20.12.05

gangsta tuesdays

my heart swells with the ghetto sounds of hip-hop every tuesday... here are some tight tune swoooons.

k, outkast... seriously. these guys are so incredibly good and talented and they tickle my mind and my ears with their unlike-any-other music, hip hop with a southern twang, it's like a contradiction that usually only exists in parallel universi. pieces to outkast for being so effin' good.

elevators (me & you) off atliens makes me all frikken warm inside. they done come a long way like them slim ass cigarettes.

..me & you, your momma & your cousin too
rollin down the strip on vogues
comin up slammin cadillac doors
..

and rosa parks... mikey used to to rap and sing that to me over the phone, his sweet little mid-western "ah-ha"s have been branded in my subconscious... there is no more beautiful a sound.

eminem! slim shady bitches!

the man is a poet. as someone who loves the craft of stringing together sentences and phrases and words, i can't help but appreciate this man and his writing skill. i mean shit, listen to this:

So to the parents of America
I am the derringer aimed at little Erica to attack her character
The ringleader of this circus of worthless pawns
Sent to lead the march right up to the steps of Congress
and piss on the lawns of the White House
To burn the {flag} and replace it with a Parental Advisory sticker
To spit liquor in the faces of this democracy of hypocrisy
Fuck you Ms. Cheney! Fuck you Tipper Gore!
Fuck you with the free-est of speech
this Divided States of Embarassment will allow me to have
Fuck you!


i couldn't have said it better, i don't even think edgar allen poe, william shakespeare and jack kerouac rolled together into one super-writing entity could have put it any other way.

and the dido diddy in stan is kinda pretty. so shoot me or whatever.

the morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey, but your picture on my wall
it reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad


just anotha gangsta tuesday, hoz.






Currently listening:

Get Rich or Die Tryin'

By 50 Cent

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why bush isn't time magazine's man of the year

david letterman:

the number one sign you're not going to be time magazine's person of the year...

you did this:

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19.12.05

dead man eating

dead man eating

wow. just when you think you've seen the worst of our species, fuckoffs like this make a goddamn web site. classy, fellas, real classy. i wonder why it's so hard for death penalty supporters to realize that yes, even murderers on death row have innocent family members and friends who love them, who suffer the loss in much the same way the victim's family does? would anyone in their right mind consider, even for a brief moment, recording the last meals of murder victims, for shits and fucking giggles? no. because it lacks tact.






Currently listening:

Speakerboxxx/ The Love Below

By OutKast

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18.12.05

july 14th, 1976



yeah. canadian news broadcasters are dry. bite it. but effin thank goooodness we have the ndp.

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17.12.05

dogg penn

STARS' TOOKIE GRIEF
MOVIE stars Sean Penn, Danny Glover and Jamie Foxx are set to attend the funeral of executed former gang leader Stanley "Tookie"Williams.

Rapper Snoop Dogg will also join thousands of mourners in Los Angeles early next week. All the stars had campaigned for mercy for Williams, a founder of the Crips gang in LA.

Williams, 51, was killed by lethal injection on Tuesday. He took 36 minutes to die.

California governor Arnold Schwarzenegger refused to spare him even though he had reformed after being convicted of four murders in1979


man, could sean penn be any cooler? i mean aside from being a fucking incredible actor, the man goes to iraq to see what's going on first hand, he goes to new orleans and rescues people with his own hands after katrina, and now he's not afraid to show his support for tookie. that is a real man, my friends, a real man.






Currently listening:

Greatest Hits

By Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

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16.12.05

karma's a bitch, arnie

Politicians in Arnold Schwarzenegger's Austrian hometown collected signatures Thursday in a campaign to have his name removed from a sports stadium for supporting capital punishment.

it's only just begun, fuckwad.






Currently listening:

Ghosts of the Great Highway

By Sun Kil Moon

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15.12.05

yet another

DNA clears man in mother-in-law's murder - COLUMBUS, Ohio -- DNA evidence from a cigarette butt cleared a man imprisoned for seven years in the rape and murder of his mother-in-law, and the charges against him were dropped Thursday.

164 people have been exonerated from death row to date in the usa. source: the innocence project

this man was not on death row... imagine what that number would be like if it included the number of men cleared and released from serving life sentences.






Currently listening:

Antics

By Interpol

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13.12.05

greetings from average joe

Hey Guys,
here I sit - not on death row for the time being, rather at the Orange Country Jail. Back for a court hearing. One to hopefully get my sentence thrown out and maybe win freedom.

I say maybe, because you never know with the courts or the political climate. But, still I have the chance. Which is surprising after 29 years, or amazing. To be seen though !

