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Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Frontline Vol 10: I remember you, Bwahahahahah!

You know, I rarely do a blog on relationships. And anyone that dares say that they know everything there is to know about relationships is a liar. Human relationships are easily the most dynamic unearthed treasure in the world. So it is really impossible to talk about over all relationships, but it is quite possible to talk about certain universal aspects of them.

The other Monday, while enjoying the ritualistic domination of the mouth breeding masses by showing our intellectual dominance through the venue of “Trivia Night”. I saw something that reminded me of something else that was really funny.

The couple sitting behind me, this guy…Oh man this guy, he was sitting there with his girlfriend laughing, eating buffalo wings, staring into her eyes.

Having a good time,

Having a real good time.

I paused, and looked at my good buddy Bender the Great and said, “Hey, isn’t that the guy who was up at the mansion crying cause because our buddy Blake F(not “B”) fucked his girl”

The whole table stopped because everyone was like, “Damn dude, I would have never thought about that again ever in my life had you not brought it up”

Then we all remembered that night of nights when this man, this broken man was at the bar, drinking the liquid courage to build up his strength to confront the other man, the current bane of his existence, and the knowledge that his girl has been doing the freaky deaky with a guy whom he has no chance of besting in any type of competition.

You sir have been cuckold by a stronger male. We see it on wild discovery on the discovery channel and we don’t feel bad for the turtle, the baboon or the tiger, why should we feel bad for the human?

That night was hilarious, I don’t even think Blake F knew that he knew, and the swagga of not giving a shit only frustrated the young man who just knew that he knew. Me and the rest of the Wild Bunch sat on that day and laughed the way we do.

And then we all moved on with our lives.

Then many moons later on a day like any other he happens to be in a bar with a group intellectual thugs with a memory for remembering the damnest of all situations is sitting across from him.

Oh we got LOUD.

Everything was a set-up for a joke with this guy. “…damn Ken do you think about this shit all day?” my response was “well, it’s not like I am the only one, I am sure he thinks about it every day too!!!” Bender chimes in with, “I bet she does too”. I sat there and looked at the table at his friends, his compadres, amigos, chin-gu’s, fam, crew, whatever they want to call themselves and I shook my head. Cause they all know how dirty this chick did their boy, and they are all acting like it’s all good.

Key word here is acting, you know good and well that all of them got the same jokes we have, but we are the only ones throwing them in the air.

So All I have to say is that you don’t want to be that guy.

I mean because if you are they guy that knows then you can rest assure that everyone else knows too.

FACT

So what happens next? Well it is Carrollton and the “Wild Bunch” and I were out doing our Friday bar hop session and I ran into Blake and we laughed all over again.

See, when you are that guy people laugh in front, behind, and on the side.

What do you do with that?

Now, I have had girls and sometimes guys use the phrase, “Well, in the end he won…he is the one with her”

I hear that.

You know, he won the race, she with him, blah blah blah. I have an honest question “what did he really win?”

I think in my follow up to this, I will attempt to tackle that phrase He won phrase, that those type of women and those types of men will say.

Cause I think it’s bullshit!

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

From the office of KenNitro: There is no good music

So there is no good music out there. Seriously, this summer has been the worst period for new music, so what I am going to do is give my readership some good stuff to jam out too when you want to get down with something that isn’t auto-tuned up or stuffed with swag and any other new term everyone in the music industry is using to pimp their played out agenda’s on a suspecting up apathetic population.

First up we have an all time favorite top five on anyone with a diversified musical taste a man that needs no introduction. So I am going to give you three of my favorites.

Henry Rollins.







Now, that man knows how to get a message across to his.

Next up, is a mix. Of Apathy, Esoteric, and Celph titled. They all have solo careers but they and some others are apart of two super groups Demigodz and Army of the Pharaohs. What is cool about these cats is that they and a few other groups are attempting to keep hip-hop legit, and not this pop-hop that is all to dependent on a hook and a beat. Also, I did Apathy's ability to rhyme over 80's rock remixes effortlessly, Celph Titles skillz at consistently finding the most hardcore way to describe how many guns and what he is going to do with them.

