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Category: Too Long For Twitter (page 2 of 5)

Beyond 140 characters. Things that don’t go on Twitter.

I get tired of having to explain this to people. Black on black crime is a myth that y’all refuse to let go of. It is a media created narrative that leads to the thinking that black people deserve whatever happens to them ‘since they kill themselves anyway.’

Have you ever heard people say ‘white on white crime’ or ‘Chinese on Chinese crime’? Nope. You know why? Because people tend to live in areas heavily populated by other people who look like them. When you live in an area and you commit crimes, you generally commit crimes in that area as well. Therefore, everyone you commit a crime against is going to look like you.

There is no ‘black on black crime.’ There is just crime. Please disabuse yourselves of this disgusting rhetoric the media has taught you and that you continue to shame yourselves with.

Do better.

Here is the bio I created today.

Display name: Black Bernstein (complement to @thewayoftheid’s Black Woodward)

Monique Judge. Independent Journalist. Creative Type. Lipstick Lover. Queen of the Selfie. Don’t try me, bitch.

 

Twitter Bio #3

Display name: First of all, bitch,

monique judge. Author of the upcoming chapbook First of all, bitch,. Word nerd. Multilingual – I speak AAVE, the Queen’s English, and Bitch, you tried it.

Sonic Tater Tots and other Las Vegas comfort foods

I said I was only going to eat food that I could get in Vegas and not L.A. That was the plan anyway.

So when I had Sonic Tater Tots for the first time in 7 years on Wednesday, I was pretty fucking excited. Mm. Sonic Tater Tots. Try the chili cheese version of you are feeling fat enough; you won’t regret it.

I also bought a bag of Sonic Ice. If you are also a chewer of ice, you will understand why. It is the most glorious crushed ice you have ever had in your life.

In N Out Double Double with cheese and fries, but done animal style

In N Out Double Double with cheese and fries, both done animal style

Technically I can get In ‘N Out at home in Los Angeles, but my cousin and my bestie both said they wanted to have it for dinner last night, and who am I to argue?

I went with the Double Double with cheese and french fries, both done animal style. If you have never had In ‘N Out fries done animal style, please get it into your life. It is the best thing ever.

I still haven’t had Raising Canes or Cuban Cafe yet, but there’s still time.

what’s for dinner?

I ate the last of my leftovers yesterday, and now I am sad. I was going through my Google Photos account, and I came across this delicious reminder.

I’m trying to figure out how to top that with dinner tonight.

I am a good cook, and I actually like doing, but I don’t do it nearly enough. My schedule keeps me on the go from morning to night, and I tend to eat on the run more often than not.

Green Salad

Green Salad

I decided to try and change that for the next month, so I have been cooking at home a lot more, and I am actually finding it to be quite satisfying, so now I come up with meals in my head and make them when I get home.

Which brings me back to dinner.

What’s for dinner tonight?

@WaymoTheGod, free speech, and the right to be ignorant when you want to

First Amendment protected speech is a tricky thing. We may not always agree with what people have to say, but we have to defend their right to say it.

Let me explain.

There are ignorant people in this world, not unlike that Waymo dude. They will always be there to say some bullshit we disagree with and/or are offended by. Exhibit A:

 

 

Now. Is this dude an ignorant ass porch monkey? Yes. Yes, he is. What he is saying is deplorable, and he deserves the fire that is happening in his mentions right now to burn his shit-stained drawers as he sits in his dorm room click-clacking away on Twitter for reactions, RTs and mentions. 

I saw people calling for us to block him and report him as spam, and the reason I will not do that is simple. 

Waymo is exercising his right to express himself. It is First Amendment protected speech whether we agree with what he is saying or not. He has his right to let his ignorant ass word diarrhea flow freely from the asshole that is on his face just the same way as we have to right to react and call him out on it. He actually got a very proper dragging from Danie, and we all loved it.  

The problem I have with reporting him as spam and having his account possibly get deleted is that it sets an ugly precedent, and if you understand anything about the way the court systems work (and shit rolls downhill), then you know that courts work on precedent. 

If every time someone says something we don’t like or agree with we get their account banned on Twitter, what happens when those people on the other side don’t like what we have to say? I’m talking the #AllLivesMatter people or even your sensitive ass #NotAllWhites or #NotAllPolice people. If they get even an inkling that they can use blocking and reporting accounts as spam as a tool to silence us on this social network, where will we be? 

Think about what briefly happened to Feminista Jones yesterday on Facebook. Someone who obviously doesn’t like or or disagrees with her reported her account to Facebook, and it was temporarily shut down while Facebook forced her to go through the motions of proving she is a real person who actually operates in this world using the name Feminista Jones. We can’t have that. 

While Waymo’s ignorant ass speech is worthy of all the ire of every shea butter bitch from here to Africa, it is not worth us derailing the First Amendment protections that allow all of us to express ourselves on this medium.

You may not agree with my words or ideas. You may think I’m dumb, but please, always defend my right to say it, because my right is your right, and that is what is most important. 

Feel free to hop in his mentions and tell him his words are trash though. 

Some mornings I just don’t feel like it.

Fuck writing. Fuck this homework. Fuck going to the day job. Fuck that deadline. Fuck everything.

And then I remember that I have a greater goal, so I keep pushing.

Bobbi Kristina Brown dead at 22

I wept for Bobbi Kristina the day her mother Whitney died. I was horrified when I heard that Bobbi Kristina had been found unconscious in a tub, and I was fearful that her story would have the same ending as her mother’s.

I find consolation in the fact that she and Whitney are now traveling the plane together, and her young, troubled soul can finally have some peace.

Rest in Paradise, Bobbi Kristina. May your family find love and compassion during this time of loss.

Rape culture starts in the home

The relationship that Kylie Jenner is having with Tyga is wholly inappropriate. That none of the adults around her seem to see the problem with it is terrifying. That her sister, Khloe Kardashian, would admit in print that she too had age inappropriate relationships  at 16 gives us an eye-opening look (as if their reality show wasn’t enough) at the level of degenerate dysfunction that is in this family.

Kylie Jenner will be 18 on Aug 10, at which point I suppose we are all suppose to stop talking about the fact that she has been sleeping with dating Tyga since 2014. He has written sexually explicit lyrics about her that are incredibly disturbing.

At 16, you are not equipped to make the same emotional decisions that someone 5 or even 10 years your senior are able to make. It doesn’t matter if you bought a house and flew on a jet with Karl Lagerfeld; sixteen-year-old girls are not emotionally mature no matter how much we want to make them into adults in our heads.

With everything that is going on in her life already, being sexually exploited by both her family members and her ‘boyfriend’ are major causes for alarm. I can only hope she still has money for the therapy bills later in life.

Rape culture starts in the home. At least, it is for Kylie Jenner.

#TheEmptyChair

So often we don’t tell our stories because we think we are the story. We are not. It is not our shame; it is someone else’s. Heed these words to get you through.

flip the script

Sometimes you reach a point in the story you are writing where there is a shift in the narrative. The character makes a decision or a discovery that changes everything. The direction you thought the story was going in has been rerouted. Something new is up ahead.

I want to remember to never be afraid of the rewrites, even when the story I am writing is my own.

I still cannot bring myself to watch Fruitvale Station. It scrolls by in my Netflix feed, and I always pause, but inevitably I scroll past it; the pain of all that came before and after is still too raw.

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