S E A T S & R E C E I P T S
September 20, 2017
• T W O: clapback chronicles
In the second installment of the Clapback Chronicles, we reiterate today that ignorance truly sees no color. Like any forceful reminder, ignorance, like a pimp slap to the face with powder, will come at you fast and with the same FORCE that life, gravity, YOU NAME IT, will hit you with.
Once again, ignorance reared its shady head as well as claimed another victim. Equipping that same misguided victim / individual with an abundance of less than smart arsenal, ignorance proved that it still reigns supreme in the land of the questionably free. In search of the chill this poor young lady clearly lacks, I find myself tumbling down the rabbit hole to "reclaim my time," to use it to share a petty piece of my mind. Just a little slice of, "I ain't the one and today ain't the day, sis...," I am left with no other choice but to shade the un-shaded. Though I do FIRMLY, enjoy relishing and flourishing in my petty ways, I do realize, that outside of this receipt collecting post, the real issue still remains: my BLACK is only beautiful when put on display. It is not beautiful on me.
That is a problem.
Maybe one day, in a post less shade induced, I'll explore this issue further. Until then, do indulge. And it is perfectly okay if you are NOT SORRY that you are NOT SORRY. Reclaim your time! Reclaim your SORRYs. They are not for FREE!
It is time we stop being sorry for what we feel. It is time we stop being sorry for calling an “alternative” right a REAL wrong.
It is time.
Do NOT be sorry.
April 01, 2017
• O N E: clapback chronicles
Gate: Melting Pot
I’ve grown quite accustomed to serving and delivering well needed SHADE to the many who feel they are undeserving of it. However, little do they realize, I rarely cast SHADE to the undeserving. If you find the sun missing from your blissfully ignorant sky that is because you’ve either done something or said something that REQUIRES the clouds of REAL FACTS to grace your ALTERNATIVE FACT-based skies. Life, though it seems to revolve around FAKE NEWS is NOT hesitate to correct anyone. It will kick you down, displace you from the ignorant pedestal that which you sit and leave you to find a SEAT, not at the table, with us, for us, by us, but at the table of those who still NEED to LEARN. So, like life itself, I take it upon myself, to aid the world with the snatching of wigs, removal of edges, YOU NAME IT! I am here to help. One shady moment at a time.
August 01, 2016
• Big Dumb or Little Dumb?
You Tried It! You TRIED!
Not everyone is blessed with the ability to know when to speak and when not to speak. Far too often, people enjoy the sounds of their voice - though they would rarely admit such selfish ideals - to realize that they NEED NOT have an opinion on everything. However, in today's day and age, you are damned if you do and damned if you don't. So, many just go with doing what they THINK is right even though it is clearly quite wrong, or rather, misguided - to be politically correct. And such was the case with the comments Bow Wow made in regards to the issues of the Civil Rights movements and where he believed he stood in that narrative.
Figuring out when and how to post this piece has been an utter internal challenge for me as it is unlike my usual blog posts. With my usual posts, I try, for the most part; to remain as politically correct and as respectful of others as I possibly can ― given, that is not always the case. However, I do my best, to be as courteous as one can be when expressing disdain towards any social and/or cultural issues. Thus, I decided the best way to share this type of energy ― which will undoubtedly be racially charged, gendered biased from time to time, ridden with colloquialisms and just about anything borderline debate fueling ― was to create a sub-genre to my budding blog, titled: Seats & Receipts. Seats & Receipts is essentially an extension, an exploration into more of my thoughts and ramblings. Seats & Receipts will be a platform for READS, or in other words, the discrediting of individuals who simply forgot to check themselves before they inevitably wrecked themselves. I will not spare any feelings. Nor will I dial back any of my awkward, diary-of-a-exasperated-black-woman-spirit. So, do, as I say time and time again, enjoy. Read. Repeat. Share. And read again.
I hope you're ready for this dive into the Explorative Shade-Hoodery: A Seat Required Reading of the Blissfully and Purposefully Ignorant.
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