Long Live Cardi B!

So, to be clear, let me say something off the rip: there shall be no Bronx slander on my blog, son. In addition, there shall be no libel about Cardi B, man. Keeping it a buck, at this particular moment in time, she’s reached the pinnacle, fam. I mean, she’s literally changed the trajectory of her entire life with one song, bruh. Now, if that wasn’t enough, she’s also reached another milestone, people: with “Bodak Yellow” reaching number-one on the Billboard Hot 100, she’s become the first female rapper to reach the summit without a feature since Lauryn Hill.

Ok, before I continue, allow me to quickly paint a picture. Now, the year was 1998. At this time, I was a mere 13 years old. During that summer, I distinctly remember taking my The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill CD on a church retreat. As a matter of fact, I also remember that the aforementioned CD was stolen on said trip. Side note, I still don’t know who did it, son. Look, I know some of the youth from that era read this blog. Who stole my CD, man?! I want answers, people! In any case, that’s how long it’s been since Ms. Hill dropped her “Doo Wop (That Thing)” single. All in all, up until Cardi B, Ms. Hill was the last female rapper to solely top the charts.

Now, before I go any further, let me paint ANOTHER picture, fam. Since Hip Hop‘s inception, only FIVE female rappers have EVER topped the Hot 100, bruh. As it stands, Lauryn, Lil’ Kim (“Lady Marmalade“), Shawna (“Stand Up“), Iggy Azalea (“Fancy“) and now Cardi are the only ones to reach this feat. I mean, what else do I need to say about Cardi’s accomplishment, son?! Shit, that woman has come A LONG way from Sue’s Rendezvous and Love & Hip Hop, man! All jokes aside, how can anyone dislike this story, fam? Real talk, I can’t hate on anyone from the Bronx making moves, bruh. By and by, Cardi is my hero, folks.

In the end, long live Cardi B! Ultimately, I don’t know what else needs to be said, son. Viva la Belcalis Almanzar! That is all. LC out.

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The ‘Hot Water Challenge’ Needs To Stop!

Ok, can I put my dad pants on for a second? So, the other day, my wife and I had a conversation with our oldest son about the “Hot Water Challenge.” This came after we heard about what happened to 8-year-old Ki’ari Pope in Florida. Apparently, her cousin dared her to drink boiling water through a straw. From there, Pope burned her throat, got a tracheotomy, but still eventually died from respiratory issues. On the real, the fact that this little girl was only one year older than my son shook me to my core.

To make matters worse, Pope hasn’t been the only child to suffer from this outlandish challenge. More and more stories are popping up about kids doing serious damage to themselves. For instance, back in July, 10-year-old Wesley Smith of North Carolina received third degree burns after he and his stepbrother tried to get in on the movement. It seems as if they got the idea from YouTube videos. In another case, right here in the Bronx, the friends of 11-year-old Jamoneisha Merritt poured boiling water on her face while she slept. Needless to say, her face has been ravaged, man.

Now, some people may be thinking “what’s wrong with these kids?” But remember, most children have no common sense, son. Like, I did TONS of stupid shit when I was a child. For example, who told me it was a good idea to backflip off of the top of a swing, man? On the real, I’m lucky that I got out of there with only a sprained ankle. With that being said, kids feel like they’re invincible and it leads them to doing all manners of tomfoolery, fam. In any case, we as parents need to reinforce the risks of dangerous actions to our children, bruh.

In the end, even though I think this challenge is beyond dumb, I can’t really fault the kids, son. Keeping it a buck, I can’t fault the adults either, man. The fact of the matter is, being a parent is a lot of trial and error, bruh. The sad part is, in some cases, it takes tragedy for young people to learn. All I know is, as of right now, we need to tell our kids to stay far, far, faaaar away from the “Hot Water Challenge.” That is all. LC out.

What Is Kyrie Irving Doing?

