Arra, Up Close and Personal

Arra, Up Close and Personal

Aoki, Daddy, and Ming

Aoki, Daddy, and Ming
I'm not spoiled he make me works! Hard too!

Simmons Money!

Russell Simmons has been instrumental in bringing hip-hop to every facet of business and media since its inception in the late 1970s: in music with the co-founding of the immensely successful original Def Jam Recordings; in the fashion industry with the trail-blazing Phat Farm, BabyPhat, Run Athletics, and Def Jam University clothing lines; in film with Simmons Lathan Media Group; in television with HBO’s “The Def Comedy Jam” and “Russell Simmons Presents Def Poetry”; on Broadway with the Tony Award winning stage production “Russell Simmons Def Poetry Jam on Broadway”; in the financial services industry with UniRush and its RushCard and Baby Phat RushCard; in fine jewelry with The Simmons Jewelry Co; in video gaming, mobile communications and other industries utilizing the internationally recognized Def Jam brand through Def Jam Enterprises; and in the community with Rush Philanthropic Arts Foundation and the Hip-Hop Summit Action Network. Russell is a sought-after public speaker and regularly addresses audiences ranging from public school children and university students to corporate executives and community leaders.

2010 Dis is Family Business, Mind Ya Business!

The Effect of Cocaine

The effects of cocaine: I don't even know where to begin again....
Small town education in the South, if you can go visit a small town and drive the same car as a distant relative who lives in that town and is also on cocaine and the locals in the town (the people that sell the cocaine to your relative everyday) gets you confused with your relative the town needs a make over. (. . _____) #Getit In small towns in the South the smartest black person is dumber than the smartest white person.... So you do the math...
Something is telling me yall wanna hear more about the Brown Clown that lives on my block.... And the effects of his cocaine habit... Cocaine will have you telling these type of lies.... Ok so one day "Humble D" invites me to his crib... Now I know I told yall about how his married "Step Dad" rented a car and had Humble tell me that was their new car. Well on this particular day Daddy was on his way to the bank he had Humble say in front of me... "Bring me back twenty thousand"... Daddy replied "that's all you need"... I was suppose to think "OMG they got money". Doing too much. Cartoon ass nigga.Cocaine will have you doing shit like this again the "Big Bad Clown" on my block riding round in his truck pulls up on the side of me when I walking back home minding my bidness asking "Can you do my hair my wife don't know what she is doing.... I ain't got no money to pay you"...... But did you had said "that's all you need" when asked to bring back twenty thousand from the bank? How old are you again?I don't wanna tell yall how the Big Bad Brown Clown was using his next door neighbor... Having the dude and his girlfriend come knock on my door at random time during the day asking to use my internet... That was to verify that I had internet. But I told them to email me what they needed and I'll get back with them. He was using them trying to see what furniture we had in our house... He is the reason the dude lost his job...
I would be out in my yard cutting the grass on the riding lawn mower "The Big Bad Brown Clown" would pull up in my driveway and turn around and drive back down toward his house. Then one day as I'm walking home from the store he pulls up next to my just as I reached my house saying "Can you do my hair, my wife doesn't know what she is doing?" So I told the clown "Yea I will do your hair but you got to cut my grass or something"... He replied "I can't cut grass my back".... Then gone have his son say "I will cut your grass for fifteen or twenty dollars".... Then later on you see their leaf blower chilling by the door... Daddy's blowing leaves in his yard when his back is hurting... This nigga stupid yall... He has been stalking me since I moved back into this neighborhood in April of 2009. I give you a list of shit he wasn't paying attention too because he was paying too much attention to me: He got married in the process of stalking me.... How did he plan the wedding? He got a baby Momma in the process of stalking me... A baby Momma that looks like she can be my lil cousin...
He was "Fixing up" his "studio".... Not noticing the white people in the empty house next door to him were watching and getting ready to pounce on him cause they saw.... He ain't paying attention to shit. I wake up in the morning to go for a walk in the opposite direction as his house why he wake his son who has no legs up and have him follow me with crust and shit still on his face.... Then when my Momma goes outside he sends his little sons down by my house with their dogs who they never ever take for walks.... Like WTF is his purpose.... Retarded.... Extra retarded... I take my Mom to the doctor why he have people follow us there Im chillin in the car waiting and reading a book and a stalker that looks just like him pulls up and just sits in the car watching me. Or a couple that suppose to be him and his wife will stop my Mother and I and comment on my Mom's truck then. Then the husband will just continue talking and flirting and when they're done with their business they coming back to their car arguing.... I go for a walk dressed in sweats and a brown sweater in his retarded head he thinking the brown sweater covering my body is me being naked without exposing myself and comes out his house dressed in sweat pants no shirt and some crocs (not the real ones).... And his wife right there in the house... How can people act like they don't see that stupid shit? Wait once he started using his son in the wheelchair he had people that look like his wife follow me around.... That was suppose to confuse me because she works so she was suppose to be the one paying people to follow me. Then I would go to his house because his son would invite me so that I can see how his Daddy was having his wife turn their house into a duplicate of our house...

Now check this out... One day I walked to the store in my neighborhood (The Dollar General) I have to pass a few other lil corner stores to get there on my way home I passed the "Arab" store and there was a couple outside fighting. The dude had dreads (he was suppose to be) the Brown Clown down the block from me. The dude with the dreads told the lady he was with "I'm fucking the shit out of your daughter". They started fighting... Wut yall think that was about?
I wonder if he was putting cocaine in their laundry detergent... Cause his kids were acting like lil parrots...

Who is Shorty Mack!!!

He's in the street's hustlin on Sunday!!! Got to buckle up caus the road get's bumpy... Put a fifty grand in da stash last Mundy... Look hurry up hurry up and get the munny!... Thought we was playin... Well the jokes on you!

