Thank you.
Thank you.
It has everything to do with geography. Growing up I’d never venture that far noth on Crenshaw lest I be caught slipping. Inglewood was also a no no. My South Central existence took place between Slauson and Florence unless we had to pile up to visit family. I’m damn near 40 and I still get antsy in Inglewood, The…
Crenshaw runs from Wilshire, in fucking Koreatown, to Rancho Palos Verde. So to say you’re from Crenshaw begs the question of which city exactly? You from K-Town, off Adams, near Slauson (where I grew up), maybe Inglewood, perhaps Gardena, I got it Torrance, oh wait maybe it’s Rolling Hills or the PV peninsula with…
You Canby always tell the niggas who have only visited Los Angeles because they say/type shit like Crenshaw, California. Crenshaw is a street or a high school but it ain’t no fucking city that you jot down on a birth certificate as your place of birth or residence. That’s some basic ass shit that a Very Smart Brotha…
Ol’ girl is punk as fuck. Getting out of jail and then immediately getting a new decal made to flame the sherrif is the most punk rock shit of the year.
I get what you’re saying. It mirrors what my mother says. It’s just that we’re always outnumbered and outgunned. It’s exhausting but I don’t have it in me to concede. That said, I enjoyed your takes. Thanks for the exchange.
That’s fair but I suppose that also explains why I didn’t find the movie scary because, unending dread carries a certain strain of hopelessness with it, and the situations you described have never frightened me as much as they’ve caused me to rage against the system. I’m that guy who welcomes conflict. The only thing…
I thought Get Out was a great film but not scary in the slightest. Jump scares don’t do much for me and while there was a sense of uncomfortableness I never registers that sense of unending dread you get in say The Thing, Alien or The Exorcist upon the first viewing. It was a great piece of social commentary that has…
“For myriad annoying-as-the-fuck reasons, comedies, when compared to other popular movie genres, are generally treated like toddler siblings while the “big-boy” dramas and action movies and psychological thrillers and sweeping period pieces get the bulk of the critical consideration.”
Those niggas have been cripping since the 70’s. Like Tookie Williams came to family cookouts looking like he swallowed a bowl of steroids before attacking the ribs 70’s. Like, if for some ungodly reason, I pop up at their crib you see photos of Raymond fucking Washington on the wall. They are unrepentant criminals but…
I had two situations in my family a little similar to yours. The first, before I was born, was my older brother’s father once hit my mother word got to two of my gear uncles first and they beat the shit, as in hospitalized, my brothers father. Once my grandfather got word my grandmother had to literally hide his gun…
If this so called “Lord” was going to help us he/she would’ve done it a couple of centuries ago. We need to help ourselves because we’re so clearly on our own.
I thought Chadwick Bozeman was the Black Panther and Chiwetel was Baron Mordo in Dr. Strange. Scratch that, I know that’s who’s those parts.
Martin Freeman is already in Black Panther so he already got his Disney check for the year. Disney owns us all between Star Wars, Pixar, Marvel Comics, ABC, ESPN and just regular vanilla Disney. Bow to your mouse eared overlords.
I hate this fucking place. What’s taking the asteroid so long?
Not a thing has changed in regard to racial car choices out west.
Only Maverick I know is my buddy’s son. He’s a former D1 wrestler and a current BJJ black belt so ain’t nobody telling PJ a fucking thing.
Sounds like Torrance or RPV.
I agree with every letter you put down 100%. Now if you’d kindly stop siphoning my thoughts I could finally stop my paranoid day drinking binge. Thanks.