The jail is a fish bowl type of jail. Round, plexi glass across the front and back of each cell. You can see all the way across the floor. Every cell. So suffice to say - there is no privacy. Add to that cameras everywhere. Yet, now that I´ve been here for a month, I ignore them - go with my life each day. Unlike at UCI.

I have an incredible view. I´m on the 5th floor - overlooking the parking lot and roads - where visitors come and go ! Busy every day. And when it rains or storms I can watch the rain comming from a mile away. Clouds nearby. Lightening - right in front of my eyes. Birds gliding and landing on the roof in front of me. Life going on. Makes me want to be a part of it ! I´m smiling as I say that. Its so close ! Freedom just outside my window. Grrrrrowllll !

I´m in an 8 man pod. Locked in my cell all day - except for the use of phone or shower. And no one to talk to ! Rest of the pod is inhabited by mental patients. Oh I´ve tried a couple of times while out for the phone. One guy asks, don´t I know you ? I ask where from ? He says, last week at the Miami Dolphins football game. Row 10 ! I looked - felt odd for a second. Cause it was so rediculous. But the guy had this hopeful look on his face. Almost as if - if I remember these things I am ok. Right. I thought for a second and smiled. Said yeah. Hell of a game wasn´t it. He smiled so big. Seemed relieved or grateful. Saying yeah - yeah - sure was.

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Gimme Fiction

By Spoon

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we are doomed

"On a small plywood stage erected in front of the post office (San Quentin, California 94964) under a giant papier-mache figure of Mahatma Gandhi, speakers took turns praising the work of Williams, who authored several books while on death row warning young people against the gang lifestyle. At 10:30 p.m., less than two hours before the execution, a speaker announced that "Stan is in good spirits." At 11:15 p.m, a former gang member named Diego Garcia thanked Williams for saving him, by persuading him to turn his life around. A woman who claimed to be a descendant of Geronimo offered a chant in Cherokee. At 11:30, a small round of "All we are saying is give Tookie a chance" to the melody by John Lennon broke out.

Two minutes later, a speaker announced that Schwarzenegger had denied a second reprieve requested by Williams's lawyers. There is a slight gasp and strains of "We Shall Overcome" waft over the crowd. People started lighting candles. In an inexplicable moment of tastelessness, a local radio personality took the stage to promote a hip-hop CD for Williams. Young people reading passages from Williams's anti-gang books shared the stage with various adult speakers, one of whom compared Williams's struggle to that of civil rights icon Rosa Parks. Another invoked John F. Kennedy. It was one minute before midnight, just before the execution was to begin and many in the crowd were weeping. While most of the speakers on stage were young and African-American, the audience was predominately white and older. A friend of Williams took the stage to tell of his final moments that afternoon with Tookie. "He said 'whatever happens, I'm okay. My conscience is clear.'" A rabbi implored the crowd not to leave at 12:01 when the execution was scheduled to begin. "It can take 10 to 15 minutes until the execution is completed," he warned. "We have to see this through."

At 12:35 a.m. Stanley Tookie Williams was pronounced dead."


from: Thousands Rally as Tookie Dies

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the response...

a post-tookie-clemency-denial text message conversation with my boyfriend:

me: arnold said no. they'll kill him at midnight.

bf: what a fuckin austrian muscle fucker shit pirate

me: yes. exactly. i hope there are riots and he gets raped in the ass by a silverback gorilla freed from the zoo by rioting crips.

a post-tookie-clemency-denial text message conversation with joel:

me: arnold denied him clemency

joel: fuck... when is it happening?

me: tonight. midnight.

joel: barbaric. so much for fucking progress.

me: i know. i can't say i'm suprised, but so fucking sad. i hope arnold gets the bird flu and it's determined he got it from screwing a chicken.

joel: or gets mowed down by gang members and butt fucked by a bunch of crazed gorillas.

me: woah. i just said almost that exact thing to my bf.

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12.12.05

last straw

what an amazing world we live in. seriously, what a fucking incredible world we live in. i can't imagine living amongst more respectable people, i couldn't fucking be prouder of my fellow human beings.

tookie to be murdered

nice. really, what good is this going to do? can ANYONE give me one good thing that will come out of this? ANYONE?

his blood is on your hands. i hope you're glad you decided to watch the simpsons instead of write to arnold. i hope you can live with yourself knowing that you decided the hockey game was better than devoting five minutes to voicing your opinion about the wrong that is going to be committed here. i really, really hope you can sit down and reflect on this, as poison flows through this man's veins, as his organs cease to function and he can no longer breathe, he can no longer write the books that have saved children from gang life, he can no longer talk groups of gang members out of committing any further acts of violence, he can no longer save any more lives, i really hope that as this man's life stops, you feel ok with yourself, knowing you did sweet fuck all.

