Jul 22 2008
With all due respect, STFU!
Sorry for the lapse in blogs, between the news of my 33 year old cousin dying of Cancer (the big C, as the old people call it) and my seemingly neverending love hangover, I have been a little preoccupied. The funeral is Thursday and though I am at peace with it now, it doesn’t make it suck any less that she was so young. So I urge you all to take care of yourself and don’t let your doctor tell you to put some ice or heat on your swollen body parts without them confirming or denying it is Cancer FIRST!
But I digress…
In Talladega Nights, I learned that if you begin a statement with the words: “With all due respect…” you can pretty much say anything to the person and they SHOULD not get upset because you didn’t mean any disrespect. So, it is with ALL DUE RESPECT, I ask some people to KINDLY shut the eff up!
Your sage nuggets of wisdom that you think you are imparting upon the masses, are nuggets of SOMETHING, but I assure you they are not wisdom. They are grammatically incorrect, over-worded mixed metaphoric verbal mishmash. I have started to tune some people out but my other friends insist on bringing it to my attention that whatever they have just said makes little to no sense. I chuckle and try to ignore it, but as more and more people begin to either improperly “kick the truth to the young black youth” or point out and try to make sense of those that make these attempts; I have begun to get fed up.
You have GOT to know your ministry, people. Some people have a way with words, some people have a way with numbers, some people have a way with pots & pans, and others have a way with liquor & liqueur. KNOW YOUR MINISTRY!
If you couldn’t sing, would you volunteer to perform a solo? No! If you couldn’t cook, would you volunteer to make Thanksgiving dinner? NO! If you couldn’t put words together in a logical manner, would you volunteer to give advice? NOOOO! (that was a trick question). So to that end, TPain, please stop singing… Auntie, please stop trying to cook fanciful meals… and you, you, and YOU stop trying to drop knowledge.
You have to be honest with yourself. If English wasn’t your best subject or even a GOOD subject for you, then why would you think suddenly you could become a ghetto Poet Laureate? I don’t do numbers, I know that numbers & I don’t get along… I can’t even master Sudoku, so I know not to try to help someone do a budget or balance their checkbook. I know my role & I play it WELL!
Life is all about living up to your destiny & some people are destined to just NOT say much. It’s okay, we understand. Use what you got and use it WELL… I am not discouraging that. But seriously, with all due respect, sit down & shut up!
THANKS!
Sorry for your loss. I love your blog Bri. Keep up the great work at Today.
Go get ‘em tiger. It is a shame that it isn’t socially acceptable to actually say that to people, huh? Doesn’t always stop me though
Although I know nothing anyone says can make it better for you, I am sorry for your loss.