Disclaimer/ Stally!/Moving to St. Bernard/ The Police

Ladies, you know I love you both so don't take offense to my blog. In fact let me put my disclaimer on this blog. This is adult material tonight. It is not to inflame one's emotion. It is not racially sensitive. It is not the intent of the writer to start a civil blog unrest like the race riot (the hell with the term civil unrest, let's call oit like it was, they were beating up white people) in the City of Cincinnati in 2001. It's Black History month, remember? Thanks for giving me the month with the less days. Appreciate it! I ain't stupid! (ebonics in action) Give the old black man a break! Let's reflect on the shit that black people said over the years that makes me shake my head in disbelief. The infamous Rodney King's statement to reporters "Can't we all just get along?" while his black ass walks in the Bank of Los Angeles depositing his 2 million dollar settlement check in the bank) Why didn't he give some of that money to the brothers? Guess what? Can't find him with a search warrant since he got paid. There's a saying in the black community of "who got paidand who got played", well, it looks like Rodney got paid and the comminity got played. Give me a break! The crook Don King's famouus quote, "Only in America" while holding an American flag as he prostitutes and bilks fighters out of millions. The Reverend Jesse L. Jackson, our black leader speaking on family values while practicing infidelity inpregnating his Secretary while his wife was out of town. I now know what he means by the word "Rainbow Coalition", women of all colors. You remember old Jesse, the author who said our black youths, "I Am Somebody" That's what i learned at the all black high school I went to (Lincoln Heights H.S.) before the State of Ohio shut our ass down for having 213 school and code violations like teachers teaching out of the major (like my French teacher teaching Math) We didn't mind Ms. Ghee teacing anything because she was 23 and always sat on het desk to teach. What made that so awesome for the boys was she wore mini skirts. Could you imagine the male attendance in that class? It was get there on time to get the best seat or view, whatever you call it. She had all of our attention. Kimnda like a recent teacher at the Hope who said the way she got the rowdy students to behave was to show more cleavage. She said that they were all at awe. That's true, when we were at Jefferson Hall at Newport on the Levee while we were drinking she showed me how she did it, literally! I can see how her students were at awe. We doidn't learn a damn thing but we sure knew our colors.

Moving on! St. Bernard, everytime i say that word I think of the invisible fence. I mean if we made it to Mitchell and Vine it was almost like there was a damn invisible fence at that intersection. The cruisers would stop on a dime and turn north on Vine Street. I would be tired as hell when I got there but I was FREE! I remember the Dairy queen, Ross Field, the police station, the police station, the post office where they use to take my black ass and hit me with a billy club cushion by a phone book out of the trunk (check it out sometimes, same pain, no bruises) East Mitchell Avenue was funny as hell! On one side you would see whites and the other side you would see blacks. It was like looking at Africa and Australia in one view. Have you been to St. Bernard lately? You know that commercial, "I can't believe it's butter", I can't believe the number of blacks in St,. Bernard. No offense Sharon but section 8 is alive and well. Before I leave this world I'm going to move to St. Bernard on Vine Street, the site of my last running from the police and close to three establishments I know very well. Chili Time, Meiner's Cafe and the police station. Moving on! Bridgetown, Bridgetown Elemantary the school I took two ass whoopings from.

Last but not least, the love I have for both of you has no color boundaries. But I want you to know. "Some of my best friends are white" Take a drink and figure out what the hell Stally! is talking about. I am! Until then Holla!