It has been said that travelling is the only thing that can be purchased which makes a person richer. The wealth one finds in travelling to far-away places isn’t a monetary gain; it is an increase in the currency of perspective. Hamza Makonnen shares his new found take on aspects of his native Hip-Hop culture, life in America & the Middle East after living in various Middle Eastern countries as an English teacher for four years.
In this social media age of “Hey, look at me!” Is there really space for lil’ old me? Well, “Lil ‘Old Me” actually isn’t little at all. Standing at 6’3, weighing over 200 lbs, I’m only little next a size Shaq sized mountain of a person. My Adonis like height aside, on social media I might as well be 5’6 because all the bragging, boasting and posting selfies every damn day just isn’t who I am.
The cloth I’m cut from isn’t the scarf my lady wraps her doobie in. I’m actually from the era when men weren’t overly concerned with beautifying themselves and taking pictures 40 times a day. Dammit, I just marginalized black male masculinity the same way my pops and uncles did, but guess what? I really don’t give a f**k.
What does this have to do with my social media presence? Actually it has a lot to do with it. Being that my voice or ability to articulate myself is probably my most marketable talent, I’m nowhere near maximizing my potential just for the simple fact I’m not a “wake up,, go “live” while brushing my teeth then post a selfie 5 times a day” type of dude.
I always bump into homies and loved ones when I’m making my rounds around NYC and some of them are famous, but while sharing an embrace with my people I never feel the need to stop a stranger to take a pic of us together because my life isn’t the Truman Show. Yall remember that Jim Carrey movie where the main character comes to realize his entire life is actually a reality show type of spectacle with people watching his every move? Yea. Well that’s what the average Joe does as a past-time nowadays. He makes a spectacle of his life.
What are they promoting or talking about? Usually its not a got damn thing. They’re just doing it because they can. Now please don’t take this as hate because it isn’t.
I can’t even front on my own blog. Of course, it’s hate. I hate that most of these ppl usually have absolutely nothing to market or promote or say. Nothing. Some just smoke. Other nod their heads to their favorite tunes. They’re promoting themselves without even having any type of product or service to sell “all of their followers”.*insert sarcasm*
So as a result, I can’t be as reserved or laidback as I normally am. Noooo, I can’t because when in Rome you must do as the Romans do. So here I am rambling and throwing shade at boring, uninteresting and/or downright “trying-too-hard-for-attention” ass people.
Hey. If you’re going to demand an audience at least make it worth their while. Make your content so damn amazing and engaging that people are drawn to you like broke chicks are drawn to a “Ladies Free before 12” party.
Just to be clear I’m not anti social media at all. I’m anti the anti social, ego inflating habits that social media encourages. We need to restore some semblance of order or prepare ourselves for more Umar Johnson/Soulja Boy level stupidity lampooning itself as normal behavior. I’m sorry, I won’t let that happen. Until next time, which will probably be in a few days just on the strength of the high frequency of fuckery out there, I salute you all.
With Father’s Day coming around we are sure to see loads of fathers proudly displaying their children on social media posts. Little boys dressed like dad while the father smiles with pride or little girls with smiles beaming from ear to ear as they pose for a picture with the first man they ever loved. Just as with Mother’s Day, Father’s Day is probably the most well-meaning holiday you’re gonna find in America. Parenting is a special thing that only others who have reared a child can appreciate. I know love and all its variations. Love IS love, but no love compares to the love a parent has for its child or a child to a parent. While professing our love and adoration for parenting or our parents is quite normal, there has been an increasing amount of mothers who have claimed Father’s Day for themselves. No they aren’t post-op transsexuals, rather they are normal women with all the normal parts. The only thing that’s not normal is that they’re claiming fatherhood.
Is Afrika Bambatta the Jerry Sandusky of Hip-Hop? Or is Jerry Sandusky the Afrika Bambatta of college football?
I wonder how many people wake up with “Criticize Michael Jordan” on their “To-Do” list. Obviously, a Pew Research Poll isn’t available, but from what I see online the hate is never-ending. Countless memes are referring to the internet rumor of him investing 20 million dollars into private prison facilities, which to date no documents have surfaced to prove this rumor correct. Mention of the Chamillionaire incident where Jordan allegedly refused the rapper’s request for a picture then stated “I don’t take pics with niggas.” Blame for the deaths which were allegedly caused by his high end basketball shoes. There’s also the ever present argument that he has not “done enough” to address the social ills in the Black community.
Most recently, former NBA all-time scoring champion, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, weighed in on the latter argument in the case of “The People of the Community vs. Michael Jordan”. Abdul-Jabbar feels Jordan chose “Commerce over Conscious” and will “have to live with his choices”, whatever that means. All of this purportedly stems from a comment made by Jordan 25 years ago about “Republicans buy shoes also”.
Good Morning. Be Progressive. Think Forward. Seize the Day.