Showing posts with label Ratchet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ratchet. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Ham Ratchet JCAT


Cupla posts back Austinian mentioned Die Antwoord Harmony Korine and Lil Boosie in the same sentence. Im gonna chalk that down as one of my November highlights. Anyways got me to thinkin about the Boos, I honestly wastn't sure if he was ever going to get any real attention thrown at him, because those in the know can clearly see that the dude has bona fide skills. Any youtube comment list you read will have some talk about him being the next Pac. Hmmmm that whole conversation is kinda, "eh" but it got me thinking, first I had to construct a "2Pac" in my head and distill his importance cross-referenced and translated into a form(a sort of mental rubrick if you will) that I could compare Lil Boosie too. Once I did that, I found that indeed Lil Boosie fulfilled my arbitrary and completely baseless expectations of 2Pac. But unfortunately the type of people who are good at identifying Lil Boosie's greatness are not usually given much clout in any form, maybe least of all in the music-journalists world. But we shall see we shall see.



But then there is the other impending and faaaar more bleak reality that he is currently facing 6 muder 1 charges and could very well be the first Rapper to be executed. When keeping it real goes wrong? Or should we entertain the idea that the powers to be might not like a Boosie type popular in the world. Well, of course the powers to be don't like the idea of Lil Boosie, but to the extent that they would orchestrate some way of blacklisting him like this....that's hard to imagine.



Now I fully realize that there is some (probably large) percentage of the Boosie character that is completely made-up. But it certainly was not made in a vacuum. Just as Captain America didn't ever decapitate a red skulled Nazi-type, but it is definitely coming from somewhere, so too does some element of Lil Boosie really exist in our world. But are people really listening to what he has to say? and thinking about what it all means? probably not, but just do a comparison between the homespun wisdom of rappers like Rakim and Big Daddy Kane, and then think about the life-philosphy of the new-school, it's not that the new school is dumber or meaner per se. It's just that the situation they are reflecting is probably far grimmer.



But honestly put yourselves in the position of an old-timey white sheriff or D.A. in some shit parrish in the south, over your life-time you too have seen the degradation of your way of life and your base of power, and out of the woodwork comes these twacked out, bug-eyed, homocidal maniacs flashing guns and money and throwing a middle finger to your whole world. Speaking for myself it would be coonin' time for sure.



But what do you do? Sit on the side and try and wipe yourself clean from the mess and throw admonishments and call it macaroni? or do you say fuck it and get knee deep in the muck and bask in the evil surrounding you? I'm not too sure, on the whole I don't think the kind of shit these guys are saying is really constructive or beneficial long-term. But I can't deny that I like it, and indeed love all the robbin' mobbin' shootin' and lootin'. I feel like I can separate good fantasy from the reality we live in and extract what should be extracted and leave the rest, but I don't really trust the next man to be able to do the same....hmmm problems without answers



Sunday, January 17, 2010

they just dont like em


The Ballad of Colton Harris-Moore

NPR
A teen bandit from the small Washington island of Camano has been on the run for 20 months and is being touted as a modern-day Jesse James. Police say the young outlaw is an amateur criminal — but a master escape artist.

The last time authorities had Colton Harris-Moore in custody was in April 2008. At that point, he was serving time in a halfway house for youth offenders, just south of Seattle. He'd been convicted of theft and possession of stolen property.

It was bed-check and he was in his pajamas. But soon after the nightly routine, he climbed out a second-story window and into the night.

Since then, the now-18-year-old fugitive has eluded police in Washington, Idaho and Canada, repeatedly vanishing into the woods. Police suspect he's stolen at least two planes, two boats and several cars, plus broken into more than 50 homes. Yet the only thing growing faster than Harris-Moore's alleged rap sheet is his legend.

Lawless But Loved

"I don't understand it, myself," says county sheriff Mark Brown. He bristles at the mention of Harris-Moore's exploding popularity.

"Reasonable people would not want to idolize somebody or sensationalize somebody who's a thief," he says.

Harris-Moore is wanted in five counties on multiple charges. But 10 of those charges are in Harris-Moore's hometown of Camano Island — Brown's jurisdiction.

Over the years, police say Harris-Moore has evolved from a petty thief stealing food and blankets, to what he is today — a convicted felon on the run.

During a recent appearance on a local Seattle radio show, Harris-Moore's mother, Pamela Kohler, said she has no idea where her son is hiding.

"And I like it like that, because that way I don't have any information to give to the police," she said.

Kohler says she's writing a book about her son's exploits. She plans to use the profits to open an animal shelter for abused pets, something she says her son had dreamed of doing. Kohler also claims he's a genius.

"He took an IQ test a few years ago and he's three points below Einstein," she says. "And if he flew those planes without lessons. I am very, very proud."
But he's not a boy only a mother can love. He has a growing legion of fans — and not just locally. Harris-Moore's fame reaches far beyond the small Puget Sound community where he is accused of invading homes and stealing credit cards. Feelings about Harris-Moore run the gamut from locals who are tired of the story — and of answering reporters' questions — to fierce fans enamored with the growing myth.

People have even written songs. The lyrics to "The Ballad of Barefoot Harris" read, "But he'd never hurt a fly, and he'd never kill a man, and he never will be found."

Fans as far away as Greece, Italy and Australia extend open-door invitations through the magic of Facebook. To date, there are more than 16,000 members of a fan page for Harris-Moore.

Girls, taken by his almond-shaped blue eyes, beg him to visit their homes and offer to be his girlfriend. Guys mock the law enforcement agencies who have failed to capture the 6-foot-5, 210-pound teen.

Aidin Stephens is also rooting for the runaway. And not just because Stephens sells T-shirts bearing Harris-Moore's picture for $15 each.

"Being good doesn't really get you very far," Stephens says. "It's a kind of a sucker's swindle."

"There's haves and have-nots in the world, and whether he's a mastermind or not, he obviously was never going to have the kind of opportunities that some people might have to have a Mercedes or to be a pilot," Stephens says. "I mean, it's an expensive hobby to have an airplane."

Legend's End Still Up In The Air

Nobody knows that better than Bob Rivers, whose plane was worth $150,000. That was before Harris-Moore allegedly stole it — then then totaled, it.

It took police almost a year to link Rivers' 4-seater Cessna to the wanted teen. But despite their assertions, Rivers, a Seattle host for CBS Radio, is not entirely convinced Harris-Moore is really responsible. And he's reluctant to add to the fugitive's growing legend.

"There's a saying in aviation: There are old pilots and there are bold pilots, but there are no old, bold pilots," Rivers says. "Colton has clearly done some bold things, but could he learn to fly on the Internet and then crash-land several planes in a row, in rugged terrain, and walk away each time without a scratch?"

The story — if true — is what makes Harris-Moore's life the stuff movies are made of. Just last month, a documentary film crew landed on Camano Island to interview locals. A slew of production companies are courting Kohler for access to her son.

Of course, this isn't a movie. With each new crime that's attributed to the teen, the stakes get higher and the potential for a dangerous confrontation increases. Authorities and Harris-Moore's mother are hoping for the least cinematic ending — the one where the 18-year-old quietly turns himself in.

and remember maurice clemmons