To Thine Own Self Be True - Aristocats

Introducing a segment of my blog 'To Thine Own Self Be True'. I must relate to the world a bit of me, it's what God wants - for us to share sometimes. This past Saturday, I watched Aristocats with my daughter for the 100th time, but I came away from the movie with a much different perspective. Before I go there, I might add that while watching Aristocats - I realized that part of me consists of another character in another movie - Boomerang. Remember the Martin Lawrence Character that could find the underlying racism in anything? Yeah, part me. You have to watch the movie or remember the movie, catch up uptop and throught the other parts.
This is the underlying racism summary of this story as I see it. Now no matter how far away I get we are talking about a woman, her pet cat and her kittens.

A rich white girl had some illegitimate babies - 1 white little girl, a brown boy that had the most potential, and the rough black boy. Her mother accepted the cats as her legal grandchildren despite the lack of a father and planned to provide for them and the mother - by naming them in the will and getting everything. Cats though, seriously. The mother had no family, except for a friendly gentleman and lawyer that offered support and advice - and offered the voice of reason and the most honest, sometimes a bit biased, perspective, the mom's friend.

Okay it was all good except for the butler who, also named in the will - behind the cats (illegitimate grandkids) - wanted them gone - do you hear me? gone. I've counted 8 racist pr sexist undertones thus far, just counting :)

So anyway, the butler, also representing the irritated factor within racism, travels far away and disposes, or thinks he is disposing of a problem, the pet cat and her three little illegitimate kids by tossing their asses into a ditch. The mother and the children though being in a different place among different surroundings survived by hooking up with an alley cat (enter: black man) that - well, let's just say has a way with the ladies - and also not ready to settle down. Well he romances her a little as he takes her back to her owner in the city, to civility, normal well bred folks, not black.

On this trip back to civility it's understood that she wants desperately to get back home because she loves her owner, and he loves the free liberal uncommitted lifestyle, ahem, black life. So he saves her kids from death several times and dines them on some low-class food, that she loves - and right before, right before she gets home - back on the outskirts of the city - O'Malley the Alley Cat i.e. Black Man convinces her to pad up with him in his bachelor pad for the night since it was late - she fell. This rich white girl was tucking her kids in for the night in an abandoned apartment, in the ghetto, falling in love or lust- SETTLING, and right before they f, ahem, mate the scene is cut.

So now she's pregnant with a second batch of illegitimate kids by a second black man that has absolutely no desire to have kids with her, nor see her ever again. So she arrives back at home and her illegitimate kids are banging and crying at the door, but the rich white girl hangs back to tell O’Malley the Alley Cat, BD, 'Good-bye'. But he starts oohing and awwing about how fancy the place was, implying he'd stay around if she wanted. She tried to act like it was hard - but why would she leave her lifestyle, and her family/ society wouldn't accept their union - plus she doesn't want to impart on her inheritance. She shot the deuce. So the little illegitimate kids and the fresh banged rich white girl pry their way in the house and are nabbed yet again by the butler, also the irritated factor within racism. The butler, despite their cries, hides the rich pregnant white girl and three little illegitimate children in an oven. The mother runs downstairs from a deep, deep, deep slumber because she hears her lost or misguided pet/ daughter and her illegitimate children hollering and screaming at the door - the butler argues that she is mistaken - she hasn't heard a m'er f''in thang. He puts her back to sleep, and goes back downstairs.

This is some bullshit, some bullshit. If you don't hear this then I guess I'll apologize for recognizing non-existent racism. Once downstairs the butler i.e., the irritated factor within racism, and named second - soon to be 1st - in the will, has boxed up the cats including the pregnant mother cat and her three little illegitimate children and labeled the box TIMBUKTU, AFRICA. Fuk that. Hell naw, AFRICA?!?!?!?!? that is so fucked up.
Well the story goes on just a bit. Sorry for taking this much time already. so anyway, a proper mouse that had good dealings with the rich white girl, finds O’Malley the black man because who else would/could save her, but a rough cat that could benefit some by saving them? O’Malley directs the proper mouse to the alley to round up his gang of homies to come help him deal with this ish. Reluctant yes, but the mouse finds his way through the muck and goo of the ghetto, back to the place where the rich white girl was bedding down just the previous night - is accepted by the gang because he knows O’Malley and leads them back just in time to kick the butler's ass and throw HIM in the box labeled AFRICA, which is picked up and taken away by the postman.

