Like a God (College student) among children (High School students)

Now this the story all about how
My college life is upside down
And I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there,
I'll tell you why many college students' heads are filled with air!


Before we get this show going, consider the following:
1) I came up with those lyrics myself
2) Fresh Prince of Bel-Air is one of the greatest shows of all time.
3) When a Mommy and a Daddy love each other very much, they kiss for a long time. That's where babies come from. "It's Science."

                                                                        You're welcome!


Children, there's a reason I opened up with those lyrics. Daddy is mad. Daddy is mad because he pays thousands of dollars every year and has to sit in a room with f**king idiots who have zero respect for people who bust their ass to one day make something of them self. Daddy is especially mad that he actually might have to compete with some of these people for a job one day.

In short, this is why I hate some of the people I go to school with. I put strict emphasis on the word 'some' because a lot of the people I go to school with are actually pretty bright individuals and are actually there to master their craft, or at least discover a new interest (or find out where babies do come from, or why some dogs are brown.)
I admire the hard working individual. The individual that rises early in the morning, brews that fresh cup of coffee and reads the morning's newspaper, and the same individual who waves and offers good mornings to those who pass. Their days consist of hard work and application of knowledge and work ethic (*Side note: Mornings are awful. "Eff mornings, yo.")
What I don't admire is those who show up to work/class/anything that requires using your brain, half-ass their way through the day, while causing a ruckus and ruining it for everyone else. I'm talking about the individual who doesn't belong in a College/University/anything that requires using your brain atmosphere.

Anyone who knows me well, (you all know who you are!) knows that I've wanted to be a radio broadcaster since I was thirteen years old and that I'm a pretty goal-oriented person. I know what I want and where I want to go. Even though I might not know how to get there sometimes, I do what it takes to find out and I apply myself as best as I can to achieve the goal at hand. I know that a lot of people that are reading this, share this exact feeling about their passion/goals/life.

Remember when I mentioned the, "f**king idiots who have zero respect for people who bust their ass to one day make something of them self?"
That's where they become a part of the picture I'm about to paint.

I have a class on Tuesday mornings that involves a guest speaker, specifically someone who's directly involved in the Radio Broadcasting industry, whether it be through sales, on-air work, or production. These speakers take time out of their day to speak to us and give us insight into the industry.
These are people who have been to hell and back, and lived to talk about it. (Cliche line #1)
These are people who have worked their hands to the bone. (Cliche line #2)
These are strong, independent black women who don't need no man. (...Okay, I made that last one up.)

In all seriousness, these speakers don't have to show up.

They don't need us.

To them, we're just a sea of heads that are filled with knowledge/air/crap/Slim Jim's/coffee. No matter which way I put it, it doesn't change the fact that after these guest speakers finish their presentation, they have a career to resume.  

We don't.

Sure, there are people in the program that are further ahead than others because they've got internships and they already know people in the industry, but until they've established something significant, they're just another head.

Which brings me to my main argument about students and respect. (or lack thereof)
There's certain individuals in our class that have absolutely no respect for anyone or anything. They come to class, whip out their cell phone and do one of the following (or all...)
1) Begin texting their friends about how much life sucks or how the speaker looks lame.
2) Speak at room volume while the speaker is speaking, thus making it incredibly hard for me to hear anything.
3) They laugh/giggle at words that sound funny (fart, underwear, poop.)

I don't pay thousands of dollars in tuition to sit in a class and hear the voices in my head, (Credit: Jim Craig) nor do I pay thousands of dollars in tuition to hear a conversation that consists of these phrases:
1) OMG!
2) LIKE, OMG!
3) OMG! LIKE, OMG!
4) WHAT?! OMG.
5) OH.MY.GOD.
*Side note: As convenient as lists are, I need to stop using them so much.

Earlier, I mentioned that there are individuals that bust their ass on a daily basis to master their craft and are working to be successful. There are also those who half-ass their way through it all. What makes me sick is the fact that some people who half-ass their way through everything will end up being more successful than some of those who have dedication. I'm not writing this blog entry to make enemies. I'm writing this entry to speak for those who don't speak. (Great song by No Doubt.)
I say this stuff so other people don't have to. I AM THE VOICE OF THE VOICELESS. (#lame)


I could go on and on about this, because respect is something that this planet will always be lacking. It's a never ending vicious circle that everyone is a part of, along with a million other things that this world doesn't need. I'm not trying to be a Philosopher or pretend to be some all-knowing God, but I see this kind of stuff on a regular basis and I use this blog to talk about it. It might start discussions, it might start debates. Hell, it might even start a fire/protest/rally against me. Either way, I'm not afraid to speak the truth.