So, I won’t lie, son. I’m confused about all of this Kyrie Irving kerfuffle, man. Like, I truly don’t understand what this man is doing right now. I don’t get why he would want to leave LeBron James and the Cleveland Cavaliers. Frankly, it better be for personal reasons, fam. If not, this has to rank HIGH on the list of Dumbest Moves In NBA History.

Now, I won’t go into a lot of depth with this story, man. At this point, if people aren’t aware of the chaos in Cleveland right now, then they probably don’t care about basketball. With that being said, I question the motives of Kyrie’s desire to leave. From a basketball standpoint, it makes NO sense to me, fam. I mean, he’s coming off of three straight Finals appearances, where his team actually secured one title in the process. Not to mention, his last shot in Game 7 of the 2016 Finals is one for the ages. All in all, he’s an established winner on this team, son.

In any case, the rampant rumor is that he no longer wants to be in LeBron’s shadow. Apparently, he wants to run his own team and “can’t” fully flourish as a sidechick. Now, there are a few things wrong with that logic, son. First, Kyrie was The Man in Cleveland during his first three seasons in the league. Guess what? The team was fucking turrible, bruh.

Real talk, the year before LeBron came back, the Cavs only won 33 games, man. The very next year, the win total jumped to 53 and the squad went to the Finals. In addition, Kyrie’s stats weren’t drastically different from the previous season, fam. Meaning, a lot of that improvement came as a result of LeBron being on the team. Look, facts are facts, son. It just is what it is, people.

To add to that point, Kyrie is also coming off of his best year, statistically speaking. So, I’m really not understanding what he gains by leaving the organization. Listen, I highly, HIGHLY doubt he’ll get to the Finals by himself. He’ll either have to get past LeBron or the Golden State Warriors. On the real, neither of those scenarios are realistic, folks. It doesn’t matter if he plays for the New York Knicks, San Antonio Spurs, Miami Heat or Minnesota Timberwolves. He won’t sniff another Finals by abandoning ship, son.

In the end, Kyrie has to ask himself one question: does he want to win or be The Man? If he wants to win, then he needs to sit his ass down in Cleveland. If he wants to be The Man, I’m pretty sure my Knicks would gladly take him. Shit, I’d wholeheartedly root for him in that situation. However; I know it goes against common sense, man. Ultimately, all of this tomfoolery is making it easier for the Warriors to repeat, son. That is all. LC out.

My Sunday Night With The Police

So, originally, I was going to talk about Jay-Z‘s new album today. However; I just need to get this story off of my chest, man. Now, don’t worry, good people. I’ll be back on Wednesday to speak about the virtues of 4:44. In any case, for today, I’d like to talk about my recent run-in with the New York Police Department. Needless to say, the entire situation was uncalled for and unnecessary. All in all, I truly don’t understand why cops find so much joy in being complete assholes.

Now, the situation began while I was driving home. I happened to be a few blocks away from my apartment on Morris Avenue in the Bronx. Side note, for anyone who’s unfamiliar with this part of the world, although Morris is a two-way street, it only has one lane on each side. Anyway, I was driving behind this black car and the vehicle just stopped in the middle of the street. I honked my horn thinking the driver was either distracted or lost. The car didn’t move. After about five or ten seconds, the car slowly pulled off and then proceeded to run a red light.

When the light turned green again, I started moving, but ended up right back behind the same car. It stopped in the middle of the street again and I honked my horn a second time. From there, the car pulled off the road to the right. I assumed that the driver was lost and needed to get his/her baring. I decided to drive around the now parked car. As I passed the car, that’s when I realized it was the police. Honestly, I had no idea because the car didn’t look like the typical Dodge or Chevrolet that they usually use.

Moving on, once I drove pass them, that’s when they turned their sirens on and forced me to pull over. Next, four officers jumped out of the car with their hands on their guns. Two of them stood on the driver’s side of my car and the other two stood on the passenger side. The officer driving the car started to yell at me for “tailgating” him. I asked him how could I be tailgating if I drove around him when he wasn’t moving. Also, I reminded him that he stopped in the middle of the street on two separate occasions.