The mother, awaken finally, is gracious, thanking O'Malley the alley cat i.e., the oversexed black man and father of her precious pet's second litter of little illegitimate kittens for bringing her back at all......could have raped and murdered, pimped out, and/or chopped them up in bits and pieces - never to be seen again! She accepts him though giving him the side-eye, adds O'Malley to the will, having never looked for or hardly caring that the butler was gone. The story ends.

There's a second part I'm sure they never released. The butler either bursts out of that box to come home and murder everybody and expose all of this bi-racial whoring and whatnot. OR O'Malley eventually leaves because this is not really what he wants. They play classical piano, don't cuss, don't drink or smoke - not at all what he's about. But the rich white girl's mother dies and somehow the rich white girl does too and he gets everything - the kids grow up to be little O’Malley’s and the girl has a couple litters - all different colors. That could just go on forever.

Obviously I have a problem with this cat being portrayed as a loving and protective mother to three kittens and no father around - like she made them herself. And I hate they made the rough little boy kitten black. I hate that O’Malley wanted to stay around once he saw how nice the cats were living. I hated that the box was labeled AFRICA. I hated everything. I'd heard some years ago that there were some undertones to the Wizard of Oz. I never looked, but my eyes are open now.

Good Hair

I haven't been scratching my scalp for the past few days so that when I lay this perm I won't burn my scalp. I am proudly saying that I perm my hair.

I perm my hair because an option of mine is to perm and flat iron my hair - that's my choice. I wasn't taught self-hate, I was taught love, I teach love. And my daughter, though having learned love, will likely one day perm her hair. It's just an option. But you know women (easily offended broads) take an offense to almost anything - and without seeing this movie by Christ Rock, 'Good Hair', feel Chris is attacking their choice of hairstyle (condemning them somehow). Get real.

Chris Rock should be praised for putting this progressive style of thinking center stage. Not many women know what chemicals are in these perms. Not many women care - or caring simply that it works. And I don't think any American woman knew for sure where the human hair actually came from. To see the faces of women (with weave actually in their hair) hear that that hair was sacrificed religiously by women who knew nothing about the weaves, wigs, profits, beauty supplies- that shit is priceless.

Because there is no defense. none. You can't say anything about how you were tricked - the package said it was human hair. Surely you knew the hair came off the head of a human - live or dead.

Having a tiny black princess in my household - I've decided - I'll take care of her hair in it's natural state. That means no perms - only shampoos, conditioners, oils, etc. I might hot comb or flat iron it though.

This decision is, by no means, a result of the movie by Chris Rock, but from a meditation. I thought deeply about the amount of Asian people servicing blacks in America and the fortune they are making, the whole industry of human hair and that fortune, about self-perspective, about what fools black women are for parading around each other celebrating their weaves, acrylic nails, tattoos, and name brand bullshit. Black women do all this junk for uncommitted men, flimsy friends, and hood credit. I'm just in a very pissed off place. I hate realizing I'm being made a fool of.

To think what the Asian ladies fixing nails are actually saying, and how when I visit the beauty supply store - I'm watched and not trusted immediatley. I understand that our cultures are drawn to each other, but I don't feel a two-way respect. We hardly communicate for that matter. Just recalling, i've only known of one store in my life where the Asian owners related to the customers - Kg Food Center at 7302 Tierwester. The fried fish places, the nail shops, and beauty supplies alone are enought to make anyone very wealthy. There should be some appreciation and thanks. This isn't the beginning of any personal racism against Asians, but this just isn't right. not right at all.
’At least you’re not black’: Asian Americans in U.S. race relations. By Elaine H. Kim

Good Hair huh?

