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Times when it’s OK to hit a woman

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Disclaimer: The thoughts and opinions expressed here belong solely to TomDaBomb, and do not necessarily reflect the views of the other Gray Area Niggas. . .

that being said, Tha Gray Area presents: Times When It’s OK to Punch Your Bitch.

  1. When it’s for that bitch own good.
  2. To show that bitch how much you love her.
  3. When that bitch get outta line.
  4. If you think that bitch tryina put a crazy Barbados-hex on you.
  5. If that bitch gettin too manish.
  6. When that bitch tryin to wear the pants.
  7. To give that bitch a taste of her own medicine.
  8. To put that bitch back in her place (slightly different from #3).
  9. When that bitch get ta poppin off in fronta company.
  10. To show that bitch you mean business.

*** in the event that you’re a man, all of these become null and void, and the answer is a resounding NEVER!

Tha Gray Area has a strong non-blossip policy, which will not be violated here. For the more-offensive, more um…blossipish version, check Your Daily Get Right.

Bod Gless.

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Written by TomDaBomb2u

February 10, 2009 at 7:41 pm

Yeah I Said It…Now What?!

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Please allow me to tell you a story…for those of you who may not know, I am an employee at one of the largest retail conglomerates in the World…yup you guessed it, Walmart. Now on this particular day, I was assigned to register 19 (I’m a Cashier), which is 20 items or less. This register is special because it is the only place in the store where you can purchase cigs and Lipil baby formula. Needless to say, it is my job to keep the line moving…

So, up walks this woman with a cart half full of groceries and a handful of WIC checks. WIC is its own transaction that requires a bit of time, which means by the time I got finished checking out the woman we will call Red, for the ridiculous weave she had propped on top of her head, the line would be severely backed up. Therefor, as she approached the register, I politely told her that she had more than 20 items and I would not be able to check her out however, she can go right across the way to register 22 where another associate was waiting to serve her. I personally saw no problem with the way I handled the situation, but Red definitely did. As she walked away from me she mumbled something to the effect of “stupid muthafuckas @ Walmart think they smart…”

Now, after she was out of my face, I was done with her, snide remark and all. But Red just couldn’t let it go. She approached the new cashier, counting each item as she takes it out of the cart especially loud so I could hear her. When she got to like 35, minus the WIC, I just laughed a little to myself and proceeded to help my next customer. 5 customers later Red is still being checked out and to my surprise, still talking shit. It’s past hilarious at this point. So, another cashier T comes over to me for a brief chat when she senses that the vibe was off in our area. The oldest girl around 18 or so who was with Red is now standing directly behind T but staring all in my face trying to decipher my words. T is trying to figure out why the girl is all up on her, I just say I’on have a clue, and comment on the fact that she is burning a whole in my face with her glare. We laugh it off and continue  on wth our conversation. T walks away and all of a sudden Red’s aggitation turns to rage…

For some insane reason, the girl has gone back and told Red that I said something out of the way to her. Given the fact that I said nothing at all to the girl, I found the whole situation a bit bizarre. After telling the new cashier that I was just mad cause I work at Walmart, Red then turns around to face me and yells “Yeah, that bitch better be lucky that my daughter won’t tell me what she said, cause I will go over there and straight check her ass. She fucking with the wrong one…”

Call me crazy or did I miss something about this entire scenario. Was I wrong for sending Red to a different register better equipted to take care of her? Since when does working at Walmart require security?

The other Cashiers who observed this situation were taken aback by the fact that I never responded to anything Red had to say. I expressed to them that arguing with her would have been futile, I know who I am, and I know who I am not and I am not the type of woman who argues with people who lack basic knowledge. Why would I risk my livelihood to appear prideful in the eyes of others?

I shared the story about Red to give a living example of how regnant these ghetto circumstances are. Ignorance is killing our people in massive numbers. You saw the trickle down effect from mother to daughter in the way the two women behaved toward me for simply doing my job. I actually felt sorry for Red and her offspring. Personal responsibility, civility and overall respect was completely absent in these lives. They judged me by the fact that I held a position that alot of people consider to be low. The funny part is though, people like me are the source of her WIC and welfare stipends. Besides, I’m sure that all of the unemployed people out here right know would love to have my job, just on the strength that it is a means to earn income.

