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“Tomorrow People” is when I typically learn news things.

In African American interest, Bahamas, Barbados, Caribbean American interest, Caribbean interest, Caribbean news, Dominican Republic, Entertainment, Grenada, Haiti, Jamaica, Trinidad on April 2, 2009 at 11:09 pm

I am such a Johnny come lately, seriously. I’m usually the last to know some well-known trivia like that Robin Thicke is the son of Alan Thicke and Gloria Loring from Days of Our Lives. Like really, I learned this just two days ago while whiling away the hours in a friend’s bedroom.

There’s so much one can learn from VH1. Where would we be sans cable? Heck. Where would I be? I’d be oblivious to the fact that Alan Thicke fathered Robin Thicke, that’s where. 

But that’s not the lede of the news. Nope. Not at all. I also learned while watching the same network that Ziggy Marley did what papa Bob Marley could not. Remember that hit tune, “Tomorrow People”? Well, ole Ziggy was able to burst through the Top 40s with this ditty that also garnered two Grammys.  That’s something Bob Marley never accomplished. 

I know. I know.

This is the sort of useful ish one can use when a conversation takes an awkward, silent turn. You can so blurt out that Ziggy Marley went one belt-notch above Bob Marley on the U.S. Top 40s and earned the most coveted music awards, and that socially awkward person you were talking to would so appreciate this tidbit.

Try it. You’ll see. – MJ

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Grenada’s bakes, my new guilty pleasure

In African American interest, Bahamas, Barbados, Caribbean American interest, Caribbean interest, Caribbean news, Dominican Republic, Entertainment, Grenada, Haiti, Jamaica, Trinidad on April 1, 2009 at 5:20 pm

My latest guilty pleasure is a scrumptious breakfast treat known in Grenada as bakes with spicy salt fish inside. This ish is yummy as hell. Grenadians will wince when I describe it as fried bread but that’s essentially what it is. It’s chewy dough packed with carbs, which makes it nothing less than bread served with fish or cheese or… Well I really don’t know what else Grenadians eat with bakes but I can attest that it’s delish. 

It also reminds me of codfish Haitian patties, which is another one of those Caribbean treats that’s tasty as hell but not as well known as say jerk chicken (fish, pork, beef) or ganja. – MJ

 

My latest breakfast yum-yum and Grenada's greatest culinary contribution

My latest breakfast yum-yum and one of Grenada's best culinary contributions

Haitian codfish patty - yummy Caribbean ish just like bakes or vice versa

Haitian codfish patty - another yummy Caribbean ish just like bakes

Isaiah Washington keeps on truckin’

In African American interest, Bahamas, Barbados, Caribbean American interest, Caribbean interest, Caribbean news, Dominican Republic, Entertainment, Family, Grenada, Haiti, Jamaica, Trinidad on March 27, 2009 at 6:05 pm

Feels like it’s been eon since I’ve posted something. Wait! It has been. I blame the economy and all the stress that comes with a downward market. Sigh. 

But you know that I had to share some tidbits like say Isaiah Washington taking on the biopic role of the late Lou Rawls, Mr. You’ll Never Find another love like mine. 

Pathway Entertainment has acquired the script “Through the Eyes of a Son,” described as an uncensored take on the singer written by his son Lou Rawls Jr., and will develop it as a feature, with Isaiah Washington attached to play the famed crooner.

Born in Chicago in 1933, Rawls sang in a range of styles that included blues, soul, funk and R&B, selling millions of albums and earning legions of fans, as well as the accolades of Frank Sinatra. He also, according to the script, had a traumatic life, enduring a poverty-stricken childhood and, in adulthood, intense marital strife.

Take it away, Lou! 

