Shawty Lo New Show. Its Offical Black America we failed.
Move over Cosby Family, Move over My Wife and Kids, Move over 1 on 1, Move over Family Matters, Hell move over Chance and Eddie from Noah’s Arc …move over every other positive black family image that has made it to television because Shawty Lo and all 10 of his baby mama’s are coming to Oxygen next year!
you can check out the details of the show from a great article from News 1 by clicking ths link http://newsone.com/2113581/shawty-lo-all-my-babies-mamas-oxygen-reality-show/
Shawty Lo . His 10 baby mamas, 11 children, and 19 year old girlfriend. Photo credit to Oxygen.
In short Shawty Lo and all ten of his baby mamas have been given a reality TV show depicting their lives and struggles and drama that is sure to ensue amongst them. Not only is it the the 10 baby mamas, but its 11 kids, oh and did i mention a “girlfriend” who is 19 which is like a year older than his oldest child (shaking my damn head….. i cant even put it in short hand)
Yep! This is what the Black family image has come to on American Cable Television.
And as disappointing as i am that this was even thought of and promoted on Mainstream TV, I can not put any blame but on anyone but us! BLACK PEOPLE!
Although I may not use perfect grammar and editing on my blog (frankly i don’t feel like i have to write in perfect prose to express my feelings about the world) I do have a B.A. in Communication with a specific interest in Journalism and a concentration in American Political Studies. And if there is one thing I know from studying and participating in the media industry (and even more so in politics) that television (and politicians ) gives (and tell) people what they want (and what they want to hear).
Im sure there is a valid argument to be made about the rich white executives who are behind this mess but ladies and gentlemen the blame is on YOU the TV watching public.
Anyone who knows me personally know that from day ONE of garbage “reality” shows like Real Housewives of Atlanta and Flavor of Love and Bad Girls Club I have LOATHED and spoken out against and DARE NOT watch a single episode of that mess. (I usually don’t stand on my soap box about things but after seeing countless news reports about episodes of women fighting , bitching, and pulling each other weaves out just to come back and either fight some more or make up about the whole situation in the reunion show I decide that I just couldnt and wouldnt support such garbage).
Not only is every show concept the same what makes me even more upset is people flocking (like grandma to see her day time soaps in the country) to see what the latest drama or cat fight is and then (thanks to twitter) stan for these people who actually have no other career or accreditation to their name BUT the reality show ( reference Kim from RHOA back story)
It is this uniformed flock and trend (as expressed on social networks whenever the show is airing ) that has allowed for one show to beget another show, which spins off to ANOTHER show, which expands to the SAME show in different cities.
All the same shit, with a different cast based on location , wealth, and race.
Meanwhile executives are making bank because guess what? what they don’t get from black tv views, they will recast and make white and get the trailer park viewers. What they don’t get from low income white viewers, they will repackage and present with upper class more rich affluent cast. (Im just waiting on Real House Wives of Mexico and Little China next)
As mad as I (and some of you) are about this mess that Shawty Lo and his harem will be presenting next year on Oxygen i cant help but tell you that it is your fault that it is happening.
We allowed the ratings to sore for these shows and support the garbage they present FULL HEARTLEDLY and sooooo having seen that we will watch (buy into, support, promote,) ANYTHING …TV exects will continue to DE-evolve television because (guess what you guys ( Drum Roll please……..) they know you will watch it.
And if you are not watching Black America best believe the World and White America is watching . Watching and laughing all the way to the Bank
Meanwhile this is the legacy we leave behind for the next generation.
I can’t I just can’t
The Kyng Has Spoken (and almost barfed)
The Christmas Spirit Found!
(Thanks to a sudden case of the stomach flu yesterday I didn’t get to realease this blog post but the spirit of the post (although late) remains the same.
Family, gifts giving, gift receiving, food, drinks, holiday music NOTHING was putting me in the Christmas spirit. And then it happened.
Im in Oklahoma for the holiday visiting my Brother and we all went to a Christmas Eve service. I won’t get into the religious aspects of the service or that of Christmas (frankly speaking having grown up strict Christian even THAT get old after awhile) because that , although how beautiful it was , was not the thing that finally put that cheer in my heart. No no it wasn’t the songs, or the candle lighting, the Christmas scriptures or the communion but it was what happen after all that , that made my heart grow from “two sizes too small” (did you catch the reference)
As we walked out of the muti racial mid sized “mega church” in broken arrow Oklahoma suddenly the magic word were said and my Grinch Spirit was broken
“Merry Christmas brother!” “Merry Christmas Sister !” “Merry Christmas Children !”
