Friday, July 25, 2008

Sista, Where Art Thou? : The Missing Link In Critical Self-Thought About Black America.


[Editor's Note: This one's a doozy! You're probably not going to agree with me, and you're certainly entitled so your opinion. But read with an open mind if nothing else. Then flame me.]

Every month or so, there seems to be some sorta televised "Townhall Discussion on The State Of Black America". BET always is airing something or another about hip-hop's effect on black kids. T(r)avis Smiley's got his annual State Of The Black Union. And now, not to be outdone, CNN is diving headfirst into the sewer of Negro Dysfunction with it's own series, entitled Black In America.




The prelude to this series aired last weekend. It was your typical townhall discussion about how screwed up black folks (particularly men) are, and took place in New Orleans, the new Ground Zero for Negro Intellectualism. On the panel were the usual suspects: an academic (Cornell West in that same damn black suit), a preacher (TD Jakes), an entertainer (Tom Joyner), a journalist (Ed Gordon), and the token woman (the always brilliant Julianne Malveaux, spoken over repeatedly) to round out the bunch. And as expected, the show was little more than a feelgood hour of SoundByte Olympics™. Lots of $5 words were bandied about. Black men were singled out as the Root Of All Negro Evil. White folks and "the system" were blamed. And at the end of the 90 minute discussion, I walked away with no greater insight into exactly what the solutions are.

Like every other panel discussion, this one delved headfirst into everything that's wrong with black men. They don't want to get married. They make babies and don't support them. They get locked up and bring home AIDS. They don't take responsibility for what they create. Blah, blah, blah.

These are all very valid points, and I'd be the last one to catch feelings, given the fact that I more or less advocate the very same thing here daily. There is little doubt that we as black men need to get our collective sh*t together. This is an indisputable fact. No denying it. You won't hear any sorts of denials of that on this site. No siree Bob.

But what about the other side of the equation?

I know I'll probably lose some female readers here, but it needs to be brought (BRING IT!!) so I can't hold my tongue any longer. How about somebody on one of these shows challenges Black Women to make smarter, less emotion-driven decisions about whom they give the nookie to?

Yes, there are, have always been, and shall always be triflin' men (Negroes or otherwise). But blaming them for every societal ill misses the fact that it takes two to tango. Two to lay down and make a baby. Two to get married. Two to maintain a healthy marriage. Two to run a household. Two to make a family, at least as defined by the standard everyone seems to advocate.

By just continually calling out black men, yet treating women as perpetual victims, you're missing a huge chunk of that whole "shared responsibility" thing. Women are on average vastly smarter than men, but they sometimes choose to see what they want to see. Women have a far greater gift of discernment when it comes to relationships. They remember things better. So why let them off the hook if they're so much better equipped when it comes to sniffing out B.S.?

Let's keep it 100, ladies. You know you can tell if the Negro is sorry from the moment you meet him. You know that if he's already got three babies by five women, chances are you're just gonna become another harrowing statistic. You know that if he's got a crime record longer than Manute Bol, he is prolly not gonna be able to hold down a 9-to-5. You know that is he looks like a playa, walks like a playa, and talks like a playa, chances are he's a sorry, triflin' assed Negro. This is all common sense, yet so many women overlook this glaring evidence when it comes to choosing mates.

Yes, I know some men lie. Some of us are exceptionally good at doing so. But women are always smarter. They always know what's up. They just choose to see what they want to see.

In short, stop giving your cookies to idiots!!!

Think about it, Barack Obama got both applauded (by me) and reamed (by others) for challenging Black Men to step up during his recent Father's Day speech. This was completely necessary, and any dude who caught feelings about this needs to seriously check himself. But cunning as Barry is, there's no way in Holy Hades that Beige Negro would even remotely consider pulling such a stunt on Mother's Day. You know this and I know this. Because you just don't talk about nobody's Mama, and most Black women will be somebody's Mama during the course of their lifetimes. But that's a part of the problem that these shows, and black culture in general, seem to ignore for some odd reason.

