Unless you've been living under a rock these last couple of weeks you've heard about Arnold Schwarzenegger and his nasty, cheating azz. This moodasuka right here...SMDH. It's not that I'm surprised, oh no! Not at all.....I'm surprised his bullsh!t hasn't surfaced sooner. He must've spent major dineros to keep that on the DL. He took cheating to a whole 'nother level! The maid??? THE MAID??? For more than a decade? In the same house as your wife and kids?? Hell to the muthaf*ckin NO! If I was Maria Shriver I'd kill the bastard and his side hoe. And now they saying that there're other kids. Girl, you better take his azz to the cleaners. I never thought I'd say this, but this actually shows different degrees of creepin. Not only did you cheat, but you had unprotected sex with some heffas AND got them pregnant while I'm writing her paycheck?? Yup, that's ......for a lack of a better term....bad.
LOL when I told BossMama about the cheating bastard, she didn't even bat an eyelid. She was like..."oh ok.." and went about her business. This shyt happens in Gambia all the damn time. Don't even front, I'm sure you have a daddy or granddaddy family member with children outside his marriage. My own grandfather had three kids with his mistress - true story. It's so ingrained in our society that women are brainwashed to believe your husband impregnating another woman aint a deal breaker. Yes, I'm for real. Goor goor la - something along the lines of boys will be boys. I say BULLCRAP!!
It seems as if Gambian men are given a license to cheat. And they don't even look at it as cheating....more like exercising their varieties. Women look the other way when their husbands are cheating. I'm not even talking about smashing one time, I'm talking about the mistress and the whole nine. To each their own I guess. I think it's very much a cultural thing....why we're not trying to get rid of this nastiness I don't know, with all the diseases around. The thing I don't get is this: why the hell is it always the other woman that gets heat?? Why do the wives always go after the side-hoe? Check yo husband! He's the one who owes you obligations and not the mistress. She's trifling and nasty, but she still doesn't owe you shyt.
Culture or no culture, cheating is mos def a major deal breaker in my book. And I'm sure if more Gambian wives adopted the same philosophy, many of these cheating azz-holes will think twice before they think about putting their nasty penises in any maid.
By now yall probably heard about the article on Psychology Today that appeared earlier this week - and later removed or I would've linked the article right here- "Why are African-American women less physically attractive than other women?".I tell ya, this obsession with Black women is getting completely out of hand. No, I really don't get the obsession - well I do-WE ROCK! If we're so hideous why not leave us be. We're fat, unattractive, loud, have more testosterone than other women, and - still according to the article - we think we're THE SHYT! LOL LOL
Please note down this name Satoshi Kanazawa, the "scientist" who wrote these groundbreaking findings. I bet he got rejected by a Black Woman and decided to get back at ALL Black Women.
All jokes aside though, don't get fooled by all the hoopla. It's all a smoke screen for what's really going on. Ever since Michelle Obama became the First Lady there's been a systematic demonization of the Black Woman. I guess the thought of an Ivy League educated, intelligent, beautiful, articulate, classy woman as a loving wife to the most powerful man on the planet - a BLACK MAN- is too much to bear for white America. Add to the fact that Black Women are breaking out and setting our own standards of beauty where we embrace our hair, complexion, and bodies instead of the Western standard of beauty. It's time to stop using White women as the standard of beauty that all women are measured against. WE ARE BEAUTIFUL! They know that and want to make sure that we don't.
Kanazawa you need more people!! LOL
To my Sistren I say: stand tall and know that you're BEAUTIFUL. We come in all sizes, shades and with different hair textures. Our diversity is what makes us so unique. Black Queens I salute you!
From urbandictionary.com Mack- (verb) To hit on, flirt with, or seduce a female by using verbal or sometimes physical means of persuasion.
A few years ago I was in Paris with a brotha to represent a youth organization at a UN conference. Every time I think of that trip I start laughing my azz off. This brotha is a funny and very handsome fella. While walking through the streets of Paris he decided to work on his mack game. We went into a pâtisserie to get some of that great French pastries. The girl behind the counter was really cute, but didn't speak a word of English. We had to point at what we wanted. Then brothaman looked her straight in the eye, tilted his head a bit to the side and said: if you were a burger at McDonald's I'd call you Mcbeautiful! OOOOMMMMGGG!!! I almost flatlined from laughingso hard. The girl just gave him an empty look like WTF is wrong with you??
I'm sure he's worked on his mack game since then cuz he's now married with kids LOL. Which brings me to my point. The art of approaching a lady is very delicate. Noticed that I said ladies and not chicken heads, little girls (grown azz women who act like girls) or hood rats. Yes, ladies....i don't care what you say, you get approached exactly the way you act and dress. You dress and act like a classless bird, that's exactly how you get treated. Unfortunately, some brothas just have no clue what so ever. You can look and act like Mrs. Obama and still get modasookas coming up to you with some bullsh!t line.
Bullsh!t lines and dis-respectfulness I can deal with, it' the funny ones that have me cracking up. Yall African ladies know what I'm talking about. This just happened to me and no I couldn't make it up if I tried:
Brothaman: *in a very heavy West African accent* heelllooo my sista! Me: *removing my headphones from my ears* hi.... BM: Where you from? Me: Gambia BM: Oh, I'm from Cameroon. You live here? Me: No BM: I would like to know you oohhh....you are very pretty lady oohhh Me: ooookkk....well I'm married. BM: Oh that's fine...I just want to be your friend. Me: I have enough friends....don't really want another friend. BM: You're not allowed to have friends?? I just want to be your friend. Me: there's my train! BM: sooo can I have your number?? I can call you and we talk... Me: *roll my eyes and hop on the train*
NO NO NO!!! That is NOT the right way to holla! Argh! You'd think it's only the brothas fresh of the boat who do that, but you'd be wrong. Some brothas even get mad when you turn them down, like you should feel special for being approached. Um...dude, unless you look anything like this.....
