What's next? I don't know, do you? Who am I? I am someone who makes films. What do I do? I look through viewfinders. And how do I live? I live by the skin of my teeth.

Monday, January 15, 2007

Whole Sale Slaughterin'

You Want This Fuckin' Oil? Come and Get It
Niggas cain't help but kill themselves, and over the most stupid things you can think of. I was listening to a report that in the past week in New Orleans there have been 8 murders! 8! The wackest of them all was the murder of the drummer for the Hot Eight Brass Band, because his death was apparently random violence.

Ray Nagan needs to get his ass in gear and put a lock down on that city. If you think about there is more killings per capita in New Orleans than any place else in the United States. The population is so small well under a million people, yet you get a person getting killed everyday - maybe even a few people each day. Over drugs and gold and women... three things that don't mean anything in the grand scheme of things, yet a triumvirate that holds sway over niggas like you won't believe!


Pimp'd Out Hummer Limo

And let's not mention Darrent Williams senseless killing on New Year's Eve! And what's even worse is not no one wants to come forward and drop a dime on the killers; who are apparent gangstas with some fear on the street rep. Being a snitch is the worst thing possible in the world of street niggas, because at a certain level one is perpetuating violence, abuse and gangsterism by not fingering dirty, society endangering people. But then again the police are going to do what they gotta do to bring you down, and for Blacks in America the history of getting taken down by Cops with trumped up charges and confessions has been too much.

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