Picture this: you wake up from a nap. Not a great nap, but a good one nonetheless. You checked all your media outlets prior to falling asleep so you know’d what was there and what would be new upon your wake. Well, you log onto your favorite site only to find that someone has commented all too radically on your blog located on a different site and used really nasty, low-down, triflin' language when they did so.
This happened to me, my people. Yes, it ACTUALLY HAPPENED. Suffice to say I was on my way IN…
Now, I talks about folks that I DON’T KNOW for the purposes of entertainment. Why, dear God(t) WHY, would somebody come for me like this and I DO know them?? You thought that you would be spared the wrath just ‘cuz you in my lifespace sporadically? Well let me say you thought WRONG, heffa! iAin’ts the one to come for ‘specially when I have not sent for you!
After having a session with the rest of the Ig Council, we have decided that the most proper course of action is to address ALL the people like the one above who so often overstep their bounds and create their own reality that they have almost completely detached themselves from THIS reality. With that in mind, let ANGSTY THURSDAY begin!
To officially start this special IGsational event, to all the people who think they can say whatever they want, do whatever they want, and attack whomever they want, I shall open the Book of FridayAfterNext and read from Chapter MissPearlie, Verses 2-3: And verily I say unto thee: TODAY is the day you muthaf@#$%*s is gon’ KICK IN!
Let me tell YOU somethin'!: Stans are the worst type of people. For those that may be unfamiliar with the term “Stan,” you remember that one Eminem song with Dido singing real scared-like “My tears gon’ cold, I’m wonderin’ why-y-y-y?” and the obsessed fan colored his hair and killed himself and was like rubbing Em’s cds all over his pubies and what not? (Ok, maybe that last part didn’t happen, but I’m sure you remember it now)
Now, I talks about folks that I DON’T KNOW for the purposes of entertainment. Why, dear God(t) WHY, would somebody come for me like this and I DO know them?? You thought that you would be spared the wrath just ‘cuz you in my lifespace sporadically? Well let me say you thought WRONG, heffa! iAin’ts the one to come for ‘specially when I have not sent for you!
After having a session with the rest of the Ig Council, we have decided that the most proper course of action is to address ALL the people like the one above who so often overstep their bounds and create their own reality that they have almost completely detached themselves from THIS reality. With that in mind, let ANGSTY THURSDAY begin!
To officially start this special IGsational event, to all the people who think they can say whatever they want, do whatever they want, and attack whomever they want, I shall open the Book of FridayAfterNext and read from Chapter MissPearlie, Verses 2-3: And verily I say unto thee: TODAY is the day you muthaf@#$%*s is gon’ KICK IN!
Let me tell YOU somethin'!: Stans are the worst type of people. For those that may be unfamiliar with the term “Stan,” you remember that one Eminem song with Dido singing real scared-like “My tears gon’ cold, I’m wonderin’ why-y-y-y?” and the obsessed fan colored his hair and killed himself and was like rubbing Em’s cds all over his pubies and what not? (Ok, maybe that last part didn’t happen, but I’m sure you remember it now)
Well, people who go to any lengths to suffuse their being with whatever products the celebrity creates/endorses and then goes on a rampage should something negative be written/said pertaining to said celebrity are known as Stans. In this day and age, Beyonce Stans are definitely among the WORST of THE WORST. Anyone close to me will tell you that while I am not a Beyonce “fan,” I do enjoy a few of her songs and respect her talent and ability to entertain. I do believe, however, that she goes way too far way too often and I WILL comment on it whenever I see’s it. I love Whitney Houston more than any other artist, but guess what? She smoked crack for the greater part of this decade. I will tear a club UP if one of my Britney joints come through the speakers! But in case you didn’t notice, she lost her mind for about 5 years. I still supported her, Whitney, and any and everyone else that I love, but I don’t BLINDLY hold fast to them as though God told their mothers to follow a star to a manger to give birth to them on a cold Winter night. Seriously, Beyonce Stans think she shoots sunbeams from her ass and moonlight from her vajajay. I understand the confusion; they are more than likely just looking at the crystals, rhinestone, gems, and bedazzled embellishments on her tragic House of Dereon wardrobe. But if anybody thinks that I will be silenced simply because I receive comments with dissenting viewpoints, kick Everest.
To all the Stans, let me go real hard, list style:
1) Respond appropriately. If you read something in a blog with comments enabled, don’t go to Facebook and write on someone’s Wall, especially if your viewpoint is disgustingly offensive and proactively bitchy. If I Tweet somebody, they shouldn’t send me a message back on MySpace! If I tell somebody something in person, they shouldn’t run to the nearest computer to IM me their reaction! Learn how to respond, silly ass rabbit!
To all the Stans, let me go real hard, list style:
1) Respond appropriately. If you read something in a blog with comments enabled, don’t go to Facebook and write on someone’s Wall, especially if your viewpoint is disgustingly offensive and proactively bitchy. If I Tweet somebody, they shouldn’t send me a message back on MySpace! If I tell somebody something in person, they shouldn’t run to the nearest computer to IM me their reaction! Learn how to respond, silly ass rabbit!
