And to prove my point, I present Item A, "Thuggin' It and Lovin' It," as excerpted by WBRZ:
Now, I had to have a really good, hard laugh at this. Knowing a thing or two about guns, physics and why you shouldn't let your pants hang around your ankles, I'm fairly certain that the only damage that's going to get done by the "Thuggin' It and Lovin' It" crowd are to innocent bystanders and perhaps themselves. Probably, the best thing that could happen to the Brookstown area of Baton Rouge would be the thug crowd manages to kill off themselves.
It'll never happen--you can't exterminate roaches.
I have a few ideas about how to clean up the place--but that damn Constitution and some silly notion of civil rights always rears its ugly head. And, if that were not bad enough, some hippies from some human rights organization would certainly complain. I'd imagine that the good, honest, hardworking residents of Brookstown (of which there are many, and they most certainly outnumber the wannabe "thugs,") probably wouldn't have anything bad to say about a little "housecleaning" in their neighborhood.
The entire problem lies in the attitude of certain elements of the black community. I'm not sure how looking like a complete fool, speaking something only resembling English and shooting a gun sideways became something to aspire to, but it is--to prove my point, Item B, "www.wordofsouth.com," from Da Dirty Round Table>Thuggin' It and Lovin' It dvd topic:
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What really needs to happen here? Leaders of the black community in Baton Rouge (of which there are some VERY strong leaders--Kip Holden, Jeff Leduff--to name two) need to say "this stops now," and back it up with some heavy-handed enforcement. Brookstown gets turned in to a "zero tolerance" zone where dropping a piece of gum on the sidewalk will get you splayed out across a cop car and searched. Little kids need to be shown what a "hoodrat" is and then shown how a hoodrat lives out the rest of his days--then shown what someone with a good job looks like and where they live. Bet working A/C beats the hell out of a frame shack with no glass in the windows.
And, the people of Brookstown need to stand up. No one polices a neighborhood like the people who live there--especially when those people have had enough.
You'd think by now that the thugs would have figured out by now that the Man is going to catch you when you try to run with your pants around your ankles. When they get to scenic Angola, they'll find that being a prison bitch ain't so cool after all...
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