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#MNR: Daddy's Home

3/28/2022

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#MNR: Daddy’s Home

“Keep an eye on your lip, nigga, watch your mouth.”
Lord Tariq

We may as well get this out the way off the MF jump ball... If you ever in your fuck boy ass life verbally disrespect Brandi and I catch wind of it, I’m a Will Smith your bitch ass ON CAMERA to the tenth degree. I’m talmbout hands and feet. I’m a stretch your sucka ass like Tsunami and the 60’s did that nigga last night at the URL event. My baby’s coming to get me out the clink quick, fast, and in a hurry. And if she’s unable to [get me out] that night, I’m a be more than comfortable in whatever cell I’m confined to. If ya tink meh fa joke, try me. Fuck that. Don’t ever disrespect my queen, especially in front (of) the whites. Keep that shit to yourself with your funny, ugluh ass.

And listen... Miss me with that time and place bullshit. Miss me with that Black etiquette bullshit. This is America, you pussy ass MF. We have politicians in congress who violate MF damn near every day. We have “journalists” who spew pure fuckery every day on television. The last president regularly violated all types of MF. Plenty of you frank stand subscription holders applauded his attitude and bravado. Y’all conveniently look the other way or close your ears when [fill in a name] spews vitriol and/or acts out of pocket. Shit, half the country still believes 1.6.2021 was completely within bounds. Fuck out my face and mentions. I’m giving Will a pass. Fuck you if you have a problem with it. See me when you see me.

RANDOM BUT NECESSARY

Rafael “Ted” Cruz, you’re a whole bitch. You let tRump Chris Rock your wife’s good name repeatedly during the 2016 Republican presidential nomination run. I’m sure she cussed your punk ass under her breath after watching the Academy Awards last night.

Big ups to Iladelph. The aforementioned Fresh Prince took the best actor Oscar home for his portrayal of Richard Williams, father of tennis legends Venus and Serena, in “King Richard.” I’m proud of you Will. Fuck what the dickeaters on the internet say about errthang. Live your life. You’re always good in my book. Much love to my first cousin Ahmir “Questlove” Thompson, drummer for the world’s eighth wonder The Roots, who won the best documentary Oscar for “Summer of Soul,” the documentary of the historic concerts that took place in Harlem’s Mt. Morris/Marcus Garvey Park (one of my old stomping grounds) during the summer of 1969. Love both of y’all brothers. I’m proud of both of y’all brothers. Here’s to Black excellence.

Last week’s Supreme Court nomination hearings were the spectacle I expected them to be. The R’s vowed to keep the proceedings civil, then proceeded to ask Mrs. Ketanji Brown Jackson every bigoted question their racist asses could conjure. I won’t get into the specifics because that only amplifies their intentions. I will say that I admire Ms. Brown Jackson’s cool. She was much better than I would have been. But hey, I’m not cut out for that life. I’m much more comfortable playing the petty role (call me Richard or Tom). But anyway, Super Joe Manchin has given his blessing, so it looks like the Supreme Court will soon have its first female African American justice. From what I’ve read thus far, I’m almost certain that she and I don’t share many political views, but that doesn’t mean I can’t support her. Salute, KBJ. It’s been a long time coming.

Boy, if y’all see the fuckery I see every day in my student’s fourth period class. You’d completely understand why the public school system is in shambles.

My mother/family/village instilled many virtues within me, but I think that the greatest of them all may be accountability. I learned from day zero that I had no choice but to stand tall for any and all acts of fuckery. “You buy the ticket, you ride the ride.” It’s plain and simple. I was never afforded the “privilege” of being able to duck accountability. I can say with confidence that it’s one of the reasons why I’m respected by many. If I’m wrong, I have no problem admitting that I’m wrong. Furthermore, I can’t and won’t let an innocent person take the blame for something I did. I remember when I broke the wall in the lobby freshman week at VUU. The lobby was the only place in the dormitory where there was cable television. There was a pool table and Coke machines. Obviously, it was the hangout spot in Huntley World. I literally went down a line of dorm mates like the pigs did Sonny and the crew in Bronx Tale and determined whether a MF would rat on me. Of course, I knew the squad wouldn’t, but not everyone was squad. Even though I got a smooth “no” from everyone, I went ahead and told the dormitory coordinator that I was guilty of the calamity. Even if no one woulda snitched (allegedly), I didn’t want to be the reason that the lobby was closed. The rest of the dormitory didn’t deserve to suffer because of my fuckery. But that’s how I’m built. Amidst the prime run of my drug dealing era, I called Shareon and told her that if I saw a casket or a prison cell it wasn’t her fault. She raised me to do the right thing. She instilled all the best virtues in me. It was my fault and my fault alone that I chose to run the streets and move work. I didn’t want her second-guessing herself and/or feeling guilty if she got that call no mother wants to receive. I’m still the same person. I’m going to stand tall no matter what.

