Good evening everyone! DJ Snappy reporting for duty. After all the arguing today, I felt that tonight’s song should definitely be “Everyday People” by Sly and the Family Stone. I’ve included the lyrics below. Click on this link and you can listen to the song and see a video of S&TFS Sing along, think about it, and enjoy!
Sometimes I’m right, but I can be wrong
My own beliefs are in my song
The butcher, the baker, the drummer and then
Makes no difference what group I’m in
I am everyday people
Yeah, yeah
There is a blue one who can’t accept the green one
For living with a fat one trying to be a skinny one
Different strokes for different folks
And so on, and so on and scooby-dooby-doo
Ooh, sha, sha
We got to live together
I am no better, and neither are you
We are the same, whatever we do
You love me, you hate me, you know me and then
You can’t figure out the bag I’m in
I am everyday people
Yeah, yeah
There is a long hair that doesn’t like the short hair
For being such a rich one that will not help the poor one
Different strokes for different folks
And so on and so on and scooby-dooby-doo
Ooh, sha, sha
We got to live together
There is a yellow one that won’t accept the black one
That won’t accept the red one that won’t accept the white one
Different strokes for different folks
And so on, and so on and scooby-dooby-doo
im white trash denton, not ghetto. tho i do smoke newprots and drink 40s, so take that for what it is. your comment was totally racist too. why the hell would i know about african americans who moved to paris? news flash they are all ghettoized in the outer suburban rings of paris anyway. yes, what a lovely life to have fled to. NOT! the racism in france is 10x worse than it is here.
oh and btw? that if a family member gets convicted of a drug felony the entire family gets booted is pure BS rhetoric. look it up. and you probably should already know, and wow it might sound weird coming from me, 99 percent of the people living in the projects are not drug dealers so it’s a bit of a moot issue and only used to give examples of how the NYCHA actually ODES work compared to housing projects in other cities.
my ONLY beef from the story early today was that she was in a 3 bedroom with an adult son, and that just isnt fair no matter how you spin it.
i did however open the ny times when i came home tonight (gonna read the full article again before i go to bed) and i regret saying the nasty things i said about her earlier on. totally unnecessary on my behalf and i need to keep my nasty side in check. she looks like a total sweetheart and obviously doing good for the community, so maybe she does deserve that 3 bedroom. i dont know.
anyway, i brought in 500 boxes of glitter and and im throwing it all over the PLUSA headquarters right now. just to be a dick! and to add some pizzass
I’m sure you’re all gone, but anyway… MM is right about why the pj’s were created… they were never intended to be for ‘welfare queens’ or the homeless, neither of which existed when they were built. They were meant to be stable housing for the working classes.
MM is also right about ‘subsidy’. We don’t know exactly what ‘subsidy’ if any she is getting. In fact 1k a month may prove to be profitable for the taxpayer. The buildings are already built and depreciated.
Those of you bitchin’ about dope dealers in the pj’s are ill-informed. It is now NYCHA policy to evict all families who have a convicted dope dealer. That’s right, if a lil’ ol lady has a douche son arrested and convicted of selling dope, the whole family is evicted.
And of course, we have rob again.
“”paris is probably THE lamest city on Planet Earth
and YES, i have NEVER been there. no desire to either. it’s a disgusting racist and smelly city.”
If rob was as ‘ghetto’ as he claims, we might take that as an indication he has some interest and knowledge of African American history and culture. If he did, he would know that dozens of the African American intelligentsia LEFT the US for Paris in the early and mid-20th Century so they create freely without getting locked up and beat up daily.
In fact, a minor African American author who just died, Carlene Hatcher Polite, had her first book published in Paris, in French (!) before it was re-published here in English (FSG, 1967)
Arkady, I only have to give him pills, which are really small. Fortunately in his weakened state, I’ve been able to pop them down his throat without too much trouble. When he was at fighting strength, it was impossible. I got him from an opera singer who said that his vet had to put hawking gloves on to examine him. The hardest part is in faking him out. He knows when I have the pills, I swear.
“***DJ Snappy signing off***
Good night and good music!”
I love this sign off! Great song – it’s a classic!
Hope you all have enjoyed tonight’s selection.
***DJ Snappy signing off***
Good night and good music!
