A Podcast That I Did With Randi B.

So, I’m going to try and keep this post short today, son. Now, I know that I say that a lot, but I mean it, man. Well, I guess. In any case, I just want to let everybody in on that new new, fam. With that being said, my brethren Randi B. has started a new podcast. In addition, she was gracious enough to let me get in on the first episode, bruh. All in all, what else do folks need to know?

Ok, as a quick background, Randi’s podcast, Conversations with Randi B., is available on Anchor and Spotify. Now, on this first episode, Randi and I recapped the 2010s. We talked about everything from Barack Obama/Donald Trump to social media to #MeToo to Black Lives Matter to Prince/Michael Jackson/Whitney Houston. Needless to say, we covered a lot of ground in 30 minutes, son.

In the end, there’s nothing else to say, man. Ultimately, I want everyone to go out there and support the movement, fam. By and by, folks can find links to the podcast below. Give it a listen, give us some feedback and let’s get the proceedings proceeding, brethren. That is all. LC out.

Trump Is Tryna Start WW3 On Twitter

So, before I even begin, I want everyone to carefully read the above tweet from Donald Trump. Real talk, I had to go inspect his timeline for myself just to confirm the shenanigans, son. Like, I’m not going to sit here and pretend like I understand all of the inner-workings of our government. However, I’m pretty sure that a sitting President can’t use Twitter to compel Congress to start a war. Yet, here we are, man. *Sigh* I legitimately don’t know what the fuck is happening right now, fam.

Ok, let’s be real, bruh. At this point, I shouldn’t have to explain to people what’s going on, son. Basically, Trump authorized the assassination of Qassim Suleimani, Iran‘s Major General, and all hell has broken loose. Now, for folks who don’t understand the significance of this, if Iran knocked off one of America‘s Joint Chiefs of Staff, that would probably be similar to killing Suleimani. Meaning, this is a big deal, man. Like, a really big fucking deal, fam.

Anyway, since the drone strike hit Baghdad, the world has been wondering how Iran is going to respond. Because of this, all of the World War 3 jokes have started to fly on social media. Now, I’ll admit, there’s a lot of funny shit floating around, bruh. But, if the draft gets reinstated, my knees are most likely too bad for them to pick me, son. In any case, moments like this are exactly why I don’t know how Trump’s Twitter use has been allowed to thrive. Shit, he really might start a war with 280 characters, man.

Listen, as I stated in the opening paragraph, I really want people to understand the gravity of his words. Hell, against all semblance of protocol (and logic), the President is trying to tell Congress (a separate entity) what to do in the face of potential battle. Fam, what? What?! Look, I REALLY don’t want a potential nuclear holocaust to start on the same application that permeates SpongeBob memes, bruh. All I know is, there is NOTHING presidential about how Trump is handling this, brethren. Then again, what the fuck did I even expect?

In the end, I have no idea how this situation is going to resolve itself, son. Ultimately, I’m interested/terrified to see how Iran is going to retaliate. By and by, part of me doesn’t believe that Iran really wants to get into a full-on fight with America. On the other hand, maybe they are crazy enough to try and go kamikaze on us. Either way, the immediate future might be turbulent as shit, man. At the end of the day, folks better keep their passports on deck, fam. All I can say is, I’m taking my family the fuck outta here if shit gets serious, bruh. That is all. LC out.

The Tomfoolery Of Karol Sanchez

*Sigh* I hate teenagers, son. Like, these are the times where I fully embrace being a dude in his mid-30s, man. The truth is, a lot of these teens are out of their cotdamn minds, fam. All in all, Karol Sanchez pulled some real fuckery this week. Frankly, it’s amazing how someone can go from victim to Clown Princess in 24 hours. In any case, it’s time to call Sanchez out for her nonsense, bruh.

Ok, for those who missed it, an Amber Alert went out on Monday for a missing teen girl. Now, based on a video taken in my Bronx borough, it appeared that Sanchez was abducted by four men in front of her mother. At the time, Sanchez’ mother tried to fight off the assailants, to no avail. From there, a citywide search began to find the missing 16-year-old.