Have you guys been watching Vh-1's Brandy and RayJ's "A Family Business"? I hope so, I hope you have taken this opportunity to get to know the Norwoods... Well I want to focus on a person who is dear to me and has not quite received the recognition he deserves, the Homey Derrelle Owens aka "Shorty Mack".
In last Sunday's episode not only did Shorty Mack prove himself to be a loyal friend to RayJ and Knockout we also got to see and hear he is a talented rapper/writer. No disrespect to RayJ's loyal friend, Wack, who wouldn't take the time to even listen to the track once RayJ told him "I put the homey, Shorty Mack on the track". He had the audacity to call Shorty Mack, RayJ's hype man. Are you for real? Ladies and Gentlemen I am tell you like this... Shorty Mack was right there making guest appearances on Moesha back in the day... Yall heard RayJ tell us how many big name artists Shorty Mack has worked with such as R. Kelly. And Wack had the nerve to call him a hype man. Listen if you are not convinced by now that Shorty Mack has talent listen to this track "Get Da Money". Wanna hear more of what Shorty Mack and Ray's about to drop on yall check them out @
Follow Shorty Mack on Twitter @iamshortymack

The Mindset of a Modern Day Slave Driver

Hello people I am new to this social network. However I am no stranger to the issues our people face and I would like to share some of my story. I was brought up in Miami, Fl. My mother, father and grandmother raised me. I was always told I would be someone special. See as a child I developed an ability to see signs, determine others mood, emotions just by observing them and I always said what I felt. Well almost three years ago I moved to a college town. A town filled with brain washed and controlled minds. I felt like a stranger in my home state. See I went to work for the real estate company upon moving there and that's why my life took a very interesting turn. When I was originally hired with the company my job was to answer phones, send emails, set up appointment etc. basic office duties. The area where I work was in the back of the office a place where you couldn't really see what was going on. I'd notice as days go by some of the realtors would come in the area just to check out the new girl, me. They'd act like they needed to see one of the other girls in the office and quickly stare over at me. I was like Hi because I am just a nice person not knowing these ladies were checking me out as if I was competition. I had no idea what I was competing for at the time and honestly I didn't care. I am a single mother trying to take care of my child and these people obviously had nothing else to do with their time because they chose to invest a lot of it in me. You will discover this as you continue to read. Well as time past and I started to make a name for myself in the office I was offered a promotion. I need to mention this, the man who owned this company is white. This is an important factor. I am saying this because once I got my "promotion". I began to learn that this white man was a modern day slave driver who treats black women like whores, and he tried to keep the ones that worked for him at each others throats. I for one wasn't trying to go along with the plan because I was there to work not become a concubine. Well I made friends, so I thought, with one black man who worked for the company. I should have known that there was something wrong with this gentlemen, one day I over heard the General Manager calling him stupid and telling him was a dumb Realtor. Other black and white women in the company began to open up to me telling me how the GM would tell them to go find another job because two reasons they weren't attractive enough for him or they weren't trying to go along with their plan. So I became concerned. Well let me give you a short story about a experience I had with the GM of this company.

Shortly after I began working for the company my 30th birthday came and the girl who was my acting manager in the office took me out for drinks. She started slapping me on the behind during the night and the would say"oh sorry I must be drunk" the once we left the bar and were returning to her house so that I can go home she called the GM who was and still is her boyfriend. She was inviting him over and asking me to stay to partake in a sexual experience I had no interest in. I went home and thought nothing of it. I wrote it off as maybe she was drunk and hey it will be over tomorrow. But no that's when it all began.

Once I got the promotion I was to sit out in the new "subdivision" that was once was a trailer park. The owner developer knocked down the trailer homes and replaced them with cheap module homes. Then had a few of his rich friends make purchases on the homes as a favor to him. They in turn used me to rent them to poor black families, over charge them to repay them for their investment. I was new to the business at that time. I saw the signs but I really wanted to give this slaver diver the benefit of the doubt. Trust me it was not easy. My first time meeting the slave driver he took me for a ride in his TAHOE. The very first thing he did was press the ONSTAR button this was to impress the lil black girl who knows nothing. At least he assumed I knew nothing. See when I applied for the job I lived in a small town in Georgia located about 45 minutes from the town I worked in. So me sending them a resume with the experience that mine had, that was unusual. In their eyes it had to be impossible. How could some one live in a small town with this much knowledge and experience? Instead of asking the question they assumed from the beginning I was a liar and obviously they thought I was naive.

Well the Owner/Developer/Slave driver drove me around this neighborhood filled with poorly constructed homes, dilapidated buildings, no landscaping and poor curb appeal. He owns over 145 homes in this neighborhood which is pro-dominantly black and he called himself "the king of the hood". He had a shack of a building that was suppose to be the property management company ran by his head concubine. Not to mention this man is married with adult children and grandchildren.

She the HCIC (the head concubine in charge) takes the rent from the people (black people) living in these homes fit for animals and in turn pays his "the king's" mortgage, car payments, credit cards etc. The moment one of the tenants can not afford to pay on time they are put out on the street and the next victim moves in and the vicious cycle continues. She sees nothing wrong with what she is doing because he keeps her "taken care of". She is not allowed to be in a real relationship unless he approves. I know this because this is what he said to me and when I asked about it later it was suppose to have been a joke.

Now back to me. I would work Mon-Sun never was paid overtime. But once I rented the homes I was given Bonuses which was funny to me because I was not a license Realtor. I have never been a license Realtor yet I was drawing up contracts basically used as eye candy to attract the potential victims. The bonuses were a set up. A set up for what was to come had I went along with "the king's" plan. He would have me "hang out" with his head girl wanting me to "learn this business" and in return I teach her how to be like me. She had little style, very bad acne and low self esteem. He took full advantage of her preying on the weaknesses of others in order to gain control.

I just couldn't see myself building a career with this company after experiencing the things that I began to experience. The company put up a nice facade for those who aren't able to think past their rhetoric. I thought that investing in a home would be a good idea so I decided to ask an Aunt to try and purchase some homes and maybe I'd help out with managing the properties or live in to assist in helping her pay. I'd rather give my money to family than to help a man whose main goal is to see my people suffer. She decided to come up and check it out. This experience help me learn what I needed to know about this man and I also learn quite a bit about my aunt.

When my aunts came up he began to brainwash them with his plans for me. Telling them how he wanted me to own homes and be the spokes person for some fictitious subdivision that has been in the making since I met the man. Construction, I presume, is still underway. My aunts thought this mans plans for me would some how benefit me. I then knew that I had to leave. I needed my aunts to understand whatever plans I am going through with would be the plans I have for myself. Not something some control freak, slave-driver has for me. But it was too late they were already under his control.