Chris misses Rhianna............

Okay so old news right? but Chris brown tweeted this clip video of him and Rhianna during their relationship. I totally understand without knowing the whole story how things can go from one extreme of sweetness into a total rage. Rhianna can't go back now, and he should just move on, but there's a love story here. I bet they call each other all the time and have totally made up. The public should just get out of their business. C & R - Do ya'll.

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Morehouse's Purse Problem, lol!

My husband must have been in my car playing with my radio cause I got in the car yesterday and Tom Joyner's idiotic tail and his monkey crew was on. I went to cut that mess off and jam to some real music when I heard him say that Morehouse has imposed a strict dress code that included no dresses and purses, no sagging pants/ shorts, and no pajamas. I still cut on some real music - so fortunately I missed Tom and his sad tries at comedy. Read the policy below:

Morehouse College Appropriate Attire Policy
October 2009
Published in The Maroon Tiger

It is our expectation that students who select Morehouse do so because of the College's outstanding legacy of producing leaders. On the campus and at College-sponsored events and activities, students at Morehouse College will be expected to dress neatly and appropriately at all times.

Students who choose not to abide by this policy will be denied admission into class and various functions and services of the College if their manner of attire is inappropriate. Examples of inappropriate attire and/or appearance include but are not limited to:

1. No caps, do-rags and/or hoods in classrooms, the cafeteria, or other indoor venues. This policy item does not apply to headgear considered as a part of religious or cultural dress.
2. Sun glasses or "shades" are not to be work in class or at formal programs, unless medical documentation is provided to support use.
3. Decorative orthodontic appliances (e.g. "grillz") be they permanent or removable, shall not be worn on the campus or at College-sponsored events.
4. Jeans at major programs such as, Opening Convocation, Commencement, Founder's Day or other programs dictating professional, business casual attire, semi-formal or formal attire.
5. Clothing with derogatory, offense and/or lewd messages either in words or pictures.
6. Top and bottom coverings should be work at all times. No bare feet in public venues.
7. No sagging--the wearing of one's pants or shorts low enough to reveal undergarments or secondary layers of clothing.
8. Pajamas, shall not be worn while in public or in common areas of the College.
9. No wearing of clothing associated with women's garb (dresses, tops, tunics, purses, pumps, etc.) on the Morehouse campus or at College-sponsored events.
10. Additional dress regulations may be imposed upon students participating in certain extracurricular activities that are sponsored or organized by the College (e.g. athletic teams, the band, Glee Club, etc).
11. The college reserves the right to modify this policy as deemed appropriate.

*All administrative, faculty, students and support staff members are asked to assist in enforcing this policy and may report disregard or violations to the Office of Student Conduct. "

Antywayz, it appears that the college is trying to recapture some elegant, professional, astute image they once had - which I can appreciate, but the tone and wording of this new policy is discriminatory to not only Lesbian Gay Transgendered and Bi-sexual, but also to those who have chosen an urban or hip-hop style of dress. I won't begin to mention that these are adults.

I'll take the opposition.

Blacks are decorative people and have, since the very beginning, chosen to adorn themselves in very distinct ways. These ways are taboo in the office, case closed. All that culture irritates co-workers and makes some people (ahem) uncomfortable. Nuf said.

It's fine to want your students to be neat when they come to class, but I say Morehouse is putting lipstick on a pig. Your students come to class in pajamas, wear dresses, and grills........well it looks like the mind-set is what the college should attack. Yeah no jeans, that's been said, but I think that's dumb. Men hardly wear suits anymore. That is such a yester year principle. Suits mean nothing and everyone knows it. Button downs and khakis are 2009. I would suspect the foundation for propagating great thinkers would be self expression,  not the conservative.

But to address the 'gay' issue - the backbone of the entire policy - I'll say this is gay bashing at it's core.