I don’t knock the youth of today, but I’m hyper critical when it comes to accountability. I watch too many kids do whatever TF they want to do, unabashedly. But the moment a neophyte gets pinched, they want to duck responsibility, whether it be lying about their actions or placing the blame on the next MF. They’ll blame a homie. They’ll blame their parents. They’ll blame anyone other than themselves. That’s pure bullshit. Stand tall MF. You were tougher than a $2 steak prior to getting caught. Keep that same energy. Apologize if that’s what the situation calls for. Do your time ten toes down if you blow trial. But don’t take the bitch nigga way out. I don’t respect it.

Look at me
(Take a real good look at me)
Don’t turn away
(Don’t you turn away like I did my son)
Look me in the eyes, junior
(I’m making no more promises)
For real
I’m trying to find the words to say
Daddy’s home
Daddy’s home (don’t you know)
Daddy’s home (said, your daddy’s back home)
Yeah

*For all you niggas who bit my style and didn’t give me my MF credit*

Drake and Uncle Charlie have spoken for me. It let it slide for a minute, but that’s past tense.
Daddy’s home, MF. Go fetch my house shoes and pour me a cup of ice water.

Peace to all 54 African nations, especially the Black Star of Ghana and Nigeria. It’s love infinite from Accra to Lagos.

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#MNR: TO THE EAST, BLACKWARDS

3/22/2022

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#MNR: TO THE EAST, BLACKWARDS

“I wish I had a quarter for all my people they slaughtered.”
Special Ed

There have been seven military coups and conflicts on the continent of Africa in the past six years: Guinea, Mali, Chad, Sudan, Burkina Faso, Cameroon, and Ethiopia. The last two are currently engaged in civil war. Cameroon is engaged in the Anglophone Crisis, and Ethiopia is engaged in the Tigray War. Each coup and conflict tears at the fabric of its respective nation, and deep humanitarian crises (including sexual violence) have developed. It comes as no surprise that the United States has done the bare minimum by way of direct support to many (or all) of these countries. tRump outright blocked aid to Ethiopia; Biden’s merely done a lot of talking. Look, I’m not saying America owes these nations a damn thing. I’m just seeing and recognizing the apathy when it comes to Mother Africa and absolute empathy when it comes to lighter skinned [European] nations in peril. It shouldn’t be and isn’t a surprise. America has already [REDACTED] the continent for all it wanted to plunder. What may come as an absolute surprise is that Russia has given aid to several African nations in peril. They’ve helped with infrastructure, amongst other things. This is likely the reason that sixteen African countries who are members of the United Nations gave a no vote/abstained from taking sides on Russia’s invasion of Ukraine. They’ve chosen to mind their damn business. And, in the most polite manner, they’re showing that they could care less about the Russia/Ukraine war. They’ve got more than enough on their own plates to deal with.

AND I FEEL THE EXACT SAME.

I’m not a fan of civilians getting bombed and killed. I don’t wish death on anyone. Civilians do not deserve having to endure bombing and mass casualties. I sympathize with all the children who are victims. But I’m a free thinker. I’m cerebral. This very nation has done the same thing to foreign nations in wartime. It’s either swept under the rug or justified as necessary to the cause. The United States killed ten innocent civilians, including seven children, on a dense residential block in a drone strike in Kabul, Afghanistan less than a year ago, then attempted to lie about it. A 2019 U.S. airstrike killed dozens of women and children in Syria. It was “buried” by the military. In 2017, a secret American force bombed a Syrian dam that was on a “no-strike” list. A trove of hidden Pentagon records revealed systemic failures to prevent civilian deaths in U.S. airstrikes. But it’s all good, right? It must be, for everything was done in effort to eliminate the enemy. Miss me with the bullshit hypocrisy.

