2009-02-23

Exactly WHERE are our priorities?  

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Not long ago, I was on the discussion board, and someone started a thread about the newest flavor of Hennesy. That thread ended up being about 5 pages long, and most of the people that were responding to it positively were unemployed!!! There were a few threads that were giving advice on resumes', job hunting, and offering free computer programs to upgrade your skills, and those were no longer than 1 page long. It made me wonder: Where the hell are our priorities?! You'd think, that in this economy, people would be trying to get all the help they can find. Instead, they want a review of the latest offering from Hennesy. You're not working, but you're trying to figure out how to get the latest flavor in liquor, or how you're going to get to the club this weekend.

As the farmers used to say about the animals that weren't doing or looking too well, we've "drifted off our feed". Some women will not spend more an than hour filling out an application for a job, but will spent hours driving all over town looking for a babysitter for Saturday night, because Diddy's going to be having a party at Club Wasteoftime. Some guys refuse to find the time to continue their education to get a better job, but they will spend hours trying to come up with the perfect illegal hustle. I know guys that will jump at the chance to go on a road trip with their friends, but hadn't seen their kids in over a month. Radio stations are refusing to play Chris Brown's songs, but R. Kelly's are in heavy rotation. Again, where the hell are our priorities?!

It reminds me of T. I.'s character in the movie "American Gangster". He had a million dollar arm and a tryout with the New York Yankees, but he wanted to be like Uncle Frank instead. And true to form, none of the adults tried to convince him otherwise, because it was more important for him to go into the family's drug trade than it was for him to get to the Major Leagues. It's like that today. We place the most importance on the dumbest shit. I know a 3 year old child that knows the lyrics to the lastest rap song. Mama taught him, and boy is she proud! Ask him to recite the alphabet, and he can't get pass the letter "G". If you ask him what comes after G, he'll say, "Unit!". Way to go to mom, you taught him well. I guess "Doggy Dogg is a freak, freak, freeeaakkkk." has more street cred for a parent than "A, B, C, D, E, F,................."

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