Here's some real solutions for Black America.

  • Black men need stop being grown 16 year olds to stick around and raise the babies they make. Getting married ain't Kryptonite, so we might wanna try that out too.


  • Black women need get out their feelings and not prevent these men from being fathers, just because the relationship didn't work out.


  • The Black Church needs to quit worrying about building sanctuaries and focus on building families. This means more classes on healthy relationships, marriage, and parenting.


  • Black families need to raise their sons to understand that being a "playa" isn't what being a real man is about. Being a real man means being committed.


  • Black families need to raise their daughters to stop chasing flashy guys and focus on character.


  • Black families need to raise their sons to have character.


  • Black folks in general need to stop "hittin' that raw". Condoms are cheap and easy to find. Use em'.


  • Black men who've "made it" need to give back.


  • Black people without kids need to help someone who has some.


  • Black people with common sense need to help those without.


  • If there's one thing black folks are good for, it's talking. Fixing? Uhhh, not so much. And shows like this, which seem to be little more than Intellectual Masturbation™ really trouble me, because for all the brains and fame these panels usually include, there's seldom, if ever any definitive takeaways for the audiences to implement. There's just lots of good "talkin", lots of applause, and plenty more questions than answers. And as a result, we stay losing.

    So, I prolly won't be doing any recaps of CNN's Black In America, because I've frankly got better things to do, like being a husband and father and generally making sure I'm more of the solution than the problem. Sorry, but I can't bother watching any more of this crap until we can be totally honest about the issues that plague Black America, not just pandering to see who can get the loudest applause.

    Question: Did I just lose half of female AverageNation™? Will you be watching Black In America? Did it "need to be brought?"

    CNN Presents: Black In America [CNN.com]

    Thursday, July 24, 2008

    Can We Just Agree That Both Of These Covers Suck?


    Some will call this turnabout/fairplay, but to me, this new takeoff on the Obama New Yorker cover is just equally silly.

    Is there some truth to this one? Sure. CindyMac had a well-documented drug problem. PapaMac is about 108 years old. That in and of itself separates it from the Obama cover, which was pure fiction.

    But neither is right. I really, really wish that at some point in the future, political discourse could grow beyond this sorta foolishness. For all the talk about change espoused by the Obama camp, reality is American Politricks is a stubborn institution and this sorta nonsense is prolly going nowhere anytime soon.

    And that's a shame. I think Obama has done a good job of staying on topic and not waddling in the muck all year, especially given some of the tactics played against him during the race for the Democratic nomination. PappyMac has also done a good job of staying on course and not "going there". But the fact that he allows his minions to do his dirty work for him, without much correction is troublesome to say the least. Before you say it, I already know. Smear tactics are hardly the sole province of the GOP, but still.

    Peep this latest nonsense outta SC.
    A Republican state senator's Web site portrayal of likely Democratic presidential nominee Barack Obama and terrorist mastermind Osama bin Laden as separated by "just a little B.S." has riled Democrats.

    Sen. Kevin Bryant of Anderson said the intention of his "funny picture" was to trigger a discussion of what he considers Obama's lack of foreign policy experience and soft position on defending Israel against Islamic states and their terrorist clients.

    "And it worked," he said.

    Democratic state senators, through their spokesman Phil Bailey, said the posting is offensive and has no place in politics. Bryant said he doesn't agree, "but if you've looked at the blog, some of the posters seem to think so." Many of the 40 comments on the blog early Tuesday afternoon were sharply critical.

    He plans to take the item down but will leave a link for those who want to view it, Bryant said.
    Here's the offensive photo.


    Shouldn't grown assed men have more important things to do with their time that cobble together lazy PhotoShop smear jobs?

    Ooops. My bad.

    Anyways, as much as I wish juvenile aspect of American politics would go the way of the Betamax, something tells me it's not changing anytime soon, and that's a shame.

    And they wonder why people don't bother voting.

    Question: Do you think it's possible for politics to move beyond politricks as usual? If so, how? Has the Obama campaign done any underhanded grease talkin' of this sort that I've somehow missed?