I need to take another step backward. The reason I asked this aunt to invest in homes is one because she had what I thought was a successful limo company. I also felt that if any of the family or friends of the family were sending kids to this town for school they would have a place to live. I was thinking this would be an investment that many black families aren't taking advantage of.

Well let me tell you the outcome of that. She invested after I told her not to go through with it. In the meeting she had with him he advised her that he must have total control. Meaning control over the property she was investing in and total control over who lives in it. Well my aunts provided him with the opportunity of a life time and he took full advantage. Like I stated my aunt did own a limo company in Miami, Fl. This man, the slave driver, began to watch her observing her thought process then he started sending people her way. Eventually she stopped getting business. Why? The slaver driver was helping her competitors. He wanted to bring her down and he knew how and he did just that. She ended up losing the business, the houses she invested in and her credit went down the drain all because he had to have control. Control in order to divide and conquer. My aunt will become a key character because after he took everything she had he then used her to help him try to bring me down.

He tapped my house phone, checked my text messages, sent informants to my house to check my every move. Many of these informants worked in his company. He even had the black guy pretend that he was getting a job with another company. All because he, the king, was jealous that I trusted this man over him. He wanted me in his presence every possible moment he could have me. He didn't want me attending to my son. He'd go crazy if I wanted to leave and go home after I had been in the office from 8-5:30. I was getting physically sick of seeing this man everyday. I would cry. I wanted to find another job so bad. While working there he send signs to show me who he really was and how much he hated blacks. He would send me to pick up"forms" from a man who I could never contact by phone and he would leave nasty message like. "What is wrong with you people?" "How many time do I have to tell you people?" My reaction was say what? I knew it was time for me to get out of there cause I was eventually gonna go to jail for slapping, spitting on, or kicking this old man's ass. He didn't have a clue.

Well I did find another job. He had set that job up it was in fact with another real estate company in the town. A company of individuals who he'd trained to play a game with me. The whole while I worked for the company he'd have another young lady, a Realtor, come by the new office where I worked she would call me, ask me to email her, she'd email me basically trying to get me fired. She would ask me to go to lunch just to keep track of what I was doing. She would go back and report every move I made from the clothes I wore to the perfume I had on. For some reason they really thought I wanted to take over the real estate industry. When all I wanted to do was take care of my son. They saw something in my that intimidated them. He was intimidated by the fact that I really didn't give a care about him. I was just doing what he was doing to every one else. Selling them dreams. Needless to say that job didn't last long.

I remember like it was yesterday it was Easter time 2007. I was preparing to go visit my sister. I had advised the lady that hired me at the new real estate company that I wasn't going to be in and I told her why. Well needless to say things started happening that week basically more set ups. This one Bitch excuse my french she was a former lawyer and the bosses daughter in law she was one of the Realtors I work with putting her listings on the market. Well she and I set out to go and view a home that was suppose to be going on the market. Well me being the Diva that I am I was looking fly too fly for this piece of a building we were viewing I had on some cute sandals that matched my white pants and yellow shirt. Well when I got out of her "Volvo" there was dirt every where I was pissed. Then the house it was a recovering burned house. Sort of like a recovering crack house. There were boards and things all over the rooms were incomplete the place was a wreck. I was falling all over the place messing up my white pants and getting dust on my fly sandals. While miss prissy priss played professional Realtor. All the while critiquing me to go back and tell my stupivisor who was planning her hillbilly wedding.

So we get back to the office just in time for Judas the bitch Realtor to go and make her report to the young stupivisor. I knew then I wasn't going to have a job when I returned from my trip. But I was like, okay I will deal with that when I get back. I was going to visit my family regardless of what these slave co-conspirers felt. I was not under their control please believe it and that's why I had so many problems. Well I went to visit my sister and in when I return to work that Tuesday morning. Like I said I got the call to me desk. "Hello can you come to my office?" Sure, Whats going on?" I asked as if I was oblivious. Not to mention the Bitch hadn't arrive yet but she called me just before I got that call and asked if I would fax some thing. I really don't remember what it was all I know is I didn't do it. All because I knew what time it was. I was preparing for my performance. So I walked into the office (lights, camera, action) there sat the stupivisor and the lady that hired me the one who I advised that I was going to take my trip. To make a long story short "it just wasn't working out" those were her exact words. So I started, tear one fell down my face as my voice trembled "what did I ddddooo wrong?" While on the inside I was like "kiss my ass please!". However I am so good I couldn't let them know I was on to them so I walked out and said "fine". Went and gathered my things hugged one of the players they thought I trusted. She was like "it's gonna be ok!". I was like "bitch I know", instead I just wipe my fake tear and said "I surely hope so". Then I walk to my car and made the call. Just as he suspected I would. I called the slave driver. See he had no earthly idea how I felt about him. Nor did he know that I knew he was setting up all these games around town for me.

So I called him balling and screaming. "Oh my God they fired me!" "Massa what is I gonna do? Just like the good nigga he thought I was. He responded sounding surprised "no I can't believe it, just stop by my office and we can discuss it". So I did as he asked I really wanted to see the look on his face. Just wanted to know just how stupid he thought I was. I walked in and the man had tears in his eyes. Now were those tears, tears of guilt for what he had done? Or was those tears of concern for the wrong I had just experienced? We all know the answer to that equation.

This slave driver had been playing the game for a long time. The key word in that sentence is playing. Playing professional, playing Kingpin, playing with the minds of his followers and all the while earning the reputation of a "Good Man". Why? He knows how to manipulates minds, know how to condition the weak to gain control. Control over the finances, control over their families, and teaching them to recruit others so that his army will grow. He knows how to make his nasty opinions about blacks he enslave facts in the eyes of others. They trust him, some of the people in Tallahassee look up to him.