Look, for the better part of Tuesday, my social media timelines were filled with posts about Sanchez’ disappearance. Justifiably, people were doing their best to put the word out about this apparent “kidnapping.” Anyway, when Sanchez reappeared on Tuesday evening, everyone was relieved, son. Shit, people were genuinely happy that she was returned to her mother unharmed.

Now, this is where the dumbassery begins, man. *Sigh* Based on new reports, Sanchez pulled a Jussie Smollett on us, fam. Meaning, she faked the entire incident, bruh. The word is, Sanchez’ mother wanted to move back to Honduras. From what I understand, Sanchez wasn’t with the shits and wanted to stay with her 23-year-old Crip boyfriend. So, using her stupid ass teenage logic, she employed the help of four men to “take her by force.” However, there was one crucial flaw in her plan, brethren: WHEN PEOPLE GO MISSING, OTHER PEOPLE TEND TO TRY TO FIND THEM!

Son, did she really think that she would be able to hide what she did? Did she really think that no one would discover her fraudulence? Real talk, she made all of us look like fools, man. Folks were truly concerned about her well-being and she was out here trying to finesse us, fam. On the real, I’m flabbergasted by her gall (word to T.I.). All I can say is, if I were her mother, I would DEFINITELY send her ass back to Honduras after this, bruh.

In the end, I want to reiterate the fact that I hate teenagers. Ultimately, my oldest son is about four years away from the shenanigans. By and by, I’m working out at the UFC Gym twice a week, just to make sure that I can hem his ass up if he ever tried some Karol Sanchez shit. At the end of the day, she did a disserve to REAL missing teens. She did a disserve to the large number of REAL missing women. Keeping it a buck, I don’t even know how to finish this post, son. All I know is, I would be filled with unbridled rage if I were Sanchez’ parent, man. That is all. LC out.

The Truth About The Amazon Rainforest

*Sigh* On the real, I don’t even know where to begin, son. The fact is, human beings are basically parasites to the Earth, man. I mean, whatever we could possibly do to destroy our planet, we find a way to do it, fam. Now, despite a shocking lack of news coverage, we need to talk about the Amazon Rainforest. All in all, the world’s premier rainforest is being decimated and we need to do something about it ASAP.

Ok, before I continue, let me advise some of my social media kinfolk. Listen, people, some of the images that are being spread around on FacebookTwitter and Instagram are misleading, bruh. Like, yes, fires on the Brazil side of the rainforest are 80% higher this year than last year. However, some of the pictures floating around are either old or from a completely different place. So, folks need to be mindful of the information they’re spreading, son.

With all of that being said, we still have a major fucking problem, man. The truth is, millions upon millions of acres are being destroyed and the global impact will be massive, fam. Look, the trees in the Amazon Rainforest are responsible for about 20% of the world’s oxygen. Shit, let me say that again, bruh. THE TREES IN THE AMAZON RAINFOREST ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR ABOUT 20% OF THE WORLD’S OXYGEN! In addition, the rainforest puts loads of water into the atmosphere. Needless to say, we need that shit, son! However, our incessant need for farmland is literally killing the rainforest.

Now, if we’re being real, Brazil is a HUGE part of the fuckery, man. Listen, they make a ton of money off of cattle ranching. So, to further their business, they’re actually (illegally) burning down large portions of the rainforest. Keep in mind, cows are the cause for large amounts of greenhouse gas emissions like methane and carbon dioxide. In layman’s terms, Brazil is cutting off our oxygen while putting harmful shit in our atmosphere. For God‘s sake, there is absolutely NOTHING people won’t do for money, fam.

In the end, I don’t know what else to say, bruh. Ultimately, we’re killing the fucking planet and none of our governments seem to care, son. At the end of the day, this is why a phrase like “money is the root of all evil” exists, man. Hell, we’ll blatantly do shit that’s detrimental to our future as long as we can make a profit from it. In my eyes, none of that shit is worth it, fam. Before it’s all said and done, we might not have a planet left, brethren. That is all. LC out.

