Black Intel

Long gone are the days of helping your fellow man just because it was the nice thing to do. Men would hold the door for women and youth would hold the door for their elders. People would just do things, not because they were getting anything in return… just… because. But of course everyone knows [...]

“If you can’t have what you want, start wanting what you have.”
That’s a nice quote isn’t it? Uplifting, reassuring? Well I don’t completely agree with it.
How about “Never settle for less than you deserve.”
Yeah I like that one a lot better primarily because this is your life and you should live it to the fullest. [...]

I absolutely do not rule out the possibility that African Americans are, on average, genetically predisposed to be less intelligent. I could also obviously be convinced that by controlling for the right variables, we would see that they are, in fact, as intelligent as white people under the same circumstances. The fact is, some things are genetic.

By: Enjoli

She is like a cupcake.  Milk, sugar, eggs, and refined flour. A delicious substance topped with icing and sprinkles, she is the perfect treat.
Her beauty is the icing and sadly people only expect to experience the appearance of her and somehow overlook and under-taste her filling (feeling).
Why must the pretty [...]

So a couple of days ago I was diggin’ in the webs(lmao) and I stumbled upon this title COMMON Presents JUST WRIGHT Mixtape Vol. 1 title. Now I usually don’t jump at every mixtape but this one I gave the benefit of the doubt off the strength it had Common’s name in the title [...]

Alright… I don’t [think I] have daddy issues. I knew my daddy and even though he had shitty moments, I knew him, he was “there.” I have a stepfather who has been around since I was four. He married my mom when I was nine. He’s good and supportive and all that. I’ve never been “fatherless.” [...]

By Joel Bridgeman
Fresno, California
May 29, 1989
I woke up at 6:00 am to watch Saturday morning cartoons so I could get to the remote control before my brother Cameron got up.  I sat on the couch, turned the TV volume down so I wouldn’t wake anyone and started channel surfing the local stations (we didn’t have cable).  [...]

If you’re under the age of 30 or famous, there is probably something on the Internet about you, whether you like it or not…and I could probably find it too, but so can many other people. However with all this information so easily at our disposal what are we loosing? What does it mean when your first impression is virtual; or even more so, what does it mean when it’s your last impression.

How many tattoo’s do you have? Ok are any of them on your neck, collarbone, hands or wrist? Yes? Ok now where did you say you worked? Definitely not for the government and it’s funny because D-boys ALWAYS say they work for the “city” when they don’t wanna tell you their real occupation. Notice how I didn’t even ask if he had tattoos… I already know.

Does anyone know where anything comes from anymore? As I grow in age and in my consciousness involving my daily consumption of … stuff, I am becoming aware my impact or “carbon footprint” on this planet.