'Track 4' by Next Joints

Listen to 'Track 4' by Next Joints

http://bln.kr/YC6/

'Battlecry...Phone Effect (Unfinished Version)' by Independent Media

Listen to 'Battlecry...Phone Effect (Unfinished Version)' by Independent Media

http://bln.kr/WH8/

"CATS JUST BE RAPPING: FLAWS & ALL" aka NEW OLD MATERIAL!!!

Musically speaking...


Here's a project composed of old, and slightly new, material. As the title suggests, it's chocked full of rapping and rhyme scheme goodness of both the good and bad sound quality variety. It's been a while since we've accomplished a complete group project, so I figured this stuff could stand to be released simply because I doubt any of it will be re-visited. Whatever the case, I hope that you'll find at least one track that you can put on repeat and play out for your family and friends for the holidays and beyond. ENJOY!!!




--- ygb

Teller

So long to the old way of life, and rationale, I sit alone late at night thinking I have to tell, something or somebody, pad, person, or verse, see I have purpose, it hurts, when you ask for, things to take place, but can’t, sat, waited for the longest of times, focused noticed that I’m, the things that they say, I was, I now realize and know that I am, I told it to them the people I help, I say then, ” why not embrace it, and receive it myself?”, poppycock, really thinking that I needed no help, proceeded like, “who needs them?”, seeing that they’re leaving oh well, go tell, a friend she believes the season had fell, upon a star, daydreaming, how I’m deep in a spell, it’s written, across my face and when you read it tells, the truth, and the truth is, I was fond of those, but I couldn’t reciprocate, hit the gate, it was time to go, re-illustrate, the feeling can’t, the design is gone, did it anyway sit and wait, now I’m trying to hone, my skills, so it’s at a level you seek along with this retreat I’ll practice impeccable speech, one thing I can honestly say, I used defense mechanisms, to cope with the problems I face…so until I can sympathize, I will never fully understand, the fact I’ve been living lies…

Miscellaneous verse from (hopefully) soon-to-come project pt.3

Musically speaking...


Do What It Do (rough demo) by youngiftednblack

This a warning for any lady interested, I got issues, issues that you ain’t into, and, you shouldn’t get involved with me and my mess, cause, me and my best friend are me and my ex

It’s in your best interest to pay attention, cause if you’re interested in me you might just pay admission, to a crazy life, now it ain’t like I ain’t tried to make it right, but I paid the price messing around with this lady I can’t exactly get away from, see, she’s kinda like a high school sweetheart, meaning we messed around but I liked other people, so I dated them, and she was sitting on the side, didn’t give her my undivided attention, but she still popped up uninvited to listen to my relationship woes, and then her face glowed, and then we’re up all night making figure eights, oh, boy, and I can’t get away, no, she’s always on my mind when I finish great poems, it’s kinda like she knew that I was finna make flows, so she decided to ride even if it ain’t on, on me, oh my, see, we real cool, but it really won’t fly, kicking it with her, when I’m supposed to be with you, cause check it, you’ll always feel you’re coming in second


--- ygb

Miscellaneous verse from (hopefully) soon-to-come project pt.2

Musically speaking...


4AM (rough demo) by youngiftednblack

It’s 4 o’clock, I’m awake, you know that I’m probably playing video games or recording the final take, more like the second option, but know that I gotta wait, cause 4 of us gotta say whatever the verse is, so we gotta g-g-go, til we showing up outta state, and blowing them out the place, the audience standing, “so foreign, they outta place,” at least that’s what they think til we undoubtedly showing them how we play, got them wondering, "yo, why didn’t we pay more for this show, cause these cats are more than I take,” so why not bottle it up and pour it out on your plate in the morning for your breakfast and sort it out for the day, got more of it by the weight, just show us where to drop it off, “either by the door or just throw it behind the gate,” oh by the way, the first serving is free, cause we know you’ll want more, second orders are on the freight


--- ygb

Miscellaneous verse from (hopefully) soon-to-come project pt.1

Musically speaking...