Here we were random black folk from South Carolina in church we have never attended but non of that matter the people reached out and hugged us and wished us “Merry Christmas” like we were family. It was contagious . From young to old, black, white, native american it ranged through the sanctuary from person to person “Merry Christmas Merry Christmas” accompanied with big smiles, church hugs, and firm handshakes where applicable.
It finally hit me. The Christmas spirit . That magical moment (and literally sometimes it is just a moment) where your heart is over taken by joy, you have a smile brighter and bigger than the Christmas Eve moon, and you have the uncontrollable urge to hug the closet person.
This beautiful moment of humanity and instantaneous out pouring of love for people that just walked in to their church (late no less) was powerful enough to believe in the human spirit after the tragedy of a gunman walking into an elementary school.
Maybe all hope isn’t lost after all
The Kyng Has Spoken
Morning Wood The SOLUTION (Hillarious)
As i was going through my Twitter feed this morning (don’t ask what i was searching ) I found this HILARIOUS
courtesy of Google images
post about the problems with Morning Wood and that ever faithful morning potty break. Seriously EVERY guy should appreciate this blog. Not only is hit well written and funny as heck but, it actually offers real life solutions to the issues . Girls you may even get a good laugh too!! Click the link below for the blog.
Christmas Spirit …(sigh) Part II
Ok so its night before Christmas and all through the house , we’re trying to find the Christmas spirit like a cat chasing a mouse.
Sometimes find the Christmas spirit is harder than finding F*&ks to give about Brandy’s new album…but I digress.
So in part one we looked at finding the Christmas spirit in Gift Giving/Receiving …yea that didn’t work well so let explore another area Family.
Well we should find some Christmas Spirit here. Moms Dads Brothers Sisters Cousins Aunties Uncles Nieces Nephews all under one roof. All together in one place at one time. Throw in food, spiked egg nog, and Christmas wine and liquor and surely the Christmas spirit should be all around you like the glory of the Christ child in the manger ! Grandma backing cookies with the grand kids and all the aunties bring their favorite dish. Family pictures by the fireplace and Christmas lights watching. I mean does it get any better than that? Are you tingling with Christmas Spirit yet ? Feeling like sugar plum fairies yet? LOL
No? Well let me count the ways
12 bad ass children
11 hours driving
10 farts from old folks
9 hours wit family
8 tacky sweaters
7 Family Photos
6 crying babies
5 CRAPPY GIFTS
4 cups of liquer
3 over full plates
2 first ready to punch
and 1 really really aggravated member of this freaking family!!!!!!!!!
Family, while precious ,after the initial 30 minutes is more likely to suck up the Christmas spirit out of you faster than the Dyson vacuum you bought grandma this Christmas. So no I guess we can’t count on family for Christmas spirit
So where exactly can we find this Christmas spirit ? I ‘ll give you my answer in the next blog post
The Christmas Spirit ….sigh (Part 1)
HELLO my guys girls and gays …yet again it has been forever since i posted but i promise I’m going t get my act together real soon. Just stand by .
Its the night before the night before Christmas and honestly I can say I don’t quite have the Christmas spirit. That may be the inspiration for this post. I hate to be a negative Nancy or should a say a “Grinch” but is it just me or does it seem that the older you get the less the whole Christmas Spirit comes around? I mean anyone who knows me knows I love my family and I love spending time with them but I don’t need Christmas to do that. I do it year round.
So if like me you are a family person all year then where else could we draw our Christmas Spirit . I guess the likely answer would be the gifts. Welp if you are in the 25 to 35 age bracket you are trying to find a way to balance being independent and paying bills AND buying people gifts (most of which you probably cant afford) then Christmas gifts become more of a hassle and balancing the budget matter than something that brings joy. After all it is better to give than to receive right? So yea no solace from the buying of the gifts maybe we can find some Christmas Spirit in the getting of the gifts.