Enjoy







Eso is also strong enough to hold a track on his own as well as handle ALL OF DEF JUX...yeah I said it.



Celph completely DOMINATING this track with no regard for human life



Switching gears, I personally enjoy anything by Kool Keith, Dr. Octagon, or any of his persona's.

This is one of my all time fav's right here, and it is also on my playlist simply entitled "Baby"



Here is some Kool Keith, don't get him confused with Dr. Octagon



Dr. Dooom. Now this was back when No Limit basically had the whole rap game on lock, a few rappers out there had the balls use satirical no limit(esque) album covers.



It is very important that you do not get the three mixed up and confused.

Wow, so this is a short glimpse of what is in the file folder called "Music" on my hard drive. So I hope you enjoyed this, if not, listen until you like it!

I'm pretty sure I may have another one of these again, but I am going focus a little bit more. Here is a hint

Thursday, July 30, 2009

Wise & Proper: The Best Clothing Line Ever





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For women her clothing enables its owners an experience of class and sophistication that celebrates the feminine form. These clothes are chic, yet still leave something to the imagination. For men, we now have an all around winner for all things involving gifts ranging from birthdays to apologies and all things in-between.

Currently her designs are available at over nine boutiques in the Vancouver –British Colombia area. Soon her website http://www.wiseandproper.com/ will have an online store available so that people worldwide can experience the dream that she is living.

With education and world experience, Elizabeth Law has larger plans for Wise&Proper,
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http://www.wiseandproper.com/

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Frontline Vol.9: I can't make this stuff up

So, this past Saturday I decided to check out the new bar in Carrollton “The den” with my buddy Dolph, this bar is like most others of its kind: Booze, a band, an assortment of women from scary skinny to scary over weight and then any combination of the two with prison tats and missing teeth. Nothing to out of the ordinary, but I digress

I sat there drinking a pitcher with Dolph and our insanely gorgeous friend Gina whom was already there laughing and catching up on summer adventures in the weeks since the mansion closed. Since that lovely establishments closed its doors everyone has been struggling to find a place to lose the loves that they have and find new ones…at least for the evening at least. None the less, I always enjoy hanging with the bar crowd, hell they made a show about it (cheers reference).

So anyway, there are this townie’s that fancy themselves as a dance group. AS IF. At most they are a group of guys that come to the bar to not drink but demand space on the dance floor with the promise of cool dance moves, when all I have seen is a bunch of shake dancing and ticking…. They have one legit b-boy in the group but that is about all they have. So as we are discussing the above mentioned one of the bartenders comes over and advises us that “It is soooo about to be on”.

What’s about to be on?

This was the question on my mind, lately I am all about watching bouncers do their job and cosigning the bravery involved in wrestling drunken adults to the ground, but this was so not what “it” was. What it was has no real explanation, and I have to qualify this before I go any further by saying this:

You know me, I say a lot of funny things, but this shit I cannot make up.

The answer to the above question was that the group of guys dancing was in fact beefing with another group of dancers because….WELL WHO GIVES A FUCK REALLY

But, apparently they use to be one crew and there was a split and now there are two groups and they don’t like each other and they could get to fighting. I looked over the bartender at the two guys dancing on each other and only two words came to mind.

That’s gay.

So, the sociologist came out and it was time for my favorite game. Participant Observation with control factor KenNitro, I wanted to see just what all this beef was about and how could a guy that was vogue(ing) and another guy that was popping and locking could find a way to actually start fighting. So as I stood on the edge of the circle I realized that I need to get in with this core group…

What could I do?

I had limited options of space and I’m not equipped to handle a b-boy outside of the 1st round, I didn’t have a partner to put their hands under my arms from behind and do jazz hands while I move my head from left to right, no one was c-walking.

Ladies and Gents, I was in the shit! I am out there in the circle with no way out but my wits and my mad skills that I got from every 80’s dance movie. So I did what any one would do.

I did the bill cosby.

Oh, you don’t know what that is? YOUTUBE ACTIVATE!!!!!!



Well…Gina pulled me out but the fact still remains

Men in dance groups that are beefing with other men and Va jay jay are not a factor in it is gay…or at least fairly odd.