Anywho, our behavior as a culture has always been an issue, but it’s even more serious now that we’ve made history with President Obama. I question the knowledge and integrity of all of the African Americans who are so caught up in the fact that Mr. President is a Black man.  It is not enough to simply be proud of him. What are we going to do to assist him? If you do not plan to make the necessary changes in your life to uplift your community, culture or nation in general, then what exactly is your point? If you screaming “Obama Ya’ll!!!” and you still killing the hood with drugs, murder, and larceny, what the fuck is your point? Ignorance is not bliss, that was one of the biggest lies ever told. Do we not understand the severity of our children’s illiteracy rate, not to mention the baby momma epidemic.

All I’m saying is, President Obama has given us a reason to be proud, shouldn’t we return the favor?

As Always,

Shu-Shu

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January 22, 2009 at 12:53 am

F*cks Wit Your Head: Grant Morrison on the Individual

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If all goes well this will be the first in a regular series where we bring you fascinating tidbits, random provocative thoughts, and general reality-distorting madness.

You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake.

Grant Morrison is an interesting dude. When he’s not giving Superman sun poisoning, bringing about Batman’s demise, or just introducing general chaos and craziness into the world of comic books he’s lecturing on about some pretty interesting topics.

I caught Grant Morrison in a conference with Deepak Chopra at Comic Con ’08 and I have to say it was one of the definite highlights of the convention for me. What Morrison is talking about here is essentially part of the thesis of Chopra’s Book of Secrets – the idea that there really is only one reality and we essentially dick everything up when we start dividing things into dualities and dichotomies, separating things from each other and ourselves from the world around us (including God). I’d highly recommend checking the book out (or pretty much anything by Deepak Chopra for that matter).

You can check out his entire talk at the DisInfo Conference by following the YouTube link, but I thought this part was particularly interesting.

So much of the culture I grew up in (that’s black, Hip-Hop culture to the lay folks) is built around this idea of the individual. Hell, if you can’t confidently wax poetic about how you have the most, biggest, best, baddest, worst, craziest, or [insert other erroneous adjective here] than the next man you probably shouldn’t even be thinking about becoming an emcee. (You might end up like this guy). But if you think about it doesn’t all of this cause more problems than anything else? We could be sharing stories, exchanging ideas, and generally having a grand ‘ol time, but we seem to waste a lot of time and energy trying to one up each other all for the sake of gratifying our ego.

Rather than really make much of a statement here I thought I’d just sign off quickly and leave you with a few questions:

– You think you’re unique, but how different are you on a core human level?

– What makes you one of us (or them)? What makes them (or us) not you?

– If you take a problem and stop thinking about it in terms of duality (i.e. you vs. him), what does it do for the problem?

– Would things be so much simpler if we could let go of this idea of the individual (or at least change or current definition of it)?

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January 9, 2009 at 10:45 pm

Addressing negativity. . .

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For the censored, abridged version, check here.

So for those of you who don’t know, I’m getting married (www.thomasandcarollette.com). I’ve noticed two distinct reactions from people when they learn that I’m getting married.

  1. They’re happy and congratulate me, or

  2. they’re pessimistic and sarcastic.

The latter of the two is generally from single (divorced), middle-aged Black men. Their responses generally range from cynicism to full-blown negativity. The typical reaction I get is:

::siiiiigh::, followed by a wide-eyed “Man, you SURE???”

What the fuck is this all about??? I’ll tell you.

There’s a difference between asking out of genuine concern, and trying to be a cynical asshole spewing turds of negativity atcha boy. As I mentioned, it’s generally middle-aged, divorced black guys (i.e my dad’s friends) sayin the shit to me – guys who got married either by force, or without thinking the whole thing through. As a result of their situation, they have a distorted view of marriage.

Granted, it’s not for everybody, but just because it’s not for YOU doesn’t mean you should try to talk ME out of it. Families are the cornerstone of a strong community, and our flawed family structure is part of the reason that lots of Black folks (and Americans in general) are so fucked up. . . but I digress – I won’t get on my “that’s what’s wrong wit Black folks shit.”

