I'm American: Dont hyphenate me

If you are easily offended stop reading now. I hate being called African-American. I'm a American. I'm Black but I'm a American. I've been in the US Marine Corps for 12 years next month and fighting for the freedoms afforded all Americans. I can't even pretend I understand why Black people like to be called African-American. I've heard all the bullshit about being closer to your roots and we don't belong here bullshit and honestly I cant identify with that. America has a issue with race that definitely needs to be addressed. There are plenty ways people of color are oppressed in this country. I 'm no idiot and I don't believe everyone here is equal. But don't hyphenate me. Most Black people couldn't trace their roots back to Africa if they tried. Secondly most black people wouldn't want to go back to the places in Africa from which they came. Imagine waking up in some African village living under circumstances you never could have never possibly imagined. Fuck that shit. Saying you're African-American doesn't bring closer to reclaiming the roots you're trying to have. African-American come in all shades and colors. The only prerequisite is to be of African decent, not slave decent. I love being Black and I'm proud of that. Africans don't identify with Black Americans we're different. I've had these conversations where African-Americans are saying we need to go back to the motherland and this that and the third. Kill that shit. I'm not going anywhere. I'm not putting my energy into building any country but the one that gave me the opportunity to be in the position to build. I'm not feeding children all over the world when American children a starving. Change starts in the home. If I cant fix my own home I need to stay my ass out of my neighbors house. But the point here is this. We've yet to see any rescue boats or search parties coming across from Africa looking for us. Shit I haven't even seen a "Come on Home" sign in any news coverage of Africa. Black people have a history in America it's a harsh one but its ours none the less. We need to stop trying to hold on to our "African roots" and focus on making our country a more equal society. That's my two cents for Independence Day. God bless America and no place else. Holla

Hutch   

Humble Pie: Stop crossing the thin line between confident and cocky

Confidence is a sexy quality. Cocky not so much. Way to often people are getting this confused. No matter how attractive you are a shitty attitude can ruin that. The art of being humble has been lost and replace with a strange arrogance. The more I'm out in the streets the more I come across these chicks that think they're the shit. I like to call them Candy Girls, because like candy they're treat but that have no substance and too much of them will make you sick. There has to be more to you than what meets the eye if not, you should work on that. Sadly these cocky chicks refuse to face the reality that skin wrinkles and gravity will start pulling and stretching on those qualities that you seem think make you the shit. Women should always strive to be confident but dont let attention go to your head because a lot of times the person giving the attention is only trying to get between your legs. If you feel beautiful thats great but work on your inside as well as your outside. No matter how great the shell is decorated  no one wants the egg if the yoke is rotten. Holla.

Hutch

Booze and Contract Babies

When alcohol and young men get together the chance of great ideas and bad ideas run neck and neck. Contract babies was probably the worst idea I've ever heard. So the idea of a contract baby is that you take a man and woman with great physical attributes and mate them to produce a super athlete. Now this idea wasn't created by a great geneticist it was created by 2 drunk fools and Corona. While watching Sunday Night football with D and Black and talking about children (odd combination) they came up with the idea that I should have a baby. I wasnt for this idea at all but they were determined to convince me that given my size and how I carry and put on weight that If I had a baby there was a 50/50 chance that the baby could be a pretty good athlete. I countered with what if the baby was just short and fat. They countered with finding a tall female athlete to breed me with and the idea of the contract baby was born. These fools were excited at the thought of mashing my genetic with some volleyball player to produce some sort of a freak athlete I was convinced that this was a dumb idea and not worhty of discussion as I wouldnt want to be stuck with a baby with someone who I didnt want anything to do with. This is when D had his moment of brilliance, a contract. Contract marriages are common in the Marine Corps as it give 2 young dumb Marines the opportunity to reap what they think are the benefits of being married. Applying that same dumb logic to a child in order to reap the benefits of a spawning a successful athlete had these assholes salivating at the mouth. I couldn't believe this madness so I asked Z what she thought. Just as I suspected she thought we all drank too much and were dumb as hell, I concurred but thought I should get more input. So I texted around and females hated the idea more than me, the guys thought this was awesome. Needless to say I refuse to ever gamble with my sperm in an attempt to create anything other than a baby I want to love with a woman i want to be with. Holla

Hutch

why are you tagged in that pic

So every time I log on Facebook I have all these updates saying my friends have been tagged in pictures of shoes or some chicks tits. What is the deal with this shit? Seriously the first person who tags men in a picture of shoes that aren't mine or that aren't being delivered to my house, I'm going to track you down and punch you in the throat. I can understand a picture of your shoes but a random picture of a random shoe, I don't understand. If you find a shoe that I lost or you took one of my shoes for ransom feel free to tag away but this madness must end. By the way are women selling vagina on Facebook because I'm seeing an awful lot of half naked women tagging tons of people in pictures. I can understand tagging people as a marketing strategy, if I see someone tagged in a picture of a bar with a big ass beer, I'm thinking where's that bar because I want a big ass beer. So when I see people tagged in pictures of scantly clad women my thought process is the same. Is she selling those tits and ass because I'm pretty sure that illegal, she can barter in exchange for goods and services but cash transactions for ass and tits is still illegal I'm sure. I'm pretty sure Mark Zuckerberg wasn't trying to come up with the best way to bombard people with shoe and tit pics when he created Facebook. Holla

Hutch

Fashion help has arrived

So I dont consider myself to be a fashion expert. I'm a heavy fan of Nike's shoes and hoodies. But I can clean up nicely. But for those you who cant, you need to check out this blog. http://fashioncrackheads.blogspot.com/ My girls are over here putting it down on everything fashion. If you are wondering if your wardrobe isn't up to par then you need to check it out. They are showing how to get the looks you want at the price you can afford. Hell I might let them hook me up on a outfit are two. Much love ladies keep up the good work and if ya'll catch me on the street looking busted gone head and check a brother. Holla

Hutch