Media Twist...

White Man...

Inside Job: The Analysis Of Global Financial Crisis...

Inside Job, Narrated by Matt Damon (Full Length HD) from jwrock on Vimeo.
So, "'Inside Job' provides a comprehensive analysis of the global financial crisis of 2008, which at a cost over $20 trillion, caused millions of people to lose their jobs and homes in the worst recession since the Great Depression, and nearly resulted in a global financial collapse. Through exhaustive research and extensive interviews with key financial insiders, politicians, journalists, and academics, the film traces the rise of a rogue industry which has corrupted politics, regulation, and academia. It was made on location in the United States, Iceland, England, France, Singapore, and China."

Cool Bowl for Cool People Only...

I don't wanna go anyway, hope it goes the way of the Chin.
This was sent to me via text message by a guy I know from my home town that doesn't even skate, and then I see people that I know in the background, that never told me about the thing.

Driving Skills Have Been Retarded...

So, no offense to anyone with family members with "special needs" that read this blog, but look at these two fucking retards is this parking lot.

Nigga Stole My Bike...

So, a few years ago, on Myspace, this was going around like wildfire, people leaving it on others on peoples pages in their comments. I think Myspace called them testimonials though... or was that Friendster?
Anyway, I just thought of it, looked for it, and sure enuff I found it... Still KNDA funny, if you're not an uptight white person.

As of the end of this post I am currently listening to "Cryin' Sun" by Radio Birdman from the album "Living Eyes" released in 1978

White Bingo...

White Person Bingo (brought to you by the publishers of STUFF WHITE PEOPLE LIKE)
So, you think you know waht a white person is... well, here's your chance to win big with your friends.
This might just be a fun ironic game for whites to play, but I think it'd be funnier if soem Blipsters or MexicALTs played this, also.


As of the end of this post I am currently listening to "Selinite" by Higher Intelligence Agency from the "Artificial Intelligence II" compilation release in 1994 on WaxTrax!/TVT records.
Ambient Techno.

Waht's In...

So, "waht's in a day but Mini-Spooners, Rain with a chance of Snow and left-over air for breathing.
Gladly becoming open with faults to propel forth angular rejections of night flights and left-over air for breathing.
To which do you belong in the micro jib let of soon-to-be-faded sunbeams only touching ground for just long enuff while your lids are shut during constant cold air blinks looking for left-over air for breathing.
Communal neglection and occidental reflections fill balloons of thought like gorillas flinging poop at a viewing window and drinking his own urine yearning for the taste of left-over air for breathing.
Manual retractions become more irrelevant to the outside viewing individuals peering towards an underestimated future constantly searching for left-over air for breathing.
Ham & Cheese on sweet bread with swiss cheese and pickles. Soem sort of delicacy or just soem ish slapped together for $6.50 while you gasp the left-over air for breathing?
Huffing exhaust for arousal and personal exploration can become a luxury in the midst of sentiment and hypo-analytical mumbo jumbo when all you want to do is take in waht remains of the left-over air for breathing." - Spencer Montgomery, 2009

As of the end of this post I am currently listening to "Now & Beyond" by Pigs In Space from the album of the saem name, "Pigs In Space" released in July 1998 on Phonokol Records out of Israel. Pigs In Space is none other than Ofer Dikovsky, who is better known for releasing material under the guise "Oforia"

The image is by Melanie Weidner 2005, "Deep Breath"

Munch...