Ok Ok gift getting ….I think we may be getting some where with this one. A day where people you know and love attempt to show how much they love you buy giving you a gift they hope make sense and you like. What could go wrong? Well , the answer is A LOT. LOL I think gift giving/getting time while suppose to be a joyous moment often can be come that Awkward turtle when the gift you unwrap makes no sense to you our your life but yet there you have a room full of family (who have no doubt pour blood sweat and tears into finding the gift for you ) staring at you with big Disney eyes and bated breath waiting for your reactions which (god help us all) better be good or in the that one moment the one twinkling of an eye the exchange can go from a outward expression of an internal love to that awkward moment feeling like when you unwrapped a box of condoms in ya moms bedroom …….yea…imma let you sit in that one for a minute……whew. So there you are with this gift that you probably don’t like but nevertheless what do we do? We smile and say thank you like it is the best thing in the world while secretly looking for the gift receipt so you can take that bitch right back to the store tomorrow and get the greatest gift of all Money . Even if it is 17.50
To be continued…..
As Long As You Love Me…
{The Below Blog Was started last November ..now that I am off hiatus i finish the blog post below )
HELLO WORLD !! I Know it has been a while but matters of the heart seem to always bring me back to writing. Hopefully I will do this more frequently.
I started this blog post with a Instacollage I made a few weeks ago (its currently my cover on twitter @kyng_sufiiix ) because 1) ya’ll haven’t seen me in a while and 2) it shows 4 of my many different sides and their not perfectly posed…they are just snap shots of me in the purest form having fun with the camera. Which brings me to my point……as long as someone could love the face they saw above in the collage and didn’t see anything wrong….i would be satisfied and (dare i say it) Happy.
This whole idea for this blog came from listening to the Justin Bieber song “As Long As You Love Me”
(Here is the link to the lyrical version http://youtu.be/arm3eqOtavk)
Recently I have been on a emotional roller coaster and this song took me on another ride. I realized that this song epitomizes my love belief . In the song Justin sings:
“As long as you love me , we could be starving, we could be homeless, we could be broke. As long as you love me , I’ll be your Silver, I’ll be your Platinum, I’ll be your Gold long as Love me”
{END ORIGINAL DRAFT}
Although I started this draft more than 6 months ago the message is still the same. When it comes to love I am quite simple just love me.
At the age of 25 i am BEYOND over the materialistic things. I have been self sufficient and able to take care of myself (and others ) by myself since high school. I do not need a man to be buy me ANYTHING . I do not need help with my bills or with taking care of myself. You do not even have to pay for our date ( It would be nice tho) I just want love.
After a long day at work I want to come home to my baby’s loving arms. Dinner doesn’t even have to be made. Just having someone to come home to and fall into is really all i need. We can figure out the rest as we go.
Going to sleep wrapped in your lovers arm and waking up next to who you think is the most beautiful man/woman in the world is indescribable.. or at least how i imagine it would be is indescribable.
Having that one person i can come home too that wants to (or can pretend to) want to know all about my problems and issues and “skizims”
Thats really all this simple country boy wants.
I saw a quote the other week on Facebook that said love isnt so much about finding someone you are ultimately compatible with but finding the someone who can accept you incompatibility.
Whoever wrote this song for Bieber really hit it on the head. I do not need your money or riches just make me feel like I am the one who is platinum, sliver and gold. Make me feel like im your everything and I ll do whatever it takes to make it work
The Kyng has spoken ! Now you take a turn leave me a comment !
The Return of the Kyng
HELLOOOOOOOOO is anybody still reading??? LOL I have been gone waaaaayyyy to long! As of October I restarted my Video portion of the blog but I have neglected my written portion. Well good news I’M COMING BACK !!!
No matter how much i would like to think otherwise…it’s my written blog that was the most successful. I think its easier to maintain than the video and I tend to be able to type up stories from my life faster than i can produce a video.
That being said I look forward to sharing with you all once again the madness that is my life!!
YOU are STILL HIS CHILD!
