A Warped POV by A. Dacosta Brathway

March 30th, Wednesday... So, what's w/ the Black guy on Survivor? I'm watching him complain about the (social) condition of his tribe and he is really upset. I mean, he's acting like equal opportunity translates into equal results because he's on an island w/... Well, you do the math. All is not equal anywhere now-a-days! (Never really was for that matter!)
He actually bitched about not getting any of the (differently) prepared rice! Seems like Boston Rob has the ladies on lock down!
I don't know... I'm confused. Is the brother pissed because of the rice thing or the brainwashing of the women thing? He didn't brain wash them, nor did he cook the rice! Shit, he ain't even... in... the... game! Plus, he's an older man! Everybody knows that the elderly suffer amongst Americans. I mean, how can you be BLACK and be on Survivor and not think that you need to use the survival skills you grew up w/?
Why am I even psycho-analyzing this shit? I need to get a life!

A Warped POV by A. Dacosta Brathway

March 29th, Tuesday... I'm sitting and working on my journal and I have the TV on. It's the Housewives of Orange County (Yeah, I watch shit like that sometimes!) So I'm listening to a woman explain her life which is no job, controlling husband, nannified kids and she is talking about how she is designing a fashion line! That shit is amazing to me! How does one get on a "make believe" (fake ass) reality show and just get a seamstress and start a fashion line?
I remember when I was in school and the teacher asked us what we wanted to be in life, all I ever heard was policeman, fireman, doctor, lawyer, Indian Chief. As an adult all I hear about is these exotic careers! Out of the box ideas that have made millions for dropouts!
"Venture capitalists" who throw their money into hair brain schemes (Bernie, where are you now?) on the strength of a powerpoint pitch. Where the hell was I when this stuff was going on? I went to college! (Obviously the wrong one!)
I'm even amazed that people can make money doing a blog. (I haven't made a dime off of mine! SHIT!) I was even told that my blog was of the op. ed. variety. What do they know?
In my next life, I want to come back as the star of a reality show called Black Househusband of Bed-Stuy! Wait a minute, on second thought, never mind. I'm not feeling like being the brainless, stupid Brotha!

A Warped POV by A. Dacosta Brathway

March 23rd, Wednesday... I'm in a play. I haven't done a play since I was in college, some 100 years ago. I'm vervous as hell because I am working w/ a performing arts middle school, the kids are really sharp; and, I don't want to mess up and be all embarrassed! So I'm working my way through that stuff. But, I have one other problem that is wearing my ass out! The director keeps trying to reduce me to the level of her students! What the hell is that shit all about?
Hey, I'm not trying to be treated like a middle school, unfocused, adolesent teenager. My hormones are not raging. I don't have acne and my parents are not trying to get me to do my chores! I'm a responsible adult. I'm on time. I'm in my place. I have a hard time running in the middle of the circle and yelling out, "I'M A TREE!" "I know my motivation!"
When this deal is over, the director and I are going to have it out! Right now I am boiling just below the surface... tryin' to keep my cool... Hell, I'm older than her! I never asked her "...Get in line w/ the rest of the 13 year olds!" Get in line? What the hell is that? Next thing you know, I'll be ordered to give up my lunch money! (Actually it already happened. I was approached by a 5 year old thug life wannabe gang banger!)If I'm not careful, I'll find myself beinging jumped into a gang and I'll be somebody's bitch! (Maybe the 5 year old's!)

A Warped POV by A. Dacosta Brathway

March 22nd, Tuesday... And another thing, something has to be done about deer gang violence! I had a friend call me to tell me of an incident she had w/ a deer gang. She was driving about 35 mph around a curve and a gang of deer ran into her car! It was a full moon and an eerie backdrop to the whole scene.
She said that the deer jumped out from the darkness and plowed into her, on purpose!
One was killed, one maimed and the other got on his cellphone to call the other gang members. My friend said that she didn't hang around for fear of the shady aftermath. She also said that the live deer was flashing gang signs at her! He had a bandana around his antlers and was smoking a cigarette.
She was not hurt, only shaken up but a deer was killed! And for what? To be jumped into a gang? And what about the poor family that lost a son or daughter because of a senseless act of car jacking to join a gang? That's "jacked" up!
"Wake up America!"