Fuck it, yes I will.

That’s what’s WRONG wit Black folks! Our family structure has been broken, and the “pimp” or “player” personae is glorified and emulated. Lots of us were raised outside the boundaries of a traditional (i.e – single-parent) family, and assume that since we’re not in prison or on drugs, that there’s no consequence in bringing up a child out of wedlock. There are certain qualities necessary to a child’s development that each parent brings to the table. And while it is entirely possible for a single-parent to successfully raise a child, the situation is far from ideal, and has further-reaching implications than what is readily observable on the surface.

My ol dude was never what I would call the ideal father, and we butted heads a lot. However, his presence in my life was definitely beneficial. He understood that a boy needs a man to teach him certain lessons. As well, there is a certain disciplinary hand that a father provides, which a woman just does not.

Not all of the lessons I learned from him were intentional. While he taught me valuable lessons on how to be a father, he also taught me exactly how NOT to be a husband. He provided the perfect template for the ultimate divorceable man. So in this regard, his presence was still immensely beneficial. Although I did not have the opportunity to see a healthy, functional marriage in my own household, I still have SOMETHING to build upon, instead of just going at it blindly.

Someone raised by one parent may not realize the disadvantage they’ve been given. They may say “My mama raised me without my daddy, and I turned out just fine!” They are more likely to perpetuate the single-parent epidemic plaguing our community. The lack of understanding of the big picture, mixed with the intense emotions of having a baby makes it harder to take into account the effects on society.

Strong, healthy families are the building blocks which will restore us to prominence as a people, and as a nation. This is a completely attainable goal, but it will definitely not be easy. If raising a child takes a village, imagine what it takes to raise the village.

Just some thoughts to start the year.

Happy 2009.

Written by TomDaBomb2u

January 1, 2009 at 12:00 am

The Pie

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So I was shoveling the snow the other day (yes, shoveling). I shoveled MY house, and both neighbors on either side. Then went and did my aunt’s house. Not to toot my own horn or anything, but I saw a task which needed to be done, had the means to complete said task, and finally, completed execution of the task.

I was really taken aback by how FEW people take this attitude.

Driving down 7 Mile (which I do NOT advise during a snow emergency. KWAME woulda had the streets clear…but that’s another blog), I witnessed at least 5 pick-ups just mozying down the street, their plows up, not doing anything about the slippery, slushy shit that we were all struggling through. They were undoubtedly looking for someone to pay them instead of just helping out for the general well-being of everyone else.

I saw FAR too many people with their fancy, heavy duty snow-blowers out clearing their own snow, while their NEXT-DOOR neighbor still had 6 feet of snow in front of the door preventing them from even coming out. Where is the sense of community??? Can’t complain about the price of gas being too high anymore. People are just changing. From what I understand, things didn’t used to be like this. And without being too preachy, I’m just going to say that Black people (all Americans PERIOD) need to really come together and strengthen our bonds if we are to progress to the next level.

I would like to say the next level is the point where we stop looking at each other as Black, White, Brown, and Yellow, and band together as one. We’ve already shown how self-destructive of a nation we can be (economically). Yet we’ve also shown that we’re ready to move beyond the imaginary racial lines ingrained in our American Soul from our very inception, as seen by the selection of our next President.

I want to live in an America where I can celebrate being Black, but am not ostracized for it. I want to live in an America where they don’t ask your race on applications “for statistical purposes only,” because WHY THE FUCK DOES IT MATTER??? I want to live in an America that’s more Canadian friendly, and less divided.

And it starts with me.
And you.

I know I said I wouldn’t get preachy, but I’m really passionate about this. I feel that we’ve come so far, and we’re so close to reaching a point where we can make The World proud of us again. I never understood American pride until November 4, 2008 – that’s when it became applicable to me. I’m gaining an understanding of “The American Dream.” I feel like there’s a slice of that famed (waaaaarm) American pie (wink wink) I always hear about waiting for me now!

Let’s eat, yall!

Written by TomDaBomb2u

December 20, 2008 at 5:18 pm