(I started this entry last summer and decided to finish and revisit this issue)
Hello my guys, girls and gays in my beautiful Kyngdom. I know it has been a very long time but, sometimes the best blog post are written out of pain. I got a phone call yesterday from someone close to me. I was happy to see this person had called and thought they were calling to check on me or see how life was going. As the conversation dragged on I knew from the tone of voice that something was up. And then the question came ” my spouse saw a picture of you and we were unsure if that was make up on your face or not…i thought it wasn’t…but i was calling to just make sure….ya know I’m not sure I could get with that….if it was”
Now i could get into the who, what, when, where, and why. I could get into that im 24 and 3 months from being 25. I could discuss or ask the questions why x person was on my page and furthermore why the heck it would matter. I could do all theses things but I am not. Instead I want to use this as the launch pad for the following message ” You are STILL HIS CHILD”
Take a listen to this song
I cried this morning as the above song played on repeat as i walked to my bus stop. Anyone who knows me know that the morning walk is my time to pray and talk to God. This morning He decided to talk to me through this song and I wanted to share the message with you. Moses Hogan, the composer for this song wrote the following lyrics:
I may not be all that you are….
I may not be a shining star….
but what I am…
I thank the Lord for making me his child.
{End of original entry}
Here we are almost one year after the original phone call and the draft of this entry and I find myself hanging on to this song and the message of this song.
Being a black gay male is hard enough in today’s society but when you add on the addition of an religious and anti homosexual father with an wicked and divisive wife it makes matters worst . BUT no matter how much trouble i may get from those two I stand on the aforementioned song lyrics and I encouraged and dare you all to stand on them too.
Understand this, no matter who you are , no matter who you sleep with , no matter your race, color, creed, ethnicity , sexuality , or otherwise ….you have to be TRUE TO YOURSELF.
Mr Hogan writes in the first two lines of the song from the perspective of someone who was no doubt shunned by the people around him …… maybe someone like his parents (I may not be all that you are) , someone who had been compared to others and the works of others maybe a sibling or cousin and someone who was generally down about who they were (I may not be a shining star).
But then this person whom we may assume lacks self confidence about himself has an epiphany …a moment of self actualization (if you will) and says “BUT what i am …
Now forgive me for having a preacher moment right here but i have to repeat …he says “BUT “
see there is something about the conjunction “But” that will just revolutionize your situation . “But” means forget everything i just said, forget all the pain, forget all the hurt, forget where you thought i was in my self realization , forget the comparisons to others, …BUT what I am …he continues to write.
I have to stop again and acknowledge the phrase “but What I Am” Moses Hogan and the fictional character who we can assume is singing says But what I am … the person i am …the person i have become…the life i live ….what, when, how, and when i do it in my life … But What I Am ….I thank the Lord for MAKING me HIS CHILD
The conjunction But sets you up for the grand conclusion: despite the things I am NOT what I AM is GOD ‘S CHILD.
Listen my Guys Girls and Gays in my beautiful Kyngdom forget what MAN has told you and remember you are GOD’S CHILD.
You can not and will not be like anyone else. You can not try to live to other people’s standards , you can live for mama or daddy or auntie or uncle but you live for YOURSELF AND GOD.
There is something i find EXTREMELY comforting in in being able to throw up in my hater’s face that i am God’s Child and there is nothing they can do about it. You don’t like im gay ..Zero Fucks given…Zero Fucks rendered …I am still God’s Child.
Moses goes on to echo my same feeling in the vamp and conclusion of the song
So don’t use me , or abuse me
For I am his child
Don’t beat me or mistreat me
For I am his child
(and then my favorite line of the song )
YOU CAN EVEN TALK ABOUT MEEEEEEEE!
But I’m Still His Child
Be encouraged yall and know that the man upstairs will give you all the joy love peace and happiness you need. And when you realize that you have GOD on your side you also realize how pointless irrelevant and unnecessary everyone else is !
The Kyng Has Spoken !!!!
Finding Yourself….(searching for love)
In the words of my (and yours) favorite drag superstar, RuPaul “if you don’t love yourself how the hell you gunna love somebody else!”
As of late, this phrase is becoming more and more real to me. For people who know me (or what they know of me) it could be hard to think that I (Kyng of the blogosphere) suffer with confidence isssues but, I do.
See, its one thing to feel powerful in WHAT you are and another to be confident in WHO you are.
