Getting Called Out

What’s really good people?

Very excited to see my SUPER Eagles of Nigeria beat the stuffing out of the Bafana Bafana South African men’s national team in the Mandela challenge. It was only right that Nigeria would go down to South Africa (SA is now like our second home in Africa we just show up to collect trophies) mid-week and give lessons on the beautiful game. It is always good to put African countries in their rightful place with all the abuse and disrespect that gets tossed Nigeria’s way in recent years by minnow countries. Malawi you are next. Oh man, I totally almost forgot about the whole Oprah incident in Europe when she attempted to purchase a $40k handbag during her recent visit to a trendy boutique. I don’t care too much for Oprah but it turns out that even with her billions of dollars a black skin color will always be frowned upon as inferior in an Anglo-Caucasian capitalist dominant society. NWO!     

 

Ok people; let me get focused…

So I actually liked the fact that one of today’s new bubble gum rappers in hip-hop did something that was so UNORIGINAL, clearly thought out and built for the world of social media by dropping the government names of his young contemporaries on a “Diss” record. That boy is a genius I tell ya. NOT! Today’s hip-hop generation is so lost and confused they actually want to argue and swear up and down nothing like this has ever taken place before. Us old skool heads call this term “Shots Fired” boys/girls; ever hear of ETHER? Ever heard of the TAKEOVER?

Here is what I did like though; it is time to start calling people out for real. I mean too much peanut butter and jelly foolishness is going on in the world and too often people take the position of a spectator watching a live tennis match. I mean I got called out by my wife, brother, boss and doctor all in one week and that was a slow week. Guess what though, I needed to get called out and now I got a little more pep in my step going into the coming week. There will be no repeat that is for sure.

When you get called-out you must show-out. My rule is WACK is WACK. It is so funny that Kendrick Lamar would use social media to get his verbal assault out, a world where people are often so politically correct with one another with their fake Facebook likes, Twitter retweets and follows and Instagram co-signing because why nobody wants to offend nobody. Whatever happened to speaking TRUTH? 

Why do we spend so much of our energy and time on people and things that are really insignificant in our lives in the first place? Do you really think that million dollar athlete really values your opinion on his affairs. That reality television star you helped turn into a household name who now gives commentary on issues is suppose to carry weight? People in public office who do a complete 180 and flip-flop but nobody seems to care? NWO!

What I want to see is more of is family, friends, colleagues and bosses, calling us out more on our stuff. This will force us to re-assess and evaluate ourselves better before we go start calling in on a radio shows, posting on Facebook and Tweeting about things that truly are as foreign to us as the idea of taking responsibility for the lives each one of us choose to live.

Why you mad though?