16 February 2017 ~ 1 Comment

See That Black Boy Over There Runnin’ Scared?

See That Black Boy Over There Runnin’ Scared?

I was 9 or 10 and a 5th grader at a very revolutionary school in Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn. It was a Friday evening, I believe, and I was staying over my best friend and classmate Ketema’s house, as I often did back in them days, over on Herkimer Street in brooklyn. His father told the two of […]

10 February 2017 ~ 7 Comments

On Bullying, Hazing, and Backbiting in Japan

On Bullying, Hazing, and Backbiting in Japan

My first year at the school, there was an isolated incident where one student who was being bullied by another finally had had enough and went after him, in the middle of the class, with a pair of scissors. As I approached the student with the scissors stealthily from behind, the Japanese teacher practically dived in front of the damn things to stop him from slicing the other. The way he had thrown himself into the fray led me to believe that maybe the Japanese teacher’s guidelines say something along the lines of: in the event of an altercation, if there is blood spilt it had better be yours, or heads will roll.

08 February 2017 ~ 1 Comment

Filling The Black Hole in the Space Program

Filling The Black Hole in the Space Program

Truth be told, we’d likely still be dreaming of reaching the stars if not for these industrious individuals, so I just wanted to take a moment out to acknowledge them this #BLM.

07 February 2017 ~ 1 Comment

If You Live in Japan and Never Use These, Consider Yourself Japanese

If You Live in Japan and Never Use These, Consider Yourself Japanese

Over the course of my 13 years in Japan I have found that many of my feelings I just can’t express well in Nihongo. The Japanese “cuss” words just don’t do it for me. For example, all the feelings I would use “Fuck” to express in English, I simply couldn’t feel with its Japanese counterpart. So I was forced to create […]

06 February 2017 ~ Comments Off on Self-Emancipation for Dummies

Self-Emancipation for Dummies

Self-Emancipation for Dummies

In the U.S., VERY near to Haiti and still growing by leaps and bounds on free labor stolen from the same shores these Haitian revolutionaries originated from, a tsunami of fear swept across the Caribbean and right into the heart of the Divided States of America.

06 February 2017 ~ 1 Comment

A Sojourn in Haiti

A Sojourn in Haiti

I had planned to write a travel piece about Haiti, describing how idyllic she is: the lush green countryside, the cloud-capped mountains, the clear blue waters, the wistful art, the dignified people, their soul-stirring courage, etc… Then give an account of the trouble in paradise, Haiti’s well-documented downside: The political unrest, the undermining corruption, the […]

06 February 2017 ~ Comments Off on Nothing But Love for THIS Love Hotel!

Nothing But Love for THIS Love Hotel!

Nothing But Love for <em>THIS</em> Love Hotel!

Words like “designed by” are not even a consideration at your run of the mill ラブホ. Most of them look like something that Hello Kitty might’ve hacked up in a hairball or a hentai otaku on molly was handed the task.

04 February 2017 ~ Comments Off on “Mannnn! You Come Right Outtavah Comic Book!!”

“Mannnn! You Come Right Outtavah Comic Book!!”

“Mannnn! You Come Right Outtavah Comic Book!!”

I’m talking about the man who brought the orient to the hood, who could bring his feet and fist to a gunfight and bop away beneath a shower of his opponent’s blood and teeth, the undisputed world champion of taking shit from no one, the shogun of soul, the sensei of sin, the monk of funk, the master of disaster…y’all know who I’m talking about!

03 February 2017 ~ Comments Off on The One-Eyed Black Jew Who Changed the World!

The One-Eyed Black Jew Who Changed the World!

The One-Eyed Black Jew Who Changed the World!

He had hobbies like marrying white women and hoarding diamonds, even had a diamond in his eye socket to replace the eye he’d lost. Soon, even his name became synonymous with sellout.

26 January 2017 ~ Comments Off on Is This How The World Views Us? Part 3: Furious Styles Packs A .357 Magnum

Is This How The World Views Us? Part 3: Furious Styles Packs A .357 Magnum

Is This How The World Views Us? Part 3: Furious Styles Packs A .357 Magnum

Now, some of y’all probably know there was an East coast – West coast feud back in the 90s, but fortunately at this time, it was in the way early days of that foolishness, so I didn’t hesitate to say New York. Never do whenever I venture to flyover America, which is basically anywhere but New York — to a New Yorker.
“Oh word!?” one said. “What you doing in these parts bruh?!”
“I’m a tourist,” I confessed.