Thoughts (rough demo) by youngiftednblack

I just, I just, I just gotta do it
Take it to the next level, high as I can move it
Got a lot to prove, so not a lot to do
But to just do it, I just, I just gotta do it

I just, I just, I just gotta do it, so you can follow, follow, follow all my movements, and see how I, how I, how I write the truest, so I can find my, find my spot up in the music, and that is why I'm, why I'm trying not to lose it, cause if I ever did I'd be forgot with no conclusion, and that is not a, not a option that I'm choosing, and even though I'm a product, product of influence, I embrace the best parts cause that's how I got so fluent, speak the language that they cypher so I know just what I'm doing, but I gotta keep it moving, cause the bottom is the ruins, so I'm aiming for the top, get the highest honors, but it's not as easy as it sounds without a high amount of units, so really what's the point if you're out before you knew it, got everyone laughing at how you blew it, but if that were the case, this beat, I wouldn't bother writing to it


--- ygb

'The Life' by Independent Media ft. Miz Naki

Listen to 'The Life' by Independent Media ft. Miz Naki

http://bln.kr/R86/

NEW MUSIC PREVIEW 2!

Musically speaking...


This particular joint is nothing special, just a little rappity-rap-rap as usual. Actually, once again, if you know anything about us or have listened to our music before, you should know that we excel at the art of simply rapping; however, stylistic approach, rhyme schemes, extended metaphors all come into play in our camp. So not only do you get to enjoy some dope rappity-rap-rap, but if you pay attention, you might just catch how it was mapped out as more than simply rapping. All things considered...here's the verse...

Took Her Curls Out preview demo by youngiftednblack


Baring it all, booty butt naked, soul exposed from the sequence of flows I’m creating, if you trying to jump on, better hold on cause I’m shaking the foundation, groundbreaking, the road that I’m paving, highway to Heaven, get better with every second of every minute I’m in it, so check the weapon cause my record reads, “forever, he’s winning,” so he cleverly finish lines, so when you taking second you can tell that he did it, and he studied English so he’s a cunning linguist, lips, teeth, tip of tongue, call it cunnilingus, performing Saturday Night Live, my reputation precedes me, I C. Walken like Colonel Angus, trying to earn a name with how I flirt with the H.E.R. that came with that skirt and I know I can’t quit, so I turn the game up, then I huddle, play this, made her fumble, then I scored, when I heard her say this


--- ygb

NEW MUSIC PREVIEW 1!

Musically speaking...


Here's the first of several previews of what's taking place over here at YGB Inc.. Unfortunately, I only rendered my verse because I don't know if Sir Charleston and Mr. Infallible (shouts to the Co-Chancellor of Creative, YAYAYEE!!!) are satisfied with how their verses sound in order to be previewed. If you know anything about the gentlemen of Independent Media, it shouldn't be too hard to determine who came up with the concept of getting with women. The twist of the track is that we aren't actually successful in our attempts, and therefore, are telling stories of courtship failure! But, such is life, eh fellas?

Keep Dreamin preview demo by youngiftednblack


Back in high school, I was a blind fool, thinking I could get with this girl, such a cutie, dark skin, long hair, with a touch of Rudy from the Cosby show, I’m like godly, whoa, I know I probably won’t, but I’ma try before, it’s too late, or she snatched up, unfortunately, it seemed, the more I approached, the more she backed up, but I had back up, everybody knew that I was into her, it was a fact cause I kicked it with her girls, hoping the messages got back to her, so at track practice I would act up, trying to impress, but got the opposite effect, cause girls only like the cats that win "best dressed," not the class clown cause that’s how you end "just friends," but what can I expect, she wanted nothing but the best, but I wondered what was under that track jumper and them sweats


--- ygb

GUESS WHO'S BACK...BACK AGAIN....

Intimately speaking...


August 31st...the last time anything was posted here...such a shame. And even before then, the posts gradually became few and far between due to the excitement of blogging going down in stock; it wasn't as profitable as first imagined. SO BE IT!!! You know what, I'm gonna leave it at that because I have a tendency to go on and on about the same thing that could be summed up in less than a paragraph. What I'm trying to say is that my presence here has returned and the music is ready to be written, recorded and posted (and subsequently listened to).

Now that the music's out of the way, there should also be some clarifications (and subliminal shots taken)...the blog will be used (at least by ygb) within the realm of appropriate posts. These "appropriate" posts include: old music, new music, new versions of old music, any pictures/video (coming soon, thanks to our Financier/Elder of the Likeminds, E.D.IELM) and anything else music-related. There will no longer be any posts with hidden undertones of jealousy, spite, resentment, jabs being taken, calling anyone out, etc. etc. etc.. Besides, that's what the music's for, so if you listen to it, you'll know what's going on already anyway.

Now, with all that being said, this (re)introduction is just the first of a number of things that will be posted by day's end...so stay tuned.