I have to flash back again I will be doing that a lot throughout this blog. I remember one day the slave driver took me to a "meeting" in a small town just outside of Tallahassee, it was in Monticello. On the way there he shows me this new paper article about a high school basketball star. The kid was African American however he had the same last name of this slaver driver. So this next thing this nasty ass WHITEY says to me is "this could be our son". I had to turn and look out the window to hide the look of disgust on my face. I also was so nauseated by the mere thought, I wanted to puke all over the place. I get nauseated when I can't take it anymore. I simply turned back and gave him my little deceitful smirk and said "Yea? You think?" this was for me to agree to whatever B.S. he had planned before or after this meeting. This man just did not know had he planned to put one finger on me I was prepared to kick his white ass all across that city and make up some lies on how he hurt me. He didn't bother I think he caught on. Because when we got back to the office he said I told him I was gonna go hang out with some of the other co workers. He responded by saying "go ahead since age is so important to you". This was to say I didn't want him because he was old. No whitey I don't want you cause you were my boss, I came there to work and be a professional not a hoefessional.

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Banned in the USA....

In response to the reaction of my album cover... "I'm deeply sorry if I haven't offended everybody" Kanye West via Twitter.
After reading so much on Twitter and about @KanyeWest's album cover being banned. I decided to judge for myself and see what was so bad and disgusting about this "work of art" I consider an mere expression of the truth. I also went on facebook and wanted to get some of opinions from both my followers and Kanye Choco-West's facebook fans. These are the responses I received so far.

    • Janice R Draughn If it is accessable to children, then I find it distasteful...
    • Arra Da Flygurl Simmons Hmmm. Anything else?
    • Janice R Draughn I try to stay as posiitve as possible with my opinions.. My mom always told me.. if you have nothing good to say then say nothing.. That being said my mouth is now closed!!(smile)
    • Shamicka Quilya Valentine I thinkthis pic means so much more then just distasteful but what is this a representation of this cover. @ Arra because if I had to give my hypothesis it would't be nice.
    • Arra Da Flygurl Simmons Well I agree with you as far as exposing this to children. And when I say that I mean immature minded individuals. Because nothing on this picture isn't something children aren't exposed to daily. Men walk around with their chest exposed all the time and many women expose their breast to their children and babies for feeding. If allowed the mind will play tricks on you and make you think you see a black demon and a white angel engaging in sexual activities but I don't see it that way at all.
    • Shamicka Quilya Valentine I don't think that's what it means but what I am saying if it's just art what does it mean because that's how people will view it and they are the ones who by the music. So what do you think it's saying @Arra
    • Janice R Draughn ‎@ Arra.. of course kids see body parts, however the act of the body parts together should not be exposed to children. The actual act of what I perceive is beyond open publicity, if you will...
    • Arra Da Flygurl Simmons The opposite of what the majority would think. I think it represents truth. And again I can only speak from experience. See the goal is to program the mind into believing the black man is bad, a criminal, an animal, a beast who has evolved from Apes. And that's not the truth.
    • Arra Da Flygurl Simmons ‎@Janice what are they doing? She has wings yet she looks evil like she is wearing a disgust wants to attack her prey (the black man) and judging by the direction in which their faces are turned, somebody has interrupted her plan.
    • Janice R Draughn
      That's whats so beautiful about the power of God. We all can look at the same picture and see it differently.. (Perception) which is also a great learning tool.. This is interesting however I have a meeting.. will be back in 1hr..(smile)
    • Janice R Draughn ‎@ Arra Yes I can see that, however a child would not be that perceptive.... They will see an exposed body on top of each other...
      do u agree with that.. u gonna make me late..(smile) I shall return.~Jdraughn
    • Arra Da Flygurl Simmons Perception is learned behavior. This is why we can't tell our children they only use ten percent of their brains.

Did John rebuild the Providence Neighborhood?

This is the street the "King of the Hood" as John E. Whetsel refers to himself as and where his property office was located along with many of his dilapidated properties are to this date. Oh yea and the same street where the New town homes/ apartments were suppose to built. John was requesting a thousand dollar deposits from potential buyers... They are still waiting for the properties to be built.

In 2008 not only did write a blog about John E. Whetsel DEVILoper looks to rebuild The Providence Neighborhood they also posted pictures with names helping me prove my case. Let me show you what the Providence Neighborhood looks like today.

Eugenia Apartments on Stuckey Ave
This is one of the first properties John showed me and he was excited about this raggedy shit. Hoping I would want to live here. You shit all boarded up not much different from when I worked for him. Garbage and shit use to be laying around people just got their door open and these are one bedroom one bathroom. Just a hint to let me know he was hoping to rid me of my son.

Providence Developers also known as Chadwick Properties owned by John Whetsel ran by Nadia Spence. She even named after John's deceased son Chad... Go figure.

Take a "Bow", Mr. Shad Gregory Moss

Yall, remember Lil Bow Wow jumping up and down on the couch in Snoop Dogg's Gin and Juice video back in the day?.....Then he blew up the scene with hit first album Beware of the Dog and it's hits single "Bounce with me" featured the lovely ladies from Xscape... Then Bow blew up the movie screen with Like Mike and then more albums and collaborations... Just hitting us from all directions, working with names like Omarion, Ciara, Ced the Entertainer, Vanessa L. Williams, Ms. Solange Knowles, Unkle Steve (just to name a few) in the Johnson's Family Vacation... Wait how about when he played the lil drug dealing criminal in Robert Townsend's Carmen: A Hip Hopera along with Beyonce Giselle Knowles-Carter, Mekhi Phifer, Haiti's Presidential Candidate: Wyclef Jean, Mos Def, Joy Bryant just to name a few....

Though I like to give Bow Wow a hard time because I see him as "Lil Bow Wow" but it is time to give credit where it is due. Hat's off to Ms. Teresa Caldwell Momager, disciplinary and most of all friend, she has done a great job raising her grown Man; Mr. Shad Gregory Moss... I watched him last night promoting his new movie Lottery Ticket, on The Max Headrum oops I mean The George Lopez Show (love you George...) and Bow Wow exuded such maturity, confidence and has proven his no longer the "Lil Bow Wow" all the girls went "ga ga" over. Sooo on that note Imma need yall to go out and support Mr. Shad Gregory Moss and watch Lottery Ticket this weekend... Mr. Moss, Imma close out with one of my personal favorites "Shorty Like Mine" and not because my cousin Angela Simmons is in the video... Watch out for the "bird" flying around in the video...

