...Gang violence was ruled as what is known as the Bronx, New York. Many youth felt this was the only way of life and the only choice they were given to survive. The youth then turned to the gangs and referred to their actions as a way of life. Which in turn lead to many young lives lost between the African American culture and the Latino culture. With fire in their lungs and pain in their hearts Hip Hop and Rap was born. Many called it their way out of the burning hell on earth. More than 60 years ago African Americans and Latinos turned spoken word and poetry in what is now called Rap. They used is as a way to express themselves when no one wanted to hear what they had to say on a daily basis. In the 60s Rap and Hip Hop was a way many African American men expressed their thoughts without ending up behind bars or beaten to death. Once Rap became mainstream many listeners let go of the beat and listened to the message behind the beat, they started to focus on the lyrics. While being freed from slavery, African American were still slaves to the abuse and being mistreated in American and many didn’t have a fire behind the anger to make a stand. Rap lyrics that held a strong uplifting message gave many people those flames to stand and fight for their rights. In an article I recently read that Rap is linguistics major’s dream while also being their worst nightmare. I didn’t read on to see why the writer stated that because I held my own beliefs as to why this may be true. While...
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...You may call it Pop Music but it makes me sick! P-Diddy, J-Lo, Britney Spears, Vanilla Ice, ABBA; it's all the same to me. Just some cheap music written by an Accountant, performed by a moron and packaged for an all too naïve pre-teen audience. Perhaps you like Pop Music, I don't. It's music that tastes great, easily digested, but only to become tomorrow's shit. One week it's J-Lo and her new hit single, the clothes she's wearing, her unstable relationships. Week after she's clichéd, blasé, the butt of jokes...old-school. Now here comes (insert any name here) who is fresh, a driving force in a new artistic form, cool, hip, dressing flashy, everyone and their sister is singing their tunes. J-LO is out, (insert any name here) is in. This is the life of a Pop phenom. I hate this music because it's cheap: the melody's are too simple, the lyrics too predictable and juvenile, it's life is short-lived. One week the nation is dancing to the tune, in the next everyone denies even liking the song. Something else is in... hip. This music is created by venture capitalists who hire professional song writers or who write the material themselves. Next they hire some unknown talent and sign them to an unreasonable contract. They book time in a studio, record the song and heavily promote their “new wonder kind” to every 12-year old in the country who wouldn't know any better. They plaster their “wonder kind” on backpacks, lunch boxes, sell their 50-page biographies, and film them for an upcoming...
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...takes is one song on the radio yer/right back on it, remindin’ me all over again how you fuckin’ just brushed me off and left me so burnt/spent a lot of time tryin’ to soul search/maybe I needed to grow up a little first, well looks like I hit a growth spurt/but I’m comin’ for closure/don’t suppose an explanation I’m owed for/the way that you turned your back on me just when I may have needed you most, oh, you thought it was over/you could just close the/chapter and go about your life like it was nothin’/you ruined mine, but you seem to be doin’ fine, well I’ve never recovered/ but tonight ‘betcha that whatch yer/’bout to go through’s tougher than anything I ever have suffered/can’t think of a, better way to define poetic justice/can I hold grudges? Mind sayin’ “let it go fuck this”/hearts sayin’ “I will once I bury this bitch alive hide the shovel and then drive off in the sunset”/and… Chorus I flee the scene, like it was my last ride/you see right through, oh, you had me pegged the first time/you can see the truth, but it’s easier to justify/what’s bad is good and I hate to be the bad guy/I just hate to be the bad guy/follow me I run, I run, follow me, follow me, I just hate to be the bad guy/Verse 2 And to think I used to think you was the shit, bitch/to think it was you at one time I worshiped? Shit/think you can hurt people and just keep getting’ away with it?/ Not this time you, better go and get the sewing kit, bitch/finish this stitch, so you can reap what you sew, knit wit/thought...
