back to blogging ....
I'm all for health care. I'm more for NOT SMOKING ... not overeating (ergo overtaxing your hardworking bod) getting moderate exercise (at least) and enjoying yourself for who you are and what you look like no matter your body type, style etc..... you're beautiful ....
I'm NOT for MANDATED healthcare. It's none of your business how often or IF EVER I go to the doctor. If there's something lurking inside of me chances are that ... yknow my body knows what to do with it.
gangs: I'm all for gangs. NOT.
Why don't gangs and gang members GIT IT? I'm kinda writing this because I happen to know that some folks I am fond of probably are fond of those who are latin kings. Yknow ... no disrespect but I READ THE FRIGGIN MANIFESTO ... it ain't about keepin it real and heritage like that other scary celtic stuff or the suing everyone over a battle flag that half the world is resentful of not necessarily the black and white of it or jewish/palestine ANY OF THAT SHIT. Here's an investigation of the latin kings in new york schools. It will sound familiar to what maryEllen Elia dragged down here behind her. Just read the opening page. I didn't get much past that.
it's ALL HATE. And some fat slob somewhere or some lil skinny lizard handed man or woman is profiting from DRIVEN HATE.
But, back to gangs.
I mean no more disrespect for the latin kings than I do for the rainbow queens (HRC for gays) yeah they ARE TOO a gang .... or the Irish Republican Army, Tampa (mos def a gang) or any other godforsaken or high n mighty gang. BUT the gang members don't git it. Just by crowning one guy or gal head this or that they are falling in line.
AND , a gang in itself or JOINING A GANG is such a SIGN OF WEAKNESS> WEAK. WEAK WEAK. And, each gang is only as strong as it's weakest member.
But just knowing inside that you are incapable of doing anything without that person who purports to be your friend but is really your homie ... that's WEAK ....
SO gangs are designed for the weak, by the weak but one asshole is really enjoying it.
The rest of you are looking UP and what do you see?
That's right.
Straighten up.
You have a life here in front of you.
Live it.
Don't let the bikers and the lks and the whatevers make you believe that you need SOMEONE ELSE to help you figure out what is the right thing to do.
By observing local gangs I have learned that the mama is a ganger too, usually. Now, here, ivette would believe I am talking about her ... but that's not true. Ivette is central i'm talkin south.
Which, seriously ... I WAS INVOLVED. Did you really fall apart and join a gang cause someone made you CRY??? Things made ME cry, too. But I had a life going on when you came along. I liked you and all. I did. But I had someone who needed me to be who I was and that's the facts. What you were doing was like busting up a marriage. Everyone KNEW what I had going on and I had no idea who you even WERE. So ... given all that I still liked you enough to hang around you for awhile ... and then I had to straighten up and fly right and so did you before a lot of people got hurt.
But, man, let it go .... and let it all go.
What I see in gangs is this: People who got kicked around from the time they were small. They got used to it. Began to believe that everyone should tell them what to do. THEN one day some evil bastard got their ear.
And ... the weak believed they became the strong.
Not so much.
I see.
I know.
If that lil stampa krewe of horrors keeps fucking around ....
yknow what they say..
fuck around fuck around ... soon ya won't be around.
You didn't work for any of it.
AND you planned poorly.
AND think of it ... you're really saving money.
Your self respect was gone a LONG ASS time ago and stop blaming that shit on me (and this is to another person not my old sweetie)