Race and My Community

I am excited to write this blog, the timing for the topic, Race and My Community, couldn't be more appropriate for this is an exciting time in my community; it's election time. I live in Charlotte, NC and during this course of this Mayoral election, I have been following, volunteering and promoting the new Mayor -Elect for Charlotte Mecklenburg, Mr. Anthony Foxx. This was a very exciting campaign because Charlotte has had the same Mayor for the past 14 years and it's definitely time for change. I moved to Charlotte, NC January 2000 and at that time I lived in a sort of diverse neighborhood there are Mexican Americans, African Americans and some immigrants from Africa, Mexico and several other Latin countries. At that time I wasn't interested in who was Mayor and who controlled the city. I was rarely here for it to make a difference. I was a flight attendant and on my days off I'd fly home to Miami, Fl to be with my son and Grandmother. It wasn't until after I moved my son here and started working in the city that I began to notice the people in the communities outside of my neighborhood. The majority of them did not look or think like me. However they seemed to be very interested in me.
The community I live in now is semi-diverse as well. On my block, for example, there are two Asian American families, an Mexican American Family and the rest is half African American and Caucasian. I don't see any families speaking to other ethnic groups for instance the white neighbors sit and talk with other white neighbors, the Mexican American neighbors only converse with other Mexican American neighbors. I only know that there is an Asian Family on my block because I have seen them walking around the yard for a few minutes and taking out their garbage. Other than that, I never see them. As far as the African American families go, I rarely see them speaking to anyone, including other African American families. My family and I made an attempt to make friends with one African American family on my block but they were too interested in competing and trying to get into our personal lives. Being around people like that create lots of drama and it wasn't worth the energy, so we stick to ourselves. Other than the occasional wave while walking my dog as neighbors pass our house in their cars, or on their daily stroll, there is no communication in the neighborhood.Foxx Charlotte
Leadership in My Community
As I stated earlier I wasn't really concerned about the leadership in the community when first moving to Charlotte because of my schedule and my job I felt things that went on in my community and in the city had no direct affect on my life. I lived in an apartment complex so things like garbage services and water wasn't a major concern.

Now that I think about it while living in that apartment complex, after sometime and more minorities moved in and we were subject to random tow trucks riding through the neighborhood and towing cars that had outdated inspection stickers and past due tags. This was not included in the lease and did not take place in the subdivisions nearby which were occupied by majority White Americans. In the community I live in now it's a subdivision so each house is responsible for having their garbage on the curb to be picked up once a week, along with recycled goods and any leaves and branches left over from lawn care. However, I hadn't heard much about many leaders in the community didn't know who they mayor was until April 2009 and he has been the mayor for over 14 years until November 2009. As far as city council and other members of the community goes I really had no interests in those people either until I realized that they control everything from education, funding for after school programs and others activities activities for youth. Which there was an abundance of during my son's elementary school education. Once he reached middle school things changed and I became aware of how things are run in cities where leaders don't look like, have not had similar life experiences as and care not to understand those who don't look like, walk like or speak like them.
I need to mention that I did move away to another city in Florida for three years prior to moving back to Charlotte and April 2009. I was living in Tallahassee, Fl where the majority of the leadership is Republican. Most of the city is controlled by them, and because of their fear of losing power Republicans in Tallahassee use manipulation and lies to keep their control. While using manipulation and mind games to instill fear in those they can't seem to figure out. These are the people who own businesses, teach in the schools and make decisions for the citizens there. Those in control, move about and make decisions for others without considering their opinions. In most cases, the opinions of the citizens have been manipulated by the schemes and games from the RepubliKans. Resulting in mass confusion people are walking around like robots waiting for someone to instruct them on their next move. In Tallahassee minorities are not seen as equal unless they have some one from the majority on their side, meaning in control and knowing their every move. So their children will have problems in school, they will have problems at works and at home unless they have someone from the majority as a "friend" and in many cases that "friend" is a sheep in wolves clothing. They make sure minorities have those problem to keep them bound.

After being driven out of Tallahassee because I chose not to submit and subject myself of my son to the indirect ridicule bought on by those in charge, those RepubliKans (men) made it their business to let me know that this is how they run things no matter where I am. If they are in control they are determined to keep those who they believe to be subordinate, oppressed. They will take advantage of and abuse a individual, group, or organization's strengths and play on and use their weaknesses as tool to control.

I know their game. I was in the Senate the last time health reform came around, and I saw the special interests savage our efforts. Frankly, under the old rules of Washington they were nearly impossible to beat. But now, thanks to you, the rules are changing. All the lies, scare tactics and lobbyist shake-downs in the world are no match for the incredible work of Organizing for America supporters like you. That’s exactly what frightens them so much — and it’s what Barack and I are counting on.”

This statement is from a letter I received from Vice President Joe Biden in regards to the Health care Reform. He is speaking about the Insurance companies who fear they will have financial problems if the Health care Reform is passed, the companies that are run by the Republicans who play the same games on all levels.