Here’s The Truth, Chance the Rapper

So, here we are, son. Two weeks removed from Chance the Rapper‘s “debut” album, The Big Day, and the reviews are in, man. Needless to say, a lot of people, including me, didn’t like the record, fam. Now, I can’t speak for anyone else, but I have my reasons for why I didn’t rock with the project, bruh. However, Chance’s response to the criticism was weird as shit, folks. All in all, I legitimately think he needs to lighten the fuck up, brethren.

Ok, for those who missed it, Chance recently got on Twitter and made some alarming statements, son. Now, if I’m being honest, I’m not about to quote his entire soliloquy, man. Frankly, folks can just read what he wrote here. But, he definitely took a situation that was not that real and made it overly serious, fam. Shit, he was out here tweeting that he thinks people want him to kill himself and/or feel ashamed for loving his wife. Nah, bruh, we just didn’t like the album, kid. It just is what it is.

For me, one of the reasons I didn’t like the record is the length, son. Look, after 34 years of life, two kids and a brain ravaged by copious amounts of alcohol, I can’t handle 22 songs, man. The truth is, anytime an artist makes an album that long, they’re going to start putting out filler, fam. On the real, if he cut that shit down to like 12 songs, I might’ve banged with it more. Like, tracks like “Eternal,” “I Got You (Always and Forever)” and “Big Fish” are in my rotation, bruh. However, Chance can miss me with all of them skits and the whole middle section of the album, people.

In addition, even the best songs on this record don’t compare to his previous work. Hell, I challenge anyone to find a song on this project that’s harder than “Mixtape,” son. So, the point is, Chance has made better music before. “Debut” album or not, he has a discography that people can compare this shit to. The fact is, his previous bodies of work are killing this new shit, man. Real talk, there’s no shame in that, fam.

With all of that being said, I don’t like the tone he used about the backlash. Keeping it a buck, I haven’t seen ONE comment where someone said they want Chance to kill himself. On top of that, the internet may have jokes, but no one’s actually shitting on him for being married, bruh. Side bar, that “I Love My Wife” spoof is fucking hilarious, brethren. C’mon, get a sense of humor, Chance. The truth is, these new songs just aren’t hitting like that, son. So, it’s a bit irresponsible for him to toy around with the topic of suicide. Listen, as much as I love music, I’m fully aware of the fact that there are WAY more important things in life, man. Maybe, just maybe, Chance needs to chill the fuck out, fam.

In the end, Chance has to relax, bruh. Ultimately, a bunch of people didn’t like the album, son. In my eyes, it’s not the end of the world, man. By and by, even some of my favorite artists have duds in their discography, fam. At the end of the day, Chance just needs to regroup, possibly work with some outside producers, and come back with a fire project. Lastly, keep the bullshit off of Twitter, bruh. That is all. LC out.

P.S. Chance needs to knock it off with this “debut” album shit, son. Fam, any man with Acid Rap and Coloring Book in his catalog can’t be saying this is his “first” anything, man. Good day.

I Finally Got Hit By The Facebook Algorithm

Ah, Facebook. I mean, what can I say about this website, son? It can be extremely useful and the Devil at the same time, man. All in all, Facebook has been an integral part of my blog’s success since I started writing in 2010. In any case, after numerous changes over the years, I’m finally starting to get hit by Mark Zuckerberg‘s constant updates. With that being said, I’m not exactly sure what that means for the future of my blog.

Now, let’s be honest, fam. On the real, I shouldn’t have to explain the heat that Facebook has received over recent years. Frankly, given the disproportionate amount of “fake news” that’s been spread across the site, Zuckerberg and company have had their feet put to the fire, bruh. In response, the company has made sweeping changes to how content is curated. Namely, it’s more interested in interactions between individuals than promoting businesses and websites. Obviously, I fall into the latter, son.

Look, I wouldn’t be me if I wasn’t transparent, man. Real talk, in the early days of my blog, Facebook was responsible for about 60% of my traffic, fam. The way I see it, I wouldn’t have a following if it wasn’t for the site, bruh. Thankfully, those early years have helped me build a base that continues to support me. However, I’m starting to notice a massive drop-off in “reach,” son.

