Silk Worms’s aint only in China

I was gonna have a though amnesty today but I was thinking so I figured yawl can think a little bit with me on this Friday. Now what prompted this was that I was gonna write about Sarah Palin or Barack Obama. The first was because I did not want Saturday Night Live have all of the fun with a woman who makes moose stew and moose knuckle jam and Obama because I wanted to explain why he would likely loose in November. But I made a strategic decision not to look at the Vice Presidential Debate and instead favored college football on ESPN – that South Florida Pitt game was a good one if you missed it.

As of late the banter regarding foreign policy with respect to Iran has me uneasy. First there is all of this talk of what will be required to keep Iran in check as if they can reach the USA with their weapons. Such to the extent that folks are suggesting the likelihood of a pre-emptive attack on the nation even as early as before the end of this year. Then there is the nonsense regarding whether or not we should have direct talks with current president of Iran, Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, as interjected in the current campaign dialogue and suggested by several former Secretaries of State.

Looking back on these past years at war with the Middle Eastern nations of Asia seems that all we have done was help Iran come up. Through I war with via our war with Iraq especially. I mean most of the folks who Shiite in Iraq got folk In Iran. And we know that talking to the President is really neither here nor their since the nation is really run by Ayatollah Ali Khamenei, Iran’s supreme leader. This is where the power is and any decision made regarding what Iran will or will not do will be made by him and his council.

For some reason up in this camp, a many of weak azz biches, as my home boys Three six mafia sang, in America, think they can just bum rush Iran and tell them folk what to do, especially with respect to their nuclear capability, as if they are a REAL threat when the only two real threats in the region if you asked me are the folks with Nuclear weapons – Israel and Pakistan.

You can’t be mad at Iran; I mean they just want the US out of the entire Middle East. I mean what’s the trip, it aint no different than the US historically wanting all of the Native Americans gone from North America.

If we attack Iran, it wont be no walk in the park. They may not be able to reach our shores with their weapons but they shole (im country) can buss up Israel and they will likely pop a few of them Silkworm Missiles on the oil tankers in the gulf as well as all the gulf oil production sites – especially the ones in Saudi, and lead us to a real depression up in this camp. Because historically Saudi aint never had no love for the Shiite or Iran so they would likely take a loss too, especially given the Saudi’s inroads in the US government.

But yawl think im tripping. The Emirates don’t, they just announced a few weeks ago that the plan on building a canal to get they oil out so they can bypass Iran if shit hits the fan. So we need to be easy about all this talk about invading Iran. Because the Saudis, and the Emirates and all them other folk who live over their know the deal, even better than we do and because Iran has even said if they are attacked by either the US or Israel that they will effectively Tear the Club Up. So Mr. and Mrs. Politician and/or pundit, don’t let APAC (American Israel Public Affairs Committee) talk yawl in to a war with Iran. We already let them talk us into the current Iraq quagmire. As I said initially, truth be told, The Ayatollah Ali Khamenei runs Iran And not their well spoken and astute PhD President. So don’t get it twisted, Iran doesn’t desire no conflict with us, but they aint as weak as many would proclaim, since most is ill-informed and poorly read bureaucrats.

And nope, this aint about Israel albeit I say fuck Israel, them folks aint got my interest at the top of they agenda so I aint got theirs at the top of mine, and that’s what’s really real, because in the days of old, the silk worm was just a worm and only found in China – not any more. vote

2 things

1] It is a shame when I have to say that I am glad to hear that a rapper at age 33 dies of natural causes and not of gun shot wounds


2] My son’s favorite song when he first started to talk was “Pocket full of stones” by UGK.



Chad Butler, dead, dang. I used to only listen to three six mafia, UGK and 8ball and MJG when I was finishing my PhD. In the late 80’s and early 90s, that’s all we had in the dirty.

claimin Tru

Folk bout to get ghost, heading to the home front, flip town – Memphis. I will be traveling with my body god, or as Charlie Chan would say, his number one son. And dont forget numbe one daughter - body guard number 2. So I’m making a cd for the road trip. Got some us for certain (savagbeastmonsta-sameblakmuthafucas), and some Three six, Rick Ross, and some more assorted folk – mostly Memphis and ATL.

I can’t wait, Memphis like my woman, for she raised me not to mention that outside of my writing and music, no woman ever loved me so much. It’s like Rick Ross say coincidentally, “I got a V-12 sweeter than a female." That’s how the cut, writing and music are to Jones main. And being as such, I can’t claim no other. I would never dare to do such for it would in evidence say I was a mark, Busta, faker or lame. Of which for the record I aint am (I’m country) of the above. This inclusive of a nigga being up in the ATl for double figure years removed.

Specifically, I claim where I was born, lived and raised, which is a mixture of time periods in Castalia Heights and on Castalia in addition to South Parkway. I would never claim Evergreen, North Memphis, Bing Hampton, or Orange Mound for I am a South Parkway nigga.

Some folks don’t take this serious and may even relegate this disposition evinced by myself as being rudimentary, elementary or even childish. Whatever the case it is what it is and I cannot do anything other. To me, it like a brother from Cobb County in Atlanta, Georgia proper claiming Bankhead – God forbid. So really this is Shakespeare (Much to Do About Nothing). I mean, I took up and used all these words to say, be proud of what you are and never forget, regardless where you come from. For many of us, that include Africa, for as Dr. Yosef A.A. ben-Hochannan said, just because a cat has kittens in an oven, don’t make them biscuits (paraphrased). So don front, you can be who you are still even if you from Cobb County. I’m just from South Memphis and claim tru with three fingers down for M-town..

Whoop That Trick

The audacity of some Negroes and aunt Tomisinas have to criticize folks just because they don’t present the modus operandi of that reflects their own personal penchant. Me I could care less what other think of me but more so what I think of myself.

A long time ago we would never criticize each other in public, but now that has changed with the basic desire many of our upper class citizens. I just read an article by one Jill Nelson. Mrs. Nelson (if married and able to keep a husband), indubitably has a problem with Young black men who are not equal in her personal experiences. What I do know about Slim Goodie is that she was born in Harlem, raised in Harlem and graduated from the City College of New York and Columbia University’s School of Journalism.

In a recent article she wrote that “Sidney Poitier, Denzel Washington, and Will Smith--all of them previously recognized by the academy either as nominees or as Oscar recipients--convinced Terrence Howard not to sing the song from Hustle & Flow at the Academy Awards,” even writing that.” Poitier is quoted as having told Howard, "Do not get up there and represent the African-American community singing about a pimp."

The types of magazines she write for probably are not read by Three-Six, let alone folks who listen to the band. I do read The Washington Post, The Nation, and The Chicago Tribune though, but I don’t particularly care about what I consider “uppity Negro / House Slave Fiction.”

Her recent book, Finding Martha’s Vineyard: African Americans at Home on an Island, may give us some insight into her expanse of what it may be like to be a young African American man in Memphis, who has made it basically by ingenuity and telling the world about what he lives and experiences daily in his. According to Jill, she described Three 6 Mafia as “barely able to speak English” and described their award acceptance as a “spectacle of the group members onstage, complete with gold fronts and baggy clothing that featured designer names in oversize letters--the modern-day equivalent of branding slaves as property.” Now i dont expect everone to speak memphis, but I do expect folks to be able to comprehend the sheer joy that was honestly displayed by my home boys. When I spoke with Frayser boy the monday after he apeared on stage to get his acadamy award, he was still excited.

Miss, Ms. or Mrs. Nelson, Bravo, for in your honor I would hope that one day someone walks up to you and recants the words of that famous Memphis philosopher Ska Face Al Kapone “whoop that Trick.”