"We are talking about five students who are living a gay lifestyle that is leading them to dress a way we do not expect in Morehouse men.”
-- Dr. William Bynum, Vice President for Student Services

I guess they can't just humiliate or beat-down gays anymore, so they just publically discriminate against them. This VP of Student Services has the audacity to state this dress code issue is a problem with 5 men. HA! I doubt seriously they thought this one through. Truth is gay men have struggled with acceptance on Morehouse's campus since been pimpin' been pimpin'. No really this is an old issue - very old. It's just sad that this college has not yet dealt with a growing and aggravated problem. This college obviously does not have the cultural competence or sensitivity to deal with an issue of this nature - straight boys, lol!

It's not my place to say the LGBT community is wrong or right - they simply are themselves. And this issue, rather battle, we have going on with allowing them rights to be themselves has been fought too long. Those supporting the denial of equal rights to LGBT's should have realized long ago that allowing basic rights is not saying you agree with the whole gay issue - it's just acknowledging a sector of people. Very similar to the Black Civil Rights Movement - except LGBT's have hidden far far longer.

All LGBT's are not HIV spreading, immoral, sexual drug using deviants with criminal tendencies. They have some fools and straight people have fools too. I just think college or your post high school years - is where you find yourself. I say allow that. Don't expect a child to emerge from high school prepared to think, act, and dress like a man. Doesn't happen like that.

Morehouse's gay azzes putting a band-aid on a gaping gunshot wound.

 

Mike Tyson on Oprah

damn.


Dude is so heavy. He really needs a therapist. Being on the verge of tears constantly is soooooo bad for you. I am assured that all of his problems rest on his father and the lack of his presence. It is so important to teach young boys how to deal with their emotions. He obviously copes with his feelings by crying. Crying is the first instinct to hurt, but as you mature - you cope with your feelings a bit better and avoid opportunities to get hurt. I think his parents just super-failed at raising a strong confident man. What strikes me is that Mike was completely normal but out of fear he turned into a raging hateful monster - and the public applauded and praised his ferociousness. crazy. But now he, as a newly realized man, is turning backward and self-learning what he should have learned as a child.

I love Mike - His innocence, his sexy body, his stutter, his sensitivity, even his ferocious immature child-likeness. yup.

I couldn't imagine a woman filling the role of wife - not feeling like his mother. Mike just wants to be loved - plain and simple. I feel the same way about Mike Tyson as I do about Michael Jackson. The public is entertained by raw natural talent - but after you are trained professionally and reach the full capacity of your talent - the world looks for something else to be shocked and entertained by. Like animals at a zoo.

Mike's numerous championship wins, his marriage to Robin, the devastating loss to Buster Douglas, the Holyfield ear biting thingy, and recently the loss of his sugary sweet daughter Exodus - were not enough to entertain. If I am calculating correctly - the media won't stop ogling and prodding until an absolutely ridiculous fortune is made from interviews, bullcrap souvenirs, t-shirts, pictures, bobble heads, etc.
I guess I'm joining his craziness - cause I want to breast-feed him, change his diapers, push him on the swings, put him in little league, tell him to go push the bully back, and go off on him for not cleaning his room and coming in after the street lights came on.

Mike has presence of mind though. I think that’ll be the deciding factor in his future.

Luv u Mike.

last e-mail.........

I noticed a feature in my blog settings recently that would send out an e-mail each time that I would post. Well, two raggedy no-business-having illiterates tried to read between the lines and subsequently created a rumor lie. I believe the root to the problem is in the e-mails. Those that know me, and visit my blog, know exactly what I frown on, and it's not expressing yourself freely - it is being totally content in self loathing and pulling down with you innocent people. Not me. (betta gone head - I'll get real street, lol)

To combat that type of ignant foolishness, I'm editing that feature - so moving forward please visit:

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for the 'respected opinion' on celebrity gossip, music, and news.

Psychic, psycho........