    Dems not amused by S.C. senator's 'funny' Obama picture [GreenvilleOnline]

    So Much For Obama's Hispanic Problem


    All that overanalysis of Obama's lack of traction with Hispanic voters during the Spring obscured a tiny fact: Hispanics typically vote Democratic, regardless of who's on the ticket.
    Democrat Barack Obama has opened a big lead among Hispanic voters, winning support from the vast majority of those who had voted for rival Hillary Rodham Clinton in the Democratic primaries, according to a poll released Thursday.

    The national survey, conducted by the nonpartisan Pew Hispanic Center, showed that 66 percent of Hispanic registered voters supported Obama, compared to 23 percent for Republican John McCain. The other 11 percent were undecided.

    More than three-quarters of Latinos who had voted for Clinton now say they are for Obama. Clinton carried the Hispanic vote, an important Democratic constituency, by about a 2-1 margin in the primaries.
    Can we kill that "Hispanics won't vote for a black guy" nonsense for once and for all? Sheez.

    Question: Do you think these latest polling results will carry over into November's general election or is this just more paralysis by analysis?

    Latinos Show Love for Obama [NewsOne]

    Ask An AverageBro: The Mailbag


    [Editor's Note: Awhile back I introduced a new feature here called Ask An AverageBro. It was posed' to be my version of a "mailbag" feature that would run frequently. I got quite a few questions initially, then totally forgot about the whole thing until recently. So, some of today's AverageNation™ questions may seem slightly outdated. I'll get the hang of this sooner or later, but feel free to drop your question or comment for next time if so moved. Reader questions are in bold. My answers are not.]

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    I love your blog and feel honored, as a "whitey," to be part of your discussion. Many of the topics have inspired me to participate, but I always wonder how you feel about your white audience giving their two cents. I am one of those white guys who has a profound love of Hip Hop and also it's important to me to stay informed about Black culture (because I love its wealth) and also so as not to perpetuate a racial stereotype I might have. I have a theory that no one is 100% non-racist-- by nature of our lack of knowledge of others-- but I'd like to be as close as I can to 100% as a civic duty.

    Anyway, I think part of the problem with whites in America is that they don't just express their naivete and ask honest questions. So, I'm asking, what are topics that when whites chime in on, you roll your eyes, if any?Are you rolling your eyes right now?? For me, when I comment, there's a fine line between wanting to sound like a somewhat enlightened white guy whose spent a lot of time thinking about my place in a racist society, and just sounding like yet another ignorant white guy. I'd appreciate your thoughts- or better yet, a post. What I think I'm doing is inviting you to speak about race (because whites and the MSM are speaking so freely about it) but with whites as the minority for a change.

    Ezra
    Northampton, MA


    Speaking strictly for myself, and myself only, I just like people (and this has nothing to do with being black or white) who are open-minded enough to want to learn another person's perspective. If that sounds overly simplistic, I apologize, but it's really that easy. Just be willing to listen and attempt to put yourself in the other person's shoes. There's not really any more to it than that.

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    Just saw your post of the Black Snob's piece on Juan Williams ...man, does she have Juan Williams, right on!!! But she treats him too kindly. Juan never seems to do anything that questions O'Reilly, Hannity, Limbaugh, or even Bush/Cheney. He acts as if he is scared of O'Riley. Williams pay checks drive him to be more like Armstrong Williams.

    This knee-grow, may have edited Eyes on the Prize, but his stuff is raggedy for the most part, and he seems to be getting sicker as he ages. However, he is not a fault for never understanding how the Average Bro., who grew up in the U.S. might feel. Juan doesn't really know much of this. His youth experience was based in Panama.

    Kojo


    I'm pretty much with you and Snobette on that one. I really used to like Juan Williams on America's Black Forum. He was the consummate professional, and didn't seem to impose his views on the guests, thus derailing the show. On Fox News, he seems like a totally different guy. The pressure of being "the only black guy" seems to have gotten to him. I guess eating lunch with Bill O'Reilly and Sean Hannity a few times might have that effect. I was unaware of his Panamanian upbringing. On an unrelated note, John McCain was also born in Panama. Hmmmmm.