After this part of our exchange, the same cop asked me for my license and registration. As I motioned for my wallet, all four cops put their hands back on their guns. I assured them that I was just trying to get my license. Once I gave them what they asked for, they told me to get out of the car. While this happened, a teenage boy stopped on the sidewalk to see what was going on. The two officers on the passenger side approached him with their hands still on their guns. They asked him if he knew me and he said “no.” Next, they told him to “get the fuck out of [their] face.”

From there, the main cop asked me if my license was real and if I’ve been arrested before. I responded with a “yes” and a “no,” respectively. For whatever reason, he said he should still book me for “being a tough guy.” Instead, he said I was “lucky” because they were going to let me go. After I got back in my car, he threw my ID at me and told me to “watch [my] mouth next time.” In the end, since I was close my apartment, my entire block watched me get harassed by these dudes.

In the end, I truly don’t understand why cops feel the need to behave this way. Keep in mind, two of the officers were Hispanic and the other two were Black. Meaning, I can’t even really blame race for this shit. Ultimately, the police department is an intrinsic system that’s designed to operate based on bias. In this moment, I wasn’t a husband, father or college graduate with a corporate job. I was just a “tough guy” that they thought they could get one over on. All in all, these are the reasons why people don’t respect cops. Shit, I may be alive to tell this tale, but not everyone is so fortunate, man. By and by, fuck the police, son! LC out.

Vote For Braxton Winston!

Man, where do I start, son? I guess I’ll begin by saying that I’ve known Braxton Winston for a long time. First, he was one of my predecessors at New York‘s PREP 9 academic program. Next, during the summer of 2002, we both served as advisors for the aforementioned program. This was a way for us to give back to an organization that positively altered the trajectory of our lives. In any case, I’ve always seen Winston as a positive role model. With that being said, I want to take the time to support his campaign for Charlotte City Council. North Carolina can really benefit from a man of his caliber representing them.

Now, before I continue, let me talk about how we got here. So, it all began with the shooting death of Keith Lamont Scott. After the police needlessly killed another Black man, Winston decided to stand up and join the protests. In fact, he’s responsible for an iconic photo, which was used by various new outlets to depict the mood in Charlotte. From there, he frequently used Facebook Live to display the real climate in the city, regardless of the narrative presented by law enforcement and the media. This was his way to tell the unabridged truth without succumbing to rhetoric and partisanship.

Moving on, for his efforts, he’s been confronted by the authorities on multiple occasions and even arrested for protesting. Anyway, as we fast forward to today, all of these events have lit a fire under Winston. Now, he’s looking to secure a place on the City Council, in hopes of bringing new energy and new ideas to the community. All in all, his movement is inspiring and I can’t help but support the man.

In the end, I want everyone to visit www.votebraxton.com and contribute. His website details his platform and the motivation behind his decision to run. By and by, I believe a lot more of us should become involved in local politics. I’ll admit that I’ve tinkered with the idea for the longest, man. However; as we can see, Winston is already beating me to the punch. Good work, bro! LC out.

Good Riddance, Phil Jackson!

Oh, what a joyous day, people! What a beautiful and wonderful day, folks! The Lord dropped down manna from Heaven and the New York Knicks fired Phil Jackson! Look, I know the reports say it was a “mutual agreement,” but I’m not rolling, son. On the real, I’m pretty sure that James Dolan told Jackson to get the fuck outta dodge, man. I mean, after all of his bullshit with Carmelo Anthony and Kristaps Porzingis, it was clear that the “Zen Master” had to go. In any case, while I still can’t stand Dolan, I must give credit where credit is due. Good riddance, Phil Jackson!

