh, higher than most”

Me: “Think about it, Special Ed.”

He made me smiled. So fellows, represent. If I succeed u succeed. If I fail, you fail. Let’s hold hands, talk to each other and put it on the table. Let’s hold down the fort and make certain that we all eat, that we all provide and that we all give. Let’s handle ours first, in our homes in our schools, PTA’s and take control of what is really real – and aint talking reality TV, lottery tickets or the NBA finals (but ‘m down with that too).

And I aint just talking to the African American men, You white men (in the case of buelah man a self professed redneck-lol), Asians, Africans, Caribbean’s or what have you. Let us represent as men folk. Let us show government and big business America is not one spelled with three Ks in substitution of the C, but a stalwart for family, family rule, and that neighborhoods rock – dude.

man's man or hybrid

One of my folk recently posted a blog called “mans man, woman’s man, and the girly man...an overview.” Now I must say, it is a great read. In essences, her postulate denoted that there are two types of men: a man’s man and ladies man. In addition, just as if Cheikh Anta Diop in Civilization or Barbarism or the African Origin of Civilization, outlines the lineage of man as if is motion from homo habilis to Homo erectus to Homo sapiens sapiens; she notes a similar transition from man’s man to ladies man.

In her post she writes: “a mans man is self centered, his life and accomplishments are all about him...he proves his worth to himself and his boys...he shouts out his accomplishments and brags about what he has and how much it costs...women are important but secondary to a mans man...they don't really exist except to fulfill his needs, when he wants...a mans man always has a hot young thing on his arm...he will tell a women what HE thinks she wants to hear, without checking with her...he will fuck a women the way HE thinks she wants to be fucked...again without checking with her...he doesn't like to hear the "whining and complaining"...he will hear, but not listen...his actions are male centered...sports, hunting, money, guns...a mans man usually has a stable/harem of many fine girls to chose from...the young girls love the mans man...they attempt to immolate him, generally in sexual ways.” Regarding a woman’s man, she writes “loves women...he fundamentally respects women...he can be seen holding the purse at the mall...his down time is spent at home, watching sports/cooking/talking with his current lady...he can be with strong women and not lose his manhood...a ladies man is very secure in his beliefs/self and does not need to wear his knowledge on his sleeve, or brag about what he has...a ladies man loves every curve, lump, and bump on his woman...he gets great pleasure in pleasuring his women, and knows that when she's satisfied and happy he will be too...a woman’s man can sit in a room with women and not have the need to become the center of attention...he is quite content to listen to the ladies talk while he watches his sports...a ladies man is the protector and will look out for the neighborhood single chick without having to conquer her sexually...he has his own life and is secure hanging with the boys, or letting his lady hang with her crew.”

Now there is another, the “Girly man”, but since I don’t know many of them, I want to briefly talk about the two, and how I see myself in what she presented. I guess first off, I would be a man’s man, given my predilection for “sports, guns and money” among others. However, I would hope there would be room for gardening, planting flowers, cooking and collecting wine. True, it is important to have worth defined via myself and my folk [boys], but it is not essential, for me because I would rather deal with my Id than ego. I figure folks who nurture their ego are not self actualized and got something to prove to themselves. But that can be blamed on both the men and women in my family who taught me “that some one has to be number one, may as well be you – something I teach my son and daughter equally.

Unfortunately, I do not desire nor have a harem, albeit I could probably put one together if challenged in a week or so. I’m not one to really want someone to be a certain way, for this savagebeastmonsta don’t believes he can own anyone nor that they own him.

With respect to the woman’s man, I am one who loves women and respects them period. And at a major cost, I treat them as I would my mother or daughter. But i will put either in place if required, place being expressing what i feel. Not saying I am not a freak (a person with an supraordinate sex drive) – I am. But a desire for sex five times a day in these eyes doesn’t translate into not respecting women, but rather respecting my id. I mean I have no problem with holding my woman’s, daughter or moms purse, I change diapers and have been the only man, not African man, in my son’s PTA for years, and let them tell you, I bake the best shortbread cookies around (lavender, lemon, and blueberry among others; and the women I have worked with still beg for the chocolate and blueberry cheese cakes I make.

Then there is something I would like to call “the warrior brain.” Think in any case each of the aforementioned must have such. For a man’s man, it means that you will think first and be confident, silver back gorilla style, or alpha male style (that is how i look at myself) that no situation is too great, or that no obstacle can produce fear. I mean, for me, the only fear I have is not being able to feed or provide for my family. Likewise, I mean, I KNOW it is possible that another can whoop my ass, but on the real, I just don’t believe such. I really don’t. It takes a warrior brain also, when being a woman’s man according to my sister, to turn the other cheek, and just be able to sustain any grief a woman would give you for not recognizing the real chivalry in being able to do so. Or even with a child, like when I had to travel to Ethiopia a week after 911, and I had to calm my son, All i had to do was say "who you trust, a terrorist with a box cutter, or your poppa? He smiled and said "poppa will beat him down." But with that said, all I am saying is that I see what she is saying, but I am not an absolute, but rather harmonic as the Dogon of Mali explained, I am of both, a hybrid, cause i got lot of a both in me, that is if i am either to start with. So I just ask you, what says you?

I’m adding this last pic FYI. They have flat screens in the gas stations in the ATL. I have two things to say about this: 1] Long live higher illiteracy rates in the US and 2] Flat screen TV’s outside for folks to steal for free.

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