Tough childhood, trajectory into stardom, fame, love, sex…um, sounds like all the right ingredients for a biopic. So the news is nothing earth shattering or that super exciting but it does mean another movie starring a black actor is in the making. That could make for a nice chat come happy hour. Have an easy, breezy Friday. – MJ

For those of you unfamiliar with Natasha Richardson

In Bahamas, Barbados, Caribbean American interest, Caribbean interest, Caribbean news, Dominican Republic, Entertainment, Grenada, Haiti, Jamaica, Trinidad on March 18, 2009 at 5:25 pm

Later in the evening…

I logged onto the New York Times Web site and saw the sad news. Natasha Richardson is dead. Tragic. She leaves behind her husband, actor Liam Neeson, and two sons. 

Earlier today…

I haven’t really had time to post anything new as of late. Busy, busy, busy. But the tragic news of what happened to Natasha Richardson jarred me out of my immersion. Life can be tragic and is always short. Lets not take it for granted. Here’s to Natasha Richardson, who played the snobbish bitch in “Maid in Manhattan”, and had to be airlifted from Quebec to New York after a serious fall Tuesday. Live your life. Enjoy it. Be safe. – MJ

What’s in a name? A whole effing lot.

In African American interest, Bahamas, Barbados, Caribbean American interest, Caribbean interest, Caribbean news, Dominican Republic, Entertainment, Family, Grenada, Haiti, Humor, Jamaica, Michelle Obama, President Barack Obama, Relationships, Trinidad on March 11, 2009 at 4:16 pm

I’m not a mother. I’m fickle about motherhood. I don’t go all goo-goo, ga-ga about the prospect of motherhood. Actually it scares the shit out me. Motherhood is a big f%#king deal, and people who are nonchalant about this privilege simply don’t get the task at hand. 

With that said, (channeling one of my fave cousins who loves that term: with that said) I feel it’s importance to give a baby a proper name. Mama MJ taught me well. A child’s name is important as it’s the doorway to their identity, their personality. It’s called nomenclature. There should be a story or meaning behind a name. Not: I’m not sure what it means but… 

Or I just named him or her Baby X cuz…

Ask Mama and Papa MJ why they named their five children their specific names and prepare to hear stories – several of which are quite riveting.

A baby’s name should be fluid. It should fit with the middle name if there is a middle name and last name. I once dated a guy who’s first name was Mshindaji; middle name Mustafa; last name Grant. 

My reaction: WTF were your parents thinking? Where’s the melody in that nomenclature combo? 

And I get it. MMG’s Black Panther parents were caught up in the black power movement. They wanted to reaffirm their blackness through their child’s name. But Mshindaji + Mustafa + Grant = yuck. Nasty. Barf!

Names are like fashion. When you mix and match, you’ve got to be careful that it doesn’t come off sounding kooky. Plaid and polka-dots don’t work no matter the color scheme. 

Idiosyncractic as it is, the name combo Barack Obama works simply because it sings. Barack + Obama. Barack + Obama. Barack + Obama. First and last name fit perfectly. It helps that his first and surname are from a distinct religion/region. Michelle Obama also works but imagine if our First Lady was Condoleeza. Let’s say it slowly. Condoleeezzzaa Obaaaama

Gross, right?

And with that said, let’s segue to a story that underscores why I feel it’s important to give a child a sound name or one that has meaning or a damn good story. After all, they’ll have to carry that name for the rest of their lives unless they’re willing to spend ducats to legally undo the damage you’ve selfishly imposed on them. Might as well give them a a name they can feel proud of versus one where they’ll spend most of kindergarten and beyond cringing during attendance roll call. 

With that said, I present to you Marijuana Pepsi Jackson

Police years ago pulled over a young woman who rushed through an amber traffic light. “I’m about to arrest this person right now,” the irritated officer radioed to a dispatcher. “She’s telling me her name is Marijuana Pepsi Jackson.”

It’s the truth. Marijuana and Pepsi are her legal first and middle names, and the Beloit woman embraces them as a symbol of her struggle to succeed and to help other children overcome obstacles.

No Mary or Mary Jane or Mary Wanda for her. It’s Marijuana, thank you, she’s told bosses, co-workers and friends over the years, and even wore it on nametags at work.

