Hidden Racism

So here's the set-up. Saturday night, the Mac man and one of his boys had just stopped at the local McDonald around midnight before we headed out to the next bar. It's just a little before midnight, and this McDonald is in the center of a college campus. No, not a residential campus either, a commuter campus, a city campus rather. Something similar to NYU for my New York people, or UIC for my Midwest people. Now, you know the Mac man is in Boston, a white city, on a college campus.

Mac grabs his burger and fries, and gets a seat near the window, because I must see who is coming in and out at all times, in case I need to start running. Well, here comes a policeman with his sirens blasting, flying down the road, and pulls up right in front of the window. **Although I knew I didn't do anything wrong, and he was outside while I was inside, yes I did immediately sit up straight, and check to make sure I had my walled (w/ license) in my pocket. I don't trust the man**

So, the cracker cop pulls up, and starts kicking at the wall. The Mac and his boy are thinking WTH, what am I missing here? He kicks at the wall for a while, and then he pulls out his flashlight, points it at the wall, and keeps kicking it. After about 5 or 6 minutes of kicking suddenly the wall stands up, and I realize it's a person he's kicking and not the wall. **@ this point I realized this person had to be white cause there is still only one cracker here. Black men never get just one cop, we get a minimum of two** So this BUD (hospital talk for BU Drunk) kid stands up, and he is struggling. Remember those old Michael Jackson videos, how they leaned so far but their feet never move? Well, that's what this kid looks like, he was way past drunk. **Ok, last aside, but....Where in the hell were his boys at? They just left his ass drunk on the corner in front of a McDonald?**

Now this cop begins to have a conversation with the kid, except the kid is drunk and he never says anything back, he just kind of stands and stares, finally leaning on the wall once he realizes he can't stand on his own power. Cracker cop talks to this kid another 10 minutes to no avail. Finally, he reaches in the kid's back pocket, and pulls out his wallet. Then, he goes through the license, checks for his name, and ask him more questions. BUD still doesn't answer, instead he leans on the wall, clearly past his limit w/ no concept of what is going on. Another 5 minutes goes by, and realize here, that this is still just the one cop and BUD, still no back-up, and at least twenty minutes have elapsed.

All the while my boy and I are saying, they gotta put his ass in jail to sober him up. Or at least put him in the squad car and drop him off at home. Never though, the cop keeps on talking to him. Finally, once myself, Malcom Mac, and my boy finished our meal, here comes another squad car running down the street. However, let's just say we took our time watching this unfold, because Mac man loves to see one cracker put another cracker in jail. Yet there was still no resolution.

Black people, let's just take a short internet poll here. Would they have: put us in jail, gave us a ride home, or called us a cab? Hell, would we have been there that long with just one cop? I felt abused and I wasn't even involved in the incident.

If politics had a p*ssy!

Welcome back to Renner Hall world! The only co-ed dormitory in cyber world. A place where people of all ages may come and share information without exchanging bodily fluids.

I've been struggling looking for something to write recently, so I decided to turn on the local news. WHAM! I had something to talk about. I, Malcom Mac, the broke medical school student am currently residing in Boston, MA (bean-town) and not really enjoying it. Boston boast one of the biggest failures of tax dollars ever, this project called, "the big dig". It's this huge tunnel build underneath the Charles River, which is connected to the bay, which is connected to the Atlantic Ocean. The Big Dig is the biggest public works program ever, cost the most, was the most behind schedule, and most over budget ever. Not to mention it constantly leaks.

Well, just two days ago, at about 11pm, a piece of the ceiling fell down, and killed an innocent lady riding in her car. She was in the passenger seat and died, while her husband who was driving was able to crawl out of the wreckage and make it unscathed. What kind of crap is that? Who expect the ceiling of a tunnel to just break loose as one is driving through, that can really mess up somebody's confidence.

Anyway, with all condolences to the family, that's not what the Mac man came to talk about. Hallmates, have you ever seen the movie Harlem Nights? Well, one of my favorite scenes in the movie is where Della Reese says, "Ray, I got a girl whose stuff is so good, if you took it and through it up in the air, they would call it sunshine! (describing the EVER SO SEXY Lela Rochon" Followed by Red Foxx leaning back and his chair smiling, and reminiscing on old times.

*side note, at the time this movie came out was everybody drooling over Lela. I know I was, not to say she is bad now, but she would give the present day Beyonce a run for her money!* Back to the regular rant...