When I’m fresh to death straight from the barber chair, bam! I’m working it . As my friends can tell you…you can’t tell me shit! But that is because I am confident in what I am in that moment…BEAUTIFUL. it then becomes another story when I have to have confidence in who I am because guess what….I’m a Queen when I get my hair done. I have what we call fish face (Def: guys who have naturally feminine facial features and structures without the use of any types of enhancements; often times theses guys may be confused for females if the have long hair or have on a hat) so I look pretty and feminine with my hair done. The truth is I love being beautiful but I honestly have always struggle with being called a “girl” and constantly being mistaking for a girl growing up. Because of this, I struggle with loving the COMPLETE image in the mirror. To know that “hey bitch you serving fish but your just as much of a man than anyone elses with a dick” is something I have had to grow into and sometimes still struggle with.
Well, what does this all have to do with love and searching for love???
Continuing with my example, thinking I’m looking for “someone who loves me they way I look” in actuality I would be searching for someone to VALIDATE the way that I look , which would in turn mean my confidence about they way I look wouldn’t be coming from me, it would be coming from my mate.
This presents a problem because what if I decided to change my look or style? Well because I only seeked the validation from someone liking the way I looked I would not be able to change it because that wouldn’t be what they fell in love with or who I really was. Had I been in love with myself and my own image (fishy or not) I wouldn’t seek the validation from my partner and constantly ask for it ….instead, I would be confident and HAPPY with my image and in return be seeking for that one that make me happy not the one who makes my ego feel good. And if I chose to wake up and chop my hair off, it wouldn’t matter, because I would be loving myself and THAT confidence would beam through regardless of outside appearance. My mate would then love Kyng for who he is as a person not what he was at the time. But it all comes from loving one’s self
Its beyond beauty, its beyond work outs at the gym, its beyond the clothes, shoes, accesories….its about looking in that damn mirror and exceping ALL of it.
But here is the catch…..do you really know who that person is?
Guess I’ll save that for another post…(RuPaul chuckle)
Until next time guys girls and gays….The KYNG has spoken…
Voting Against Amendment One !
Today we stand on the cusp of history….. North Carolinians are going to the polls to decide the fate of constitutional amendment one. This amendment amongst other things will permanently ban all forms of marriage except traditional one woman and one man marriages. This ban also doesn’t allow for the state to recognize other forms of marriage legalized outside of the state as well.
Obviously I am bias about this issue… I am a young gay black male living in the state ; of course I don’t support this amendment. Nevertheless, I am not writing to discuss my views I am here to try to work through the thought of those who support the amendment and to point out a major flaw in their argument.
Lets face it the major (and in some cases the only) argument against Gay marriage in this state (and almost all other states) is one based on religion. Now I could debate you on the religious argument all day but again, that is not the point. The point here is we in the United States ( and North Carolina ) have SEPARATION of Church and State. This was created so that at no point and time the Church (no matter what faith) would be able to impose it’s will against the people of the country or the state. Therefore one can not LEGALLY use the religious argument against any law.
But, in the case of North Carolina it is already illegal for same sex couples to marry so the people have spoken on that issue…..so the real problem is, if the people were ever to change their mind and want to change the law, they wouldn’t be able to. This is not only unfair i’m pretty sure its unconstitutional and federal law does trump state law when it is all said and done.
One thing we all can agree on is that yes, we as a people have the right to approve or disapprove something but even THAT is a right. This amendment not only bans gay marriage it bans the right to reverse the decision of the people if they so chose to at a later time. Its is simply not fair.
Another counter argument to this issue is the fact that support of a right does not necessarily mean support of the action. Most people could agree we all should have the right to vote, but there are those who are upset that ANY body could vote such as those who are uneducated, paid, or persuaded to vote easily. Then there is the issue of the right to carry a gun. People may agree that it is a person’s right to carry a gun but we may not all approve of that person going on a shooting with that same gun. Let’s look at abortions. Yes, its a terrible act and plenty of people don’t agree with the act, but there are just as many people who don’t want the government to strip the right away from a woman to make that choice on her own.
You don’t have to personally believe in the act of Gay marriage, you can not allow it or support it in your church, you can be anti gay in your every day life and still think its unfair that if two people want to get married they can’t, simply because they are same-sexed. Voting against the amendment is simply saying “Hey you can’t stop those people from joining together simple because we don’t approve of their actions “
Today is a vote on rights not on the actions of people. If we could get that through everyone’s headed we could live in a better state and better country.
I could continue but before I do I want to see how the vote turns out so I will be back later tonight or tomorrow to provided my commentary !