Since moving back to Charlotte this has been my experience in my community, my son started, public school, middle school, at a school so far from our home. The kids in the neighborhood are bussed there, the school is considered a Title I school, school for improvement. Now my neighborhood is a fairly nice neighborhood and many of the families here have been here for a long time and most of their children have graduated. I am certain they went to school during a time where they weren't bussed to a school where mostly minority children from low income homes attend. In other words this is not a low income neighborhood, however many of the people moving into the community are from various minority groups mainly African American. I am certain the leaders in the school makes those decision. After having several negative experiences at that school I chose to home school my son. It seems as if the school of improvement's main goal was to put some sort of crutch on their students especially the black male students. If they made good grades there was going to be a behavior issue or vice verse. Children of single parent homes seemed to be easy targets to be used against one another and to keep their children oppressed. When these things started happening to my son and I expressed my concerns to the administration and the school board. Two things happened, first thing, there was no investigation and the second thing my son treatment worsened. So basically nothing happened.
I took my son out of the public school system and home schooled him for the duration of the school year and the summer. This is what he experienced the following year after begging to return to public school. I took him to Northeast Middle School a, what I considered to be, diverse school. However according to the data reported on the Charlotte Mecklenburg Schools profiles website the majority students affected by their end of grade testing are African American (CMS, 2008). When I enrolled my son at Northeast, which is about a five minute drive from my house, the registrar, who is African American proceeded to tell me how she was married to a white man and had an eighteen year old son who was in the military and how he was such a good boy. Her story was well rehearsed she shared it with me in hopes I would fill her in on future plans for my son. Judging by her actions and the various white women that came in and out of her office as we spoke she was to then fill the principal, a white male, in on whatever information I gave her. He would then decide on whether to sabotage my son's future or to let him be. Well she, the registrar, is not married and as far as that son goes, well you can figure that out. My point is this these are the games they play to keep our children LEFT BEHIND. So as parents we need to stay current and keep our minds open (“Rock the Vote”, 2009). This is an example of the treatment people like myself receive in communities where the majority feels minorities shouldn't be heard or treated fairly. But because so many are used to it, The unfair treatment, they think it's the norm and the persons who suffer are the innocent children.

My Solutions
Once again I removed my son from the public school setting and home schooled him, the same patterned was developing and I'd emailed administration and also the superintendent, who did nothing. As I stated these events could not have taken place at a more appropriate time. Once I learned about the election and saw that one of the candidates looked like me, is a Charlotte native, and from a single parent home. I researched his political career, went to a live debate and watched a couple on TV. I was very impressed and I believe he can relate to the struggles of minorities especially male minorities. I wanted to do my part and helping him get elected and I decided to volunteer to help out his campaign. Once involved with the campaign I wanted to do more so I started sending emails and text messages promoting the democrat mayor candidate, to businesses, my friends and approaching people on the street asking them to pass it on to others with the community. I also started volunteering with organizations whose main goal was to inform the communities that are usually misinformed.

The Media
Though there are people in the local media in my community that look like me, many of the stories reported usually portray people that look like me in a negative manner. However, with the economy in the state its in and the shift of political control I am starting to notice other groups of people's negative side in the media as well. When those stories are reported the excuse is usually “this behavior is a result of our current economy or unemployment rate”. There are no excuses for those groups of people that are negatively stereotyped. You know the people that look like me!The Foxx's

Time for change; now that we have a new mayor in our community and he is one who seems to understand what is needed to make a positive difference in the lives of individuals whose voices have been ignored for so long, is the first step in resolving some of the inequities that have existed for far too long. Once the leadership in my community make changes this behavior will trickle down the ladder affecting our schools, churches and community organizations positively. Will the games ever stop, just take a look at what's happening in the white house and how so many organizations as well as members of Congress and the Senate are trying to keep the President distracted all because they don't want equal opportunity in Healthcare. Is this an equal opportunity country? I would vote yes, now that we have elected a President who is committed to change. So Anthony Foxx let's work together to change Charlotte into an equal opportunity community by “facing our issues head on” (Hicks III, 2009).

Trying to Get Ahead, But Left behind

As so many of us are trying to get ahead and take care of ourselves and our families this young man, my dear friend Ron Anthony, is trying very hard as well. And because the MasterMinds in Tallahassee wanted to try and destroy EVERY friendship I had. I wrote this blog to exemplify how they stuck their noses in this Gentlemen's personal life hoping they'd make me think it was Ron instead of JOHN trying to keep confusion in all of our lives.
People let me introduce you to one of the star players in this "Conspiracy Theory". Every time he comes around me lately he has been dressed like "RayJ". He was the informant asking about the "Brandy" that inspired the "Brandy on the Rocks" blog he was also the informant they sent to the hospital to tell me about the joke that was played on his mother in law, which inspired my "The Plot to Kill My Mother" blog. When I first moved back to North Carolina this Ron was driving a black Infiniti Q45, same as two of the employees that worked for John E. Whetsel at the real estate company in Tallahassee Dave and Josh, Dave Peeples drove a white Q45 and he was the General Manager who would send John emails calling his assistant Nadia Spence from Dave calling her "nigga". White car plus emails meant Dave was racist. Josh Payton drove a grey Q45 and JOhn would have Herbert Chapman, the black guy at the company tell me things like Josh will date and have sex with anybody. As a matter of fact John and another employee at the real estate company with whom he was roomates were fighting because the roomate thought Josh was trying to or had slept with his girl. All that drama created by John Whetsel. And remember Josh is the person who said to me he and I were going to have sex whether I wanted to or not. (John) has made an ass of himself trying. That's all I have to say.

Mr. Intentional- The MasterMind

Question does the road to fame and fortune
in the "mastermind" translation depend on the amount of people you
screw, let screw you, or get screwed by, determine how high you can climb?
If you ever fall off it'll feel like a plane crash... I'm just sayin.

Answer: The road to hell is paved with good intentions, of how they helped you out cause you"re such a hopeless victim. Yo don't do me any favors, Mr. Intentional.
Equivalent to climbing the Corporate Ladder it all depends on the amount of bullshit you will put up with. The higher you go the rules regarding harassment etc. etc., you will soon find out only apply to those at the bottom of the ladder. It's a tool to keep certain people down. Especially when they know your weakness. Hello????
That's just why I used to be like... Family Dollar Corporate Headquarters... Yall can kiss my ass... White dude using the married black man to harass me hoping I'd come to his office and report it. When that didn't work they went to another black man in a higher position etc etc etc. Then fucking Tallahassee wanna come at me with their bullshit and yall black man just sitting round like (duh duh) pimp my ride... Ride or Die it's all good. Damn man!!!
Let's not forget about Cigna Healthcare and their "mentoring program" child please they hooked me up with somebody in a higher position they wanted me to mentor... Get it... She was spose to be my mentor on a personal level (turn me out) and I was suppose to mentor her on the business etiquette side... I told them kiss my ass!!! LMAO Shall I keep going?
It's simple yet sad at the same time it's almost like some Corporate environments are institutions designed to draw people into this world of robots who do as they are told at the masters discretion. Based on your bullshit tolerance you are placed in groups just like animals in a zoo. Then you have supervisors monitoring and testing you. And if you want to get promoted you must pass the tests. Tests designed to go against certain peoples thought process. The people that can be distracted with money and cars. Sounds like the Public Education System.
Sad people have regrets.... If only I can see you more time and get another shot @ it. I swear now that I know I would say "can we talk?.".. Dude... Unwash your brain and do wut you got to do... You only live once... Stop letting massa dictate your every movement...
Black men "who says the man has his foot on your neck and won't let you move without being all up in your business"... Give his ass something to look at. Take my situation for example. All those white men telling the black guys not to date me talk to me etc. Check it I would have doing just what they do... Doing the opposite of what they told me and then when they asked I would have said no, it was somebody that looked like me... I would have been somewhere with that chic's legs in the air while whitey sending out a search party looking for her. Telling them "oh she over there", when she's sitting on my lap. Just like you don't know they don't know either but if you tell them then they'll know. That's just how I would have handled it. But I'm not a dude.