I'm gonna start calling politics sunshine. This big dig project cost over $150 billion dollars, and the roof caves in. But, NOBODY wants to take responsibility for it. The head of transportation and security blames the governor, the governor (who wasn't even in office when this project started over 15 years ago) blames the mayor. The mayor blames the federal government, the feds blame the state. Now the state is blaming the independent contractors they hired, while they are blaming their suppliers for faulty materials. I mean, this is nothing but a big mess.

Have you ever seen someone get into politics and say I wanted to get out? There must be something to this man. If politics was a woman, I'd say she had kryptonite between her legs, or cocaine, or nicotine, something that these dudes (and some women politicians) just can't give up. Nobody wants to take the fall. Is it the pay, the benefits, the prestige, or unlimited ceiling one gets while working in politics.

I'm just going to consider this to be a man who falls in love with his first piece of poodie tang. He thinks it's like heaven, that it can never be replaced. The man who will fight to keep a pointless relationship going, just to keep his baby in the sack. Well, that's what this big dig is. Even with all it's previous problems, nobody has ever been fired. However, now that an innocent victim just died, somebody in politics must be the scapegoat and go down in flames.

RESPECT MY DOG !!!!!!

As the leader of Young Black Republicans of America, I implore you faithful Americans to continue giving president Bush a chance. He is doing great things. We never declared war, unemployment rates are lower than ever, gas is cheap, and we found Osama. The list of greatest presidents should look exactly like this:

1. George Washington
2. Abe Lincoln
3. George Bush

Now, as Malcom Mac, the most militant on-line blogger known to man, Bush can kiss my crack, not the one on the backside either. He has killed more black men than crack, white women, and BET combined. He may be the first president ever who can't spell, tie his own shoes, or get impeached for a body of work instead of a single incident. Has there ever been a figure more hated throughout the world, especially considering that he is the president of the best country in the world south of Canada and north of Mexico?

Because of him I may never pay off my school loans, won't be able to afford malpractice-practice insurance, can't drive unless it absolutely necessary, and have to use a pen name on an internet blog for fear that he is tracking every word I type right now. Can't you just see Bush, behind the desk in the Oval Office saying, "All who defy me must perish!" He is sorta like a villain in a movie, except here we know he's the bad guy, and yet can't figure it out.

Anyways, as much as the Mac man HATES Bush, and wishes he would rot in hell, I must give him props for two things. Even in his ignorance I can agree to some of his stuff. So here is today's list...

Things to love about Devil (read: George Bush)

1. Get these fags outta here.
-- Now don't get me wrong, I have nothing against homosexuals. We are all people, and I respect that; diversity is never a bad thing. Now, Malcom Mac does have a problem with those lil' bastards getting married. Marriage is a holy matrimony, and God don't want those kind of couples in heaven. Well, Jr. agrees there, and is going to make sure that never happens. Mac doesn't know how many amendments there are to the constitution, but I know it's not a lot. Bush said, "put that shit in the constitution, pillow biters cannot get married in my country!" That's hilarious to me. He asked for that to be put in the constitution. Think about that folks. It means he feels as strongly about them not getting married as say, the right to bear arms, or freedom of speech (lol), and the ability to vote at 18. Is it really that serious? I repeat people, is it really that serious? Well to Bush it is. And damnit, I respect that, cause to Malcom Mac that shit is serious! Get that sh*t ratified Bush!

2. If I said it, then I meant it
--Bush will not back down. Once he puts words to something, he will stick to it, no matter what. That my internet dorm roommates is tough to do in the high pressure position that he is in. Everyday someone is second guessing him, then second guessing him again. Then, the next person is telling him what to do, and they definitely have worse qualifications than Bush (remember folks, his daddy was a president, what other criteria does he need to meet). Example, Bush says we will find Osama Bin Laden, well 9/11 was in 2001 people, and we ain't found him yet. Did jr. give up, nope! Bush says we will bring democracy to these countries. Do these countries want Democracy, nope...do the troops wanna die, nope, does the American public want to extend ourselves anymore? Nope, but Bush could care less. My man said it, he believes it, he will achieve it. Doesn't matter if you are with him or not, he won't give up. In a little kid we would call that determination, but in a president, we call it stupidity. However I gotta give it to him, it takes a man to go down with the ship. Cause let my boat start to sink, I'll be in the lifeboat with a vest on before the floor gets wet!