Bobby Love Was A Sh*tty Husband

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, I was thoroughly entertained by Humans of New York‘s story about Bobby and Cheryl Love. I mean, after my wife sent me the Instagram thread, I was definitely enthralled by Walter Miller‘s, excuse me, Bobby Love’s story. In any case, I was a little taken aback by all of the comments from people who seemed to champion this love story. The truth is, regardless of the fact that he was running from the law, Love was just a shitty ass husband, man.

Ok, for those who missed it, the Love story goes as follows: Bobby Love was born with the name Walter Miller and was raised in North Carolina. Moving on, by his own assertion, he was a rebellious kid who engaged in all types of shenanigans. Anyway, after a string of bank robberies that left him with bullet holes in his ass (literally), Miller was sentenced to significant prison time. Now, after a relatively short period, Miller decided to escape from his bondage. So, eventually, he was able to duck past the guards, hop on a bus and he made his way to New York in 1977. From there, he changed his name to Bobby Love, met his wife and raised a few kids. Hell, his marriage has actually remained intact for about forty years, fam.

Now, the Love’s world came crashing down when the authorities finally caught up with him in 2015. After decades of being on the lam, Love was forced to confront his past and tell his wife who he really was. All this time, he had been lying to Cheryl about his true identity. In the aftermath of this ordeal, Cheryl has tried to gain clarity on this entire situation. She now believes that the gaps in Bobby’s love for her, pun intended, were due to this mammoth secret he was keeping. The way I see it, he was just a terrible fucking husband, bruh.

Look, in her own words, Cheryl said “We had some beautiful love making. But other than that, there wasn’t much affection. Not many hugs. Not much cuddling. Not much communication. I could only get so close and he’d shut down. Sometimes, when we were arguing, I’d be pouring myself out to him. And he’d just sit there with a scowl on his face.” *Sigh* I hate to break it to Cheryl, but I HIGHLY doubt that anything she just said is related to him being a fugitive.

Listen, being on the run is not an excuse for not being attentive. Being on the run is not an excuse for not giving hugs. Being on the run is not an excuse for not acknowledging a spouse’s feelings. Man, for years, Cheryl wondered if something was wrong with her because Bobby didn’t seem to give a fuck. Like, she shed a ton of tears feeling inadequate. All I can say is, I’m not chalking that up to him being an escaped convict, brethren. Now, I can understand not posing for pictures or wondering if he was being followed. But, in the sanctity of their home, he could’ve done a MUCH better job of valuing his wife. So, nah son, I’m not letting Bobby off of the hook for basically being an absentee husband.

In the end, I truly believe that Bobby Love was a typical dude from that generation. Ultimately, if he was paying the bills and raising the kids, then what’s the problem, right? By and by, I feel like Cheryl is now trying to give Bobby an out for his questionable behavior. At the end of the day, I don’t think that she wants to feel like she just wasted forty years of her life. All I know is, Walter Miller isn’t the reason why Bobby Love was a shitty husband. Frankly, Bobby Love did that all by himself. That is all. LC out.

Little Brother’s Back!

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, I’m having a hard time containing my excitement, man. Seriously, Little Brother is one of my favorite groups ever, fam. Like, EVER, bruh! If I’m being honest, PhonteRapper Big Pooh and 9th Wonder completely changed the way I thought music could be made. With that being said, even without 9th’s production, I’m fucking HYPED that they dropped a new album, brethren!

Ok, before I continue, let me take a trip down memory lane. Now, I started rapping when I was 15 years old. Back then, all of my lyrics were littered with copious amounts of Bronx shenanigans. Real talk, some of the tomfoolery I rapped about where things I’ve done. However, a lot of it was just fuckery that I saw around my neighborhood. Basically, I embodied my entire block, regardless of whether or not it was my individual story.

Fast forward to 2003, my life changed, son. Now, in February of that year, Little Brother dropped their debut album, The Listening. As a 17-year-old dude, I was blown away by the record, man. Frankly, I didn’t know a rapper could rhyme about shit like that, fam. I didn’t know that a rapper could speak about the everyday struggle of hating a job, paying child support or shitting on poetry slams. Keeping it a buck, a lot of Rap music only embraced the “gangsta” aesthetic. So, it wasn’t until Little Brother, and later Kanye West, that I realized an artist could wholly live their truth, bruh.

Now, as many fans know by now, the group went through a lot of upheaval over the years. They dropped two more albums (sans 9th Wonder), beefed publicly and then went on with their respective careers. Side note, I’m not the biggest fan of their Leftback album, but Getback was fucking great, son. I don’t give a fuck what anyone says, man. In any case, I never thought they would ever release more music as a collective, fam. Thankfully, I was over-fucking-joyed to listen to their new May the Lord Watch album.

Look, to be clear, 9th isn’t on the album. Yeah, it’s disappointing, but honestly, the project is fucking great without him, bruh. First, Phonte and Pooh recruited producers like Khrysis and Nottz, who are both part of 9th’s Jamla Records and his Soul Council production team. In addition, the group got producers like Focus… and Black Milk to keep their distinctive sound alive, son. The point is, this project is cohesive as shit and the skits are fucking hilarious, man. Like, they brought back a bunch of themes from their The Minstrel Show album, such as Joe Scudda in blackface, Percy Miracles and Roy Lee. All in all, this shit is gold for a diehard fan like me, fam.

