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Just tuning in real quick to say I did not score. I figured I wouldn't, so it's okay. If nothing else, I got fodder for my perverted day-dreams, lol. J/K. I don't think about sex all the time like that. But yeah, I will be thinking a bit about this chick for a few days. She had that ILL NA-NA!
Neway. Hope everybody had a pleasant Thanksgiving. I had a shitload of turkey, stuffing WITH onions, mashed potatoes, CRANBERRY SAUCE, pumpkin pie, sweet potato pie, but no vagina pie :-(. Daps though at the cook for some INCREDIBLE food. Very impressive.
Moving on.
You know what annoys me? Example. Soulja Boy throws together some clothing designs and hires somebody to build him a shitty website. He advertises it on his Facebook and hundreds of thousands of young-buck fools go out and buy his stuff, resulting in profits of over $100,000 within a day.
Once you are famous, that's how fucking easy it is to make money. Every time Lil Wayne posts on Facebook, for instance, you wouldn't believe how quickly people reply. Thousands reply within seconds. It's unreal. By the way, check out his PrePaid Debit Card.... sponsored fully by Discover.
That's how easy it is. They don't have to do anything. They do their rap thing (or acting thing, or singing thing, or dancing thing, or skeeting on a video thing), which is great, but it's no different than fucking writing. And then they reap rewards for the rest of their lives.
Am I hating? NO. I enjoy both of the above. It's fine. I'm just pointing out capitalism for you.
Only 1 thing is needed --> fame. Once you get that, everything else just comes. Every dream you ever had just is handed to you in a silver platter. The hard part though is getting that fame. There are people who spend all their lives trying. But because of some reason (a quirk, a discrepancy, bad luck), they never get it.
It's bullshit.
I suppose it irritates me that so many people work so hard for so little, when others work so little for so much. But fuck it. That's capitalism. And you wonder why people protest? Why people are "jealous"? And you think you'll win? Everyday more kids grow up seeing the drug dealers / bangers / musicians / artists / cartels / PIMPS around them baking in cash. I've seen it all. I personally know a pimp who drives a BMW. I've witnessed him beating his bitches. Yet he living, baby, courtesy of capitalism.
Don't be mad. You created it. It's your cherished prize. It's the system you so desire, you Capitalist Pig (middle finger @ Joe Scarborough for his "Karl Marx" remarks).
Hater? Me? Oh, never. I thrive on capitalism's fruits, including the TV shows and music. I just don't fucking pay for it because I know how to hustle. And I don't feel bad about that fact.
I don't really feel bad about anything anymore. Why should I? Why should anyone? This is a "GET MONEY" society, ladies and gentlemen. Those of you who are older don't necessarily see it yet, because it's hidden in the deepest folds of the youth's greedy belly. Plus, the growth is still rather benign. It will be a few more decades before it because readily apparent what type of society is being produced. Money over everything. Dollar, dollar bills, ya'll.
Am I a hater? No. I just say what's on my mind. Do I have anything against Soulja Boy? Absolutely not. Kid Rock? Sorry, but yeah... HE IS NOT A REAL RAPPER! And it ain't because he's white, because Yela Wolf is white and he raps real.
My point? I love capitalism's benefits. Yet I feel great angst when I think of its repercussions. What scares me the most though is our general ignorance at how dangerous capitalism is slowly becoming. Our kids are relatively stupid when compared to those from India and China. We have great clothes, awesome music and swagger galore (all of which I appreciate), but everything must be pursued in moderation. Do our kids know this? Do we know this? Did that lady who pepper-sprayed those in line at the Black Friday sale know this?
Hatorade? I prefer Gatorade. Actually, I like water best. But I also like truth, and I feel I am right in noting the great disparity that exists. Anyway. I am lucky. I am educated enough that I stand a chance of getting through the hell that awaits us. But my soul cries for the growing number of those without the skills and knowledge required to sustain themselves through the Depression that awaits us if we don't get our act together soon.... and I mean really soon.
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Ghandis Disciple (aka drunk autistic idiot)
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