Blackground

The Negatives

Been doing a lot of thinking lately. Don’t worry, I haven’t hurt myself yet. But in the last week or two I’ve had a few conversations that made me realize that people dwell too much on the negative things in life and I’m a culprit of focusing on negativity myself.

This past weekend, one of my fraternity brothers came into town for a relative’s graduation. I spent a lot of time trying to get my other brothers to spend with him so I wouldn’t. Even though I find my brother to be annoying, he is still my frat and he deserved better. While I did take him out to dinner, I was rather short with him for most of the night and when he wanted to go to the Generator, I cutted the night short and went home. I Am not My Brother’s Keeper. That same night I had a talk with Drrrl about Chicago Gay Pride since it was this past weekend but more in particular previsous Windy City Black Prides and the obvisious shade being thrown by the attendees. Why is that overall purpose of WCBP (building community) is overshadowing by stank attitudes? Needless to say, the Delta Chapter of Kappa Psi Kappa Fraternity Inc. will be in attendance and either volunteering or have some type of booth at WCBP this summer.

Something else I realized this past week was the lost of several people close to me. Whether by passing or moving, I can no longer spend the time I would with them. Several folks have reveal their intentions of moving away from Chicago and I felt so devastated by it. I’m so use to having them around and when you care for people that much, when they leave it hurts because I know that things will never be the same. But I ‘m dwelling on the negativies. Instead of seeing it as an oppurtunity for my friends to better themselves or to seek a better path in life, I focus on the downside that pertain to me. EJ told that I’m allowed to be selfish with my friends, but it still doesn’t make it right.

On a positive note, I did run into several associates who I haven’t seen in awhile at Pride this year. I also got to see my little brother Tracy aka Gotti aka Tracy Escada walk runway.

Like A Ralph Ellison Book

…Niggas can’t see me. I’ve been told that maybe if I change my content or narrow my interests, Phillybred.com can be notice, or that my site doesn’t fit into one particular niche. As if I’m the one only gay, comic book reading, straight porn addicted, Doctor Who watching, Macintosh owning, 25 going on 26 year old black man on the Internet. There’s got to be at least someone else who’s like that. I digress. But why would I want to change something that’s a part of me? This site is supposed to represent me and that’s the problem you find with most blogs. Folks are constantly trying to be something they’re not and lack substance. I’ve been doing this for too long, I don’t need to fit in that badly?

At first not having PhillyBred.com recognized anywhere use to eat away at me, now it doesn’t bother me, and in fact I’m embracing it. So fuck a 9rules.com, fuck a Six24.com, and fuck a webring.

No Rules
PhillyBred.com will not longer support any type of blog community, aggregator, or web ring. If I read your blog, I’ll link to you. I won’t ask you to return the favor nor do I want folks to email requests for me to add them. Also if you happen to feel what I’m saying, help yourself to the image above. Take a stand and be uncompromised.

December 1st

There are some things in life that I’m afraid of; spiders, being homeless, my dentist but not HIV/AIDS. Some time after my mom found out about my preferences, we had a lengthy discussion about grandchildren, health issues and my safety. She told that she was afraid for me, afraid to have to bury her only child. That was the one thing you would never be able to handle and made me promise to be smart about the choices I make in life. That was six years ago and I still uphold that promise and get tested every six months (every April and October). For me, the best way to stay safe is to be educated and that’s why I’m not afraid of HIV and AIDS. Not if I can only do the same thing about spiders.

Rosa Louise Parks (1913-2005)


Rosa Parks (February 4, 1913–October 24, 2005)
Rosa Parks Being Arrested After Refusing to Give Up Her Seat

BWA Wrap Up

To all the folks whose favorite blogs didn’t win: