Dear Letter Series: Richard Jefferson
July 16, 2009
Dear Richard Jefferson,
RJ! Whats good my dude? Had to write you a letter my NBA Star pal, I just read the funniest/saddest news I have heard in a while. First of all congratulations on being traded to the San Antonio Spurs. I think this is a perfect system for you to flourish in. But anyway back to your recent pop up in the celebrity news. I just got the word you called off the wedding with New Jersey Net dancer Kesha Ni’Chole Nichols. Rich thats cool in all bro but the part that really opened my eyes was the fact that you broke off the wedding via email. Lol. Your a cold cat brutha! My dude! All I want to know is how did you go about doing this? Did you just wake up and say hey this is not going to work and reach over on your nightstand and grabbed your Blackberry and poured out your feelings in a email to your fiancée on why you cannot marry her? If you did, thats gotta be the most crushing email a woman has ever read in the history of humanity. My heart actually goes out to the poor girl. There she is enjoying life all happy and excited because she is going to be getting married and start a family, ect. She probably was really happy and her family and friends were excited as well, im sure! And then she received the email from hell. I would love to have been a fly on the wall when she read this email you sent. How does a woman recover from that? Eww I know! She doesn’t. I feel sorry for the dude who has to follow up behind you with her. I mean he might have to sign a contract prior to the wedding. lol. Richard I gotta ask bruh. What made you call it off? Did you have lunch with your financial adviser prior to the wedding day? Did he pull out diagrams on how much money and assets you would lose if the marriage didn’t work? Were you guys getting a prenuptial? Whats the deal! I think it may be all of the above. You probably figured hey whats six figures as a buyout now versus millions in a divorce later (I think you have a future as NBA General Manager). I guess its a good complimentary prize. When I think about it, its like you teased her. She was thinking she was 24 hours away from winning the lotto and with a press of a button on your Blackberry her whole world came crashing down. No million dollar NBA star sweepstakes for her. Well I hope she knows how to invest money because she is going to have to stretch out those six figures you gave her over a lifetime. I know the New Jersey Net dancers salaries are not the best. Speaking of the Nets when do the Spurs play them in New Jersey next season? You think I can get a ticket? The fans are going to love you! Well I gotta run RJ. Get back at me when ever you read this on your Blackberry. hahahahahahahaha.
Ya Boy,
CB aka Lou Alcindor
Dear Letters Series Returns: Dear Al Sharpton
July 3, 2009
I am happy to say to all followers that I am bringing my “Dear Letter” series back. If you are not familiar, it is a series where I address certain people on issues, concerns, recent happenings that may be going on with certain celebrities. Some of you may remember my “Dear Kanye” letter in which I addresed the platinum selling artist on his use of auto tunes in the entire “808’s and Heartbreaks” album. Unfortuantely Mr. West never got my letter, much to my dismay he released an album entirely recorded in auto tune. I can honestly say it some what worked and some what didn’t work for him. I say it was too repetitive! But who am I really? Exactly! Lol. Thank God Jay-Z recently released “D.O.A”(Death of Autotune) which should have come at least a year earlier, yes I was tired of it then. Anyway back to the subject at hand in my latest “Dear Letter”…….
Dear Al Sharpton,
Greetings Al! I won’t take the time to address you properly by calling you Mr. Al Sharpton, its not that I am trying to be rude….well maybe I am. Who cares! Anyway! I have been meaning to write you for a very long time. Your recent appearances on tv following the death of the late great Michael Jackson reminded me why I have been wanting to holla at you. Well I cannot speak for all my people but I for one can say I am tired of you popping up in the media every time I look around. Whenever there is something major going on within the arena of famous African American(black) people you find a way to get in front of a camera. When The King of Pop passed I thought for sure maybe this time you would butt out and sit your ass down and let the family and fans mourn. But no you just had to find a camera and mic to add your penny of a thought to the situation at hand. I am still at this very moment trying to figure out where do you fit in this whole scenario, oh I know you don’t. Your just a crooked ass tired black negroe political pimp who wants to be seen and heard all the damn time. It makes me sick to my stomach every time I see your tired gray permed ponytail on the television butting into the latest news within the black community. Al we do not care for your opinion. You do not speak for black people what so ever, I do not know why they try to make you the voice of us. Jay Z said it best on his “American Gangster” album by saying, ”And If Al Sharpton speakin’ for me// Somebody give him the word and tell him I don’t approve”. Al for decades now you have found a way to swindle yourself into the eye of the media to give your opinion like you truly care for your people. You have led several news conferences, rallies, protest, ect. Why don’t you shed light on why you do this Al! You do it to get paid. I am aware that everything you do its a dollar amount behind it. I am sick and tired of you using your own people to put money in your own pocket. Here is my word of advice Al: Cut the damn perm off and keep your ass away from the camera. You need to just fade to black and go somewhere far off and let us forget your existence. What Black America needs is someone who truly cares for us and is not in it for the money. Someone who truly cares to uplift our community and you Al are definitely not that. I am hoping our nations president Mr. Barack Obama can be that but its still alot of work to do before we fully determine that. You on the other hand are a Phony Black Fake Pimpin’ Wanna Be Reverend. So I am saying goodbye(singing:nah nah nah nah oh Al! Al! Good Bye!), I am expecting you to stay out of our(Black America’s) business. I expect you to step away from the mics and cameras immediately. Thanks!
With Pleasure,
CB aka Lou Alcindor
PS: Ay Jessie! I got my eye on you!
Standing Strong
June 29, 2009
You ever been in love?You ever had a falling out with your
family.Ever met that”special” someone that you thought was
going to be that person to help you reach the stars and give you
everything life has to offer? The answer to all those
questions is probably yes.
For Trina Stewart, these things were all components of her
young life post high school graduation
from Leuzinger High School in Lawndale,California.She thought she had found
love.She thought she had found that man.Cinderella had found her Prince
Charming.He was it..or so she thought.Then , in the blink of an eye,things took
a turn that almost turned fatal.
As I spoke to Miss Stewart, I remember quite vividly seeing
missing persons postings affixed with her image on supermarkets and phone booths.Almost
in disbelief,I remember telephoning many friends that knew her, telling them of
my discovery.Most ,like I, couldn’t fathom what happen.Recently, after nearly
18 years,( and thanks to Facebook)I reconnected with Trina .As we reminisced, I
breached the subject of how I had seen the postings in and around my
neighborhood.To my surprise, not only did she confirm what I had seen,she
expressed a desire to recount the story behind them.
Love,as it turned out, took Trina to Nevada.Love , however,
soon revealed to be short lived as the man of her dreams became an inhuman
monster , becoming both verbally and physically abusive.With this in mind,
Trina decided the best way to try and get out of the situation would be to try
and reopen the lines of communication with her family ,lines which had been
through the wringer.These attempts proved to be futile as
every time she gave family members a phone number to contact her and
establish her whereabouts, her “controller” would change the number and she
would be back to square one.One fateful night , however, that all changed.
See, one night, Trina Stewart, decided , she was going to
cease to be a victim.She was going to fight backThat what was different about
this night.What was also different was the gun that would come into play.Her
“assailant”retrieved a gun from an upstairs bedroom and vowed to kill her,
backing her into the kitchen, and in his deranged state,expelling a bullet from
the gun. The bulletstruck her on the left thigh, leaving a tennis ball size
hole in her leg, which immediately began gushing plasma.The fact she didn’t get
fatally wounded was due to her inadvertenly turning her hips as she tried to
avoid her attacker.
As she laid there, drifting in and out of consciousness, she
kept telling herself she recalls” I’m not going to die”As most abusers do, he
blamed her for forcing him now to finish the job and kill her and whistled a
second shot past her head that she recounts she “only heard but never saw” due
to her enormous bloodloss.
Then ,in either a moment of clarity, or a stroke of genius, she turned the
tables.She began to use her words to soothe his troubled lament..She exclaimed to him
repeatedly”Baby, we can work things out.We’ll be alright”.All the while, she’s
nearing a critical state of unconsciousness.But not her will to live.Her words
proved to be soothing enough for her then boyfriend to phone 911 and report that
his girlfriend had been”accidentally shot”and that an ambulance was necessary.At
this point, things become cloudy .The next vision she sees is in a hospital room, surrounded by
her mother, brother and cousin, who she had lost contact with, previously
sabotaged in attempts to repair and heal the wounds that had been opened up previously.
The road to recovery was not an easy one.Doctors told her
that the damage she sustained to her leg would not allow her to walk again.But
she was not to be denied .With help from her brother, helping her with physical
rehab,she was able to overcome this obstacle and move forward, earning a degree,
speaking to young women about the perils of domestic abuse, and how to see the
signs.She also put her story in musical form , recording two albums , including
one that was almost autobiographical in recounting the incident, at the studio that
her brother and cousin built from the ground up.
What’s next for Trina? Marriage,children?If the right one
comes along.For now though, she ‘s just content to tell you her story…of
tragedy,triumph…and rebirth.
Michael Jackson Dies at Age 50:RIP to The King of Pop | pic of MJ on the way to hospital
June 25, 2009
I am sad to say to say that Michael Jack aka The King of Pop has passed away. Jackson died today after suffering cardiac arrest(heart attack). It is very hard to take this news being a child of the 80’s. Children of this era were practically raised off his music. He is arguabuly the greatest music artist of all time, he has blessed the music fans with twelve #1 hits. It is fair to say that he represented the whole 1980 music decade. Who could forget when the Thriller video when it debuted, it changed music videos forever. I will never forget the first time I saw him moon walk across the stage with that sparking glove, I nearly lost my mind. I am sure others were just like me, at times I imitataed MJ so much I almost felt like I was him. People can be so cruel and Jackso defenitely received alot of hurtful criticism. I am sure the stress on hsi heart could not take it any longer. Michael Jackson truly left an impact on the world through his music and he will be forever missed. RIP Michael Jackson.
Update: below: picture of MJ as the paramedics attempted to revive him. (Photo courtesy of ET by way of Shabooty.com)
A Message To Fathers
June 23, 2009
So Sunday was Fathers Day. A day made special for the fathers out there across the world. Its a touching day for myself being that growing up I did not have my father in my life. So I have a great deal of respect for the men who take the time and are actually a part of their children lives. I am talking about men who step up to the plate and are not afraid to be apart of their kid(s) lives in its entirety. I am not talking about the men who just drop by with a gift like a Nintendo wii game or a pair of shoes here and there and think that’s the meaning of being a father. I’m talking about the fathers who show up to parent teachers conferences, spelling bee’s, little league sports games, swimming lessons, graduations and any other activities from the list of events children partake in.
I often think to myself what can posses a man to get a woman pregnant, let her walk around for nine long months and go through strenuous labor only to not be in that child’s life. I cannot understand how a man can go on with his life knowing that a part of him is somewhere developing each day going from an infant, to a child to a teen, and then to an adult. Personally I would find it extremely difficult to look myself in the mirror each day knowing that I have not been there for my child or children, any man who has done this is not a man he is what you call A POOR EXCUSE. Most men find EXCUSES on why they could not be there for their kids. It varies from anything to not having a father in their own lives, being too young, not being able to get along with the child’s mother, no money, along with thousands of other excuses dead beats come up with. These could very well be reasons why a father may not be in a child’s life but they only equate to EXCUSES.
I have a message for dead beat dads: THERE IS NO EXCUSE NOT TO BE A PART OF YOUR CHILD’S LIFE. Whatever the case may be there is always a way around any obstacle keeping you from being a father. Most of these men have identity crises. They spend a majority of their time chasing to be something they are not. They have these out of reach goals and accomplishments they have set and won’t stop until their accomplished(so they can begin fatherhood) but the problem is they never take the time out to think about the kid. In the meantime the child is growing older each day and is slowly losing its innocent view on their father. And loneliness turns to sadness which develops into complete anger. The kid does not care about your status, they will love you as long as you are there for them and you love them.
Make no mistake about it there are many women in this world who have made it hard for guys to be a father. By lying to the child about their father, by speaking badly of the father to the kid, and also threatening the father of not ever being able to see his child. But guess what? There is still NO EXCUSE. If you as a father want a relationship with your child you can find a way to make it happen. For men who have trouble with the mother of the child find an approach to take in order to make a compromise in getting more time with your kid. For instance if you have weekend visits or custody, keep steady and level communication with the mother. This may help you when you request from her more days or time with the child. Doing this may take you from just weekend custody or visits to a point where the mother allows you and extra day or a week out the month to keep your child. If that does not work make sure you document the time you do get with the child, get a good lawyer and request more time from the judge. If your are making a steady effort no one can deny a man trying to be a part of his kids life. And eventually even the mother will not be able to deny you.
The presence of a father is very important whither he has a daughter or a son. It is vital that a daughter has her father present because this gives her the comfort of a man at a young age. It teaches her to trust a man and also how to treat a man. A fathers unconditional love stays with the girl her whole life which allows her as an adult to open up to a man in a relationship and in marriage. There are many women who struggle in relationships with men because they never had a good example of a man in their lives, so they do not know how to love or trust a man. Then there are times the mother is voicing her opinion of the father to her daughter so its embedded in the child’s head that her father is nothing but a deadbeat. As a result when the girl becomes an adult it could lead to her resenting men and never submitting to a man in a relationship or marriage. A fathers presence is equally important in a boys life. The father needs to be there to teach a boy lessons in how to become a man, this needs to start at an early age. There many lessons a boy can learn in life such as how to treat a woman. This can play a major part in bringing back the long lost art of chivalry(Websters Definition: marked by gracious courtesy and high-minded consideration especially to women), which most people say is dead. The days of guys opening a door for a woman, bringing flowers, pulling out a chair for a woman to have a seat, and many other gestures you can show to make a woman feel special need to return to normality. A boy could never know how to treat a women if he is not taught. Sure a woman can teach him but with it coming from a man it has a bigger impact. With a father being an everyday example it gives the son a visual that stays in memory for a life time. Doing this can prevent a boy from growing into a man who does not respect women in relationships and marriage as well. Fathering both genders is beneficial to society, it can cut down on single parent homes and the divorce rates.
Speaking as a person who is now 26 years old who did not know his father growing up as a kid, I understand the stress of not having a dad on fathers day. Despite the predicament I turned out to be a hell of a man. I am smart, intelligent, educated, well spoken, amongst other good qualities. Coming up with no dad definitely built character but it would have been good to have my father around. I myself made it because I had a spiritual father. My spiritual father is God and he always has been there for me. My God supplies all my needs, he is there to talk to when ever I need him. Having the knowledge and comfort to be able to go to my spiritual father allowed me not to miss my earthly father much. So my message to fathers out there get involved with your children if you haven’t already and if you are continue to be there in your child’s life. Give your children the opportunity to enjoy their father here on earth as well as their Father in Heaven. Do not miss out on being a part of an awesome kids life like myself.
*Special thanks for input notes from Patrice Lydia of Signature Touch
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