To think, I was all but done with the frontline series. I guess I needed another bar to go to.

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Han-gul people in Migu

I had a great conversation about one of my favorite topics


What I would do if…

This time the if was what if the Korean people that I know and love were to come visit me in the U.S. what I would do to keep them entertained. I imagine the first thing I would do is pick them up from the airport and take them out to get some Korean food. I assure you, that would be the last Korean meal they would have, but it would reassure my guest that there is food available is everything else disagrees with them.

First we would go to the Georgia Aquarium,http://www.georgiaaquarium.org, It is the largest one in the world with over with over 8 million gallons of water and whale sharks!!!! Depending on the persons attention span for sea creatures this could take up the better part of the day, but luckily there are tons of things to do at night.

Now since we are already in the downtown area, we might as well stop by the “World of Coke”www.worldofcoca-cola.com , here my Korean guest would learn the history of such a wonderful creation such as coca-cola and there they will learn to hate the vile pepsi and all of it’s evil offspring. I have never been here, so it would be an adventure for all involved, I think things are more fun that way.

No trip to the ATL can even begin to be had unless you go to The Varsity, www.thevarsity.com, the food is guaranteed to fill up your guts and destroy them all at once, but it’s about the adventure, so even though the food is horrible for you it still taste good going down.

Also, a visit to little five points, , it is a place that kind of exists in its own world, unlike any that you have seen. Who’s homeless or hipster is a game that I like to play while there, but there are tons of shops that have things you really couldn’t find anywhere else. Awesome restaurants www.l5p.com, even cooler bars surround you. Even just walking around is entertainment enough.

Centennial park, www.centennialpark.com, is also a gym of the city of Atlanta, there is always something to do and it is most likely always free. It is an awesome place to people watch and any visitor would have awesome time taking pictures and things of that sort.

What would a trip to Georgia be without going to a Braves game, http://atlanta.braves.mlb.com/index.jsp?c_id=atl people put their lives on hold to watch this team play and the game is only half of the fun. Seeing it live you get to participate in events such as the Dance “Cam” where if the camera is on you, you have to get up and dance. The real game is to see how long you can keep the dance camera on you. Oh, and it is a site to see. As well as the Kiss “Cam”…well you get the picture

Now before we leave ATL, we got to go to the strip club. That would be an event within itself, showing my Korean friends some of the intrinsic differences between Booking rooms in Korea and Strip Clubs in the U.S. Then I would take it a little further and bring them to Strokers, www.strokersclub.com, or Magic City, http://magiccity.com, to give one aspect of Atlanta.

Now of course, I would have to bring them to Carrollton, in order to visit the place where I live, which would be more important to my guest than me(ask anyone that lives here). Here we would visit the university that gave me the piece of paper that enabled me to leave the country and teach in the first place The University of West Georgia, www.wesga.edu, and then we would venture to the square hopefully on a happening evening and demonstrate how the bar scene is really “Same Same, but Different” in the U.S. Of course, whomever that is with me will be immensely popular because they will be completely exotic to all those around and will spend lots of time answering dumb questions like, “Are you from North Korea?” and “How would you say my name in Korean?”(ok I made the last one up, but you get it).

Friends from abroad can’t the whole picture until you come to south Georgia, things are way different and a lot slower, and the air is better too, so a mini road trip would be in order to Waycross, Ga . Here not only would they be able to see where I lived, but I could seriously take them to see things such as an “American” farm and GATORS!!!!

That is right, I said GATORS, and Waycross has a national wildlife refuge called the Okefenokee Swamp. It is 700 square miles of un fragmented intact wilderness. People come from all over to camp, Kayak, and site see in this place. The kicker is that live gators still walk around, not trained by any means, but they are use to people walking around. Seriously, these gators roam freely through the park and this is what really gives the park something that other places like it don’t, A CHANCE YOU COULD DIE!!!! A person really can’t buy that anywhere else.

I think I have the site seeing covered.

As far as food goes, there are thousands of different places to eat, but I know of a few industries that we would have to partake of in order to truly give my guest a trip to remember.

BUFFETS!!!!!!!