--- ygb

Random Words Pt.II

This instrumental, had to use it again, would be foolish if it, didn’t talk of them and me and you being (ha, ha) friends!, flicking through images, reminiscing on days passed, I get to your picture then, I giggle amazed at, the resemblance, they have, they differ in ways vast, discipline, can’t dag, too silly I may laugh, just look at that face sad, tempted to say DAD! I’m watching my steps, for those lips, cause they may drag, a movie, some popcorn, a pallet relaxing of the floor, how could I ask something more? my heart crushed and torn, but our love will force, the source, to glow, so it’s grow in abundance or, kill me softly, still these talks we, have on a regular, I feel she’s lost thee, laughs that I shared with her, reveal these thoughts speak, ask her to bear with the, stress the that I endure, it’s fact that I care for her, but it’s best that I live pure, attacking my character, says that you lend your, energies, to intervene, and if anything, pretty please love, please, "say that I just me!", let the record show, if effects me ever so, calmly?!?, of all things, didn’t wanna let HER go, but I did and I’m sorry, and now it’s hard seeing, we are no longer within an arm’s reach, so on we go, to the episode, where the one man army has to step alone, do I regret it no! I just tell her yo, the role you played and to what extent you will never know…

10 yrs

Day 1:

First and foremost I’m here to give thanks, to those who rekindled the flame, to help me remember those lost days, the misconceptions, what a difference a talk made, reminiscing, on when I jitted across stage, man did they all rave, hanging with ya’ll takes me back to the classrooms and when I ran through the hallways, smacking the clocks, though my actions were not, rambunctious, it still seemed to happened a lot, I had to craft something that would have love which adds exponentially to the reactions I got, seeing everybody who showed up, pose for, the photographer, who’s loading the, camera capturing shots, memories, give me a minute please this here’s weird, man how time flies, can’t believe it’s been 10 yrs, let’s make a toast to the fact we still here and still breathing, to build rapport is the real reason, we come together, not to mention us as kids teasing, the have-nots, but never think that it has stopped… ha, ha, which sends the message, you know what? We’re big kids no question, even as grown-ups, seeing it’s so much, strife we could gripe about, let’s try, to enjoy this day and night we out, the best times, we celebrated, so elated how, we left right, where we started and we made it wow…clap to rhythms drum, salutations, to the class of the millennium, vowed to stay in, touch, and so, on day 2, my contacts I will give to them…

Day 2:

Now, it was relayed to me the day would begin at 1, so I’ll leave then by maybe 3 and some, didn’t show for the boat ride, so I, thought to myself this picnic bout to be dope why, wouldn’t they come? I can sympathize with 30 something, but this time it’s only 5 bucks, and it’s just my luck, I get there and see no one, cause I’m the, first to arrive but, I had to leave, to seek a store, cause she of course, was bringing, nothing more than that but beef and pork, at the picnic, got to witness you with your children, bittersweet moment, cause mine are elsewhere, those flames I couldn’t keep’em lit, and I don’t see it fit, to mention no names, if you reading this, receiving it, thanks to those, who didn’t graduate with us, but they came along, and I can understand why some would be reluctant hang, stuck in the same, position, essentially nothing has changed, if I worked with someone or I saw them every day, I would purposely stall and even hesitate, and would not get involved, you can see it in my waist, that I’m chunky and flawed, so I’m thinking that I’ll wait, until the next one is called, but by then it’ll be too late, see I’m ugly and bald, or my egos in the way, so, nothing is resolved, so neither shows their face, leaving umpteen calls, let’s proceed on with the day…now ok look, here’s my email (mrelmjr@yahoo.com) blogspot (ygbstudentoflife.blogspot.com) and I’ll soon create a facebook, ha, ha, I may be stretching it though, you have a better chance of getting a text on yo phone, it’s been signed sealed delivered plus it came with a kiss, the way cadence laid, in ways it may not make any sense, but I made it stay in place, for me say it again, I’m giving thanks and praise away the inspiration for this…YOU!