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    Hi AverageBro,

    I am joining Americorps in October. It's a national community service program (alot of people have never heard of it). I will be staying in Denver and traveling to different states from there. Im not sure which states I will be in. My biggest fear is racism. I have talked to black people in the program and no one has mentioned any really racist things happening to them. Still I can't shake the feeling that things may get ugly. Denver is not the most diverse place in the world and neither is the Americorps program for that matter, not to mention the states I may be traveling to. Im a very conscious black woman so I know that racism exist and I have some very strong views about it, but I have never experienced direct racism. No one has ever called me a nigger to my face or asked any stupid questions about my hair. My question is how do I handle racism if/when I encounter it. I found that cursing people out almost never helps the situation or changes their opinion (not that I'd feel the need to change someone's racist opinions). I could go the WWJD route and call them ignorant and walk away, but I don't know if I would be able to in my anger. I may be too shocked and mad to do or say anything. Anyway, how should I handle that situation should it come up? Thanks for listening.

    Hollat at cha llama.

    I've spent some time in Denver, and overall, it seemed to be relatively progressive. This advice is loaded with disclaimers, but I'd say 9.9 times out of 10, you're not going to run into any overt "nigga this, nigga that" racism unless you're off the beaten path. My general rule of thumb is simple: if it could cost me my job, I usually just suck it up. Dignity doesn't feed children, and it doesn't pay mortgages. Some stuff you just have to let ride. CYIN doesn't always pay, and it ain't usually necessary.

    There was this one time at band camp while on a business trip, I was riding around Utah with a couple of colleagues looking for somewhere to eat lunch quickly. So, we're driving past fast food spot after fast food spot, when suddenly my co-worker says "Hey, AB, what about Kentucky Fried? You like KFC, I know you do!" with lots of sarcasm. He and the other co-worker suddenly bust out laughing like it's some inside joke. It's one of those moments where I'm so dumbfounded I had no idea what to say.

    A few years later, by some miracle of modern science, this very same d-bag became one of my direct reports when I was promoted to manager. I showed his a$$ who liked KFC alright. Promotion, my drumstick.

    Anyways, if you're thoroughly confused by that answer, join the crowd. I guess what I'm saying is overall, just exercise caution and common sense if something jumps off.

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    Discovered your blog in the last two weeks and I’m hooked! While I’m a little older than you (45), I find it uncanny how many of our points of view are aligned. I envy your talent at putting your thoughts on paper. Which brings me to my query. C.Y.I.N.? What’s the acronym? Google didn’t help (linked back to you). Look forward to hearing from you and reading your future insights.

    Ken


    CYIN stands for Channelling Your Inner Nigga. There's only so much a Corporate Negro can take before he just says "eff' it" and goes for broke. There's a million examples here on the website, including the landmark post where I introduced the term itself, as well as plenty of Case Studies of real life situations where notable Black folks CYIN's publicly, and the sometimes disastrous results.

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    What is talking "greasy", please give me an example.

    Steven

    This one isn't technically my term, so I had to go look it up for you. Because I'm dedicated to accuracy like that.

    The Urban Dictionary defines "talkin' greasy" as...

    To speak disparagingly about another person. To say ill words behind someones back.

    There's a photo of Jesse Jackson right beside the definition, oddly enough. No, really.

    There's a million examples of that here on this site as well. Just peep the tag Negro Please for plenty of real life depictions.


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    Can you do a review for Gs to Gents on MTV (if you find the time to watch with AverageToddler and all-I know the feeling too)?

    MissJay


    Although I don't watch MTV or BET, but I'm quite aware of the sorta stuff that goes on over there. MTV lost me after Making The Band, during whatever season that was with Babs and Chopper n'em. That show was so niggerishly over-the-top, I couldn't stop watching it. The only bad part about the show was Mr. Bentley himself.


