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Above: Ghettonation: A Journey Into the Land of
Bling and Home of the Shameless by Cora Daniels

Excerpt from her book (pdf)

She recently wrote a book about the social phenom on being “ghetto” and its new meaning. I haven’t read the book but I did get a chance to look at her blog and it, despite the scarce # of entries, is quite intriguing. Take a look:
http://ghettonation.wordpress.com

If and when I get a chance to borrow this from the library, I’ll write about it, son. I think she’s based in New York but I’m not definite. She was on the radio (92.3 Free FM - JV & Elvis DOGHOUSE!) the other day today talking about her book.

UPDATE - March 22nd 2007

So I happened to have left a comment on Cora Daniels’ blog and she sent me some information regarding her book release party and dates to her readings and such. Well the party was tonight and I went: She’s absolutely lovely. Instead of borrowing the book from good ole’ Queens Public Library, I actually bought it.

I have a nervousness that I get when I meet people who are successful. They’re intimidating right? (cause I mean, we’re all aspiring to be successful & suddenly you meet someone who’s just that much closer). Anyway, there was nothing intimidating about her and she was not what I expected at all from someone who titled her book Ghettonation.

Yep, you guessed right, she had gold grillz on her teeth (straight 42K bling-a-ling-ling), wearing doped out LV sunglasses designed by Marc, a 3-inch diameter plat’num chain and full-zip Crooks & Castles hoodie (whhhaatt???….okay!! ala Lil’ John). She’s one gangsta’-assed autha’.

F’real, f’real, she was actually very professional and articulate - the type of articulate you find yourself looking to Websters for assistance.

Above: Very lovely Cora Daniels signing her book.


Above: Doodling graffiti 1980s style. That’s just how she does it, na’sayin’?

More pictures after the jump

Continue reading ‘Ghettonation by Cora Daniels!’

Before you read this entry, you have to look at part 1.

So anyway, I didn’t set his car on fire (yet). However I did wake up at around 4 AM to look for his car and I found it, or so I think. I mean, I’m pretty sure the car was in front of his house. Well, I walked to the same area and found an Acura there. I know it was an Acura but I don’t want to ruin some random guy’s day who just so happens to own an Acura. I think I’m going to do some look-out and walk by during the day for the week in case I spot him again to know for certain that it’s his car. Once I’m certain though, I’m probably going to:

1.) Pour a can of paint over his fucking car

2.) Shove potatoes into his pipes or

3.) Put tape on his windows, use a towel to muffle the sounds, break the glass with a small, but heavy, hammer and then drop a Molotov cocktail in there.