Random Words

Seek refuge in a tablet to set my soul free; difficult to fathom, nothing happens unless it’s on me, this shadowy adversary, after me, said he would hassle me, if I’m caught relaxing or even half asleep, so naturally, I’m on my P’s and Q’s, I have to be to keep my cool, I rap to beats while I sing the blues, she mad at me, cause I think of you, whenever, capturing the sweetest tunes, never, ask for me to choose, I tell her, in secret, you’re a match for me I’m losing whether, it’s to being you, work, or actually pursuing endeavors, then it hurts, the fact I could lose you ever/lasting pain ensues this fella, what I have to do is let her, be…but it leaves me by my lonesome, I see, too many reasons that I need and want her, agreed, that she serene pleased I got know one, emcee, who’s King that she indeed has come close ta, but we…cause of decree, will both go from, beings, in the physical to meeting where we post stuff, most of, my energy is leaving when I want ta, stay, but I can’t, slay this feeling, I love and hate, amongst all things I wanna state, you’ve come to play, a significant role, wo(man) you’re something great, to each other on each other mustn’t wait,so peace love I wanna say, my farewells hey...so long darling!

Journal Entry #1

Intimately/Musically speaking...


I was told by one Sonny Bono that I've perfected the journal-entry style of rhyme writing; hence the title. With that being said, I won't give much foreword but to say that it's relatively self-explanatory.

Find My Soul by youngiftednblack

Lyrics:

Lately, I’ve been trying to figure out my purpose, feeling worthless cause I’m not working, I’m only going through the motions, wording thoughts and emotions spoken over beats hoping it’s heard, but alas, it’s for nothing, cause when I showed it, she responded leave her alone, and another is going off when we speak on the phone, and my brother makes late night trips so I’m sleeping alone, in his apartment, that doesn’t quite seem to be home, so no wonder you can only find me deep in these poems, communication skills lacking from this retreat that I’m on, can’t seem to reach beyond me when I zone, see, I can show my teeth when I’m on-stage, but when the curtain’s drawn, I’m just as weak as I’m strong, or seem to be when I know, they look to me for that glow, of confidence, but I’m not sure where to find it, so, I walk through the dark trying to keep my feet to the floor, who knows when this will subside, the deepest of lows

I just need some time alone, to find my soul, and I just wanna work this out, but I can’t seem to do it, on my own

Mapping out the placement, of the voices and the faces, I need to start questioning the choices that I’m making, and how can I be honest with you, I can’t even be honest with me, so I try to step out my shoes, to see the point of the picture, painted, none of it fiction, all truth, so I look away, cause I don’t wanna be witness to all of my faults, all of the awful thoughts you have about me, all of it brought on by all of my tall, shortcomings, and the fact is it’s evident, we’re all searching for some relevance, cause it’s better when you’re needed and wanted than when you need it and want it, no one wants to plead and beg, please, keep me, I’m worth it, and although it seems I’m speaking to another, truthfully, I’m saying this, for my own sake, so when the tears form as I compose this, I know it means more than I’ll ever know, as I feel my soul shake


--- ygb

"..both waiting for an honest invitation...to rectify the situation..."

Intimately speaking...


There have been a lot of feelings flying back and forth between various parties within the circle here at Young, Gifted and Black Inc., and even a few feelings from external sources. Many people have felt: wronged, hurt, scorned, shut out, misused and abused etc. (you get the picture). The question is, WHY? I can't speak for everyone and their situations (however, I'm about to), but I can only imagine that it's due to a lack of communication. And when I say communication, I mean in every sense of the word, from the grand explanation of one's wrong doing, to figuring out where wires got crossed, to the very simple, sincere apology. The problem with this is that some of us don't know how to communicate effectively.

I know that I can, however, I also know that I don't always do so, especially when necessary, but I know I will (which implies that I need to at some point in the near future (which also implies that it may just be overdue)). Unfortunately, it's selfish of me to make someone that feels wronged by me wait for an apology; which ultimately makes me even more the bad guy. But, given that effective is the operative word in regard to the way in which I'm discussing communication, I have taken it upon myself to be just that in the best way that I know how. "How is that?", you ask...if you don't know by now, then you just don't know us at YGB!

Some people have accused me of talking in circles, meaning that I often repeat myself and possibly confuse listeners; a quality of which I am well aware (and proud). It doesn't hurt to make sure that every point is covered, every implication is discussed, and every loose end is tied up. I want to make a flawless point, meaning I've already pointed out the flaws so that it's apparent that I've thought thoroughly of what it is I'm thinking, and in turn, saying. This character trait may very well be my tragic flaw (along with others if you ask some people), but I own up to it because it allows me to carefully evalutate, articulate and discuss very complex thoughts and experiences. In other words, it is the fancy philosophical rhetoric that I use in order to explain why I may or may not be right or wrong, and no matter what, at the end of the day, I understand WHY it is that I think the way that I do. However, it is also the reason why it takes me a month to have a long, overdue conversation with a friend about aforementioned feelings of being hurt and done wrong.