A Warped POV by A. Dacosta Brathway

March 22nd, Tuesday... I'm addicted! No, it's not drugs or alcohol... I'm addicted to sports talk radio! Dammit! I can't stop listening to it. Ok, I do have an excuse. It may not be a good one but I have one. For whatever reason, I love hearing the stupid comments from both the hosts and the callers. What amazes me is when a caller states his opinion, if it does not comply w/ what the host believes, the host treats the caller like shit! What's really sad about that whole exchange is the caller will call back the next day to do it all over again! Hey, insult me once, shame on you. Insult me twice, shame on me! Insult me thrice, I'm psychologically unbalanced and need professional help!
I never call. I think I'm right most of the time and I want to argue my point. I also know that once I get started, they will hang up on me and I WILL get pissed! Next thing I know, I'm thinking boycott and protest and million (sports) man march!
I know, it's not that serious but the bigger picture is why are people so compelled to voice an opinion then allow a radio host to be rude to them for simply stating an opinion? Just because they are on the radio does not mean they know more than you. Nor does it mean that you know more than them. It also does not necessarily mean that what's being talked about means anything at all.
Last time I checked, there was (is) more serious shit going on! Can you say Libya?

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March 20th. Sunday... Well, I am out of the closet! I am an exposed atheist!/ Actually that's not true. I have separated from a girlfriend, who is a devout Christian. I'm hurt because she is totally committed to her faith and beliefs in the spiritual world, but has (absolutely) no respect for my existence in the secular world. She is a confirmed procrastinator, poser, posturer, bigot/racist, but she steadfastly proclaimes that she is GOD's child! How can you be that and carry so much baggage? (Her baggage is like being packed for a year's trip to Europe but traveling by a Trailways bus! She has prejudice issues!)
Things were going well until she stopped all affection w/ me and decided that she'd rather be affectionate w/ Jesus! Ok, how was I supposed to be able to compete w/ HIM? Now going to church is awkward for me because I am listening to my pastor talk about the man who stole my girl, in favorable terms! He can do no wrong! (Shit, HE stole my woman!)
Hey, if the church is going to condone that kind of behavior from their ("Superstar!"), why should I even go there? And, she's not the only one! Every woman in the church is dating HIM! But to be honest, I didn't see where being a concubine is one of the 7 deadly sins so...

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March 17th, Thursday... Damn! I hate sports talk radio! But, like a cracked out junkie, I listen to it religiously. (That's my issue to only be discussed w/ a therapist!) Anyway, yesterday I was listening to some idiot explain why he had a problem w/ President Obama filling out the NC2A bracket(s) for the tournament. Are you f#@king kidding me? He stated the President has more pressing issues to tend to. (I guess President George W. Bush did not have more pressing issues when he dropped his ass in bed every night by 9:30p?) Every president in the history of presidentdum has had some quirk... Some...thing that he did that broke from protocal. I'm sure that if a woman President is ever to come into being, there will be some quirk she will have that will take a minute out of her day. She may want to go shopping w/ the girls or there might be a personal female thing she has to do before reassuring America that she will bring peace to the Middle East during her trip there!/ Matter of fact, I'm glad the Pres filled out a bracket.For once we have someone "human" in the office. Just like I had no problem w/ Clinton acknowledging a loyal follower who felt that it was her duty to "kneel before the seal!" I think he did what any self-respecting "human being" Pres would do given the same circumstance?

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March 15th/ Monday... DAMN! I haven't written anything since May of last year! What is wrong w/ me? I have writer's block, that's what's wrong! In case you don't know what that is or feels like, let me help you get the picture... Writer's block is like constipation! Nothing comes out no matter how much you strain and push!/ Yes, I have been frustrated lately. I was dating someone who is what I call a "Super Christian" who managed to reduce me to an atheist. My worn out porno DVD's are boring. My friend's are dull and 2012 is coming. What do I have to even write about w/ all of that crap going on? March Madness is here and I love basketball but all I want to do is drink rum and beer. I have a car (now) but I cannot afford the gas.I have a cell phone but have a hard time sticking to the restricted minutes contract... AND, I have writer's block!/ You would think that w/ all of that going on, I would have plenty to write about, wouldn't you? If I had any balls I would commit a Shawshank Redemption pardon but I'm too much of a punkass to take my life! I tried doing FACEBOOK, but that is taxing my nerves reading about the every "freakin'" minute account of someone's day. (Thank GOD I don't Tweet!)My life smells like BUTT right about now./ BUT, I'M NOT COMPLAINING! I'm just ranting! (Get a grip, there is a difference between ranting and complaining!)