Well I have to say this week was one of my worst weeks of the year. And the irony of it all is that this was technically my last week of the semester, a brother should be happy as hell that I completed my first semester of graduate school right? No! I’m so damn broke my pockets are saying ‘ouch’, school was pissing me off because reality hit me in the face that when I teach “support goes only so far till the teachers and principals send the kids back. What made up for my troubles today was a half day of teaching and then to cool out at a fellow teachers crib helping her out trying to fix her computer. They made me feel at home and that’s a compliment I’ve never used for anyone. It’s hard enough to come up with all the rent money at one time but at least I aint ducking and dodging my landlord/mother.
Reading and watching about the Pantera incident, didn’t come as much of a shock to me especially since as a black man, violence is something that I’ve slowly become numb towards. What pisses me off about the situation are the rock stations that play the race card saying that shooting should happen at a rap concert and not theirs. Hold the fuck up, since when has shootings been a black thing? That statement sickens me, y’know when I heard about this murder the first thing I thought was “Dude was crazy, joe” and it was simple as that. I didn’t add race at all. Aw well, I not a Pantera fan, but I hope the man who did it is having fun burning in hell as we speak.