In the end, I could keep on going, bruh. But, everyone should just go listen to the album, son. Ultimately, I couldn’t have asked for a better project from them, man. By and by, it would’ve been great to have 9th on the record, but I don’t think it takes away from the music, fam. Also, I’m pretty sure 9th was busy finishing up Rapsody‘s Eve album. At the end of the day, this album just put a new battery in my back, bruh. Hell, I feel like making a new song right now, people. That is all. LC out.

P.S. If anyone doubts my Little Brother fandom, just take a listen to “The World Is Mine” on my The Charlemagne Renaissance album. Fam, I literally have lyrics that say “I’m just tryna navigate through a cold game, and sell a mil as Phonte with a gold chain.” The point is, I fucking love these dudes, son! Good day.

Congrats, Braxton Winston!

So, this post is going to be short today, son. Basically, I just want to take the time out to congratulate my dude Braxton Winston on winning a seat on the Charlotte City Council. All I know is, North Carolina made the right move on Tuesday, man. They just gave a motivated man the opportunity to make a real difference in the community. With that being said, salute to him and salute to the city for believing in him!

Ok, for those who missed it, I wrote about Braxton when he first began his campaign. Now, even though I couldn’t vote in North Carolina, I still wanted to do something/anything to help his cause. In any case, I’m SUPER hyped that he was able to make this happen! Even though the real work begins now, I’m positive he’ll be ready for it, fam. In the end, nothing else needs to be said here, bruh. Congrats, Braxton!

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.

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.

A Letter To People Who Regret Voting For Donald Trump

Dear Regretful Donald Trump Voters,

I’ve never been one to hold back or mince my words, so I’ll just get straight to the point. If you already regret voting for Trump, I don’t feel sorry for you. Sounds harsh, but I wholeheartedly mean that. If you’re one of the people who has suddenly realized Trump is a con artist, I have no sympathy for you. This man showed you who he was the entire election and you refused to believe him. So, every terrible thing he does from here on out is on YOUR head.

Look, at this point, I’m not even going to reiterate all of the awful things he’s said or done. I’ve done that enough times on this blog. However; let’s talk about all of the promises he made to YOU and already backtracked on.

First, there was all of the bullshit he said about Hillary Clinton. For the entire duration of his campaign, Trump claimed he was going to lock Clinton up for her “crimes.” What were her crimes exactly? Having a private email server. Regardless of the fact the FBI determined she had broken no laws, Trump still asserted that he was coming for her head. Now, since all of you Clinton-haters LOVED the idea of putting her in an orange jumpsuit, you flocked to the orange-faced clown. With all of that being said, what does he do when he wins? Completely abandon the notion of pursuing any charges against her. One point for you Trump supporters.

Next, there was his stance on Obamacare. For YEARS, he railed about how much of a failure the ACA was. His entire healthcare platform was built around repealing the law and replacing it with something “better.” In any case, just a few days after being elected, Trump talked about possibly keeping parts of Obamacare. Then, he switched course and said the law was going to be repealed and replaced simultaneously.

Now, here’s the problem: not only do your Republican reps not have a replacement plan, but they don’t even have enough votes to pass anything at all. It takes 60 votes to push a new plan through the Senate and the GOP only has 52 seats. Do you see the issue here? Once again, Trump made a promise he can’t possibly keep. Not to mention, after this past December‘s ACA enrollment period, the states with the highest coverage are the ones that voted for Trump. Are you guys really that stupid? I’ll just take that as a yes, son.

Ultimately, you guys are getting what you asked for. You asked for a liar to be your president and you got one. Let’s see if all of his billionaire cabinet friends will help drain that swamp for you. Good luck suffering through the mess you caused. I’m out.

Sincerely,

Your friendly neighborhood LC

Get Grayson Allen The F*ck Outta Here!

Well, well, well, what do we have here, son? Are the Duke Blue Devils actually doing the right thing for once? It took them this long to realize Grayson Allen is a piece of shit? It took them this long to realize he’s been a dirty player for quite some time now? I mean, this fool has been getting away with fuck shit for well over a season and change. Now, while I’m happy to see him finally pay a price for his Bush-league style of play, in my eyes, his punishment has been long overdue.

Keeping it all of the way real, even though I’ve never been a Blue Devils fan, that tidbit doesn’t factor into my disdain of Allen. Despite having my own personal biases against the program (mostly because I’m a North Carolina Tar Heels fan), I can still acknowledge their greatness. With that being said, as an avid viewer of college basketball, I’ve seen this clown get away with cheap tricks and low digs on multiple occasions. Any time a play doesn’t go his way, he takes it upon himself to doing something underhanded, man. Until now, everyone seemed to just turn a blind eye to his tomfoolery.

Now, his latest tripping episode against Elon’s Steven Santa Ana is hardly his first time being a douche. As seen in the video at the bottom, he did the same shit to Louisville’s Raymond Spalding and Florida State’s Xavier Rathan-Mayes. Keep in mind, both of those incidents happened in the same damn month earlier this year! So, what was his punishment back then? Just a formal reprimand from the ACC. That’s it. Apparently, they didn’t want to actually suspend their little golden child. This time around, I guess being a three-time dickhead is too much for Coach Mike Krzyzewski to handle. All I can say is, it’s about damn time these organizations had a fucking backbone and scolded a player who was disgracing the game.

In the end, get Grayson Allen the fuck outta here, man. He’s been a loser, son. Don’t even get me started on the time he traveled before hitting a game-winning shot against Virginia. *Sigh* That dude really aggravates me, son. Maybe now he’ll stop getting a pass for being a little bitch on the court. LC out.