Tuesday, October 26, 2010

I Whip My Hair (and you should too!)

Anyone who knows me knows that I have an unhealthy obsession with the Smith brand, particularly Will Smith. But I also love his gorgeous wife Jada, his son Trey (from his first wife), his son Jaden aka "The Karate Kid", and his youngest, Willow Smith.

As a youngster, I was enamored with the Fresh Prince. He seemed like a pretty clean-cut guy who was still cool! I loved it; that's who I wanted to be. Judge me, that's fine. The weird thing about my crush, was, that it wasn't dampened by his courtship and eventual marriage to Jada Pinkett. I rooted for them; I wanted him to be happy. And then, as they had eponymous children, Willow and Jaden, I rooted for Black Hollywood's outrageously successful family.

Unlike most people, I'm a fan of both Will the actor and Will the hip-hop artist. So while most of you all were formally introduced to Willow over the past couple months with her smash hit, "Whip My Hair", I became familiar with her on Will Smith's 2002 LP, "Born to Reign." Track #6, "Willow is A Player" is a reggae-influenced track, where Will sings about his love for his then 2-year-old daughter. It's corny -- the lyrics include, "every eye tied to her as she steps out the crib" and "what make it so crazy... I met her through my wife." It's corny.... but it's cute.

I remember the day I first heard Willow's Whip My Hair track.

Monday, October 25, 2010

The Morbid Elephant in the Room

I didn't want to write about this for fear of being perceived as the "skinny, insensitive jerk". But if this post pushes someone towards a healthier lifestyle, then it's all worth it.

Think back in your life. Have you ever seen someone who has lost a drastic amount of weight (in a good way), and said, "Wow you look great! You've really lost weight!" Probably. Even if someone seems to have dropped about 5 - 10 lbs that they could afford to lose, you usually comment on it. Now... let's flip it. Everyone's seen someone with the "Freshman Fifteen", or who just happened to gain a couple pounds over the holidays. Do you point it out and say, "Looks like you've picked up some weight there, chubbers!" Of course not.

Friday, October 15, 2010

Flattering stereotypes

Whenever we talk about racial stereotypes, it's usually a serious matter. As we all know racial stereotypes are a combination of A. ridiculous ideas that people made up to make themselves feel better, and B. actual evidence that often proves stereotypes to be true. The latter doesn't make them any more legitimate but it does make them hard to debunk.

But some of them are... kinda funny and/or flattering. Do Black men really want to take the time to convince men of other races that the size of their... well, my parents read this blog, so I'll stop here.

A few stereotypes that don't call for civil rights attorneys (shoutout to Lomax) include:

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Your Digital Footprint

During the 2008 Presidential Campaign when various "scandals" were coming to the light, I remember thinking, "Wooooowww. they are really pulling stuff out from waaaaay back.. videos of old pastor's sermons, cigarette habits, a troublesome community college experience... *cough Palin cough*."

And then another thought occcured to me. These people had scandals, skeletons, and dirt that our media hounds were able to dig up from the 70's... what will it be like when my generation gets around 35, the electable age? It could get reeeaaaaaalllly ugly, when we pull out drunk tweets, old Facebook statuses, sloppy birthday party photo albums.

The majority of the folks I hang out with are around 22-35. I'm almost 25, and I remember when Howard first received access to Facebook. This was back before photo albums and status updates. You got to put up ONE picture, there was no Farmville, no event messages, and certainly no zombies. Ah, the glory days. We had a wall and pokes, and that was good enough. But anyway... Facebook, Youtube, Twitter, Gchat, and other lesser social networks have become a way of life for folks my age. It's the only way I know so-and-so got married, and so-and-so is gay now... and so forth. It's an easy way to share information, no doubt about it. It's also something you don't have to really think to do. And that's the problem...

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Top 8 Reasons I left South Carolina (and I'm not going back)

Disclaimer: I don't hate South Carolina. Most of my mom's family is there, including my sister, cousins, aunts, uncles, etc. I attended a great high school there, and made some good friends.

South Carolina continues to find its way in the news and hearts of Americans for its various travashamockery (a word, I learned from, that was in a 2004 Super Bowl Commercial.)

I say "Top 8" Reasons, because I don't want to imply that there are only 8. There's more. Meet me at Busboys and Poets and I'll give you the rest.

Here we go.