hey, sugars! i hope you’re all in the midst of the best damn holiday season you’ve ever had. how was your thanksgiving? mine went a little something like this:
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HOLLA HOLLA HOLLA HERE'S MY BUSINESS CARD HOLLA HOLLA HOLLA
So here’s a quick glimpse into what my life is like.
Saturday night a few weekends ago. I’m at a bar. Well, it’s technically Sunday morning, like 1, 2 am. My friends and I all notice an older man walk in wearing, like, a miniature leather safari hat. That’s the best way I can explain it. We look, we chuckle, we move on with our mozzarella sticks and assorted bar grub.
A few minutes later, I’m in line waiting for the bathroom and he just so happens to be hanging out by the door. The fact that he was just casually hanging out by the bathroom door, I think, is a good indication of this man’s level of oddness/ridiculousness. Anyway, I’m doin the pee-pee dance and walks over to me, because this is a GREAT time for conversation, apparently.
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So Tuesday, UC Berkeley went ahead with its purposely racist “Diversity Bake Sale.” The bake sale charges white people more for baked goods than people of color, with women getting a $0.25 discount. The purpose of this is to protest what the group sees as the racist practice of considering an applicant’s race and/or gender in the school admission process.
If you’ve been following for a whlie, you know that I went to a pretty racist school. What you don’t know is that I actually attended one such bake sale. And what else you don’t know is this: sure, minorities get discounted goods, but those goods are not created equally.
I attended the sale with a good friend of mine, Adam, a white male (I am a black female), and we noticed something interesting after reading the ingredients labels on our cupcakes (we checked after I noticed that mine was surprisingly bitter while Adam’s apparently tasted like good times and happiness). I saved the labels:
Guess which one the white folks got?
So sure. My cupcake was discounted. That’s kind of just a drop in the bucket compared to everything else I still have to digest.
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okay. so don’t ask me how i got this because i can’t tell you, BUT, one of my awesome sources got their hands on a piece of juiciness. so you’ve probably heard about Ray J and Fabolous’ fight and Ray J’s batshit interview by now. apparently/supposedly, the two came to blows at a club or a party or something and Ray J–ever the thug–got locked up. …or that’s how Ray J said it happened.
this letter that Ray J wrote his sister, Brandy, tells a bit of a different tale. AGAIN–i CANNOT TELL YOU how i got my hands on this. just know it’s legit, and you saw it here first. text is below if the picture doesn’t show for whatever reason. (click to make it bigger)
brandy-
hey, sis, whats up. not much here, but i’m in jail though and i don’t even deserve to be in here though. it was crazy, here’s how it all happened. i was at a party and then Fabliss walked by and i was like “whats up homie” and he was like “do i know you?” i hate it when niggas front like that so i got mad like “what’s up then? we can take this outside” and he was like “okay lets go” and then i was like “i was just playin, gimmie a hug” but he didn’t. and then after that everybody was just like real mean to me. they got me put out of the Palm hotel, and you know i love that place. they have heated robes. don’t nobody else have heated robes. i dont know what to do, i just pray that DJ Clue can fix all this. for Clue is my light and my salvation; whom shall i fear?
anyway im in jail right now and i need you to come get me out because i do not want to convert to muslim and that is what happens in here. and the people here are mean. these people are definitely not here for the love of ray j and that is not cool. and these dudes keep looking at me like im a snake and egg sandwich and i do not want to smash these homies. people keep asking me to sing “Love ambition” and i am not Jason Weaver and i keep telling them that but they wont listen. can you come down here and tell them i am you’re brother so they let me go.
Ray J -aka- One Wish Willie -aka- Brandy’s Brother
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