    Seriously, what self-respecting black man carries umbrellas for another grown man? Weedcarrying? Fine in my book. Umbrellacarrying? Not so much. So sorry, but Derek Watkins Turns Fake-G's To Fake Gents is just not must-see TV in my book. I hope you'll forgive me.


    On a somewhat related note: Is it just me or does anyone else see an odd resemblance between Mr. Bentley and Washington Wizards star Gilbert Arenas?



    Ok, so maybe it's just me.

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    I heard somewhere that you're actually white. Is this correct?

    JohnJay

    Yes.

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    Got a question for AB? Wanna know what it's like being a white guy named AverageBro? Drop me a line for the next edition of Ask An AverageBro.

    Wednesday, July 23, 2008

    AB Bombs On NPR.


    Well, you know how the saying goes. You can't win em' all.

    How apropos, because on my monthly visit to NPR's News and Notes today, I pretty much struck out.

    I knew something was wrong from the moment I arrived at NPR's Mass Ave. studios (pictured above) and tried to get validated for parking. My Ethiopian brothers weren't tryin' to let a brotha park and validate as instructed. So I ended up blowing lots of energy and time on getting this ironed out, and barely made it to the booth for the start of the show.

    The show's usual host, Farai Chideya, was out on assignment today, so her replacement Tony Cox hosted. Dude's a consummate pro, so this is certainly no knock on him. But Farai and I have a nice little rapport developing. She knows I'm News and Notes' "keepin' it real" guy, and knows how to set me up perfectly for punchlines. Tony's great, but we don't have the chemistry, and it sorta showed.

    Continuing the baseball metaphor, I got to bat leadoff today. The fellow guests were Desmond Burton of Afronerd, and Aimee Laramore of A Work in Progress and Political Season, both great bloggers with sites you should peep.

    Our topics today were good, but didn't really lend themselves to my "shtick". We talked about racial codewords in Corporate America, the kerfuffle over Disney's The Frog Princess, and Ebony magazine's series of "Cool" covers. So as a result, I kinda came off as the goofy guy with poor punchlines surrounded by two very serious bloggers who were far more polished. It was not my finest hour.

    So much for my nomination as the new King Of All Blacks.

    Have a listen and judge for yourself. I'm going somewhere to cry in my cereal, now that Kashi is on sale again.

    Question: Did AB strike out royally or was this merely a base hit?

    Listen to The NPR News and Notes Blogger's Roundtable [NPR]

    Why The WNBA Stays Losing: Exhibits A & B


    Exhibit A: A few weeks ago, I talked about the WNBA's issues with traction and how one Candace Parker might be the league's ponytailed savior.

    Uhhh, yeah, so much for that one.
    Lisa Leslie and Candace Parker are the only players to have dunked in a WNBA game.

    On Tuesday night, they were involved in a skirmish — another occurrence more frequently connected with the men's game — at, of all places, The Palace of Auburn Hills.

    Parker was one of three players ejected, along with Detroit assistant coach Rick Mahorn, after the scuffle with 4.6 seconds left in the Los Angeles Sparks' 84-81 victory over the Shock. The melee started moments after Parker and Detroit's Cheryl Ford had to be separated after Ford fouled Parker.

    On the next possession, Parker got tangled up with Detroit's Plenette Pierson and fell to the ground. As Parker was getting up, Pierson hovered over the Sparks' rookie, who pulled her to the ground.

    Not only was this the site of the ugly Pacers-Pistons brawl in 2004 that involved fans, Mahorn also was involved in that melee. He was then a Detroit broadcaster and went into the crowd to try to pull Indiana's Ron Artest away from fans.

    "I was trying to protect the whole game, the integrity of the game," Mahorn said of Tuesday's ejection. "The WNBA is very special to me ... I would never push a woman. This game, I love this game too much."
    Whether intentional or not, Mahorn was outta line for pushing a woman. No way to spin that one, buddy. In a league obsessed with peddling Girl Power, there's no way video of a woman being shoved to the ground is gonna be taken in context. Period.



