Two distinct news stories caught my eye today simply because they’re integrally associated with my current or previous lives. In the first, KIDD CREOLE of GRANDMASTER FLASH fame has been arrested for the murder of a homeless man. Now 57, Creole apparently had some sort of run-in with a 55 year-old second degree sex offender without a home and stabbed him multiple times whereupon the victim bled out and died on a street corner after stumbling off from the attack. If the theme of Grandmaster Flash’s huge hit “THE MESSAGE” was to turn the other cheek, clearly Creole wasn’t taking his own advice. Or you might invoke and change slightly the question posed by MC LYTE all those years ago when she queried “Whathca got a knife for?”
Carrying a knife around New York City might be considered a good idea by some on society’s fringe. But obviously, if Creole wasn’t carrying a knife, he wouldn’t currently be accused of second degree murder. I recall a really low-grade client years ago who disappeared for weeks only to call one day to let me know he was back. Asked why he’d disappeared, Chino responded that he’d been involved in an altercation outside a strip joint and stabbed a guy – which landed him on Rikers Island. I continued….”Why were you carrying a knife?” His response: “I’m Puerto Rican.” Draw your own inference. I hope that wasn’t Creole’s excuse.
This particular story struck home with me because a) I used to be in the rap world…b) as stated, I knew a guy who got caught up in something stupid and went to jail for knifing a guy…and c) I deal with crazy homeless guys on a daily basis. If they get wacky, I tend to ignore them – though I have to admit nobody has gotten in my face (except maybe once) to elicit a violent reaction.
Story 2 comes at the expense of one LATESHA BYNUM, who died after a botched butt enlargement procedure which (get this) took place in an apartment building! I’m not a big fan of plastic surgery. But I figure if you’re gonna get some…ya might not want to get the K-Mart version! It’s kind of like legal representation. As cheap as I can be, when it came time for me I flew first class. No doubt, Latesha would offer the same advice were she not dead from the operation!
Trannies I knew used to do this shit routinely! Somehow, they’d find a willing registered nurse and a bunch of the “girls” would have a tupperware party of sorts during which the nurse illegally injected their butts with silicone so they could have those phat tranny asses even a straight guy would want to pound. Fortunately, nobody I knew suffered for the indiscretion. Yet I have little doubt it was as much a matter of luck as skill. Those operations are illegal for a reason. Hello! They’re dangerous!
“Regular” girls used to ask me to hook them up with the trannies so they could access this service and have super phat booties to attract ghetto dudes at the club. I declined making the introductions and instead admonished them on the dangers involved. Can you imagine if I’d sent a natural born girl (or any girl) to one of those parties and she ended up dead? Jews don’t handle guilt well – and I wouldn’t be the exception.
To the moral – if it isn’t already obvious. Don’t carry a knife if you know you’re violent enough to use it offensively. And if you opt for plastic surgery, go first class. I’m sure at this point in time, Creole and Latesha would back me up on both counts.