I'm not completely sure what my point is, nor am I sure what it initially was, but I feel like now, as I'm thinking of what to type next, I have been trying to construct an argument in order to explain (i.e. "justify") current circumstances. I don't know...whatever...yeah, I'm done.


--- ygb

Yea...Uhh Hun.

Some of the lines in this rhyme were comprised of things that were actually said to me. I'm not about to give this grand explanation, the stuff in this verse is actually stupid to me, but then again alot of things are. Listen, I'm done, I'm at work right now, I have a lot of work to do, I wrote the verse, hopefully it speaks for itself.

Be upfront say what you feel but, when you don’t trust, that hate it will build up, can’t seem to wheel the, conversation down the right path, somehow become quite mad, now emphasis, placed down on how sensitive they sound, often times I can’t relate, but I often find that they can place, their head on my shoulder to lean on, step outside yourself, too nonchalant, but the motives to be strong, why keep on and on, with the same, speech when all along you’ve known for weeks, months, or years, each time you amongst ya peers, you find the answers, that you wanted to hear, but needed them verified by a complete stranger, when there it lied, within yourself but to seek that moment of truth you barely tried, and swearing I’m, not ya mans, or ya friend then where was I, when it came crashing down, funny acting now, but I’m there to try, to give helping hand, so gather round, all dispersed, who’s left but E.D? But Ima be, drama free, so Imma keep, ya name, from mouth, please don’t bother me, with how is he and how is she, if I was we, then I would see, it from their point but they forgot to speak…so now that he has stated verbatim, in rhyme, created the lines, but now I feel like I’ve wasted of time, get over yourself, lighten up, take the chill pill and overdose, we laugh, it’s nothing but a joke, so be mad, at other folks, we had ya back, and still do, but until you, learn to relax, you will lose, me as, that real dude, when she has eventful, things happen, give you, peace at the temple, you need that and feel soothed, so subtle I spoke, we all have been it, so what’s the difference in you being the butt of a joke, I’m appalled at all this arguing, Ima call you out on it, all in all, darling you a narcissist, now I’m off to it, my occupation, I got to say this, why is something so petty the topic of my conversation?

...I don't know but whatever.

This is the first installment, of something I hope to be short lived. Stay tuned for more after I have this sitdown...should be interesting to hear what's said.

Peace...and NOTHING but Love.

E.D.I ELM

Recent Works

Musically speaking...


Recently, I've been pondering a number of things relating to male and female relationships (see post entitled 'Nature vs. Nuture) that have come from various circumstances to which I've played a part or been a witness. Fortunately, these same thoughts and experiences have provided me with some really good material. So without further adieu, I present to you...umm...my most recently written stuffs:

The first piece, 'The Meaning':

Keeping with tradition, I find that I’m sleeping with the women, that love me most, toll taken, cause I’m not willing to reciprocate the feeling, so my friendships get blurred when I’m chilling with a different, lady, see, I thought my position was a given, but now it’s obvious, there’s no dipping without getting, wet, tears running, river in the making, so I’m sitting, intuition says leave it, let her shake it, but that’s easier said than done, especially when you’ve had the fun, and she feels she’s been had, can’t really tell her not to be upset just cause you don’t wanna answer the, questions, no hands are up, but that’s cause you know it takes two for this dance, so what am I to do when I start pulling my pants on up, and I’m walking outta the door with no romantic hug, and you sitting alone thinking, 'what the heck is the problem, why is it that we can’t become...' what you thought was us, but my thoughts are a product of my mind, not emotions, so your heart is crushed, then naturally, from the reaction we see, I’m the villain for not being what you ask me to be, but actually, I never masked my intentions of being an individual so passionately chasing the things I want with love not being one of them, at least for the moment, I know just what I wanna do, yes, and love, is what I wanna do when I’m not trying to balance my love and my love for you


The second piece, 'My Heart & I':

My heart and I, always at odds, we don’t see eye to eye, cause I think I’m a smarter guy, see, I look at it like this, til I’m living out a wish, there’s no sense in me trying to get a kiss, dismiss misses, I’m not tripping over this, cause if I want attention, I can get it from my mistress, but, he thinks I’m too smart for my own good, tries to remind me what it’s like to take flight with a nice young lady, be quiet, it’s no good, don’t dare tell me that without it I’m lonely, cause I’m not, and not only is that an excuse, it’s a poor one, so you gon have to try again, homie, and that he does with a familiar sound, fragrance from days past, brought to the here and now, then I’m caught with a feeling how it used to be, join forces with my senses and this is what they do to me, refresh thoughts that I thought I forgot, so it’s moving me in two or three directions, an old and a newer me, the question though is who to be


That's it, just wanted to share these with you since I haven't done much else lately.


