FLY WITH BATS
After reading some of my work, my Creative Writing teacher told me that I should publish everything I do, seeing as I’m one of the “voices of my generation”. That statement hit me like, damn? “Voice of my Generation”, that’s a powerful title, and one that she felt all writers should place on themselves…a responsibility. She then would go into long rants about what our generation will be remembered for, and how young people today are mainly celebrating ignorance. I would then go into a daydream because my ADD kicks in quick as fuck, but I will say that her words to this day have stuck with me and kept me writing.
I’ve been putting off the blog sensation, for no real reason, just never got into it, but after talking to this cool ass cat that I often find myself in intelligent debates with online, he showed me his blog which basically inspired me to finally jump on the train. So I began thinking about my teacher, and all of her ideals, and thought to myself how would I conduct a blogsite. Yup, I took a nice long shit on it, and after flushing the toilet I eventually realized that if I were to really have one, I wouldn’t be able to say that I would always make her proud through it, because I’ve got to be my own man. I understand that in being one of the voices of my generation, I do have to celebrate more than the ignorance, but I can’t ignore the ignorance, because I have to be honest at all times, that’s what being your own man means, it’s not about fitting into what other people feel is appropriate it’s really about being who you are, the good and the bad. It’s all about balance, and even though I’m no celebrity, no judge, lawyer, cop, reporter, professional columnist, dickhead, or pussy that people usually look towards for blog reading and time killing, I knew that my blogs would be honest, balanced, and be about the type of shit that your average, young, educated black man has on his mind………..
So it’s finally time for me to unleash Bats on the internet. Who is BATS, I’m a spoken word poet, aspiring and up and coming actor, a rapper, a script writer, a student at a HBCU(Journalism major, Theatre Minor), yeah, basically, I’m a human statistic, the millionth up and coming entertainer that most feel like will always be up and coming, and may never reach the up or the coming part of the phrase. But fuck it, the creator made me an artist, so I’m stuck with it whether I end up being uber famous or not, ya feel me.
I like many of the other bloggers and vloggers online, believe that my opinion is KING. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying that what I say goes, though it should, I’m basically saying that opinions are the true defining cores that make every individual unique, without our opinions we’d be nothing but wasted potential with no direction and boring sex lives .
Those of us that embrace our opinions w/o regard for backlash or hate, are the Kings of our lives, this goes to my ladies too, aim to be KING, because honestly, the King is usually above the Queen, so women should open their minds up and think about aiming to be KINGS themselves, minus the penises because I’m a big fan of vaginas.
All rants aside, I, my fellow assholes, am Bats the Ace among Kings.
Yes I am a cocky ass lil dude, with a self esteem higher than Bob Marley’s halo. But don’t let the cocky tone fool you into thinking I’m ignorant or apathetic. Because I’ma grandmama’s boy baby , anybody raised by their grandma can tell you that grandmothers are like heaven on earth when you get a real one.
And she showed me how important it was to express myself honestly and intelligently as well as embrace my heritage (and that is PROUD BLACK MAN) without shitting on anyone else’s (which is hard as hell). This frame of mind gave me a passion for activism, awareness and hope that some day race relations can become better, not perfect, but at least take some steps forward before I reach her age. There are so many bigger things in this world that really need attention besides skin color, I have my racists moments, but honestly I don’t get why skin color is still such a big factor between people, its JUST a SKIN TONE, life randomly made you this color, God just put his hand into Mother Nature’s heavenly crayola box, and whatever color he picked, thats you, your skin tone itself doesn’t make you special….the history and the heroes tied do it can…but the color itself is nothing, only people have the power to infuse either the pride, the love, or the hate attached to it..
But real talk we’re all breathing, bleeding mafuckas stuck on this hell hole called earth, so we can at least try and attempt to make it better for all of us to survive in before the ultimate let down that the after life is most likely going to be (another subject,for another blog)
Yeah, back to me though, I’m the product of a mother that made sure that I understood to never settle, and that my dreams are the only true reality that there is, and also some of the best friends anybody can have, because being an only child makes my friends my family by default…
….and to top it off a healthy dose of Power Rangers, Ninja Turtles, Doug, Rugrats, Batman,White Hollywood Movies, Black Hollywood Movies (unfortunately there is a difference), Video Games, Comic Books, WWE, Black Enterprise Magazine, rock music, The Colbert Report, CNN, script writing, starburst, Adult Swim, Music Videos, SEX, mike and Ikes, VH1, Black History research, The E.o.B, Tropical Flavored Now&Laters, M3, Dead beat fathers, Hip-Hop, Dry Milk, Acting gigs, the weather channel, tattoos, Detention, MTV, BET, Nick at Nite, a shit load of relationships, Disney, spoken word poetry, racism, WB Shows, Weed, Unfair police treatment (Pigs ain’t Cops, R.i.P Sean Bell)and double cheese burgers with no cheese and no onions to jumble together the magnificence that my doctor likes to call my brain…
So in conclusion, I will say that in this blog you will get full force honesty, you will be entertained, you will get awareness, some swearing and hopefully some inspiration, from just one of the many voices of my generation…because I do feel that those of us who can speak, should…who can write need to…and who can truly inspire change have no choice but to accept the responsibility of their God given gifts, because whether you believe in God or not (and trust me it’s a CONSTANT struggle for me too), the world is dying everyday and only those with ASTUTE OPINIONS can change it, or at least bitch enough about shit for things to get moving…YADIG?! Enjoy…