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...Uh, hardly home but always reppin, You hardly on and always second, When I'm awake you always restin, And when they call you the answer you will hardly question, I, I'm doin classic shit in all my sessions, Other nigga's situations they are all depressin, That's why I never follow y'all suggestions, I just always did my own thing, Now I run the game, you stupid muddasuckas I see all this money through my ohio state buck eyes, Shippin goin good, but good can turn to better, Cause you the type to lose her, and I'm about to get her [Chorus:] It's okay [x6] You can run an tell your friends that come on [x6] Best believe I understand It's okay [x6] You can run an tell my city come on [x6] You can run an tell my city it's on [Drake:] Yeah, wrong way down the one way, Women don't get saved round me even on a sunday, Damn where I get it from, these niggas always wonder who, Then they meet my pop and tell 'I'm ''Drake is just a younger you'', And shawty wanna party so don't let yo girl up out the house Or there'll be shots on TMZ, of me givin her mouth-to-mouth, Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her, I drop two black cars I named 'em Malcom X an Martin Luther I don't ever play but I'm in the game lady, They just loose to love, those are tennis games lady, Have you countin money goin dufflebag-crazy, Sippin on Pink Floyd an puffin Wayne Brady, Damn, who's line is it anyways, I'm in the daze, you been amazed, y'all seem to be stuck...
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...FIREWORK Do you ever feel like a plastic bag Drifting through the wind, wanting to start again? Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin Like a house of cards, one blow from caving in? Do you ever feel already buried deep? Six feet under screams but no one seems to hear a thing Do you know that there's still a chance for you 'Cause there's a spark in you? You just gotta ignite the light and let it shine Just own the night like the 4th of July 'Cause baby, you're a firework Come on, show 'em what you're worth Make 'em go, oh As you shoot across the sky Baby, you're a firework Come on, let your colors burst Make 'em go, oh You're gonna leave 'em falling down You don't have to feel like a waste of space You're original, cannot be replaced If you only knew what the future holds After a hurricane comes a rainbow Maybe you're reason why all the doors are closed [- From :http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/katy-perry-lyrics/firework-lyrics.html -] So you could open one that leads you to the perfect road Like a lightning bolt, your heart will blow And when it's time, you'll know You just gotta ignite the light and let it shine Just own the night like the 4th of July 'Cause baby you're a firework Come on, show 'em what you're worth Make 'em go, oh As you shoot across the sky Baby, you're a firework Come on, let your colors burst Make 'em go, oh You're gonna leave 'em falling down Boom, boom, boom Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon ...
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...could see was far away, beyond the tracks, over where the white folks lived. But cinders were good enough for me, and I never missed the green growing things. And anyhow, cinders were fine weapons. You could always have a nice hot war with huge black cinders. All you had to do was crouch behind the brick pillars of a house with your hands full of gritty ammunition. And the first woolly black head you saw pop out from behind another row of pillars was your target. You tried your very best to knock it off. It was great fun. I never fully realized the appalling disadvantages of a cinder environment till one day the gang to which I belonged found itself engaged in a war with the white boys who lived beyond the tracks. As usual we laid down our cinder barrage, thinking that this would wipe the white boys out. But they replied with a steady bombardment of broken bottles. We doubled our cinder barrage, but they hid behind trees, hedges, and the sloping embankments of their lawns. Having no such fortifications, we retreated to the brick pillars of our homes. During the retreat a broken milk bottle caught me behind the ear, opening a deep gash which bled profusely. The sight of blood pouring over my face completely demoralized our ranks. My fellow-combatants left me standing paralyzed in the center of the yard, and scurried for their homes. A kind neighbor saw me and rushed me to a doctor, who took three stitches in my neck. I sat brooding on my front steps, nursing my wound and...
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...Through God all things are possible “Ye though I walk through the valley of shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me” Psalm 23:4. In my darkest time of trouble I would say this scripture which reminds me that God is aways with me. During exams, family problems, altercations and even through the greatest temptations those words always remained my guide. My experiences with overcoming obsticles can not compare to some of history’s couragous people with remarkable, unforgettable stories. We have all hear the stories of Dr. Martin Luther King, Rosa Parks and even Oprah stories. But the one that touched me the most is an Afrcan’s. I assure you, you havent heard a phenomial story like Immaculee Ilibagiza, a Rwandan that survived the most hematic holocaust in history. Immaculee is a perfect example that even in difficult situations God see’s us through Like Immaculee, she too had testing times. One particular even was when she first discovered there was a tribal difference.At a young age she was discriminated because of her ethnic identity. In primary school Immaculee had to accept new changes. Finding out she belonged to the Tutsi tribe. Immaculee was able to overcome this by accepting change, she educated herself about the tutsi history. As a child she thought that being a Tutsi was a good thing, she thought it was special, she didn’t let it effect the way she thought of others. “Through a child’s eyes(or atleast my eyes)...
