Here are some pics taken with the new 'Camera-Gat' on my Sony Ericsson KY-550rpmCC Nitro Turbo Fastphone. 

 

Don't give me any shit! I haven't updated because quite frankly I don't know what to tell you whack kids. Here's a another article on the on-going war agaisnt Hip-Hop:

 

A bad rap for hip-hop

JIM ABRAMS

Associated Press

September 25, 2007 at 4:51 PM EDT

Washington — Two rappers, sitting side-by-side in an ornate House hearing room, went in different directions Monday on the need for hip hop artists to expunge their work of sexist and violent language.

One, Master P, apologized to women for past songs that demeaned them, while another was defiant.

Former gangsta rapper Master P, whose real name is Percy Miller, told a House Energy and Commerce subcommittee hearing that he is now committed to producing clean lyrics. The angry music of his past, he said, came from seeing relatives and friends shot and killed.

But he said now that he doesn't want his own children to listen to his music, “so if I can do anything to change this, I'm going to take a stand and do that.”

“I want to apologize to all the women out there,” he said. “I was honestly wrong.”

But rapper and record producer Levell Crump, known as David Banner, was defiant as lawmakers pressed him on his use of offensive language. “I'm like Stephen King: horror music is what I do,” he said in testimony laced with swear words. “Change the situation in my neighbourhood and maybe I'll get better,” he told one member of Congress.

The two rappers were joined by music industry executives and scholars. They disagreed over who was to blame for sexist and degrading language in hip-hop music but were united in opposing government censorship as a solution.

“If by some stroke of the pen hip-hop was silenced, the issues would still be present in our communities,” Mr. Crump said. “Drugs, violence, sexism and the criminal element were around long before hip-hop existed.”

At the hearing, music videos showing scantily clad women were played; music executives in dark suits testified on the uses of the “B,” “H,” and “N” words, and black civil rights leaders talked of corporate exploitation.

“We have allowed greedy corporate executives — especially those in the entertainment industry — to lead many of our young people to believe that it is OK to entertain themselves by destroying the culture of our people,” E. Faye Williams, chair of the National Congress of Black Women, said.

“From Imus to Industry: The business of stereotypes and degrading images” was the title of the hearing, referring to former radio host Don Imus, who lost his job after making derogatory comments about the Rutgers women's basketball team. The Imus incident has sparked debate within the music industry about black artists using offensive, misogynist and violent language.

“This hearing is not anti-hip-hop. I am a fan of hip-hop,” said subcommittee chairman Bobby Rush, D-Ill., who gained national prominence in the 1960s as the founder of the Illinois chapter of the Black Panthers. But he said there was a need “to address the issue of violence, hate and degradation that has reduced too many of our youngsters to automatons.”

Record company executives defended the parental guidance labels and edited versions they said keep the more controversial material away from children and stressed that uniform standards or censorship won't work.

In the '50s people were deeply offended by Elvis Presley, and a decade later many were scandalized by The Beatles and The Rolling Stones, said Edgar Bronfman Jr., chairman and CEO of Warner Music Group.

“We have a responsibility to speak authentically to our viewers,” said Philippe Dauman, president & CEO of Viacom Inc., which owns such cable networks as MTV, Comedy Central, Nickelodeon and BET.

He said his company takes an active role in editing obscenities out of music videos and excising gang symbols or portrayals of violence, but “we also believe that it is not our role to censor the creative expression of artists.”

Alfred Liggins III, chief executive officer of Radio One, Inc., one of the largest media companies that primarily serves African-Americans, said the company reviews the contents of songs before broadcasting them and takes care to comply with Federal Communications Commission guidelines. But “Radio One is also not in charge of creating content, or in the business of censorship or determining what is in good or bad taste.”

The hearing was reminiscent of, although tamer than, a similar event in 1985. At the earlier hearing, lawmakers where exposed to Van Halen's Hot for Teacher and Twisted Sister's We're Not Going to Take It, and the late rocker Frank Zappa hurled insults at Tipper Gore, wife of then-Sen. Al Gore, and Susan Baker, wife of then Treasury Secretary James Baker, who were urging the recording industry to voluntarily police itself on song lyrics.

Then comes the fantastically STUPID commentaries by assholes who've never heard a hip-hop track but insist on calling it 'cRap'. *Sigh*

 K Ordos from Canada writes: Well, not that banning hip-hop would be a BAD idea now would it?

 Joseph Whistle from Canada writes: Too bad we can't see an outright ban on that hateful crap. The disease keeps creeping through everywhere. Video games, movies, young boys bedrooms.
I sympathize with all the parents that are trying to shield their kids from all this hateful crap rap. Only evil doers at this point sit there and defend with arguments such as "freedom of speech" and all the rest of it. No matter how it deteriorates society and young people.
Rap, get lost, bzzzz..

 Michael Sharp from Paradise Found, Canada writes:

Watch me write some hip-hop:

"I kill you mufawker, I kill wit my piece.
I do your ho and I kill her too.
I mufawker, mufawker, kill 'em all.
Ho ho ho, kill, kill, kill.
Mufawker, mufawker."

