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Hustle and Flow, which I watched against my will last night, is the worst movie I’ve seen in a long time, maybe ever. And I’ve seen Daddy Daycare (twice).

I have some major issues, but allow me to make a few brief points first.

1 - No weed comes from New Orleans. None at all.

2- You cannot get batteries for a professional microphone at the gas station. Not even in Memphis.

3- Soundproofing with no vocal booth and a hole in the wall serves no real purpose.

4- What is so hard/wrong about pimping anyway?

5- Ludacris isn’t really in this movie.

Ok, I’m going to keep this shorter than normal because I can really go off, but everyone involved in this movie should hang their heads in shame. IN SHAME! From the first scene to the "we stopped caring at this point" ending, the movie was absolute shit. The Paul Wall album gave me a better idea about what life was like for a pimp in Memphis, and Paul Wall is from Houston. Was this movie even shot in Memphis? Is Memphis a state or a city? Who knows, who cares?

How is it possible Terrance Howard was nominated for a fucking Oscar for his role as "D Jay" (possibly the only realistic thing about the movie was that Terrance had a stereotypical retarded southern rapper name. Ludacris, named Skinny T or somesuch nonsense also had a typical southern rapper name. Everything else in the movie was unrealistic and shitty. "Unrealistic Shit" was actually the working title of the movie during the first few weeks of filming.).

Apparently, they give out Oscars now for best actor portraying a pimp-turned-rapper in a film that should have never been made. Is this true?

To be fair, here is an example of the dialog Terrance had to work with "hummunnuh, hummun, trickassbitch nummenuh, knowwhasayin’?"

This movie was so bad it skewed my perception of good/bad. Literally, if i had been hit by a car right after watching this movie it would have been the best thing that happened to me in the last two hours. I kept praying that the apartment I was in would catch on fire so I would have a reasonable excuse to throw myself out the window.

Lets just say if I had a choice of dying right now or watching Hustle and Flow everyday for the rest of my natural life, I would have serious decisions to make.

About who

Have a great weekend, see y’all on Monday.

Oh Gwen, look what you started.

I read an article in the Wall Street Journal NY Post the other day about a bunch of women who felt like they were being harassed by men on the street of my great city. Rather then move back to wherever the fuck they came from, they decided to fight back by starting a website where they take pictures of the men who are "harassing" them. At first glance, this website seems like another unfortunate byproduct of men being assholes with no real understanding of "what a girl wants", not unlike the vibrator and the rape whistle. But as I actually went and visited the site, I saw that it isn’t really all about feeling threatened: some of these girls are taking photos of men who don’t meet their standard of attractiveness and were foolish enough to try and approach them with sub-par, or offensive game. None of which is even remotely illegal.

The sites mission statement, in their words: "Holla Back NYC empowers New Yorkers to Holla Back at street harassers. Whether you’re commuting, lunching, partying, dancing, walking, chilling, drinking, or sunning, you have the right to feel safe, confident, and sexy, without being the object of some turd’s fantasy. So stop walkin’ on and Holla Back: Send us pics of street harassers!"

Apparently the ladies of "hollaback NYC" never heard of some little thing called the first amendment, which gives people freedom of speech. Lots of Americans, not just stupid hipsters, have this problem, but that’s a whole other story http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20060301/ap_on_re_us/freedom_poll;_ylt=AgUzqa4hCNau5LYLRdt1zZms0NUE;_ylu=X3oDMTA3MjBwMWtkBHNlYwM3MTg-

Also, these "women" seem to have never considered that there are girls who enjoy (or at least respond in a positive manner) being compliment by men on the street or at a bar. While I wouldn’t consider myself to be a "street harasser" (or even someone who approaches women with any regularity) I’ve certainly had lengthy conversations with girls after sparking the exchange with such incredible insight as "hey, you" and acting mad familiar, as though we had met previously. I wouldn’t consider any of those to be my finest moments, but I’ve also always understood that, as a relatively attractive guy (this is me being humble) I have much greater leeway to be ridiculous (but not threatening, of course) than some dude who looked like my man on the left.

That said, am I really to believe that these girls are offended by some man taking interest in them on the street? Or are they just feeling salty that they cannot get the type of man they want to be interested in them on the street, at the bar, on the Internet or the various places they go. This website seems to not acknowledge that if the hottest male celebrity (or probably any male celebrity, come to think of it) of the day walked up to one of these "hollaback girls" and said "you are a Goddess" the girls would most likely not have the same reaction they would if the homeless man on the corner uttered those same words. I can’t say "hey baby, you’re looking real good" to a girl who has daydreams of R. Kelly pissing on her without her getting offended?

Bullshit.

I’m also positive that some girls frequently allow the same type of guys that they know to be stupid assholes (and I’m not saying that some of the situations on their little website aren’t outright ridiculous and wrong) spit the same type of cheesy lines at them in a bar, where they can be "paid", if you will, in drinks. Yup, some girls will tolerate a dumbass guy talking to them for 10 minutes, but only if he first buys them an apple martini. If that same guy was to approach them in a different situation and not buy them anything, they will take the guys picture and complain on a website, making them no better than prostitutes in my mind.

Perhaps guys should start taking photos of girls who they feel are only talking to them because they are too cheap to buy their own drinks. Or perhaps people should just calm the fuck down and outsource their anger.

I would ask for comments and opinions, but I have come to the conclusion that "my readers" are either totally devoid of thought, or can’t comment because they aren’t on Friendster.