Working on a screen play about ‘slick’ Harry a young man and his friends. Slick doesn’t get it. He finds his way from the back of the school bus to driving. He doesn’t realize the right of passage traditions and subsequently become more and more irrelevant to others. This story will be written to be a script idea. I don’t want to cock block myself because the story will seem dark intentionally like an anti hero who finally gets his own coming to age story. I not sure who’s having all the sex out there, but this story is not for them. They couldn’t even imagine being destroyed in sexuallity in their lives.
Month: March 2018
I was just called a racist the other day
A friend of mine and I have been talking over the phone once a month or so for maybe a year talking about music mostly. So he understands I don’t like rap because of how successful it is in enthralling women in my opinion. I would also mention that country music does the same thing. So, over the phone our last talk he calls me a racist at least twice at the latter part of a long conversation in a fashion of intervention saying that it is unacceptable. I argued with him that I am talking about my thoughts/theories on the music as stated before, and the fact I was just playing cards with a black guy and also had a black friend and others hang out with me over a year at a different apartment. I asked him how many black guys he has been hanging out with since he went all Martin Luther King on me, and wouldn’t answer.
I think I made him understand it’s not a good idea to call someone racist because I stood up for myself and give everyone a fair shot. I have had my artistic opinion expressed as someone who makes music, and somehow it became about me being a racist. Are all rappers black? Are all country singers white? No.