There were 12K Africans trapped in Ukraine when the war began. Many were students. Reports have confirmed that the Ukrainian government made sure my African brothers and sisters were the last to leave, absolutely because of the color of their skin. My people were able to flee, but only after facing blatant degradation and disregard, further endangering their well-being. Please enlighten me on how that’s admirable. I’ll wait...

AND I’M SUPPOSED TO FEEL SORRY FOR PEOPLE WHO DON’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT MY PEOPLE?


[REDACTED]

War is hell.

I can’t genuinely feel for those who don’t feel for me. It may contrast with my Christian tenants, but I was also indoctrinated by Brother Malcolm. I’m gonna worry about MY people. “They” choose not to. This is in no way a Russian endorsement. I don’t agree with their tactics. I’m not a fan of the war. But hey, it isn’t my beef. This is me simply expressing that I’m choosing to mind my damn business. I’m not overly concerned with what happens, respectfully. If you feel that I’m wrong, REREAD THE FACTS I’ve clearly stated in this blog. If you’re still upset with how I feel, cool. See me when you see me.

I said what the fuck I had to say. Y’all can continue on.

And I haven’t even mentioned what’s been done to my Haitian brothers and sisters – yet.

PS: Don’t ask me to donate a MF thing. I ain’t got it.

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#MNR: The Extinction Agenda

3/14/2022

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#MNR: The Extinction Agenda

“I see blue lights; I get scared and start running. That shit be crazy, they ‘posed to protect us. Throw us in handcuffs and arrest us. While they go home at night, that shit messed up. Knowing we needed help, they neglect us. Wondering who gon make them respect us...”

Lil Baby – “The Bigger Picture”

I shed tears the first time I watched the video for “The Bigger Picture.” I gained so much respect for a young man I already had a great deal of respect for. I’ve been a Lil Baby fan since “Yes Indeed.” I knew he was far from an ignorant, jewelry clad mumble rapper. I knew from jump that the kid had major talent. But damn it, “The Bigger Picture” transcended music; it was a profound social statement from a young man who truly knew what time it was/is. I’m thankful for the song and the visuals. It meant so much to me. It meant even more to the young men and women of this generation.

I went through so many emotions while I watched televised coverage of the many protests around the country during the summer of 2020. I fully supported my brothers and sisters out there risking it all for their voices to be heard, for the idea of true freedom. I cried like a baby one summer Friday night while watching coverage of the protests, thinking of my gpa AG Warren and wishing he were still alive. I envisioned him and I in the streets of Gotham, me pushing him in a wheelchair, both of us navigating amidst the crowds, fighting the powers that be. He instilled so many virtues within me, the greatest being to stand up for my beliefs. He taught me to discern, to distinguish the real from the bullshit. I’m certain that in his wildest imagination he could have never envisioned what took place in the streets of America two summers ago. He was born and raised in the segregated south, existing as a second-class citizen for the entirety of his early life. He fought in a segregated army, defending his country in World War II. He perished a few years before seeing Obama become president. But I know he would have been extremely proud of the babies, as these types of moves would have never been possible if not for his and others’ sacrifice and effort, way before those babies who risked it all in those streets were even thought of – way before their parents’ parents were born. I boo-who’d because my health precluded me from being able to protest amongst my people. I felt like a sucker because I wasn’t able to join my brothers and sisters in their quest to be heard. Being arrested and locked up didn’t scare me in the slightest; being locked in [central] bookings without access to vital medication completely scared me. Imagine me being locked in a shitty cell in the Tombs unable to comfortably stretch out, asking a C.O. about my blood thinners and diabetes meds. Imagine that pussyclot laughing at my pain, impervious to my suffering. Imagine me dying in a dirty cell. I knew I was past my prime, past being able to endure the bullshit that being locked up would entail. I felt like a failure. I was built for this type of struggle, but that era passed about ten to fifteen years prior. I couldn’t join my brothers and sisters in protest, and it damn near assassinated my soul.

So... Here I am, no longer able to truly walk it how I talk it. But what I do still possess is the ability to effectively communicate with the youth. Even though I am no longer able to move how I used to, I can still cut through the narrative and let the babies know the truth. That’s my role these days, and I promise I won’t stop until I perish. Even then, my words will live on.