Goodnight, world. /endofrant

And I thought YOU were racist? (RANT! part 2)

Less than twenty four hours after I post my Kony-Island blog entry and not one. f**king. person has posted something about Joseph Kony today. Funny how I mentioned that whole bit about most people not really caring, Mark my words that one of the following will happen:
1) This is just the calm before the storm and Kony-Island madness will return with a vengeance sometime this week.
2) It really is exactly what I said; Those who actually care will continue to do so and advocate human rights awareness. Those who pretend to care will fade away into obscurity until they find another thing to bandwagon.
Sometimes you just have to pat yourself on the back.

But enough of this madness talk. This is the rest of a fest of rant. Don't forget to 'like', comment, and pass this blog to everyone you know!

For those of you who don't know, (or refuse to pay attention to it) we live in a really bad time for music. Rock has completely lost it's edge (it's dead) and is more Pop-Rock than ever, Dub-Step is a bigger fad than guys who wear their pants below their ass, and 2011 saw arguably the biggest emergence of 'Party Rock' music, which somehow manages to make the dumbest of humans even dumber. It might sound like I hate Party Rock music, but I actually enjoy it thoroughly. The thing about 'artists' like LMFAO and 3OH!3 is that you can't judge their music based on it's lyrical content. It would be like watching Bruce Lee movies for the acting, because I guarantee you're not watching it for that purpose. Just like how you watch Bruce Lee films for the action, you listen to Party Rock music to have a good time. It's fast paced, energetic, and it often contains themes that deal with drinking, because alcoholism needs awareness too, right!?
As for Rock music, I grew up on all of my Dad's stuff (AC/DC, Van Halen, Zeppelin, Iron Maiden, and just about anything that was big at that time.) and I still listen to it today. When I hear how poppy Rock has become I just hang my head in shame.

And then there's rap music...boy do I have a f**king bone to pick with you...You make me hang my head in shame lower than anything on this planet, except for maybe ignorance and racism, 'cuz the world would be a better place without that s**t. Speaking of racism, do yourself a favour and check out, "Chicken Man" by Gillie Da Kid. I can't tell you anything other than if this is what Rap music has come to, I'm downright scared of the next decade of music. Let me borrow an excerpt from this song to explain my reasoning.

"Bitch, I'm the chicken man, I got that KFC, my n***ers cook it up, original recipe."

Uh, what? Keep in mind of the following:
1) That was only the third verse in the song
2) It's part of the chorus, which means it's repeated more than once.

                                                                   Face-f**king-palm.

How did I come across this, you say? A friend of mine sent me a link to a video on worldstarhiphop.com (under-rated site) and an ad played in front of the video I was supposed to see. It was right there that Gillie Da Kid flew in and scooped me up! (and proceeded to drop me on my head.)
I don't know why, but I couldn't stop listening to the song! Not because the song was good, (because it's f**king awwwwwwwful) but because I couldn't believe how rap seems to be the one genre that's evolved backwards at a faster rate than any other music genre. I don't care what people say, but today's rappers are tarnishing the genre. Ask Gillie Da Kid who his inspirations were in rap, because I'm willing to bet that names like Dr. Dre, Ice Cube, and Jay-Z are just a few of many names that come up. I'm also willing to bet even more that Dre, Cube and Jigga want absolutely nothing to do with Gillie Da Kid. If you've ever seen the film Get Him to the Greek, then you know what I'm about to show you. Just watch this scene and every time you hear the name, "Chocolate Daddy" substitute it with, "Gillie Da Kid."

                                                             This needs to happen more.

I don't know what's worse, the fact that a record label thought 'Chicken Man' was a good idea, or that guys like Jay-Z are allowing this to happen. I'm just waiting to find out that Gillie was doing a show, when out of nowhere, Jigga and Kanye West kick his ass off the stage and do, "N**gas in Paris" for twelve hours straight.

Before I conclude this, don't forget to 'like', comment, and pass this blog to everyone you've ever known in the history of ever. Thank you.

