#MNR: SOME MONDAYS ARE BETTER THAN OTHERS
“One’s for the money, two’s for pussy and foreign cars. Three’s for Alizé, niggas deceased or behind bars. I rap divine god, check the prognosis. Is this really showbiz? My window faces shootouts, drug overdoses.”
This week’s winner of the Dumb Yet Stupid Award goes to the state of Georgia which, through idiot legislation, doomed the 2022 Midtown Music Festival. The festival, which included major artists like Future and My Chemical Romance, had been held in Atlanta’s Piedmont Park since 2011, but that streak will end with the cancellation of the festival, which was scheduled for September. Why, exactly, was the festival cancelled? It damn sure wasn’t because of COVID protocol. It’s because there was no way to ban attendees from coming with their pistols and assault rifles, as Georgia law states that that is an inherent right. A dickhead who shall remain nameless threatened to sue the festival and its sponsors if they banned weapons from being allowed in the public space. The dickhead’s name doesn’t matter (you can find it on the net if need be) because if it weren’t him, there would have been some other 2A dickheaded weirdo who simply wanted to flex his senseless rights. Sure, my guy. It makes total sense to allow people to bring their straps into a multi-genre music festival of thousands where alcohol will be served, and drugs will almost certainly be consumed. That’s a perfect mixture for fuckery. We are truly in a bad place as a nation when we can’t even come to common sense agreements on where not to allow weapons. This argument is NOT for breakroom lawyers and 2A zealots. It’s for people with common fucking sense. There is no need to bring the strap into a music festival. Save it for WalMart. We see how y’all love to bring your firearms to the supermarket. Y’all look soooooo scary standing in the checkout line with a pint of Häagen-Dazs and an AR-15 hanging from a shoulder strap. Please don’t shoot me because your wife laughed at one of my jokes. You punk sommabitch.
All jokes aside, the implications of the cancellation could be far more consequential. It’s hard to win a 2A case when local precedent says it’s legal to openly carry. Public space is public space. I can see this type of scenario happening quite often in these situations. The 2A crazies will run to the courthouse when event promoters push to ban weapons at their functions. The crazies will win damn near every time if the dispute is over something taking place in a public space. In effort to avoid the headache, these events will take their business elsewhere. You know – a place that is ok with them saying no guns at their function. That may end up amounting to a lot of missed revenue in these red states with these nonsensical gun policies. Lost revenue hurts the local economy. But it’s not just 2A. It’s also the Roe v. Wade reversal and the archaic laws that have been passed and are being passed to limit/eliminate abortion. One thing Libs know how to do is protest. Big money companies don’t want the bad press and heartache. You’re going to see more and more business leave these red states. The economies will find it hard to remain sustainable. Then, and only then, is it a possibility that some type of change [back to the “norm”] will occur. These devils don’t give a single fuck until it hits them in the pocket long-term. We shall see.
I recently had a conversation with an old friend who is in the nascent stages of a business startup. I won’t name the gender of the person or the nature of business because it’s irrelevant to the discussion. The point is that I suggested that the friend spare no expense in the process of getting their business off the ground. My exact words were, “don’t go cheap.” My friend chose this as a moment to jump in their feelings and accuse me of calling them cheap. They addressed ALL their financial obligations and told me that certain things come first. They were upset because they felt I called them cheap. I reiterated that I did not call them cheap; I merely advised that they don’t go cheap in trying to build their brand. I went on to tell them that I was giving this advice having learned from personal experiences that it is imperative to invest as much as possible into the brand. After all, you reap what you sow. My friend acknowledged that they “may” have taken things a bit personal, but it was because they felt a way about my verbiage. My only apology was for the miscommunication. I meant what the fuck I said, damn it. I concluded the conversation by saying that regardless of how they felt about what I said, I was still a supporter and wished them the best of luck. It was deuces from there. I don’t suppose we’ll ever again engage in business strategy.
There are three rules to business, according to me:
STAY OUT THE RED AND IN THE BACK
BUSINESS BEFORE PLEASURE
BUSINESS NEVER PERSONAL
Now, we shall focus on the final rule of mine. Business is never personal. That generally applies to business itself and not friendly discussions about business. Regardless, our conversation should have never morphed into the fuckery it ended in. My friend knows me better than to jump in their feelings over semantics. My advice was far from scornful. If interpreted correctly, it wasn’t even anything to feel a type of way about. I’d tell anyone the same thing in reference to trying to establish a brand. DON’T GO CHEAP. When you do, it shows, and it’s more than enough to turn a potential consumer away. I’m big on presentation. It doesn’t matter that what you’re pushing is golden if the presentation is absolute shit. Optics and aesthetics mean a lot in a market filled with competition. If your presentation is subpar a potential consumer will keep it moving quickly to explore other options. But all that fell on deaf ears. It’s my fault. I generally tend to refrain from giving advice to those outside my inner circle because some people are too sensitive for my advice. But this friend ASKED ME about my thoughts on their business’ optics. But anyway...I’m not that concerned about your feelings. I’m absolutely concerned about whether you win. But hey – it’s not my horse in the race. Best wishes to you in all your endeavors. Don’t ring my line again with anything other than friendly type shit. You know...blunts, those plastic packaging air bubbles you can pop, cheese eggs, the part in Fredrick Douglass’ ‘fro, free Japanese chicken samples in the mall food court...that type shit.
I guess I’ve long since been at the point in my life where I feel that being anything other than genuine is a waste of both our time. I’m never going to feed you bullshit to boost your ego (and please do the same for me). If something isn’t right, I’m going to speak on it. It will never be in a malicious manner because God don’t like ugly, and I don’t get off hurting others’ feelings. That’s a surefire way to block a blessing or two, and I needs all minez.
It's probably best not to ask me about things pertaining to you if you don’t desire to receive a candid and objective response. I promise I’m not trying to hurt your feelings. I’m merely trying to tell you what you need to hear. I’m sure there’s enough dick eaters in your fold to boost your ego later on. But if that’s what you’re looking for, skip me and go talk to them niggas. I don’t own kneepads and I don’t spit shine glizzies.
Oh well. C’est la vie. I’m still me – genuine, 100% Monday.
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