The Man in the Mirror- Live on Michael Jackson

We compare ourselves amongst ourselves- The bible... God's Interpretation- you are good at this skill so we can use in this area and you can teach those who are interested in learning what you know. Man's Translation- I will build a mirror look at yourselves... compared to her you are ugly so get lypo, a boob job, lip injections etc etc. Do whatever it takes to "stay in the running". Hello yall hear me? Just take a look around you.

In my last blog I talked about how we are taking shots at the President for "not doing" anything for us. I ended that blog with a question "why are you doing for yourselves?" Change President Obama wasn't the first to talk about it and now we can see he is making progress. But again ask yourselves this why do it take so long for us to get here when there were so many before President Barack Obama....They wanted to stall as long as they possibly could so they killed any body they felt could possibly make a change and expose the liars and teach us our truth.The Kennedy's (killed them), Martin Luther King they killed him, Malcolm X killed him after causing chaos with in the Nation of Islam to make Malcolm look like the bad guy. Tupac and Biggie "hey lets make the fans think there is a rivalry between the east and west coast", while keeping people that can see what they were doing distracted and using people like C. Delores Tucker to brainwash "educated" black folk then they killed them both. Lisa "Left Eye" Lopez, Aliyah, shall I keep on? And today we celebrate the death of another who in his message begged and pleaded for change.. One year to this date...How long has President Barack Obama been in office hmmm just over a year!!! (It's not a coincidence people) It's a conspiracy! Against you black men! Yes divide, conquer, rule... But first he must get into the minds of the people brainwash them into trusting him so they can program them into thinking you are the enemy... You "black man"! This way the people won't think it's cruel and unusual punishment when they treat you like second class citizens. They have been programmed to think that's what you deserve, this is where you belong. And again I ask what are you doing to promote change? This is what I am doing "I'm starting with the man in the mirror I am asking him to change his ways"... Michael Jackson your message couldn't have been any clearer... "If you want to make the world a better place take a look at yourselves then make that CHANGE!!!!"

Mr. President, What have you done for me lately?

A friend of mine made this comment regarding our President Barack Obama and I quote "How can I say this here it goes WHITE POWER... And our president only looks black he works for them not us I've yet to see him do anything positive to help black folks answer that one." The mere fact that there are so many people especially minority men who feel the same way as the gentleman who made this comment.
Here is what I have to say to all of you who question what the President has done since he's been in office. Answer first and foremost you must lead by example. Black man, He that is greater in Him (the black man in our President) is greater than he which is confused by this world. Let me know if you need me to break that down Black Men.
You black men need to step up he is doing his job. Damn what do yall want him to hand deliver the damn message to yall. He has proven change is possible. So unwash your brains and accept the truth about you, black men. You are not who they want you to think you are.
It's a mindset these other people has instilled our people especially the "educated" ones. They're thinking somebody is out to take their place. When if their focus was doing their jobs they wouldn't have to worry about competing when doing the right thing. You see President Obama has been making major changes in the white house but it's the AMERICAN mindset that keeps us stuck on stupid and scared to move cause we think somebody finna steal what we got.
What don't you see? President Obama is mending relationships with countries we've been enemies or not so friendly with because of the mindset of former Presidents. He's made tremendous changes to our health care all while middle man companies continue to try to rob poor people and the elderly by spreading lies about their health plans. President Obama is holding companies like BP accountable for the "oil spill". He told them hey yall owe us an explanation for this crap. Splain us this. Follow him on Twitter @BarackObama and a lot of your questions will be answered.
This is what we all should know and understand we have the RIGHT to our own opinion as well as the right to express it in a way not trying to impose it on other's who think differently. But to express it freely because it's who you are. I can almost bet my life that if President Obama said "hey I will send out stimulus checks to all tax paying citizens who stand in front of their houses and do 25 jumping jacks for 10 days straight. Just go to this website once you have completed your jumping jack regimen and your check will be mailed to you". Yall would be running round here living right and jumping jacking yall asses off everyday until that check comes. Then once it's all said and done, you will go right back to questioning what is the President not doing for you. What in the hell are you doing for yourselves?

My Acceptance Speech

Arra Da Flygurl Simmons (Cristina Renee Hamilton Simmons)

Special shout out to the assholes @ Inspired Technologies that made this all possible!

I'd like to take a moment and stroll down memory lane and present to you the experiences, situations, and moments of pure entertainment I endured on my journey.

Well give props where they are do... I worked for a Information Technology company filled with employees from small towns and their minds matched the size of the towns they are from. So they thought they'd play a practical joke on me because they've never been anywhere and they think the entire country is ran by people with small town mindsets...
Their idea of fun was to watch me, my friends and family then try to ruin those ties and bonds. And then replacing them with evil little trolls that think like them. I remember one of the guys @ the IT company asking me how would I feel if I didn't talk to my friends of family anymore. I said "bring it on homey. Cuz check it if you got the power to ruin those relationships they weren't real to begin with". And don't think I am going to come running to you to make it all better. I was born by myself and I will leave here by myself all the shit that happens in between is what I make it. My story... Not yours. But small minds don't think like that. They are used to fickle and controllable minds with nothing but time on their hands.
It's crazy, sad thing is how they can poison the minds of EVERY body it's like they have outer body experiences and become other people. Trust me! If you can look through my eyes and see what I see daily, you'd think you were in another time and place. The master/slavery mindset has not changed. LMAO I remember after leaving this very IT company, in Tallahassee, they would send messages through my computer saying they were the master and I was the slave. All because they couldn't break me when I worked there. LMAO they were the Stupids and I had to show the world just how stupid they R.