1619-1863: American Slavery
1865-1877: Reconstruction
1878-1964: Jim Crow
1964, 1965: Civil Rights Act, Voting Rights Act
1973-Present: Hip Hop Culture (1979 – 1st “official” rap song – “King Tim III” – Fatback Band/Bill Curtis, slightly before Englewood, New Jersey’s own Sugar Hill Gang’s “Rapper’s Delight”)

I included this timeline for perspective on the Black Experience in America. We didn’t gain our civil rights until 1964. Nine years later, hip hop, the predominant culture of today, began on Sedgwick Avenue in #BXNYC with DJ Kool Herc. The art of rhyming, in some form, has existed for millennia, dating back to African griots. But the music we know as rap began in the mid to late ‘70s. Once upon a time, “conscious” rap existed and flourished. Rap uplifted the underserved communities that birthed it. It was a positive in the lives of the downtrodden and underserved. During the early to mid-80s, things began to change somewhat. Artists like Melly Mel and later Schooly D., Ice T., and Kool G. Rap began to rap about street life, which was their reality. Stories about drugs, crime, and violence began to be recorded. They were authentic and necessary, as they added perspective to the culture. Then, in the late ‘80s, a group out of Compton, CA named NWA blew the lid off rap music, officially creating the subgenre of gangsta rap. With little to no airplay, NWA quickly turned the culture upside down, introducing suburban kids (and most of the rest of America) to the ills of inner-city injustice and fuckery in LA. Things haven’t been the same since.

Fast forward to present time and virtually all the rap that’s heard is drugs, violence, gangs, and homicide. There’s virtually no positivity in existence. Homicide is glorified, pitting Black men against Black men. I’m an A1 (First Amendment) champion. I always will be. But the truth is the truth. We lose tens of young men every year within rap music, and thousands more in the streets where the music is tantamount to religion. Rock artists don’t kill each other. Country artists don’t kill each other. Jazz artists don’t kill each other. Have you ever wondered why?

If it were just art, I wouldn’t have a thing to say. I completely respect artistic expression. If rappers only banged on wax, I’d have no problem. A1, A1, A1. But damn, someone must speak the truth. EVERY rap video “ad” on YouTube is gang/drug/homicide based. There are rarely any J. Cole or Cordae (positive artists) video “ads.” So basically, even if a kid doesn’t want to watch some gangster shit, it’s forced on them. I’m not insinuating and I’m not implying a MF thing. There is an agenda that exists within these record labels, an agenda birthed by the federal government. Deliberate warfare was thrust upon us, much like heroin and cocaine were decades ago. When I was a kid and teen, there were a “slew of artists pushing positivity” (RIP Phife). Now there are virtually none. It’s obvious that this is by design. They’ve glamorized violence and death. Just like the drugs, the government set this up so that they’d be able to step back into the shadows and let us exterminate us. They’ve been highly successful. And even when they aren’t, they employ other tactics to make sure they maintain the upper hand.

The Constitution is simply not the same for us as it is for “them.”

“Yes, it is, Ty. You’re lying!”

Shut the fuck up. It is not.

Let’s get into it.

I watch “Indisputable with Dr. Rashad Richey” every single day. Dr. Richey is a YouTube journalist that, along with TYT (The Young Turks, his umbrella organization), exposes racial injustice and injustice as a whole on a daily basis. There’s video followed by commentary and context to supplement the video. Dr. Richey provides the commentary and context and usually has a member of TYT as a guest to reaffirm his position. Yesterday, I watched a segment whose origin is just a few miles away in Weehawken in which a building manager called the police on a Black man for exercising in the building gym. I guess I should mention that THE BLACK MAN LIVES IN THE BUILDING. Now, there wasn’t any type of calamity (there usually is in these videos). But Dr. Richey made the point that we (Black folk) are immediately told to provide identification. Why? Our word isn’t good enough? Then Dr. made a profound statement, saying that identification, deeds, etc. have become our new freedom papers (IFKYK). Our word means nothing. White folk rarely (if ever) have to go through this type of situation. [If ever asked] they say who they are and that’s that. But our word is never good enough. We’re seldom given the same grace. The cops pull up, pistols drawn, ready to arrest us or worse. Worse is the outcome way too often. The average (white) naysayer will say “just comply.” I say fuck that. If I’ve done nothing wrong, I don’t have to comply with a got damn thing. I know my rights. Many of us know OUR rights. But we still end up tased, shot, or killed anyway. It’s beyond ridiculous.