See what I’m saying? – MJ

 

 


Chris Brown’s manager reportedly behind Rihanna beat down

In Bahamas, Barbados, Caribbean American interest, Caribbean interest, Caribbean news, Dominican Republic, Entertainment, Grenada, Haiti, Jamaica, Trinidad on March 11, 2009 at 12:44 am

I’m trying to refrain from writing anymore about Chris and RiRi until this episodic ish comes to a finale. It’s been pretty easy but this latest twist I’ve gots to share. According to MediaTakeout.com, which got the news from TMZ.com, which got this juicy tidbit from a source I gather, the text message that led to the beat down came from Chris’ manager, a 40-year-old dame name Tina Davis. The two have been hitting the sheets since Chris was 16. Mon dieu! Where’s social service? I’m beside myself. – MJ

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Jamaica’s own Biggie and Tupac, part deux?

In African American interest, Bahamas, Barbados, Caribbean American interest, Caribbean interest, Dominican Republic, Entertainment, Grenada, Haiti, Jamaica, Trinidad on March 11, 2009 at 12:11 am

Reggae world, we all know what has been going on in the music world lately. I’m talking about all of the ongoing clashes. Some people think it could get out of hand one day and reach the rancorous level of Biggie and Tupac. In the end, conflict sells (e.g. Biggie & Tupac; Beanie & Bounty; Mavado & Vybez Kartel) but people have to be wise and know it is a lyrical war, not a physical confrontation. Some of these artist have said numerous times that these clashes are musical expressions, not meant to be taken literally. But I wonder if reggae clashes will ever escalate to violence? – MP

Nate Robinson keeps dunking over Dwight Robinson. Harrumph!

In African American interest, Bahamas, Barbados, Caribbean American interest, Caribbean interest, Caribbean news, Dominican Republic, Entertainment, Grenada, Haiti, Humor, Jamaica, Sports, Trinidad on February 20, 2009 at 7:47 am

Gosh, is it me or are things feeling a tad more somber than normal? I’m dragging. Need  more coffee. 

It’s been a pretty funky news week with the Connecticut chimp mauling, the ensuing New York Post racist cartoon, the jacked-up Rihanna photo, and the GOP’s seemingly never-ending whining about all things President Obama. Need a picker upper.

Um…Oh, I know…I’ll get a little dose of humor from The Onion. It’ll help me wile away the hours and get through this day.

Here’s what I dug up. 

 

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ORLANDO, FL-Since leaping over Orlando Magic center Dwight Howard to claim his second NBA dunk title Saturday, 5-foot-9 New York Knicks guard Nate Robinson has apparently dedicated himself to the sole task of jumping over Howard as the 7-footer goes about his daily life.

According to Howard, Robinson bounded over him roughly two dozen times on Tuesday alone, most notably while the All-Star center was putting gas in his car, as he was standing in the checkout line at the grocery store, immediately after he woke up in the morning, two minutes later when he was taking a shower, and right afterward as he began to shave.

“I can’t do anything without that guy jumping over me,” said Howard, who glanced over his shoulder every few seconds during his press conference Wednesday. “He’s everywhere. When I took my mom to her doctor’s appointment last Monday, at church communion, and every time I get off my couch to put in a new DVD. And I watch a lot of DVDs.”

“Today I thought it was finally over because Nate hadn’t jumped over me once-not at the cleaners, the skate park, the gym, anywhere,” Howard said. “Then I sat down to a romantic dinner with my girlfriend and as soon as I stood up to light the candles, he comes flying in, breaks the dishware, and gets baked ziti all over the carpet.”

“It’s upsetting,” Howard continued. “But you know what angers me most? It’s that he really isn’t jumping over me. His crotch is barely clearing the top of my head, and he is putting his left arm on my back for an extra boost. You people are seeing that, right? You’re seeing that I need to lean down so he doesn’t bang his waist into the back of my head and fall to the ground and embarrass himself in front of everybody? You saw that I dunked on a fucking 12-foot hoop, right?”

Chuckle, chuckle.