    Rick Mahorn, prepare to fall on the sword.

    Exhibit B: On a separate note, the league is so pressed for attention that they not only played a game outdoors the other night, but now they're pulling a 50 year old out of retirement to suit up for the injury ravaged Detroit Shock.

    No, seriously, somebody's grandma is about to (wo)man the post.
    The Detroit Shock have signed Nancy Lieberman to a 7-day contract according to an ESPN report. The 50-year-old Lieberman will break her own record for being the oldest player in the WNBA.

    Lieberman, a Hall of Famer since 1999 and currently an ESPN broadcaster, was 39-years-old when she played with Phoenix during the league's first year in 1997.

    The Shock lost Cheryl Ford when she tore her ACL Tuesday night during the brawl between her team and the Los Angeles Sparks. Later today the other suspensions will be announced for both teams.
    Enough alrady.

    Maybe the NBA should go ahead and end this experiment while they're still ahead.

    Question: For how many games should Mahorn be suspended? Do you think he intended to push Lisa Leslie or was he having a Bad Boys flashback? Is the signing of a 50 year old woman the ultimate "me too" publicity stunt or have you seen worse?

    Mahorn: Peacekeeper or pusher in WNBA fight? [USAToday]

    AverageBro Goes To The Movies: Triple Matinee


    [With an infant, I don't get to go to the movies at all nowadays. Pre-AverageBaby, I didn't miss an opening weekend. Now, Netflix is my best friend. So, I don't see things in a timely manner, but when I do, you get the best review in town right here.]

    [Editor's Note: This weekend's weather in DC was a bit too hot, so I stayed in and caught up on some Netflix viewing. Here's a brief review of my triple matinee.]

    Welcome Home Roscoe Jenkins


    Martin Lawrence's career has been on the skids for some time now. Seriously, Black Knight? What's The Worst That Could Happen? Did we really need Big Momma's House II? He hasn't done anything of value since Bad Boys II, and we all know that was actually a Will Smith movie. So, when Roscoe Jenkins hit theaters last Winter, I resisted because the reviews looked like more coonin'. I haven't seen a trailer this bad since Friday After Next.



    The movie centers around a Dr. Phill-ish talk show host named RJ Stevens (Lawrence, sporting the same haircut since 1992) whose agent recommends that he and his Survivor-winning fiancee (the always-captivating Joy Bryant) go to RJ's family reunion in Georgia to film a reality show. The whole thing is about raising RJ's Q-rating, and while he's hesitant, his young son begs him into going so he can finally meet his grandparents. It seems RJ has gone completely Hollywood and hasn't been home in nearly a decade.

    The typical fish-outta-water stereotypes arise from the moment Roscoe arrives home. As somebody who grew up in the South and still loves it, I'm getting a big tired of these sorts of cliche'd black movies. Between Kingdom Come, The Fighting Temptations, Madea's Family Reunion, and this crap, you'd think all black people below the Mason Dixon eat fried possums and drink outta mayonaise jars. There may be some truth to that, but come on. I'm beginning to think there's some base level self-hatred in Black Hollywood (as it exists), because I know all these Negroes have grandmas in South Carolina.

    Even worse, this has be to the most hate-filled and mean-spirited "comedy" I've ever wasted precious minutes of my life on. The way Roscoe's family speaks to each other is filled with dysfunction and animus. Watching proud actors like James Earl Jones and Margaret Avery (Roscoe's parents) reduced to dishing out such ignorance is bad enough. Adding on the comedic talents of Cedric The Entertainer, Mo'Nique, Michael Clarke Duncan (whose arms look frightening), and Mike Epps just pushes this baby over the cliff. I haven't heard so many black women disrespected and called bitches since The Chronic. Who exactly thought this was a good idea?

    R.I.P. Martin's Career.

    You (was) so crazy.