2) Do unto others… To use inflammatory and purposeful language is just soliciting a mutual response. I say what I say understanding and flat out expecting the same to be said to me, but Stans don't quite get that idea. If you can’t handle someone saying to you what you say to them, STFU and SI’DOWN!
Lastly, and perhaps most important, fellow IGs and those opposed to the Power of IG,
3) Know your role. As a budding actor, I sometimes have trouble staying in character given everything that is going on around me. And for the aforementioned person and all of her counterparts, apparently the same is true. For the time that we were cool, we were cool – but you weren’t ever a supa-close friend or nothin’. Nor do we stay in touch consistently now. So what makes you think you can say something to me – on a public forum, no less – that most of my BEST friends wouldn’t fix their lips to spew? For the people that “habitually line-step” c/o Charlie Murphy and Rick James, please know and understand this truth: you are EXTRAS. Production assistants at BEST. And what do extras do? They smile politely but SILENTLY interact, do their choreographed/planned steps and movements in the BACKGROUND, and get in and out of the scene without being noticed. Every now and again they may have a line of dialogue or two, but never enough to pull focus from the STAR. And now, because you tried to AD LIB something that was NOT in the script, your scene ends up on the CUTTING ROOM FLOOR.
As we continue ANGSTY THURSDAY, we ask that you visit the following to further delve into the multifaceted issues therein: Awesomely Luvvie | KindredSmile | NaturallyAlise
9 comments:
*checks calendar for date*Ok. For a second there I thought it was 1999 and not 2009. Cool. So we ARE out of high school. Excellent! :-D
I'm not going to war with you online because it's completely immature. If you wanted an apology, you should have asked for one. It's that simple. Funny...the people that you "consulted" with over this are probably the same ones who talk the most shit about you behind your back. And this post really does nothing to negate what was said.
If you'd like to discuss this as ADULTS--without the goading of the peanut gallery--you know how to reach me.
~la negrita
www.negritalinda.com (special shout out to passiveaggressivenotes.com, where this rant REALLY belongs)
It's like you read my mind. Granted my mind is clouded by weed most of the time, but so the f*ck what - you still read it! I feel the exact same way, and I couldn't agree more. But on the QT, I think you were going too soft on the stans. I hate stans - it's like they don't know or have Jesus in their lives - they only know celebrity worship. Really? Worship another HUMAN? Are you serious? It's sickening and disgusting.
Damn, now I gotta go listen to that song. Booooooooooo!
Contemplative moment here (from a run; not sitting in the bathroom. This time).
Why is it SO hard for SO many to, like, “Get It”?
After stumbling onto The House of IG and its various individual efforts branched from it (or did it happen the other way around? I don’t know the history), I was hooked. For a number of reasons. It is funny. Often intellectually witty (though purposely written as though otherwise). There is appropriately sprinkled in (but not overpowering the content) some social relevance.
But one thing that the House of IG and its contributors are NOT is……….Mean.
And therein lies where most people step right off the bus (that’s the Madison one) straight into traffic. If a person has the wit to grasp what is written, you’d recognize that there is no malice involved. It’s not about putting people down. It isn’t about hurtfulness.
It IS about foolery. Even their own person additions to that. That is a broad, mature (and unfortunately really, really, rare) demonstration of ‘No Disrespect Intended’, ‘cause you can see, write about and laugh at yourselves. You don’t spare yourself from the “side-eye”.
So, when you point out life’s hil-air-e-us happenings, it is obviously with a grounded, even gentle, approach. I love that! Too often what is rude, hurtful and disrespectful is passed off as humor. It is not. It is cheap, “no-talent” hatefulness. The weak and stupid can easily insult someone. So much of (supposedly) comic material today really IS just ‘hatin’; it is stupid, vulgar and lacking in any intellectual expansion.
It takes real talent to hit that line between finding something someone does as funny, but not ridiculing the personage (kinda like the concept of ‘hate the sin, not the sinner as a person’). Most people not only cannot find that line, they don’t even seem to grasp it exists. The House of IG does. It stays well within the bounds of good humor and no frontal disrespect. I’ve never read anything that (first, I didn’t pee myself laughing at) I found offensive; including hilarious comments on ‘white idjocee’ (if I can coin that term, lol). Because it’s TRUE. Because it IS funny! And not purposefully hurtful. If you can’t laugh at yerself, things you do like and things/people related to you, you, my fellow human, has some “issues”. And need to deal wit them.
And you also need to stay the heck away from The House of IG and the individual sites of its contributors. ‘Cause you don’t get it. You leave hurtful, purposeless comments. You muck up my read!
Go get dropped kicked through the … but he don’t like your attitude either.
*Sigh* LiteBread. I come before you to ask for your hand in eStanHood. Clearly, you rock my socks and are the bees' knees.
You know where I eStay ;-) Meet me there at dawn.
I LOVE the phrase and sentiment of Know your role. I might get a t-shirt that says so... at least a hat or button.
It's a free innanets... no one is making anyone read anything... If you have no sense of humor and can't understand that roastin' is roastin' then point ya browser elsewhere and get ta steppin'!!" (c) Martin.
Litey n Luvvie.... get an eRoom! lol
OMG!! This post is right on point! lol Luvs it.
@LiteBread, @T, @Amymay, and @Tee - THANK YA!!!
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