Name:Prince o' Tirades Country:United States State:New York Metro:New York City
Interests:Patti Smith, Jimi Hendrix blues,
James Joyce, studying the remnants of
the Bill of Rights, and starting a used tampon collection. Expertise:Lysergic insights of a prosaic world, i.e., talking a whole lotta SHIT!!!
All my long time readers would think that Ms Kearney was the reason i got into writing, and they'd be wrong...kind of
i used to call him "Fat Boy," sans the venom that the name might imply...and i first ran into Kenny in my second time around working at my uncle's deli--thought he was a pussy until i saw him hold his ground against some Cambria Heights punkass motherfuckers that frequented out store--that made me have some R-E-S-P-E-C-T for him
That was like 20 years ago...a decade later we met at the Y in the height of the Crack Wars...besieged by a world gone mad--and he not only hipped me to Stephen King, but HE was the first one to get me into computers--a Commodore 64 i think
When i first saw Allen Iverson PLAY i immediately thought---That's me---even though i can't dribble for shit, but i COULD shoot his eyes out...and my "D" ain't all too shabby either
i TALK shit a mile a minute, CAN take a punch, and NEVER punk out.....
Couple nights ago this PUNK thought i punked [And it WASN'T Ashton Kutcher]
My messenger bag is like a Jezeus cross at the end of the day, my knees are achingly fused to my ankles, and i feel like i'm walking on the resultant stump...but i keep on keeping on
i AIN'T no Mike Tyson...but i ain't no glass-jawed punk either
i USED to punk on guitar whenever i ran into a guitarist that blew me away...YET on the basketball court I'd go up against motherfuckers TWICE my size and THRICE my talent
So at the end of the day this Kutcher clone was getting OFF the train and i'm driving like Allen to the hole--A SEAT--and besides arrogantly crossing my path, he piss-trailed me with a knapsack bump--to which i naturally replied: ASSHOLE
And he starts RAGING...for WHAT
cwould be that all these kids think I amtheir age
OR are they Glenn Beck motivated???
THIS little whiteboy is preppie city to the max...maybe HIS family had to summer in the Hamptons instead of Capri since they took a hit...i can DIG it...NOT
Malcolm Ten is biting on MY niece's sea of possibilites...the pimp mentality but SHE's da playa gaming on his punkass, and the ride is coming to an end and he knows it...but is still in denial.
Preppie boy ain't got a worry in the world...looks like a Kennedy [John-john] and is either lacrosse or rugby team...don't think they play football in NYC preps...and he wanted to fight ME
Ten years ago when i was still Mr Heineken i'd have smashed him in the face with a full bottle then stomp him a little...20 years ago i'd have capped him in the knees---and we're going back to THAT NYC again
Niggas today are gonna be a lot more vicious though---Grand Theft Auto and gangsta rap makes these kids more immune to the violence we grew up with, and seeing Obama make it to the top then get treated like a crack ho makes them angrier...and THAT i can understand
GIVING my second book away for nothing and seeing all that marshmallow crap selling more copies makes me wonder why the fuck should i even create anythang
ii don't even think that any of my xanga"buds," whose books i BOUGHT...even downloaded the motherfucker, so why fuckin' BOTHER
In NYC Bloomberg's MTA can kill with impunity and the so-called liberal media is not only quiet about that, but for the most part it goes unreported
OUR Führer und Reichskanzler has everyone convinced that his third reich...errrr...term...is what NYC NEEDS
In the case of Luis Rivera, Herr Bloomberg's gestapo is not only judge and jury, but the killing of a little spick don't mean shiite in amerikkka today
Of course, Reverend Al [the people's "pal"] Sharpton is too busy with the NYPD injustices inflicted on his family...fuck the Riveras!!!
And the crime wave is coming...no matter WHO is at Gracie Mansion.
And NYC is gonna become a Rust Belt city, where the only industry will be tourism and burgers.....
But Herr moshiach Bloomberg will get us thru the hard times, reich
When your kid's afterschool program is cut or the neighbourhood fire house is shut down...bet you'll be thinking about the almost $100 million he spent on a needless campaign.
Write in anyone BUT Bloomberg and housenigger Thompson
And the New York Times is way off on THIS article...it's because Bill Thompson is too much like Dave Dinkins that Black New Yorkers aren't motivated to vote for him...we've SEEN what a housenigger in authority can do
Oh yeah, i reached for the secret too soon, and howled at the moon
So like i backdoored it into facebook, and NOW i'm only taking friends that i KNOW...hey, i was almost a dweeb, so i always let ANYONE be friends with the EminemsRevenge "brand" name...
So i notified my boy John G about the change...and he asked me whether or not it was true about the 7,033 hits of acid that i took...don't know WHY some people find that strange
Erroneously told him i didn't count hits i copped in the Village---acid was good in the Village until about '73 or '74 when all the hustlers from 42nd Street migrated to Washington Square Park and started selling beat or watered down shit, and since i've been going there from '66 when i got it in my mind that i'd eventually run into Bob Dylan...i used to see all the hippie dealers saying Wanna see God? whilst they peddled their wares, and hey, WHY should Moses be the only one to see auld Adonai...so i always said YES, but they wouldn't give it to me because they had morals---told me to wait until at least i went to junior high...the summer i graduated grade school managed to get a hundred hits of microdot [after having debuted on Sunshine, NOT knowing it was a four-way hit]---and i was off to the races
And maybe i got a mild case of OCD, but i kept a notebook...the first one was one of those thin-lined 5 subjects notebooks.
So on the left side of the line i'd write how many hits taken because after you do Sunshine one-hitting it usually just gives you a buzz...and i'd write a brief description of the trip, briefer than a Twitter...and on the right side of the page i'd give it a * rating, 1 to 5, so it'd be something like 3 1/2* ALL of them relevant to the first hit [Sunshine] i took.
The description would be something like Brotherhood of Satan BeeGees Hell trip or Sefirot trip SEEN Him which would mean nothing to nobody but me, since it was written in code...and i'd write a lot of strange stories whilst tripping, as well as read the bible sometimes, particularly trying to decipher the Book of Job
Mostly though, i'd be jamming with the Stones
Since i had cheap guitars growing up as a chile, and NO stack of Marshalls, a little lysergic altered THAT state
Later i'd hear the rumour that Syd Barrett blew his mind on lysergic, and of course, THAT woke up the competitive streak in my nature, and decided i was gonna be in the LSD Hall of Fame by taking ten thousand hits lifetime...and was well on my way but the lysergic lifeline dried up in '84
NEVER counted peyote, mushrooms or mescaline in my book of trips since i always considered THAT LSD-Lite...and i won't even mention the other shit i done
Lifetime
When i first saw Allen Iverson PLAY i immediately thought---That's me---even though i can't dribble for shit, but i COULD shoot his eyes out...and my "D" ain't all too shabby either
[And it WASN'T 
]
OUR Führer und Reichskanzler has everyone convinced that his third reich...errrr...term...is what NYC NEEDS 
So i notified my boy John G about the change...and he asked me whether or not it was true about the 7,033 hits of acid that i took...don't know WHY some people find that strange
So on the left side of the line i'd write how many hits taken because after you do Sunshine one-hitting it usually just gives you a buzz...and i'd write a brief description of the trip, briefer than a Twitter...and on the right side of the page i'd give it a * rating, 1 to 5, so it'd be something like 3 1/2* ALL of them relevant to the first hit [Sunshine] i took.