I'm pretty good at this.
Sign me up.

 Silent Majority from Canada writes: This type of music is nothing more than garbage that rots the minds of our young people.

This last fuck sounds like another white christian male adult telling us how it is.

On the other hand, some comments were posted to provide the counterpoint:

 Rex's Experiment from Canada writes: I guess when a white rocker sings about 'sinking the pink' or those rocker bands having the girls doing stripshows is ok. What a farce.

 Bergeil DeBungie from Victoria, Canada writes: Probably bemoaned their parents squarishness when everybody was flipping out over Elvis Presley's hip shaking too. Didn't Johnny Cash shoot a man in Reno just to watch him die? Or do a shot of cocaine before he shot his woman down? Or was it Woodie Guthrie? War is acceptable, but rappin about bustin caps is unacceptable.
Charlie Wilson is fondly remembered for having lots of gorgeous women about but Too Short is abhorred for rappin about his many hos?
Crazy!

 G B from Canada writes: Rap is no worst than the rest of the garbage that's come through over the years....perhaps you old farts forget that half of the 70's rock was based on sex,drugs and r&r...it was ok to sing about cocaine,shoot the sheriff or nevermind the countless country songs about whiskey and fighting. Sure some rap goes to an extreme....but dont sit there and point your finger like it's been the only type of music to wander into the bad parts of society.

 phil ip from Canada writes: Hip hop has been around for 35 years it is not going to be forgotten.

New Phone, A Sony-Ericsson K550. Cost me a pretty penny, but it's a sweet ride.

 

 

Today I've sent the package for my niece Sofia, so to recapitulate (?) here are the contents:

The inquisitive lady at the Post Office asked me if the DVDs were legit to which I answered  WO BU JE DAO :)  which means "no fuckin' clue, quit nosin' b****". They said my box was too flimsy to send through the mail, a ploy for me to buy one of their boxes. I had taped two milk boxes together (i buy milk in pouches, non-refrigerated, which last hella longer than cartons). I BOUGHT YER DAMN BOX, NOW LEMME SEND THIS BOX!

 

And so I did. I should mention it was with the help of Super-Student, Shirley, one of our great Upper-Intermediates.

 

A chinese post office is a place of great organization made to bilk me outta money for boxes, mystery pricing systems and weird scribbly writing (Chinese, I believe it was!). It cost me half of what I spent last year for a package that never made it (this time the address is CORRECT), so I can't complain, but I will anyway because I WANT TO. Leave me alone.

 

No, really sorry. Keep me company, I'm lonely! :(

 

If you're wondering why I'd send a wild dog tooth to my newborn niece, its because one day, when she's old enough to handle it with out drooling over it or gouge her eyes out, she'll think I'm really cool for sending something exotic and FIERCE. Wear that shit and she'll scare boys off, so my brother Bubba Marcos can thank me later. I sent her Disney movies, including LILO & STITCH which is so good I can't believe it came out of Disney in the past ten years. Disney has been making so much SHIT lately with its endless Direct-To-Video sequels (including, I shit you not, CINDERELLA III : THE CURSE OF THE HAIRY UPPER LIP which is about loving yourself not matter how facking hairy and gross your face is). Included in my selection was the Lion King, Cinderalla, Snow White, Dumbo and so on but I couldn't find ALADDIN and DID NOT include BAMBI because she doesn't have to be traumatised like I was.

 

Hey, Pamela, you'll make a great mom, just keep this in mind:

Two bullet-point lists in one update? I'd say you've been spoiled!

 

Tea Time!

 

  

 

This scene still manages to engorge the cinematic pleasure organ located in the cranial box next to the cerebellum. God bless the Wachowski Brother and Sister (hihi) for creating one of two good scenes in otherwise completely useless and awful movies. Hindsight is indeed 20/20, bitches.

Wu-Tang Killa Bees We On A Swarm.

 

The above means nothing to you, so don't pay attention and keep reading by following on to the next paragraph.

 

The other day I submitted my latest piece to the WuxiLife magazine, hoping that'll it get printed and make 'mad moniez' as those crazy Asperger's Syndrome kids call it. The piece concerns Yuen Wo Ping, the fight coordinator for all those cool action movies like The Matrix to Iron Monkey. I figure it was a good piece, and it took me a while to edit it into shape. It's all about slicing out the useless shit until you've got a lean article that actually gets to the point within the first two sentences, or close to that. I tend to ramble, as you can tell from reading this drivel.

 

Can I ask what's the deal with women and why they have to play games with a person who clearly doesn't want to spend his time guessing their random thoughts or calm their far-fetched conspiracies? Oh fucking hell, sometimes I wonder why I wasn't born a chestnut tree. The gender roles men and women have are absolutely nuts - please tell me no girl out there takes Paris Hilton or Angelina Jolie seriously or any guy takes Brad Pitt or George Bush seriously. I have no shortage of things to choke to death on out of embarasment for the human race.

 

Jesus, I almost started foaming from the mouth!

 

 Hello Children,

 

Good news! I'm still alive! Things are busy, bla bla bla - LOOK, SORRY I DIDN'T UPDATE (mom)!