I love and hate people all at the same time. It's crazy because I can feel several different emotions all at once concerning just one topic. I still haven't gotten used to it. Before the time I reached womanhood - I had a very hard time expressing my opinion. I didn't want to offend and hated all that skinnin 'n grinnin, so I would privately make my observations and they would be dead on. Now I'm a woman, comfortable in voicing almost anything (maybe a little too comfortable), and can see the good and bad that is purposefully displayed by a person and then my third eye gives me the overall summary. I could/should go as far to say that I am almost one-third psychic (psycho, lol).

It started out when I was a child, just being around or approached by certain people produced the 'falling' feeling in my gut. I'm so glad that someone told me it was intuition, then another person told me it was fear. The day that I began using this feeling as a tool other things started to happen. I would be elated to meet some people. But either my imagination or the devil started to tweak the knobs because I lost the feeling for a long time. Well it came back years ago, and ideally this would be great except I have to take each feeling with a grain of salt since the devil can use this feeling and have me feeling the wrong way against someone that I shouldn't.

I pray on the feeling then wait for the real answer (which is undeniable).

I can tell when people don't like me, sense connections in groups and between people. I can read children, family members and loved ones. My feeling is physically based so I have to be near something to pick up on it. I've gotten burned a few times by listening to it, and it was wrong. I was embarrassed, but later I looked back and read it wrong.

I know this all sounds like stuff any random person would feel, but at my age in it's stage - 29 - it's a gift.

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heavy heavy heart.............

I believe that demons are very real. I think they know your natural weakness beneath what everyone else knows of you and just attack you all of your life. I have several demons that I deal with or have dealt with in my life and in maturely assessing my life's direction it's important to say to those that know you that you need prayer.


I need prayer for boldness and strength.

People are wierded out a bit when you say demons, but I hear it and it just means weaknesses for a person - like gambling or overspending. Some might pretend that this world is just perfect and nothing is ever wrong, but I'mma be real - I am dealing with some bull from some retarded people trying to condemn and judge me.

I could go to the cast ye not verse, but really - aren't we all grown? Why can't we all mind our own business? I don't get up everyday and think and wonder what other people are going through or how they handle their business - I just handle mine. Which I feel might be slightly ironic or contradicting to what I might post here on my blog. Because I like to comment on situations that prompt a response from me - sometimes non-celebrity items. But when I click on 'new post' I am not-so-secretly counseling myself and settling my feelings, like now.

So today's demon that I am struggling like hell with is - self confidence. Yeah, not the physical confidence, but the truest confidence in one's self. Believing that whatever has to be done can be done by yourself - despite the bumps along the way.

I remember this real ugly girl in elementary that hated me - for no particular reason - (but for story's sake) let's say I was smart, lol. Anyways she just pointed out every flaw in me that she could EVERYDAY, had everybody building up to the level of hate she had for me. I knew then (as I do now) that the best retaliation against a fool is to ignore them (and if they persist - kick their azz).

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_x7l8olmZ44

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Roman Polanski's arrest............

I remember talk about Roman Polanski when I was 10 or so and as my mother and another lady were talking I thought this guy was out of the ordinary, or at least odd. If you don't know who Roman Polanski is, click here.

In conversation with a man the other day, about why the Olympics chose Rio, we both agreed one reason may have been that our Criminal Justice system just arrests everyone for nearly anything. This came to mind when I heard that Roman Polanski was near extradition to the US to finally receive his sentence for r aping a young girl in 1977. More than 30 years, and we expected to have Bin Laden's head by now. This is a facade that the US has us living under. They make you think they are doing their jobs, but it takes decades to incarcerate a man, not in hiding, for the r ape a 13 year old girl. I enjoyed Rosemary's Baby, and The Pianist, great movies - but dangit if I didn't even realize these movies were directed by this grossass man. I guess it's no different than how the R. Kelly trial was avoided. Now the woman nearly in her 50's says that now he should be set free, and that he no longer is a threat. What a waste.