Good evening everyone! DJ Snappy reporting for duty. After all the arguing today, I felt that tonight’s song should definitely be “Everyday People” by Sly and the Family Stone. I’ve included the lyrics below. Click on this link and you can listen to the song and see a video of S&TFS Sing along, think about it, and enjoy!
http://tinyurl.com/ya32djm
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Sometimes I’m right, but I can be wrong
My own beliefs are in my song
The butcher, the baker, the drummer and then
Makes no difference what group I’m in
I am everyday people
Yeah, yeah
There is a blue one who can’t accept the green one
For living with a fat one trying to be a skinny one
Different strokes for different folks
And so on, and so on and scooby-dooby-doo
Ooh, sha, sha
We got to live together
I am no better, and neither are you
We are the same, whatever we do
You love me, you hate me, you know me and then
You can’t figure out the bag I’m in
I am everyday people
Yeah, yeah
There is a long hair that doesn’t like the short hair
For being such a rich one that will not help the poor one
Different strokes for different folks
And so on and so on and scooby-dooby-doo
Ooh, sha, sha
We got to live together
There is a yellow one that won’t accept the black one
That won’t accept the red one that won’t accept the white one
Different strokes for different folks
And so on, and so on and scooby-dooby-doo
Ooh, sha, sha
I am everyday people
“why the hell would i know about african americans who moved to paris?”
Uhm, because you read and you supposedly went to high school and college?
Richard Wright? James Baldwin? Ringing any bells? Hmm, probably not.
Soooo – Hey Legion you reading?
NJ passed that medical marijuana bill today
how’s that shit work? do i have to be a resident of jersey – or just go to a doctor over there?
i have anxiety and chronic pain and shit. i need it meng.
where’s the music at?
im white trash denton, not ghetto. tho i do smoke newprots and drink 40s, so take that for what it is. your comment was totally racist too. why the hell would i know about african americans who moved to paris? news flash they are all ghettoized in the outer suburban rings of paris anyway. yes, what a lovely life to have fled to. NOT! the racism in france is 10x worse than it is here.
oh and btw? that if a family member gets convicted of a drug felony the entire family gets booted is pure BS rhetoric. look it up. and you probably should already know, and wow it might sound weird coming from me, 99 percent of the people living in the projects are not drug dealers so it’s a bit of a moot issue and only used to give examples of how the NYCHA actually ODES work compared to housing projects in other cities.
my ONLY beef from the story early today was that she was in a 3 bedroom with an adult son, and that just isnt fair no matter how you spin it.
i did however open the ny times when i came home tonight (gonna read the full article again before i go to bed) and i regret saying the nasty things i said about her earlier on. totally unnecessary on my behalf and i need to keep my nasty side in check. she looks like a total sweetheart and obviously doing good for the community, so maybe she does deserve that 3 bedroom. i dont know.
anyway, i brought in 500 boxes of glitter and and im throwing it all over the PLUSA headquarters right now. just to be a dick! and to add some pizzass
g’niet
*rob*
I’m sure you’re all gone, but anyway… MM is right about why the pj’s were created… they were never intended to be for ‘welfare queens’ or the homeless, neither of which existed when they were built. They were meant to be stable housing for the working classes.
MM is also right about ‘subsidy’. We don’t know exactly what ‘subsidy’ if any she is getting. In fact 1k a month may prove to be profitable for the taxpayer. The buildings are already built and depreciated.
Those of you bitchin’ about dope dealers in the pj’s are ill-informed. It is now NYCHA policy to evict all families who have a convicted dope dealer. That’s right, if a lil’ ol lady has a douche son arrested and convicted of selling dope, the whole family is evicted.
And of course, we have rob again.
“”paris is probably THE lamest city on Planet Earth
and YES, i have NEVER been there. no desire to either. it’s a disgusting racist and smelly city.”
If rob was as ‘ghetto’ as he claims, we might take that as an indication he has some interest and knowledge of African American history and culture. If he did, he would know that dozens of the African American intelligentsia LEFT the US for Paris in the early and mid-20th Century so they create freely without getting locked up and beat up daily.
In fact, a minor African American author who just died, Carlene Hatcher Polite, had her first book published in Paris, in French (!) before it was re-published here in English (FSG, 1967)
Arkady, I only have to give him pills, which are really small. Fortunately in his weakened state, I’ve been able to pop them down his throat without too much trouble. When he was at fighting strength, it was impossible. I got him from an opera singer who said that his vet had to put hawking gloves on to examine him. The hardest part is in faking him out. He knows when I have the pills, I swear.