Shit, let’s talk about this “reach,” man. Basically, Facebook allows users with a dedicate page to see how many people were “reached” by their respective posts. Now, up until a few months ago, I was used to seeing hundreds/thousands of people “reached” by the content I was posting. Moving on, does anybody want to guess how many people “saw” my post yesterday? Eight, fam. Eight! So, out of all of my followers and all of the people in my Friends List, Facebook only showed my shit to eight people, bruh. Needless to say, I was fucking tiiiiiiight, son.

Honestly, I can actually point to the exact day the shift happened, man. So, back on May 15th, I wrote an article about the tomfoolery of the abortion laws in Alabama and Georgia. Anyway, Facebook told me it was “reached” by 1,078 people. The next day, I made a post about the Wu-Tang Clan documentary on Showtime. Facebook told me it was “reached” by 11 people. Ever since then, my shit has been drastically off, fam. In the span of a day, my engagement on that site decreased by 99%.

Thankfully, I have a dedicated fan base who’s been riding with me for years. So, my actual views are as strong as they’ve always been. Keeping it a buck, my original fans are the ones who are keeping my shit afloat, bruh. The problem is, it’s been harder for me to attract new people. But, LC will figure out a way around the bullshit, son. Hell, it’s impossible for me to walk away from shit that I care about, man.

In the end, that’s enough rambling from me for today. fam. Ultimately, I just want to thank everyone who’s held me down from the beginning. By and by, it’s a great thing that a lot of the legwork was done in the earlier days, bruh. All I know is, if I were starting a new blog today, I don’t even know how I would gain traction in this new system, son. At the end of the day, it’s a good thing that I don’t have to worry about that part of it, man. That is all. LC out.

P.S. I’m also not falling for the Facebook gaffle of paying to increase my “reach.” Fuck that, Zuckerberg! Fuck all of that, fam. Good day.

FaceApp: Putin’s Favorite Application

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, this post has nothing to do with Vladimir Putin, man. Then again, this post may have everything to do with Putin, fam. The fact is, none of us really know where our data goes after we freely give it out. For me, that’s the inherent problem, bruh. All in all, I think the lot of us needs to fall back from all of these trends and internet shenanigans.

Ok, for those who don’t use social media, a particular photo-editing application has been taking over. Now, everyone on Facebook, Instagram and Twitter seems to be using FaceApp. Moving on, the app has the ability to alter a person’s picture, making them appear younger, older, of a different gender or any other combination of things. Recently, folks have been abusing the app and making themselves look like grandparents. In any case, the trend might’ve already jumped the shark and it’s only been a couple of days.

Now, with all of that being said, allow me to get into my conspiracy theorist bag. So, does anybody know where all of our information goes? Better yet, does anybody actually read the privacy terms for these apps? First, the company that owns FaceApp, Wireless Lab, is a Russian-based organization. Second, the company not only owns all of the content, but also logs cookies, IP addresses, browser information, etc. On top of that, I just don’t trust anything that can be used for facial recognition, son.

Keeping it a buck, this post isn’t really about Russia or any political hack-jobs. Side bar, I still don’t trust Russia as far as I can throw them, man. Given all of the fuckery they’ve pulled off in our election process, I wouldn’t put anything past them, fam. Anyway, the grander point is, where do we draw the line, man? Like, when will we stop giving all of these companies our data, bruh? Shit, Mark Zuckerberg alone probably knows more about us than we do. So, why are we giving additional apps our faces, son? I mean, maybe I’m paranoid, but we legitimately have no control over what they do with our likeness, brethren.

In the end, put the cotdamn phone down, son. Ultimately, The Man is listening to our phone calls, 23andMe has our DNA and FaceApp now has our faces. By and by, don’t be surprised when the powers that be start creating cyborgs that look like us and can mimic our conversations. Sound crazy? Well, we already gave these companies all of the data they need, man. James Cameron done already warned us about the T-1000, fam. That is all. LC out.