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...“YES”- The title of the film is as broad as the themes existing in it. The film’s opening scene with the picture of a half naked man and a woman made me speculate whether the film would be like the feminist films we have been viewing in class that left me feeling empowered as a woman or will it deal with gender relationships in a neutral manner. As the story progressed, I soon realized that the film has motifs of love, religion, sex, ethnicity, war, cultural differences, life and death running parallel to each other. The film deals with a cross-cultural love affair which seems to be a common storyline for the contemporary cinema, but what distinguishes it from other films is the plot structured by director Sally Potter in a peculiar way. The narrative is presented in the form of iambic pentameter. The characters utter rhyming verses instead of typical dialogues. The poetry is avant-garde and exudes from the tongues of the characters as flawlessly and naturally as water gushes from a waterfall. The story progresses in the form of a song. The characters are panoptic, ranging from a woman stuck in a loveless marriage to a housemaid who slickly shares her philosophy about dirt. The main characters are a woman named “She” and a man named “He”. She is an Irish-American scientist who is unhappily married to a British politician while “He” is a Lebanese surgeon, who is in exile in London and works as a cook. The characters are not given specific names because the director...
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...Kim and Myra, now wearing a medical grade surgical mask, gloves gown, coveralls, with their hair pinned up under baseball caps, move fast to exit. Step-by-step they eradicate every shred of evidence, in the middle of now using industrial-strength disinfectant to cover their tracks. Quick work, vacuuming, washing the furniture, tarnishing fingerprints and microscopic fibers. Hardly a minute passes when Myra steps into the bedroom and checks Livingston's pulse. Surprisingly, Livingston’s still breathing -- she speedily calls out to Kim, growls like a starving Sahara lioness on a hunt. “Livingston's still alive! We gave this bastard enough to take out an elephant. His big ass should’ve been dead twenty minutes ago!” At this instance, Livingston's cell phone on a nightstand begins to ring. Kim glances at Myra alarmed, who could this be they wonder. After numerous rings, Kim reluctantly picks up the cell phone, the caller I.D. reads – SHARON CHOW - Sharon is Livingston's twenty-six-year-old girlfriend, also his secretary of three years that he pays a million and a half a year. -- This complicates everything. Kim punches the menu on the iPhone to the message – the text from Sharon reads....
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...Confess - "Their so cute together." "I wish I have a relationship like them." "Relationships goals." Rumors are spreading about two people. Death the Kid and (Y/N) (L/N). These rumors are annoying Kid to no end. One because they are not dating and two (Y/N) is now spending more time with Soul. Kid was following (Y/N), because he said that she a symmetrical goddess, and that he needs to follow her to block other people from taking her away from him. He does like (Y/N) not only because of her symmetry. She was different from other girls not a bitch or a two face. (Y/N) would blush if a person complements her. She would turn the opposite way to hide her blush and call them Baka or what not. Like a tsundere person would do. "Hey Kid, you...
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...and Sarah’s relationship. Ron ignores humiliation and reputation for a moment only to discover that love can be found despite appearance and social class. Ron is not physically attracted to Sarah; on the contrary, he is fascinated by her appearance. He’s not trying to connect with her emotionally but only to lengthen this instance of experiencing something so odd. Similarly, both he and Sarah are interested in the weirdness of their relationship. Since Sarah probably never has had the chance to date someone out of her league and Ron is being pulled in by her grotesque appearance. Ron is well aware of how being with Sarah is affecting his reputation when he describes, “They were lawyers, and I knew them slightly. They were grinning at me. I grinned back and got into my car”(Banks 6) . Although he doesn’t let others opinions affect him, Ron’s obsession with Sarah is fueled by their opinion. This is why he recounts in first person his interest of “the moment” during his conversations with Sarah: an...