    Final Verdict: Don't even waste a spot in your Netflix queue for this crap. Peep the bootleg in the barbershop. Or wait for TBS. It'll be there soon enough. 1 Star (out of 5)

    The Bank Job


    The more Jason Statham movies I watch, the more I wonder why this guy isn't a Hollywood action hero megastar. I mean seriously, peep the resume.

    The Transporter. The Transporter II. The Italian Job. Crank. War. Cellular. Collateral. The One. Snatch. Chaos.

    Eff' Ah-nold, this dude is The Last Action Hero.

    The Bank Job is a hiest film (surprise), but with a bit more of a back story than your typical action caper. Based in 1970's London, Statham plays a shady auto mechanic whose mistress presents him with a foolproof get-rich scheme to rob a bank's safety deposit boxes of millions in cash and jewels. Cobbling together a ragtag bunch of specialists, the team goes about digging a 40 foot underground tunnel right into the bank vault.



    The ancillary plot involves a black militant, corrupt cops, and politicians intent on keeping a royal family indiscretion secret. Somehow the plotlines all get confusingly intermingled, and in the end, you're left to wonder who exactly can trust whom?

    I wasn't too crazy about the British accents initially, but you figure them out after awhile. There's goo-gobs of sex and violence in this movie, so put the kids to bed first. But if you're down for an action packed heist flick, I strongly recommend The Bank Job.

    Final Verdict: Put this in your Netflix queue, like yesterday! 4 Stars (out of 5)

    Cloverfield


    I'm a horror movie junkie. Sci-fi? Not so much. So I didn't really know how to size up Cloverfield, an apocolypic monster movie set in modern day Manhattan. It doesn't matter how the movie is categorized, because the special effects are so off the charts, it's hard not to like, regardless of genre.

    Shot in handheld camera mode (think The Blair Witch Project meets Friends), Cloverfield (I still can't figure out the significance of the title) centers around a bunch of twentysomething Manhattan hipsters at a going away party (thus the camera). And you guys know just how much I love twentysomething hipsters. But just when you're ready to throw your BluRay player out the window, along comes the monster, and by golly, what a monster this thing is!!!



    Wowzers!

    The flick then switches to the twentysomething hipsters, as they try and rescue a friend, and escape the destructive wrath of the monster, with the tape rolling all along.

    I'm usually not too crazy about any movie shot on a handheld (even for artistic purposes, because this is no cheap movie), and even I'll admit that the results are sometimes dizzying. But the approach does add to the "what next?" fear factor, and since you're only given fleeting images of the monster, it all magically works. In the end, Cloverfield is more unnerving than it actually is scary, but if that sounds like your thing, you'll prolly like it either way.

    Final Verdict: Rent it and watch it on a really big TV with the volume up high. 3 and 1/2 stars (Out of 5)

    Question: Did you see any of these movies? What did you think? Is Martin's career toast? Why isn't Statham a bigger star? What does Cloverfield mean? Do you dislike twentysomething hipsters just as much as I do?

    Welcome Home Roscoe Jenkins [Yahoo! Movies]

    The Bank Job [Yahoo! Movies]

    Cloverfield [Yahoo! Movies]

    Tuesday, July 22, 2008

    NOBITCHASSNESS?!? Anyone Care To Explain?


    I don't get out much, so I prolly missed the memo on these NOBITCHASSNESS shirts. But in the past week alone I have seen these shirts worn by:

  • A preteen standing at the bus stop.

  • A mother walking her three kids in the park.

  • A dude congregating in the parking lot of my church. I'm not sure whether he went in or not. I'm kinda hoping he did.


  • I'm assuming this is Diddy's new line of shirts, right? Seriously, are you telling me dude has gone from those silly, but sorta substantive VOTE OR DIE! shirts to this kinda drivel in just four years?

    Seriously, is this what's hot on the streets right now? Where's the sense of common decency? I'm assuming this shirt doesn't proclaim your inner BITCHASSNESS, but rather your lack thereof. Still, what's the sense in making a public announcement of such a gesture? Aren't there more worthy topics to trumpet to the world? If you're proud enough about something to wear it on a t-shirt, shouldn't it actually be something worth being proud of?