So, this is my Grandpa on my Father's side, my Dad's Dad. James Robert "Bob" Montgomery, nickname "Munch" origin of his nickname is unclear. Born December 13th, 1911 on the Lett family Homestead, south of Sandwich, Illinois. His Father, Ward Pease Montgomery, age 32. Mother: May Belle Fitzgerald Montgomery, age 30. (Ward Pease Montgomery was an talented musician and artist / illustrator).
1926-1928: Purchased first second-hand snare drum with $5.00 from paper route.
1928: Began playing dance jobs using his expanded drum set, added to during high school with money from the Fisher Bakery job in Aurora, IL.
1931: August, Contracted polio of the lower extremeties following a long hot day, having had a headache all day and playing a band job. Doctor Lindbergh, Osteopath, and his family aided him with fluids, fruit and massages. Recovered from polio enough to be able to walk independently and play drums - but never to run again.
October 22, 1932 his Band, The Fidgety Five, won first place in the district finals of the WLS Radio / Paramount Radio contest at the Paramount Theater in Aurora, IL, winning $75 and an opportunity to perform before a live audience on the air on November 20, 1932, at the WLS Radio Studios in Chicago, IL.
1932-1933: He and His Band played at small clubs like the Prima Gardens in and around the Fox River Valley, ala Geneva and Aurora, IL.
1935: November he Left Artie Collins' Band to play with Harold Menning's band.
In 1940 August 28 he Recorded on a Silvertone Label disc; "Exactly Like You" and "Medley: Whispering / On The Alamo / More Than You Know" with vocals by Bob on the Medley. The band he recorded with is unknown.
1941 in De Kalb, IL he went to work for Montgomery Ward's in DeKalb. He rented a room in the home of John and Martha McMenamin on Augusta Avenue. He befriended Victor McMenamin, son of John and Martha, and met one of Victor's sister, Barbara Jean. He would eat his evening meal at "Punk's Cabin", a tavern and eating establishment in downtown De Kalb. An evening meal at "The Cabin" cost $ .75 in 1941. Robert Married Barbara (my grandma, she turned 90 in October 2008) in 1943 while earning $35 a week. In 1946 my Dad was born. In 1978, March 12 My grandpa dies of prostate cancer, and is buried in St. Mary Cemetery, De Kalb, IL, on March 15. I was only 4 years old at the time, but I have some fond memories of BBQ's at the house in DeKalb, IL, laying on a blanket with him at a picnic beach party, playing with the drums in the basement & standing next to his hospital bed at the house. He was a great artist and I still have one of his piece from when he was in high school.

Sorry for the long boring post, I just came across the photo in my computer. Sorry to bore the Seven of you.

As of the time of the end of this post I am currently listening to "Weakness" by McRad from the "Public Domain" soundtrack 1988 (a skateboard video by Powell/Peralta)

Solar Son...

So, the sun is out, this will be quick, it's 60*+ out today, not gunna chance blowing it. Going to meet up with Marfa to hit some shitty suburb parks west of Chicago. Boo Yahh, New wheels, new Board, OJ 3's nigga!!!! Visit Wellborn Clothing for shirts, prizes, videos, info. later, yada yada yada i'm listening to Philosomatika.com, internet Psy-Trance & Goa 24/7.

Racial Appetite for Dark Chocolate

So, here is a picture of that Darky & I that I keep talking about that is supporting me in my economical down times. Do you see how grateful he is to have me? Do you see how grateful I am to let him kiss the top of my head, Do you see how we ARE racism, Do you see how we ARE reality, Do you see how we PROVE that being open, free & fun should not be confused with having your own disease, having an extra calf muscle or being superior at all sports. (winter sports do not apply because black peoples hates winter).
We both just want things to go back to the way they were, there's too much to live up to now. It's sooooo stressful. Have we not grown as a people, as a nation, a "land of the free" where we can still have our food cooked for us and our lawns mowed for us without any negative connotations of color. You do the chores and I'll put a roof over your head. Oh, but I see the difference... unless you are not biologically, religiously or sexually bound, it is a bad thing, a frowned upon act, dare I say it? SLAVERY!!!
It's so confusing being white. I can't Imagine what it must be like over at Get Pumped

White Meat Feast

So, it's like the 20th of January, 2009. I'm trying to find something beside coverage of the Inigge... i mean Inaugeration. Last i heard is that the announcer didn't say Barrik Obumma's middle name. Fucking white people, all PC & shit, not wanting to offend and/or send the wrong message or whatever other gay bullshit they talk all soft while doing. Hopefully it's take a Black (or half black, but no less of a) Man to get me a job. How am i supposed to Own the head of Get Pumped

if i don't have a job? As of now, from me being laid-off, he's the one owning me, I drive him around & he buys me lunch. We both feel weird about the whole thing. I these tuff tymes what can you do but try to make do with what you got. I'm grateful to a have a grateful black to look out for me for all the years i looked after him. Soon Alex... soon. Stay Black, Stay Oppressed. I'll be back on my feet again too convert you back to christianity.