Black America’s greatest of coons (and there’s stiff competition) is also the longest serving justice on the US Supreme Court. Yes, I’m talking about the evil Clarence Thomas. While recently speaking to an audience of conservative dickheads at some pilgrim function, Coon Thomas had the nerve to say that America is suffering from its “woke agenda.” It’s beyond irony that a Black man born in Georgia during segregation feels that an agenda aimed at true equality is to the detriment of this nation. My gpa couldn’t stand that piece of dog shit. Pop had seen plenty of Coon Thomas’ in his day, the type to make it out and forget who and what he was. He married a white woman who happens to have her fingers all in conservative agendas aimed against minorities in this country. He sees nothing wrong with presiding over cases brought before the court that she’s championed AND supported financially. Yet, he has a big problem with Black folk attaining true equality in a nation that, after almost 250 years of existence, still treats everyday Black folk and other POC like second class citizens. I’d really love to have a one-on-one gloves off debate with the coon. No cameras, no audio recording. Just straight, unfiltered talk. I have to hear him explain why and how easily he’s turned his back on his own people. Then I need him to explain how he sleeps at night all these years after harming Ms. Anita Hill’s life and lying about it before America. Then I need two 50-pound plate weights, rope, and deep water to drown his coon ass. I SAID WHAT THE FUCK I SAID.

Where does the blame lie? Is it all white folks’ fault? Of course not. Is it completely OUR fault? Of course not. The blame lies within the thread that sewed together the fabric of this nation. This shit is all institutional. It breeds apathy from the other side and stokes division on our side. It is why diverse states are FURTHER white washing contextual history through legislation. They know that the proof is in the pudding. They figure that if they continue to sanitize American history it will soon be forgotten. That will NEVER happen as long as people like me are breathing. I’m going to tell it how it is until they hang me from a tree. My words will live forever so, even in death, the truth will be told. And Black folk (yeah US), we need to get rid of the bullshit that clouds our judgement, blinds our eyes, and erases our memory. We need to stop promoting ignorance and placing vanity over substance. How many times does Gucci have to say fuck you for you to stop spending your money with them? How many teenage boys and young men must die in these streets before we do something about it? The band simply continues to play on. The band consists of retail therapy, drugs, self-hatred, and apathy. Too many of us are addicted to the first two and full of the third and fourth. Harold Melvin dem said it best: wake up, everybody. The stakes have never been higher.

Aye yo, CEO, take us the fuck outta here.

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#MNR: Milestones, Missteps, and Motherfuckers

3/7/2022

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#MNR: Milestones, Missteps, and Motherfuckers

 

I’m one month clean y’all (I would use an exclamation mark but I’m not a lame). I’m not gon lie, this shit is almost surreal to me. I married marijuana at age 15 and swore we’d never divorce. I needed ganja like LL and Mary J. needed love. But I kicked the [costly] habit, like KDB on the Etihad pitch en route to a Manchester City victory against Man U. in the derby. Okay, enough with the similes. I’m not a mildly retarded rapper. But do know that I still got them thangs. Holla at your folk if need be. IYKYK.

 

PS – If you need clean piss for your probation officer or for a job, holla at your boy. I must warn you – although you’ll pass the test, the lab may inform you that you’re diabetic and have a kidney stone or three. Ain’t a damn thing free in life except salvation, so there is a fee. But you’ll definitely pass the cannabis test. I guarantee (in my best bayou/Cajun voice).

 

I promise this will be my last sobriety report unless I fall off the wagon and invite you to match eighths. Otherwise, there’s nothing else to report. Now, please pardon me while I do the Dame Dash dance from Death of a Dynasty. Roll the dice, Damon...

 

RUSSIA/UKRAINE WAR UPDATE:

 

Those MF are still fighting.

 

WHAT IN THE CULTURAL APPROPRIATION IS THIS?

 

So, I’m watching YouTube earlier (my usual), and I’m waiting for the obligatory ad to complete its fifteen second rollout. Yeah, I hate the non-skip ads as much as you do, but it is what it is. Anyway, I immediately start rocking in my gamer chair (thanks baby) when I hear Sister Nancy’s “Bam Bam” banging through my television speakers. For those of you who don’t know, “Bam

Bam” is one of the greatest dancehall tracks in the history of the genre and is most def a part of my culture and music library. But the visual didn’t match the sound. It was an Airbnb ad with a little white boy swimming in a pool. Fuck that. You punk MF could have at least had a little Black boy swimming in that damn pool, preferably my godson Ace. He’s got the hair, skin color, and charisma to fit the track. What TF does a white family know about dancehall? It didn’t fit at all. Y’all coulda used another track to express their glee for using an overpriced rental house with hidden cameras illegally streaming their activities. If Sister Nancy got a check, I can live with it. But I don’t like it. Stop using our material without using us. I said what I said. Fuckers.