.......corny lines will get you no play. Now, there's corny and there's disrespectful. I'll straight ignore your trfling azz for the latter, even if you look like one of these fine azz specimen. Have men forgotten how to approach women nowadays? Or have women lowered their standards to a bare minimum? Whatever happened to: hello, my name is x,y,z and I'd like to get to know you...?I blame the women. I've seen women answer to the most disrespectful and foolish calls - the pssst! eeey! and all kinds of bullsh!t. Can all the real gentlemen - and ladies- please stand up??
Ok, don't judge me.....well actually you can judge me coz I reserve the right to judge other people who watch trashy reality TV. I've been watching a few episodes of the Bachelor. BossMama loves that sh!t, she's totally in to it. She'd go on and on about Chantal and Emily, who's trifling and who deserves a rose and who should go home. Heck, she even got BossPapa watching that mess. So I sat down to watch, and I even caught the season finale when the sucker a.k.a the bachelor proposed to his "love".
For those of you who have no idea (or just don't give a damn) what the Bachelor is, lemme break it down to you. An eligible bachelor gets to choose from a group of 25 single women. The women live together in a house and have dates with the bachelor, either single dates or group dates. First of all, a group of women living in a house and all fighting for the same guy is a crazy concept. But the show takes female drama to a whole 'nother level with all that scripted bullcrap. The women are then eliminated through an idiotic and "dramatic" rose ceremony. The ones who get eliminated are all distraught and in tears talking about how much they love him and how much they're hurting.
To that my natural reaction is a mean azz side eye like------------->
Really?? REALLY? You've know this guy for a few weeks and now you just know that he's the one for you? That yall have a connection?? o____O Alrighty then. Anyhoo, this guy makes out with most of these heffas and the last two standing get to meet his family and they all get to choose their favorite. The bachelor proclaims his love for these ladies and he's soooo heartbroken when he can only pick one, to whom he proposed to. Oh, did I forget to tell you that this particular bachelor has been on the show before? Yeah, this is his second time looking for love and this time he "has a connection that he's never felt before". LOL
I'm a sucker for love. I'm all for finding that special someone to spend your life with. I'm a true believer in the institution of marriage. Marriage is sacred in my book, and when I do get married I hope it's for life. I think shows like the Bachelor makes a mockery of this sacred union. Personally, I don't think a guy messing around with a bunch of women before finally choosing me, is a great catch. Eeewww!! Shows like these are one of the reasons that divorces are at an all time high these days. Every other marriage never make it. With divorce being so rampant, why are we buying into the Hollywood crap about prince charming, the one, the soul-mate? I've never been married, but my folks have been married for 35 years and I know it aint all been sunshine and rainbows. Marriage is hard work. Finding a life partner shouldn't be taken as lightly as we're fooled to believe.
I dunno....maybe people just want to be entertained. The problem is when we start confusing entertainment with reality. Coz realit is, there aint sh!t real about realtyTV.
Gambians who grew up in Norway will definitely feel me on this. I'm not talking about the ones who came here as adolescents or young adults, I'm talking about the ones that were born and bred here and/or the ones who came here as kids. The reason I make this distinction is because there's a great divide between us and "them". The newcomers. I don't know why this is - well actually I do know. Those of us who are raised here are considered "toubabs". Up until my early twenties I was obsessed with trying to fit in, to conform to whatever is considered Gambian enough. Every time I heard a story of a bi-racial person (in this case a person of Gambian and Norwegian heritage) telling a sad story about how they never fit in, I soooo could relate. I felt the exact same way.
Growing up, my parents were super strict. I mean, SUPER STRICT. BossMama didn't play, lemme tell you. I wasn't allowed to do shit! "Good girls" are supposed to be at home and taught how to be good wives and mothers, and not become "idle" or "perdy" which basically means a fast girl. Can you imagine how that's like as a teenager? I had to sneak out to go to house parties and other festivities. Like Chris Rock said, I lied so much to my parents that it damned near became a language. I got so used to lying about sh!t that I even lied even sh!t I didn't have to lie about. Damn shame. I grew up with Norwegian kids and it was hard explaining to them why my parents wouldn't let me do certain things even after I turned 18, which is the age when you're considered an adult. Nah son, at my house it was more like "as long as you live under my roof....". And I lived under their roof....till I turned 25. You thought I'd be free then, huh? Wrong!
See, in our culture there's this thing called reputation. Having a good reputation is all that matters, cuz like BossMama says: people are watching your every move and they'll be talking. And the funny thing is, the people with the most skeletons in their closets, the people with the most sh!t, are always the ones talking. And they can't wait for you to fvck up somehow so they can talk about so and so's child did such and such. Like b!tch, do you know what YOUR child is doing???
It took me a long time to get to a point where I don't give a sh!t about other people and what they think about me and whether or not I'm Gambian enough or too Norwegian. The sad thing is that I see many young Gambian women who were born and bred here who turned to one of "them". They felt like they had to confirm to stheir way to be accepted, which is all fine and dandy. All I ask for is for not to be judged, that's all. I'm sick and tired of these gossip b!tches talking sh!t about other people's kids when errbody know what their kids are up to, like creeping with married men. And yeah, we know that those orange drinks you so-called good girls drink at those Gambian parties are boozed up like a muthaf*cka! Stop the hypocrisy, just because you aint doing your dirt out in the open doesn't mean that people don't know. Tell yo mama to stop talking sh!t about other people's kids coz we KNOW what her kid is doing.....