Listen, Jackson has been a disaster in NY, fam. Over the last three seasons, as president of the team, he has an 80-166 record. Meaning, we’ve lost more than twice the amount of games we’ve won, son. Bruh, I couldn’t handle this shit anymore! Look, like I’ve said in a previous post, if Jackson actually traded Porzingis, I was going to abandon the Knicks. Thankfully, the organization decided to make ONE good decision, for a change. Frankly, an overrated NBA coach isn’t worth our best player (Anthony) and our best prospect (Porzingis).

Side note, before I continue, let me explain my belief that Jackson is overrated. Fam, in his career, he’s coached Michael Jordan, Scottie Pippen, Shaquille O’Neal, Kobe Bryant and prime Pau Gasol. Son, even I could’ve won a couple of titles with those lineups. Keeping it a buck, I thought Jackson was overrated long before he decided to ruin my team. In addition, he didn’t even invent the offense he’s famous for! Tex Winter created the “triangle offense,” bruh. So, ultimately, what is Jackson’s real worth? I’ll let everyone get back to me on that.

In the end, nothing else needs to be said here, son. Today is a happy day! The sun is shining, the temperature isn’t too hot and Jackson is no longer able to run my squad into the ground. Now, pardon me while I go find some chilled liquor to consume. Yeah, it’s that kind of moment, man. LC out.

Phil Jackson Wants To Destroy The New York Knicks

So, to be clear, the New York Knicks are the worst organization in professional sports. I mean, over the last 20 years, tortured fans, such as myself, have had to deal with the highest levels of managerial incompetence. Whether we’re talking about James Dolan or Isiah Thomas, the Knicks never fail to make awful, awful, AWFUL decisions. As of right now, Jackson is trying to outdo ALL of his predecessors when it comes to fuckery. All I can say is, if Jackson actually trades Kristaps Porzingis, I will finally give up being a Knicks fan.

Now, I want Jackson to understand one truth: no one gives a fuck that Porzingis skipped his exit interview. Frankly, he’s tired of the team’s tomfoolery, man. So far, in his two seasons, he’s had to deal with copious amounts of losing. In addition, he’s also had to watch Jackson consistently disrespect Carmelo Anthony, the team’s best player. Look, why would any player be excited about their future in this city? The Knicks have made NO efforts to actually improve the squad. On the real, when I heard that Porzingis bailed on his interview, I completely understood, son. Honestly, I probably would’ve done the same exact thing.

Moving on, this clown Jackson really had the nerve to say he wants to do “what’s best for the club.” Well, if that’s the case, how the FUCK would getting rid of Porzingis help us?! Man, we’re talking about a dude that everyone compares to Dirk Nowitzki. Keep in mind, when we look at both players at this stage in their respective careers, Porzingis has already surpassed Nowitzki. Through two seasons, he’s better than Dirk in almost every statistical category. Yeah, that’s right, son. As it stands, Porzingis is outpacing an NBA legend who’s won a title and scored 30,000 points. Needless to say, why the FUCK would we trade him?! It makes absolutely no sense, fam!

Listen, I have a conspiracy theory, son. Now, when Jackson was a player, he played for the Knicks. In fact, he was on the only two teams that have won titles in our franchise’s history. Keeping it a buck, I think he’s sabotaging us in order to keep his rings sacred. I mean, I believe he only took this job for the money. I don’t think he really gives a fuck whether this works or not. In the end, he’ll take his cash, figure out a way to reconcile with Jeanie Buss and leave our city in ruins. By and by, this man needs to be stopped, fam!

Ultimately, this team has caused me enough pain. Bruh, even when we were good in the 1990s, I always knew our seasons would end in heartbreak. All in all, I can’t take this shit anymore, son. Real talk, trading Porzingis would be the straw that broke the camel’s back, man. Look, he’s the first good draft pick we’ve had in eons. If he leaves, then I leave. I have nothing else to give to this team. Fuck off, Phil! LC out.