 

DR. HUXTABLE

 

Earlier today, the Supreme Court decided to leave Bill Cosby the fuck alone and not put him back in the clink for his alleged past sexual indiscretions. Personally, I’m happy. He did his time. Leave that old man TF alone. If you disagree with me, cool. I just stated my opinion. He’s in his mid-80s; let him be. Furthermore, I wasn’t there when he allegedly took the pussy. It was her word against his. And as for the other 50-11 women who came out of the woodwork after decades of silence, [REDACTED].

 

INTERNATIONAL FUCKERY

 

Brittney Griner, perhaps the best big in the history of women’s basketball, is being detained in Russia after Russia’s version of customs allegedly found hashish vape cartridges in her luggage. There’s a lot to unpack with this. Griner faces up to ten years in a Russian shithole if convicted. We all know that’s pure bullshit. Americans get caught out of the states with work and paraphernalia (for personal consumption) all the time. Ask ASAP Rocky and Lil Baby. The foreign entity usually fucks with the alleged offenders for a hot minute, long enough to garner international press. They then release the alleged offenders with a “do not return” declaration at worst. But this is a different situation. There’s a war going on that, even though the US isn’t directly involved, is the symbolic enemy. Inevitably, Griner is a pawn in a consequential game of global politics. When Griner isn’t dominating opponents in the WNBA for the Phoenix Mercury or in the international realm (watch the gold medal game against China a few months ago – virtuoso), she stars for the Russian team UMMC Ekaterinburg, a team she has helped win multiple league championships (including 2021). As if international politics isn’t enough, please be mindful of the fact that Russia is about as anti-LGBT of a country that there is. And oh yeah, Griner’s a Black woman. She’s got everything going against her. I pray for the best, but I honestly expect the worst. We shall see.

 

SIDENOTE

 

Griner earns $1,000,000 annually playing for UMMC Ekaterinburg, almost five times her salary with Phoenix, where she earns $228,000 per year. Mind you, that salary is amongst the top in the WNBA. If players were paid [in the states] anywhere near what they’re worth, they wouldn’t have to play abroad.

 

THE ASSOCIATION

 

Big ups to my big sis Shae, VUU class of 1999. She’s one of the members in my VUU group chat, where we actively talk shit, encourage one another, and spill tea. She’s a lifelong Lakers fan, and we were both watching the game last Saturday night in which the Lakers beat Chef Curry and the Warriors. You already know what’s coming. MY GUY BRON PUT A 56-PIECE ON THEIR PUNK ASSES! That boy got extra busy. A 50+ point performance at age 37 is something only greats Air Jordan, Kobe Bean (praying hands emoji), and my nigga Jamal Crawford can claim. And yes, Jamal Crawford was/is great. Keep the Ginobili gas to yourself. JC is the best sixth man to ever play in the A. But back to King James. He continues to amaze me, something he’s done since the first time I ever saw him on camera at the Primetime Shootout in Trenton, New Jerusalem, when he dropped 51 on current teammate Trevor Ariza, when Bron was at SVSM (Akron, OH) and Ariza attended Westchester High (L.A.). You had to see his performance Saturday night to truly understand its brilliance. Golden State had things under control for much of the game, but Bron kept the Lakers close. Then he took GS hostage in the fourth. Add a big shot from Hoodie Melo and a good performance from #0 and the Lakers were able to prevail. I won’t gas it and proclaim the Lakers are now on a course to finish strong. But we shall see.

 

I take personal pleasure in seeing the demise of the Brooklyn Nets. I keep trying to tell y’all that winning isn’t like a light switch. Brooklyn fans who think the Nets can turn this shipwreck around and win it all are delusional. Yes, Brooklyn has two of the most amazing ball players on the planet. But not even KD and Kyrie can work miracles. They currently sit a game under .500 in the ninth position in the Eastern Conference. At 4.5 games behind the sixth seed Cleveland Cavaliers (the surprise team of the year), it’s all but certain that they’ll be a participant in the play-in tournament (which I detest). If I have to eat my words a couple months from now, I will. But in either case...fuck the Nets.

 

That’s all for this week. Thanks for coming out, God bless, goodnight. Catch me on the come-up.

 

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