I remember the first company I worked for in Tallahassee... I got "promoted" to the "assistant" to the owner of the company. I got this promotion because the workers on my level were having a hard time "figuring me out" so they thought the small town mindset slave owner would intimidate me. He used to try to program me into thinking "white" was supreme and that certain features on my body would let me pass as white. If I was willing to accept those terms and become a lower class white gurl who was to be used at his discretion I would have been alright. Tell me who wouldn't want to deny themselves and forget their own identity to become "right" in the sight of "white". Can you dig it? Get a degree yall this is what corporate america is looking for if you light and you can pass for white "U R In" and don't you go dating no black boys trying to increase the black population while working for him. He decides the type of women the black guys can date and it's usually the girls who are looking for a meal ticket or the girl the white boys have ran thru and now blacky you can have their left overs. Not the kid!
Didn't stop there... Because some of the white men who were after me are cocaine snorters they put me in work environments where people who did coke were in charge, white girls. Hoping I'd befriend them get hooked on coke and let it all hang out. LMAO at how stupid white men are, when that didn't work, they put me around gay black women. Hoping that ... they'd intimidate me and turn me out. Those bitches were intimidated. Then they put me in an environment where the white lady in charge was scared of the black girls working for her however she wanted to sleep with a black girl and she hope she could be the one to turn me out. Now she stayed out of the office as much as possible watching me on the computer hoping I'd try to hook up with one of the bisexual married women in the company and that's when she'd make her move. After using the other black manager who was a coke head as well. An older lady who they thought would replace my mom and I'd follow her into a world of coke and sexual "anything goes". For all of the time and effort I thank you. Stupid asses. Now who's the buffoon?

Brandy on the Rocks

Well don't all jump in @ once. Here goes... This sign is nicely placed on my path to the neighborhood store near the lake... I took a walk there last night... The store clerk wanted to make sure I saw the sign as a matter of fact he asked" Do you live in Lake Point... The name of the lake the side of the where this sign is placed... I saw it on my way home and decided hey take a picture of it tomorrow. My question is this why does the sign say BrandyWine is every body in that community having a yard sale... And why does't the sign on the BrandyWine's side of the street say "BrandyWine" in bold... Can somebody also explain why couldn't they just write Yard Sale on Allen Road... Because I was suppose to see the "Brandy Wine"... Not to mention an informant came to my house earlier that day took a look at my "E&J VSOP" a Brandy that we like to sip on...the informant Started asking all types of questions about the "Brandy" and later that night this sign is what I encountered...

Single Mother! Este es Para tu'

Hey people here is something I'd written early '09 during my time imprisoned in the City of Tallahassee. And as always I want to share with you. "Now keep in mind I'm sensitive bout my ish..."- Badu

I was laying in bed thinking about my life and my son and something told me to get up and share this. I originally entitled it "why did he run away". I was thinking about my son and like a lot of other sons and daughters out there that have no Fathers in the home. I asked myself like I would guess many mothers would. "why did he run away?". And instantly my mind took me back to slavery and I know these words may be harsh but its truth. We "people of color, or Negroes" were taught that we were not suppose to have family. We were taught to be servants nothing more or nothing less.

I am reminded of a conversation I had with an older gentlemen in Salt Lake City Utah. The gentlemen asked me why was I there (in Salt Lake City). I began to tell him I was there for flight attendant training and gave a little more information about myself and the experiences of being a single parent. The Gentlemen was a white man in his 70's. He then asked what were my goals in life. I told him I wanted to learn as much as I can about my people "African Americans". He then said "why, they were meant to be servants nothing more or nothing less". I was pissed I think my face turned red. He then went on to say how he was against segregation and how he didn't want his kids going to school with black kids because they were having sex, doing drugs and etc. Well he was originally from Texas, a military man.

I went on to tell him and the other white gentlemen at the table my experiences as a teenager. I grew up in the eighties in Miami, Florida went to elementary school with African American and Hispanic American kids was introduced to white kids when our school went on field trips to other schools. And how I felt I was inferior. Once I entered what we called junior high that's when I made my first white friend, saw kids smoking cigarettes, talking about sex (I mean actually talking about how they had sex, not lying about having sex, Like my friends and I were). I told him things like sex, drugs, and welfare have no respect of person. I told the man African Americans are not the only ones who struggle with those issues. It was happening like that in his day and its the same today. We became good friends after that day. It just amazed me that to know that someone actually thought black people were/are meant to be servants. (I just want to point out after getting to know that Gentlemen, throughout my stay in Salt Lake City, he became one my closest friends we would have dinner together and he taught me a lot about history, the wars, it was quite interesting.)

Sorry Back to Why He ran Away: Fathers and mothers were taken from there homes never to been seen again. The purpose was to keep the black family broken. And this fear has been embedded in some of our subconscious minds to keep that unforeseen nightmare alive. So its not totally His fault ladies. There's many things that's still exist in our culture from slavery. Both positive and negative. Story telling, "Ebonics" the African dialect from slavery, the broken English we speak because our ancestors were not allowed to speak their true languages from the African Cultures. However I say all of that to say this its a new day people. Change starts within and please know that mental slavery still exist in "our people": When I say our people I am not speaking of the African American culture alone. I mean people who suffer from poverty, broken homes, mental abuse, mental oppression any behavior placed on a person to keep them down. Obama has proven it, change is here. There is no need to run no matter what it looks like on the outside. We have the power to change every negative into a positive. We must forgive. Fear is powerful only if you let it control you. I want to take this time to thank those "acting fathers" in my son's life. The Teachers, Coaches, Principals, Mentors, Friends I thank you for taking up your brother's slack. United we stand people. Change isn't coming: ITS HERE!

This pic was taken just before my trip to Salt Lake City, UT. Home of the salt water taffy!!! Mhmmm