SHIT WHITE EXECS SAID TO GEORGE LUCAS ABOUT “RED TAILS”

“When is Madea gonna fly a plane?”

HA!

For a long time it had seemed to me that life was about to begin — real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way. Something to be got through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, a debt to be paid. Then life would begin. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life.

Father Alfred D’Souza

I think I’m still trying to process this realization.  Like there’s always this thing in my head saying, “Once I pay off those credit cards, or once I move out of this City or once this person acknowledges me the heavens will open and my destiny will finally be as clear as P. Diddy’s Proactive skin.” I’ve been lying to myself.  Alas there are no magic bullets. Let the hard work begin. 

ninuile: Ns1463. balling No lockouts, just spraying

ninuile:

Ns1463. balling

No lockouts, just spraying

ninuile

Love. That. Sign.

Love. That. Sign.

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I’m thankful for living to see the day J.Lo’s ass silhouette transformed into a screaming flailing Mick Jagger…in outer space…all narrated by Will.I.Am

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The Comedian’s A Bear!

When will Fozzie Bear be officially recognized as the greatest Muppet comedian of all time?

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Zaouli dance, Cote d’Ivoire

Bankhead bounce, rag top!

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37thStateDOTcom: Ala- Igbo Earth Mother Goddess

37thstate:

Ala is the Ibo Fertility Goddess of the earth. The Ibo people of Nigeria call her the mother of all things, but she is both the fertile earth and the empty field after the harvest. She is present at the beginning of the cycle of life, making children grow in their mother’s womb, and…

37thstate

George [W] Bush was the first Cable TV President we had. And what I mean by that is that he was the first President that was only President to the people that voted for him. He did not give a fuck about the people that didn’t vote for him. And Obama is actually trying to be President to the whole country. And you know, there’s a lot of compromise to being President to the whole country….in a weird way our complaints about Obama are because we miss Bush…We miss the guy that didn’t give a fuck about these other..[unintelligible] Bush didn’t give a fuck about us, he just really really didn’t. And we kinda want our own—We want revenge we don’t want justice. That’s the problem with the democrats, we want revenge [laughs]
Chris Rock giving his take on Obama to Marc Maron on WTF podcast

Gotye- Somebody That I Used To Know (feat. Kimbra)

They got me

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Herman Cain’s 1986 Sexual Harassment Training with Tim Meadows

In this 1986 sexual harassment training video for Godfather’s Pizza, Herman Cain explains the dos and don’ts of sex in the workplace.

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azspot: Paul Szep Ya never know

azspot:

Paul Szep

Ya never know

The Huffington Post

 

Cardinal Rex Lawson - Hail Biafra 

Re-reading Half Of A Yellow Sun. 

This song was playing at one of the character’s weddings. Some old school high life for the Thanksgiving weekend.

gq: The Survivors: Lee “Scratch” Perry (In Which He Tells GQ That Lying About Inventing Reggae Killed Bob Marley) GQ correspondent Chris Heath’s interview with the legendary reggae pioneer is one of the stranger, funnier, wilder things we’ve read in a long long time. Click here to read all of it, including the parts where Perry talks about his home planet of Sirius, the fact that he’s half fish (from the waist down) and why he cooks with marijuana but no longer smokes it. All of that is delightfully daffy. But there’s darkness, too: below, a portion of the conversation in which Perry insists that Bob Marley got cancer and died because he tried to steal credit for reggae’s creation from its rightful originator. (That being Perry.) GQ: So, right now, can you hear voices? Lee “Scratch” Perry: The spirit is speaking to you now. The spirit is telling me right now what to say. And I’ll just say it out there to the people out there—Bob Marley, if he tell the world that reggae did come from my house, 5 Cardiff Crescent, Washington Gardens [location of Perry’s legendary Black Ark studio in Kingston, Jamaica, which later burnt down, supposedly at his own hand], and reggae did not come from Trench Town…if he did say that he would be still alive. GQ: So by not telling people… Lee “Scratch” Perry: The truth. GQ: That killed him? Perry: The spirit kill him. GQ: You really believe that? Perry: I don’t believe it. I know it. GQ: So misleading people about you gave him cancer? Perry: Yeah. Tell the people the truth—that reggae did not come from Trench Town. When he start to sing he was singing ska with Coxsone [Jamaican producer “Sir Coxsone” Dodd] and didn’t know anything about reggae. … GQ: And you genuinely believe that there is a connection between that and the disease that killed him? Perry: Well, the only thing that kill people is a lie. GQ: Can’t people just be unlucky? Perry: Lying. [Perry sticks out his tongue and touches its pointed tip with a forefinger.] The truth is this. This is a sword. It heals, and it kills. If you don’t speak the truth, the truth will kill you. And no doctor can cure you.