This man has been traveling all over Europe for over 30 years directing movies and accepting awards for this and that thing - speaking, vacationing.....living. Sad. Money and class can be your temporary saving grace. It's crazy though, he thought he'd only get probation but he fled when he found out it might be some prison time plus deportation. You know how I feel about minorities needlessly incarcerated for petty crimes, so this particular situation burns me deep.

Burning me deeper is that criminals flee all the time from our justice system. I'm no anti-Christ, not at all pushing for our world to be governed by one court, but there has to be a better way of punishing people for the crimes they commit. Prison just doesn't cut it. You sit behind walls for a long time while some company charges the state through the roof to house and feed you, you read and exercise, chill really - until someone says it's time to go. Says to me that any traveler can come and r ape, murder, steal, whatever - and just leave.

Unfair.

Real Desparate Housewives of Atlanta boytoy died

Am I ever the one to be on top of things? nah, getting this a little too late!

Well, antyways, AJ - the boyfriend to Kandi Burruss of the Real Desperate Housewives of Atlanta - was murdered, yes murdered.

I'm like mollasses these days, missing all the good news, tied up with work - believe it or not - and facebook.

I wasn't going to address those terrible women, but I guess that I have to.

Since it's only right - Kandi:
can't stand her. She's so mediocre and weak. She brings no fashion, or strength to the show, she's all about loss and grief, sadness and settling. Sad and so very unexpected. I just shook my head when NeNe was digging all up in her and all she could say was to 'tone your voice down', not to mention the backing up she was doing. She's sweet but with all that money - she needs to shop for a backbone. What a good look - you let a man, who owns a strip club and has 6 kids, sweet talk his way into moving in your house, and then after your own mother tries to speak sense - you still don't change. And then he has the nerve to get beat DOWN in a parking lot by one of his employees - and dies (GRHS). I think Kandi likes to look the fool.

Kim:
Poor Kim. NeNe deserted her and pointed the spotlight on all of her flaws - the singing voice, the lie telling, the affair Kim was having with Lee Najjar. Just was outted - and it didn't help that she was taped getting dressed in a gas station parking lot. I don't care about the cancer thing, I don't care about her social inability with peer women, but what I do care about is that Kim would go so far as to go on a nationally televised show thinking she would be able to keep the identity of her trick a secret, but yet flaunt all of his gifts and speak about his situation in interview like it would never destroy her relationship with him. Obviously people cheat, yeah, to each his own, but how gullible are you to need this man financially and throw his business all in the streets - he's not going to take you with him after his wife leaves him and takes all of his money. How can he trust you? Who wants to look like the fool that stole a weak man away from another woman totally invested in her marriage? yeah well, you make your bed.

Lisa:
I hate how Lisa remains in the background. She is cute and everything, and her man is the business, but I just have a hard time deciphering if she's smart or scared to get in the ring with NeNe? Lisa seems to be the only one smart or scared enough to arrive unscathed out of every brawl.

Sheree:
I liked Sheree, but I just feel she's going broke behind this show. She spends this money and looks great, but it appears she is spending money outside of a budget, AND the teeth clicking just bothers me. I love her fashion sense, her decoration choices, and her cunning comebacks in arguments. Yes, I think she's fake, but I'd put on a little if cameras were following me everywhere I went. She gets a pass, but she still needs to get her business woman on. All that going off is a dead giveaway or at least signals the inability to discuss business, gain rapport, and make great deals. Get it right.

NeNe:
I love this chick from the floor all the way up to her missing molars (NeNe please get that fixed - all that moeny and you can't get some teeth). She does a great deflection. All the drama she causes - I didn't even realize that she was 9-foot-10 and her husband was 5'3". But what I love is her connectability, realness, and that she can argue sensibly and aggressively. She's a social butterfly windstorm, everyone needs a friend like NeNe: likes to drink, can bring her husband, has some money if ya'll decide to go somewhere, brings a smidgeon of fashion, well connected, etc. She's the most realistic wife/ mistressy single woman that that show has.



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