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7.12.05

ack

i cannot imagine missing anyone more than i miss this man:

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syzygy part iv

i stopped talking to mike. i was pregnant. i wanted the baby. i wanted the baby's father in it's life. i didn't want the baby to be born into this kind of tension and anger and violence. i didn't want to be called a whore anymore and i didn't want to suffer any further injury at the hands of my husband. so i stopped talking to mike.

i was also very concerned with my pregnancy and the affects of my drug addiction. as soon as i had found out i was going to have a baby, i told my mom i'd been doing drugs again and asked for her help to kick. she stayed with me for two days while i did, forcing me to drink water to flush my system. finally free of drugs, i was feeling incredibly sad. i'd never not had mike in my life since he entered it. i was alone all night, every night. i was sinking into a deep depression and stopped doing anything at all. my cousin, jessica, would come over to keep me company in jeremy and mike's absence. i thought this is what jeremy wanted, no more mike.

i was terribly wrong. jessica's presence was beginning to irritate jeremy. he'd even become jealous of her. he was convinced i was sleeping with my friend erick and banned him from the house. when i argued with him at all, he would get so frighteningly angry. he would get violent, pulling my hair, punching, hitting. he began doing this in front of jessica, and one day when he came after me with a broom, jessica put a stop to it. she held her cell phone, with 9-1-1 dialed and said if he took a step closer to me, she'd press send. we then took off to the bus stop and he followed. he stood there in front of me while we waited for the bus, calling me horrible names and spitting on me. jessica held strong with her thumb on the send button. finally, the bus came and i made it to my parents house.

after a long talk with my parents and jessica, i decided i was going to leave him. there really was no other option. i felt like an incredible failure. i felt like what everyone had told me when we married was right and i was wrong. i had assured so many people that i was doing the right thing, that we loved each other. i had to eat my words. i hated eating my words.

one last time i saw jeremy as i collected my things from our house with jessica, my mom and my best friend, carrie. he went after all of them, he punched a dent in my mom's car, he yelled and screamed and called names and carrie lured him away from us long enough to pull out of the driveway and let her hop in the car. i never saw him again. but i did get continuing phone calls at my parents house. we never answered and he just left messages with such sentiments as "i'm going to put a shiny bullet in your pretty little head". it only made me feel better about leaving. i didn't have room for anymore anger.

the baby didn't happen. i was devastated. my heart was heavy. i missed my husband. or who he had been when i married him. it hurt so much to find out he cared so little for me. i was getting drunk every night with my friends. i'd drink til i puked then drink some more. anything, even 40s of old e.

but the hardest part was telling mike what was happening.

there was an evening, i'd left him a message to call me at my folks' place. he called. i told him everything that had happened. i'd never heard him so angry before. he started talking about rounding up some guys and going to smash jeremy's face in. i spent the entire night on the phone with mike trying to convince him that jeremy wasn't worth going to jail for.

to be cont'd...






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Zenyatta Mondatta [Digipak]

By The Police

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4.12.05

postcard

my mom & dad wrote this: the vancouver sun - Visitors survived Wilma's wrath only to face threat of disease

and this: the province - Hurricane survivors glad to be back home

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2.12.05

a thousand leaves

while you all sat fat, jiggly and retarded soaking up the venom of entertainment tonight reporting on tom cruise's 200000 dollar sonar, this happened:

Double killer is nation's 1,000th execution

ehhh... and your country is so much better for it, huh? i mean, murder has almost ceased in all states that have the death penalty. people from other countries feel totally safe and at home travelling through your vast, peaceful land. the world looks upon you with nothing but envy and love. really, good on ya fuckwads. keep killing. remain stuck to the ways of medieval monarchs and fascist regimes. stay back there in the past.

keep setting that example. maybe by the happy holiday season next year, more countries will join in. hey maybe some more civilians will join in! maybe we can have a full-on killing movement. imagine the streets running red with the blood of vengeance! making every last citizen on this earth a victim or the family of a victim of murder. kill kill kill! yay!

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1.12.05

wrecka wisdom

rebecca the wrecka is currently SMASHed in my brand new living room. she's mumbling to herself on the hardwood floor, next to the optical fireplace. and just before i stumbled into my bedroom, i helped her take off her coat and she said, "i didn't mean to shit this out, but eventually someone will need to help you take off your overcoat sooner or later".

words. of. wisom. courtesy of the nelken.

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