    I've got some ideas of my own. Peep these designs!






    Do better, Diddy. Or whatever you're calling yourself this month. MLK is cryin' inside.

    Question: You care to explain this whole NOBITCHASSNESS nonsense to me? I Googled the image itself, but I'll be darned if I'm chasing some explanation of this. Would you wear one of my shirts or Diddy's?

    Back On NPR.


    I'll be back on NPR's News and Notes with Farai Chideya this Wednesday (the 23rd) for my monthly drop-in. No idea of the topics or co-guests yet, but I'm sure I'll be good clean fun as always.

    The Blogger's Roundtable segment usually airs around 1:30pm EST. Peep your local listings and listen-in live, or stay tuned and I'll drop the archived link here shortly after the show ends.

    People I Strongly Dislike: Starbucks Junkies


    I'm not here to rub salt in anyone's wounds, but just how funny is this recent news that bamas are petitioning Starbucks to keep stores open?
    Now that Starbucks Corp. has disclosed the 600 locations it wants to shutter, a phenomenon is taking hold: the Save Our Starbucks campaign.

    In towns as small as Bloomfield, N.M., and metropolises as large as New York, customers and city officials are starting to write letters, place phone calls, circulate petitions and otherwise plead with the coffee company to change its mind.

    "Now that it's going away, we're devastated," said Kate Walker, a facilities manager for software company SunGard Financial Systems who recently learned of a store closing in New York City.

    Online, several "Save Our Starbucks" petitions have popped up for stores across the country, including locations in San Diego, Dallas and New York City.
    If I didn't know any better, I'd swear these folks sounded like fiends. Seriously, are we gonna see a re-enactment of this classic scene[1] in burbs coast-to-coast? I sure hope not.



    I mean, seriously folks, it's just figgin' coffee!!! It's not "freedom". It's just a freakin' cup of Joe, marked-up astronomically to pay for that John Legend background music and those cushy sofas. When you strip away the calm lighting and "baristas", coffee is still just beans filtered with water. You can, and should, get the same thing at 7-11 for a fraction of the price.

    I read a very good book a few months ago called Punching In by Alex Frankel. In addition to revealing the secrets to success for companies like The Gap, UPS, Home Depot, and The Container Store, the book talked about how Starbucks develops a cult-like following of customers by making their own employees cultlike. There's the whole "large/small vs venti grande" thing, the ambient lighting, the mood music, the green vs black aprons, the never empty stores, etc. Given the fact that only about 8% of Starbucks' revenue actually comes from straight-up coffee, it's clear that folks are buying the overall experience moreso than the drink itself.

    So much of the typical visit to Starbucks is so intricately planned out and analyzed, it's amazing that the whole thing comes off as being even remotely "organic". For anyone interested in this sorta M.B.A. 101 insider info, I'd strongly recommend peeping that book.

    The ultimate irony here is that Starbucks used to be boycotted when they broke into a neighborhood. That familiar green, black, and white logo usually is the forebearer of gentrification, or at the very least, corporate greed spilling over to spoil people's perceptions of true "Americana" (ie: Mom and Pops stores). So, while I understand why some folks are complete Stans for their mochafrappachinolatte with two shots of soy, I can't feel too bad. I mean, come on, what's next? Boycotting to keep Walmart afloat? Please.

    Reality is, Starbucks is nothing more than another greedy corporation that grew too fast, too soon, and didn't anticipate such a sharp economic downtown. Now they're paying for that greed. Period.

    I'm sorry Starbucks customers, but just maybe this is the sorta economic reality check you needed. Coffee is coffee. Save 3 bucks and cop yours at Wawa like the rest of us.

    Question: Are you a Starbucks junkie? Is your local crackhouse closing? What's your drug of choice?

    Cities, Customers Launch 'Save Our Starbucks' Efforts [WSJ]

    More People I Strongly Dislike [AB.com]

    [1] Man, what a movie!