--- ygb

'Things' to Look Forward to...

Musically speaking...


There are some things in the making for us here at Independent Media Inc., and when I say things, I mean BIG things! Things that'll knock your socks off, things that'll knock your shoes off (in that order), and things that'll knock everyone's clothes off and have us showing each other how much we really care. These 'things', however, cannot be elaborated upon at the moment, just know that you'll enjoy them.

Also, in case you haven't noticed, there's been a new sampler posted off to the side for your listening enjoyment. It's a compilation of joints that have yet to be released (minus Slave 2 Dope), so they're all unfinished, but I can guarantee your wishes will be fulfilled. After all, that's what we do over here at IMI, grant listeners' wishes.


--- ygb

Nature vs. Nurture

Intimately speaking...


Dealing with emotions is always a very, very, very, veeeeeery sensitive circumstance. Allow me to repeat that, it is a VE-RY SEN-SI-TIVE circumstance. It's often said that women are emotional creatures while men are more logical thinkers - is this true, who knows? Do I think so...from life experience, YES; however, in conversation with lady friends of old and new, two points continue to be brought up:

1) It is within a woman's nature to nurture (hence the emotional abundance)
2) Men are just as logical as women are

If it is within a woman's nature to nurture (as stated by said lady/ies in said conversation(s)) then I think nature will run its course and the human interaction will take place according to that perspective. What is overlooked, though, is where the woman is attempting to nurture.

::pause::
This is the point at which my maleness takes full effect
::unpause::

Do not, once again, I repeat, DO NOT attempt to nurture a man (in the sense of maleness, not maturity, because that point can and will be argued if need be) that has not expressed any interest in wanting to be nurtured. Of course, the question is then begged, "What do you mean by nurturing?" Could a friendly gesture be perceived as nurturing...yes, anything can be perceived as anything, but it's not simply a matter of who's perceiving it, as much as it is a matter of why they're perceiving it as such.

If a man says that he has no desire to engage in an exclusive, intimate relationship with not only a particular woman, but women in general, and that fact has been clearly stated numerous times, why is it so surprising to find that he remains true to that sentiment despite any verbal, physical or otherwise interactions with whomever he pleases. In other words, "Because I've stated my stance on my relationship with you (you being whatever woman/women at the time), I do not expect there to be any qualms whenever I decide to think/speak/act according to my being, and my being alone." Furthermore, the perception of a woman's actions are based upon her knowledge of the man's life circumstances, which means, (a) any action from the woman will be accepted as a sign of friendship and (b) in the case of said situation, ladies, you should not attempt to nurture where nurturing (beyond that of a friend, within reason) is not wanted; leaving you to be resentful of the time "wasted" on said gentleman. If you cannot naturally be as you are, in the very essence of my perception of the word, you have committed sin against yourself; you have acted opposite of who/what you believe yourself to be.

Moral of the story: you cannot have what someone is not willing to give you

Point 1 = Complete!



I phrased my second point as I did to show that men think the way women think. That is to say, men "think logically" because that's what they "choose" to do.


*think logically - not taking emotions into account as often as women do
*choose - perceived action that is often times not contextualized within the concept of socialization
(I will leave the socio-philosophical argument at that)


The often over-looked discussion of this point revolves around the simple notion that men are women, women are men, and both women and men are people!!! I refuse to believe that there are no women who do not act on the basis of emotion. No matter the percentage, they exist, so despite its nature as an anomaly, the truth is, no one ever wants to acknowledge the "crude/vulgar/misogynistic" ways of men being played out by women. As trite as it might sound, these are the social realms and margins within which we live our lives, more commonly known as labels. I have lady friends who are just as nonchalant about exclusive, intimate relationships, while being enraptured in exclusively intimate relations, as the men they're engaging in them with. So while some women feel that their nature is to nurture, others feel that they will nurture their nature.

Moral of the story: People should do what they want, however they please, and stop blaming others for their emotional sorrows (and by people, I mean women)

Point 2 = Complete!



I initially started this post to try and address a more personal situation, but I figured I'd just attempt to touch on the larger matters at hand. Hopefully it comes across the way I intended, because I'm not going back to read it in order to make sure. How about you just let me know!



--- ygb