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...From: Forensics and the Violent Criminal Mind Interviewing the Violent Criminal: A Case Scenario The room was plain and without windows to the outside. On one side of the room was a large window mirror. It was obvious that it was a one way mirror, with eyes looking into the room from the other side. At the table sat one man, wearing an expression of defiance on his thin, scraggly-bearded face. His clothes were wrinkled and disheveled. While he stared straight ahead as he had done for the preceding two hours, the other man looked at him in disgust as he stood beside the table. The man standing up was in his mid-to-late forties, with a bit of a paunch, and balding. His face was mildly pockmarked, most likely from the ravages of teenage acne. His jacket lay open, just enough to expose part of a holster strap near his shoulder. He liked to keep his tie loose during interrogations. He’d been through this hundreds of times before. The man then briefly massaged his mouth and mustache while he glared down at the suspect. The two men were in an interrogation room of the NYPD’s 15th precinct. The suited man glaring down was Detective Andy Sipowitz, a veteran of fifteen years on the force, with ten of those years as a member of the homicide division. The suspect was one Marcus Bronstein who was charged with the murder of a family of four, including two young girls, ages thirteen and five. ...
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...two Rolex’s which Jay Z has famously covered in diamonds. The song continues with Kanye rapping his first verse Damn Yeezy and Hov, where the hell ya been? Niggas talking real reckless; stuntmen I adopted these niggas, Phillip Drummond them Now I’m about to make them tuck their whole summer in They say I’m crazy, but I’m about to go dumb again They ain't seen me cause I pulled up in my other Benz Last week I was in my other other Benz Throw your diamonds up cause we in this bitch another ‘gain The first 5 lines of the Kanye verse also rely on assonance as they're rhyming point Kanye use’s the sound of “en” “in” as his vital rhyming point where extra enthuses can be heard over the word. Kanye then continues to change his rhyming point and begins to use the repetitive sound of ‘enz’ ‘ains’. The verse also contains references’s towards the luxury sports cars Mercedes in which he insists that the Paparazzi or a media member was not able to recognise Kanye because he arrived in one of his different Mercedes than before. Jay-Z’s second verse Photo shoot fresh, looking like wealth I’m 'bout to call the paparazzi on myself Live from the Mercer Run up on Yeezy the wrong way, I might murk ya Flee in the G450 I might surface Political refugee, asylum can be purchased Everything's for sale I got 5 passports, I’m never going to jail Jay Z begins the verse by using a variation of the assonance rap style as he changes the rhyming tone every 2 lines, the first two lines run...
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...distance. But with sunny days come obligations. You're expected to be productive and enjoy the day. Let's be real: Birds poop on your car, kids are loud and annoying, and freshly cut grass unleashes your hay fever. Yes, sunny days put a lot of pressure on a person. Conversely, cold, rainy or snowy days are the best because you have a good excuse to stay in bed and cuddle up under the covers with cats sleeping by your feet. But someone has to feed them, and that someone is you. Only under threat of feline mutiny or family banishment will you venture out to the store to get cat food and holiday gifts, and that's torture because the holiday season brings those awful chipper, happy people out in droves. I don't know about you, but I'm ready to bitch-slap the next beaming face. I'm just not in the mood for it. It could be that you have a perfectly fine, supportive family. I know I do. They're great folks. But in the throes of depression, it's hard to see or appreciate that. And if you don't have family or friends close by, the loneliness can feel unbearable. This article isn't meant to be a cure-all; after all, depression is a many-faceted beast. What we can offer here are some tips to help you get through the endless drudge of holiday parties, workplace gatherings and caroling, depression be damned. Twenty-five tips, one per day--think of it as a sort of depression advent calendar. If I had the energy, I'd paint a lovely picture for each day. To be perfectly honest, I'd rather sleep...
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...RAPE IN MILITARY Back in my hometown, when I was just a young little girl, there was a time that American movie culture approached us and caught many attentions to viewers. During that time, the genre that amazed and thrilled me the most was those movies about war, for which my admiration to military women was later developed through such great movies like Pearl Harbor or Cadet Kelly. For the first time in my life, I realized how honored, brave and independent a woman can be, and most importantly, how there was still a place in the World where women were respected and appreciated. I was indeed grateful for that. However, having grown up and experienced with several cultures, I started to discover the dark sides of every society, in which the unfair treatment to women still happens in family, at work place, or even on the streets. My belief from childhood about an existing fairness for women has collapsed immediately after I figured out a dirty truth behind the most disciplined, governmentally institutional family called the U.S military. An analysis of military women who was raped during their serving reveals an increasing number of victims from last several years, which somehow has turned into an issue called “military rape culture”, while emphasizes the extravagant neglect of the authorities when it comes to let the cat out of the bag. My fellow women, have you ever gotten into a situation when you had to gather all your courage to choose the very rough path but eventually...
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