Funny stuff. Happy Friday! – MJ

TMZ nabs Bruised Rihanna Pic

In African American interest, Bahamas, Barbados, Caribbean American interest, Caribbean interest, Caribbean news, Dominican Republic, Entertainment, Grenada, Haiti, Jamaica, Trinidad on February 20, 2009 at 5:50 am

And the Chris Brown/Rihanna fiasco continues… TMZ posted this obtained photo of a battered Rhianna on its site. I wouldn’t necessarily call these marks “horrific” or signs of a “brutal attack“. Unfortunately I’ve seen worse. By no means am I condoning the alleged Chris Brown beating. I am however stating the obvious: Usage of words like “horrific” in this case are a tad strong. I would describe the chimp mauling that left that poor woman without eyes, a nose or jaw horrifying.

This on the other hand is a messed up image that clearly sends a blinking red sign that it’s time Rihanna and Chris Brown say beddy-bye to their relationship. – MJ

 

TMZ exclusive photo

TMZ exclusive photo

Don’t know much about baseball but here’s what I think: Don’t blame A-Rod, at least not solely.

In African American interest, Caribbean American interest, Caribbean interest, Caribbean news, Dominican Republic, Entertainment, Grenada, Haiti, Jamaica, Politics, Sports, Trinidad on February 18, 2009 at 10:56 pm

In all honesty, I can’t stand baseball. 

Actually, no, that’s not it. I can’t take watching baseball on the telly. My dad is a major baseball fan. He loves New York baseball whether it’s the Bronx Bombers or the Flushing, Queens crew, the Mets sluggers. He totally revels in the game in the comfort of his living room and I suppose having a cold brewski in hand makes his at-home spectating that much more fun.

But MJ has to be in the stadium cuz that’s the only way I’ll get it –  America’s fascination with the game that is and trust that I have. 

So even I can understand fans’ disappointment that A-Rod with aid from his phantom cousin did the steroid okie pokey. Bummer for the Bronx Bomber. Bummer for his fans.

Gotta say that I’m not surprised that A-Rod’s name has been added to that roguish roster marked ANABOLIC STEROID USERS: NO HALL OF FAME FOR YOU! This is baseball after all where contract dollars are as high as you can dream and drug oversight as far as the eye can see. Like you gotta squint to see it in spite of all the loose paper stamped Mitchell Report falling from the blue skies.  


But I gotta admit even MJ felt a little soft for the Yankee metrosexual slugger as he teared up during his press conference in Tampa on Monday or Tuesday (cuz like I said I really need to be at the actual baseball event for these sort of details to stick). 

Howeverrrr, I wasn’t buying his hackneyed excuse of I-was-young-and-stupid-and-didn’t- know- that -sticking-myself-with-needles-with-help-from-my-cousin-who-I-ain’t-naming act. It doesn’t wash. Tell me you had a fill-in-the-blank energy drink, not realizing that fill-in-the-blank energy drink was laced with fizzy anabolic steroid ingredient. Don’t tell me that you were bending down while your cousin poked you with a needle and alarm bells even at the not-so-tender age of 25 didn’t go off. 

All in all, I found A-Rod’s press conference, which I watched about half-way through the media Q&A part, bewildering. Yet, I gotta agree with A-Rod on one front: baseball is bigger than Rodriguez – like a gazillion baseball diamonds way bigger. 

I’m not saying brush this aside or hurry up and move forward. Steroid use in the MLB and beyond is a big, major deal and it creates physical disadvantages among players, is unsportsmanlike, among many other reasons I’m too lazy to lay out that makes it bad, bad, bad. 

But brouhaha over one player – no matter how major of a star he is – with little attention to the club as a whole including managers, etcetera, does nothing to correct the problem or alleviate pressures (and greed) these athletes feel that drives them to furtively go druggy.

Whatever became of that Mitchell Report any way and the subsequent stringent regulations it was suppose to usher in?  Never mind. I’m going shopping. What do I know about baseball? Nada, that’s what! – MJ