To close, I present to you Mr. Donald Gover, aka Childish Gambino. He's a pretty solid rapper and I'll be at his show in two weeks, so expect a review of that! Here's a little taste for the kids in the mean time.

Oh and by the way. Dub Step is a fad. I don't care who gets pissed off by that. It's a fact.

In a Ranting Sort of Mood...

Ladies and gentleman, can I please have your attention. I've just been handed an urgent and horrifying news story. I need all of you, to stop what you're doing and listen! I need a Twitter. Like, really bad. I'm finding more and more that I have small thoughts on my mind that I want to let out, but on a WAY bigger scale than just writing it down and keeping it on file. I'm really considering it and it's looking more and more likely that I'll be getting a Twitter account. I've got a sports podcast coming out soon (HOSTED BY MYSELF AND MATT PHILIPS!) that needs CONSTANT exposure. That podcast needs more exposure than this ridiculous Kony s**t going on. 

And SPEAKING of ridiculous s**t, this whole thing about Joseph Kony has got a crazy hold on the media world. This ranks between hashtags (#lame) and Antoine Dodson on my social media ridiculousness list.

(Curious as to what #1 on that list is? - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oHg5SJYRHA0) 

In all seriousness though, if you don't know who or what a Joseph Kony is, do yourself a favour and get educated about this issue because something like this does need to be known. If you're reading this, you know the story, and you're spreading the word about it, that's great. Keep doing what you're doing. If you're a young teen/adult who has nothing better to do in life than complain about how much your life sucks because you can't be bothered to put in any work towards anything, or your weekend routine involves drinking, sitting at McDonalds, (#occupy) or if your opinion of law enforcement is, "lolfuckthapolice", then stay the f**k away from anything that involves Joseph Kony. Or anything that involves me. 

                                                                      KONY 2012

Staying on track, the past 24 hours has been nothing but Kony-Island madness. Facebook is infected with videos, statuses, photo memes and really cruel jokes about African children (How many African kids does it take -- hmm, too early?). I'm seeing many positive messages throughout Facebook and people are making an honest effort to spread awareness about this issue, but what absolutely makes me shudder is when I hear the mouth of an ignorant teenager/adult open. While I've heard some really good things about the awareness of Kony's actions, I've heard twice as much stupidity coming from individuals who have nothing better to say than, "If I had a gun and I was in Africa, I'd find that mother f**ker and blow his f**king brains out. No mercy. Just blood."

Jesus Christ, when the hell did so many people start trying to impersonate Floyd Mayweather or Lars Ulrich?  

* side note: Kids, NEVER EVER repeat what Floyd Mayweather or Lars Ulrich say. #badman

* Extra side note: Ulrich isn't a bad drummer, but anytime he opens his mouth I want to stuff my fist in it. There's a reason he's the drummer of Metallica and not the lead singer. Hetfield probably agrees.

                           Can somebody get him a Thesaurus? Dictionary? Hooked On Phonics?

The people that have the mentality I mentioned earlier are what makes things like MTV or Ke$ha thrive. They're the same people who bastardize the English language with words like 'swag' or 'doe'. What I find equally ridiculous is the amount of people who are posting these videos and photos, but don't actually care about the result of what happens to Kony or these children in Africa. It's those same people who complain about their lives constantly and have that, "there will be blood" mentality about Kony. They just want to shift the misery of their own life to something else temporarily. I can't stand it when people pretend to act like they care about a major issue, when in reality, as long as they've got a roof over their head and food in their stomach, they could care less about what's going on in the world. It annoys the hell out of me when people who know nothing about anything try acting like they've just learned everything about anything. It does nothing but make you look Lars Ulrich. (Lars Ulrich = an idiot. Not just in truthful terms, but in English language terms)

Enough ranting for tonight. This is only the first part of my two or three part rant (It might be two and half if I'm feeling lazy.) Tomorrow's rant includes teenagers, law enforcement, cartoons, and some truly terrible, terrible rap music. Expect it to be one massive facepalm.

Please 'like', comment, and share this blog with your friends. I'm not a writer by nature, but I have a writer's attitude. I need to constantly be validated. It's pretty much the only thing that makes me feel good about myself. Also, I'm open to suggestions and questions pertaining to the blog, so give me a shout!

To close this entry, I leave with you with this:

Invincible - Machine Gun Kelly

Cheers.