gq:

The Survivors: Lee “Scratch” Perry
(In Which He Tells GQ That Lying About Inventing Reggae Killed Bob Marley)

GQ correspondent Chris Heath’s interview with the legendary reggae pioneer is one of the stranger, funnier, wilder things we’ve read in a long long time. Click here to read all of it, including the parts where Perry talks about his home planet of Sirius, the fact that he’s half fish (from the waist down) and why he cooks with marijuana but no longer smokes it. All of that is delightfully daffy. But there’s darkness, too: below, a portion of the conversation in which Perry insists that Bob Marley got cancer and died because he tried to steal credit for reggae’s creation from its rightful originator. (That being Perry.)

GQ: So, right now, can you hear voices?
Lee “Scratch” Perry: The spirit is speaking to you now. The spirit is telling me right now what to say. And I’ll just say it out there to the people out there—Bob Marley, if he tell the world that reggae did come from my house, 5 Cardiff Crescent, Washington Gardens [location of Perry’s legendary Black Ark studio in Kingston, Jamaica, which later burnt down, supposedly at his own hand], and reggae did not come from Trench Town…if he did say that he would be still alive.

GQ: So by not telling people…
Lee “Scratch” Perry: The truth.

GQ: That killed him?
Perry: The spirit kill him.

GQ: You really believe that?
Perry: I don’t believe it. I know it.

GQ: So misleading people about you gave him cancer?
Perry: Yeah. Tell the people the truth—that reggae did not come from Trench Town. When he start to sing he was singing ska with Coxsone [Jamaican producer “Sir Coxsone” Dodd] and didn’t know anything about reggae.

…

GQ: And you genuinely believe that there is a connection between that and the disease that killed him?
Perry: Well, the only thing that kill people is a lie.

GQ: Can’t people just be unlucky?
Perry: Lying. [Perry sticks out his tongue and touches its pointed tip with a forefinger.] The truth is this. This is a sword. It heals, and it kills. If you don’t speak the truth, the truth will kill you. And no doctor can cure you.

GQ

It was easier to get Ali to pose than Frazier. Joe still resented all the torment Ali had caused him over the years. Ali had made all the money, too. Joe finally agreed to pose when we offered to go to his gym in Philadelphia.I knew it would be a difficult shoot because Ali had Parkinson’s and, I learned that day, Frazier had diabetes. Ali walked in, and I set a stool in the ring for him to sit on. Joe said, “What about me? Man, I can barely walk. My legs are killing me.” But they were happy, joking around and hamming it up in every shot.Near the end I switched from color to sepia film. I said, “Look, guys, just stare at the camera. No smiles, no gags.” I did one frame, then a second, and there it was, the picture I was looking for: two battered warriors who’d left their lives in the ring. Photographed by Walter Iooss Jr./SI

It was easier to get Ali to pose than Frazier. Joe still resented all the torment Ali had caused him over the years. Ali had made all the money, too. Joe finally agreed to pose when we offered to go to his gym in Philadelphia.I knew it would be a difficult shoot because Ali had Parkinson’s and, I learned that day, Frazier had diabetes. Ali walked in, and I set a stool in the ring for him to sit on. Joe said, “What about me? Man, I can barely walk. My legs are killing me.” But they were happy, joking around and hamming it up in every shot.Near the end I switched from color to sepia film. I said, “Look, guys, just stare at the camera. No smiles, no gags.” I did one frame, then a second, and there it was, the picture I was looking for: two battered warriors who’d left their lives in the ring.

Photographed by Walter Iooss Jr./SI

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