Monday, May 2, 2011

I Don't Blog

Anymore ...

But something happened yesterday that I have to touch on.

The United States killed Osama Bin Laden. I found out from Diane Feinstein, as I was attending a memorial for my good friend Kam Kuwata.

As I left the memorial, I started scrolling my phone for tweets, and that's when things started to go horribly wrong. In any moment, serious or otherwise, it's reasonable to expect people to fish for laughs, and maybe say some insensitive things because everyone's emotions are running so high. As a person who works with social media on a daily basis, I am careful to give my tweets a second read before I press send, because once it's out there, it's out there. That said, there was one person's messages who particularly discouraged me, and since I know there were many other people with similar messages, I'm gonna single him out to make a point.

This friend of mine is someone I went to high school with. I wouldn't call him a best friend or anything, but his mother went to my mother's funeral, which is a helluva a lot more than I can say for a lot of people I consider closer friends. This friend was among the smartest in our class in high school, went on to attend an Ivy League institution, and now works on Wall Street. His tweets started out with: "Obama just needs to hit the dougie real quick ." That tweet is a good example of maybe a slightly inappropriate message that is due to the emotion of the moment. Then, a few tweets later: "Michelle Obama must have domed this nigga all crazy last night ." This is where it starts getting unfortunate. I don't know what their reaction was, but I'd like to live in my own fairy tale world and think that maybe they spent the night thinking about all of the lives that were claimed by OBL, and how much this news will mean to the people. I'm even willing to assume that the First Family is selfish enough to consider the implications this might have on Barack's campaign. Perpetuating the stereotypes of overly sexual black people, though? Anyways, a few more tweets later: "I aint steppin in naria NYC yellow cab tomorrow ." There is a back story to this one. In high school, our beloved track coach, Greg Wells, passed away of cancer. He also taught the AFAS course for seniors. Due to his passing, my senior class was not offered that course. I'm going to assume that maybe my friend isn't as aware as he needs to be on just how recent the civil rights movement was. I'm just going to ignore the stupidity that is relating a cab driver to a member of Taliban or Al-Qaeda. There is literally nothing I can say with regards to that. Now, normally, I would let such idiocy slide, but because of the emotion of the situation, I replied. My friend never replied to me, but left the world with this message on Monday morning: "Naria cab stopped for the corporates this morning. Had to laugh cuz I'm used to this. ." A black male making jokes about cabs in NYC is just so rich that all I can do is laugh.

There are so many layers to this, I can't possibly delve into them as much as I'd like. I'm convinced that social media and social networking have ruined my generation. People are being trained to have no filter for their thoughts, which we all know is never going to end well, especially when emotions get high. What gets me the most, is that my friend works on Wall Street, he is a very smart man. His name is on his twitter account, and even though his profile is private, if someone retweets it, the whole world can see it.

As I mentioned, I found out about OBL's death while at a memorial for a good friend. May 1st also happened to be my mom's 51st birthday. Maybe because loss was on my mind all day, that my mind immediately went to feeling a sense of revenge for the families of those who lost their lives on 9/11, and the families of military personnel. Maybe I'm taking this all too seriously. If there's one thing I would want people my age who read this to take away, it's that in the world of social media, you must think before you press send. If you don't want that comment attached to your name, save it for the person on the couch next to you. I know my friend is much smarter than me by any measurable, but yesterday, he sounded like a f***ing idiot, and that's never a good thing.

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Memories

I just made my facebook profile pic an old promo Get Your Own photo. Wonder what that could mean...

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Number 9


Hey guys, I don't want you to think I've forgotten about you. As it turns out, I haven't been avoiding you, I haven't been ducking or dodging your phone calls. This year, I decided it would be a really good idea to play rugby and get in shape or whatever. This notion, however, turned into something much more.


I am now a member of a top 10(division II) rugby team.

Thank you.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

formspring.me

I'm bored guys, hit my formspring and find out what you wanna know http://formspring.me/nacihwolF

Sunday, March 21, 2010

We Made It


RUBBER SOULS: THE DISSERTATION OUT TODAY 3.23 AT WWW.HUGHTHEMC.COM

Hugh Augustine

Thursday, March 11, 2010

I Love the Women


So, since I'm really enjoying having these celebrity crushes, I decided that I would clue you into one of my other ones, this time from super back in the day. Lisa Bonet. She's the reason I gravitate toward you silly tattooed light skinnded women, so you can thank Lisa for that.

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Randy



Friday, March 5, 2010

It Sucks, Too Much Stress

What is Success?

To laugh often and much;

To win the respect of intelligent people
and the affection of children;

To earn the appreciation of honest critics
and endure the betrayal of false friends;

To appreciate beauty;
To find the best in others;

To leave the world a bit better, whether by
a healthy child, a garden patch
or a redeemed social condition;

To know even one life has breathed
easier because you have lived;

This is to have succeeded.

-- Ralph Waldo Emerson

Let's Build


That's Dodger Stadium circa 1961. Before the stadium that has now hosted more people than any other venue in North America. Before the Dodgers made it a lasting memory in the hearts of tens of millions of Angelinos.

Baseball is easily my favorite sport to follow. I couldn't tell you how many hours I've spent analyzing statistics, educating myself on more advanced statistics, trying to find information on minor league players or even high school and college players who are draft eligible. A lot of people I know dismiss baseball as boring. I'm here to give you a bit of insight to what makes baseball so interesting to me, but particularly to share my love for the Dodgers.

So throughout this season, I'll be sharing much more of my Dodgers thoughts and opinions, if you don't know much about baseball and would like to learn more then let me know where I can elaborate. If you do know a lot about the Dodgers and baseball, then I'd love to engage in a dialogue.

Here's a tidbit to get you started:

The Dodgers are the first team to integrate baseball with African-Americans, the first to open a facility in Latin America, the first to sign an Asian player, and since 2001 the Dodgers have employed Kim Ng as Assistant General Manager which makes her the highest ranking woman executive in baseball.

There's your reason to be proud to be a Dodger fan. Think Blue

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Over

Drake - Over

Here's the Fab Gangsta Grillz too