Yes, I don’t know who invented it, but I am sure Georgia perfected it, there are so many of them , a person could be over-whelmed by the aspect of ALL-YOU-CAN-EAT. So a person has to have someone with them to guide them, and that would defiantly be me!

We would have breakfast at Golden Corral, www.goldencorral.com, the breakfast here is completely off the chain! They make Omelets right in front of you will everything you could ever want on them. The food display is also done very well and the servers almost make you forget that you actually had to go and get the food yourself this place is kinda of like V.I.P.s, except that you don’t have to buy a set in order to truly enjoy it.

After that, we would go work it all off at a gym somewhere, while I know I can eat buffet food all day and not break a sweat, My guest may feel the need to burn off some calories, because the carbohydrate load starts at CiCi’s Pizza, www.cicispizza.com. Unfortunately, there is no sweet potato on pizza’s in the U.S. but they have just about everything else and pizza is really expensive in Korea (at least I thought so),so an opportunity to gorge oneself on such things is always appreciated.

Wing night, MAN (and women), weekly put their issues aside for one thing, WINGS!!!! This would be great for the guys because they would be able to do some participant observation of a really big part of male culture in the U.S., the consumption of large amounts of wings and beer! Every man worth a damn has a story of how they ate more wings than anyone else or at least how they tried too. And now, you will too!

Sushi, this delightful dish is aplenty in the ATL and I have two places where I eat on the regular Hong Kong on Mondays for the dollar sushi night and Rusan’s www.ru-sans.com (this is the Nashville restaurant, but it is the same everywhere). It is the loudest sushi place ever and they have an all you can eat buffet for a few hours every day. The deal is that you have to eat the rice. You can even purchase a set of chopsticks that you can leave there for when you come back.

Of course there will be other meals involved, but these are the ones that my friends would have to have in order to get the full experience.

And to End the trip, we would do the only thing that could really end this trip, SIX FLAG, www.sixflags.com, Now I have been to songdo and I have rode the Viking, but I promise you the experience of outdoor rollercoaster’s at this location will be worth it. This would defiantly be an all day event because my friends would want to ride everything at least twice.

Now, if my guest happened to be some of the beautiful ladies that I met while abroad, then I imagine that I could take off the strip clubs or NOT, you know I’m flexible.


So this could be the KenNitro vacation package that changes your life. Now, I know I have friends literally all over the world(non-korean) and I don’t want you all to feel left out either, I promise if you come and visit me all this and more could be yours!

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Frontline VOL 8: Trapped in the Matrix

Wow, three blog post in one week. I’m just saying, normally I try to spend some time out in the field doing some participant observation in order to get something to write about, but to be honest I can stay in and just read the paper and see that the world is fucked seven ways from Sunday, and I don’t think any sane person can disagree with me.

You know I was reading an article that someone wrote about the inherent differences between Stallworths DUI murder and Michael Vicks Ultimate Dog fighting league. The technicalities come out like thieves in the night when you get lawyers talking about the differences in the two cases.

Here is one excerpt:


“"It's hard to compare apples and oranges," …"You're dealing with two different systems. You're dealing with a federal system in Vick's case; you're dealing with the state system in Florida."


Can I go on record and say that in Florida a DUI is a second degree felony with most people getting at least 10 years for every death. And we all know that federal cases are a much better route to run than state ones

NOT!!!!!!!!!!

Seriously Michael Vick’s case was a federal court and he still got more time that what normal people get for a DUI in state court.

Sure, I will go so far as to say that with money comes privilege, but to have such a blatant show of the power of the dollar still astonishes me. He killed a man and cut a deal that keeps him out of jail and the family suing him in civil court…for an undisclosed amount of money. The best part of the whole charade is that the media keeps harping on the fact that his 15 year old daughter wanted the whole thing to be over with.

So far, we got one man with a death of a human and he gets 30 days in jail and an undisclosed paycheck

Ok, so what’s next

A woman in Minnesota is being forced to pay out 1.9 million for downloading music? Seriously the RIAA is still upset about people being able to try before you by music. First off, there is no good music going around right now, so how can stealing garbage be a crime. Second, the average person may make a million dollars over their lifetime so I have no idea where the beast is going to get the other 900k, and third, this is the best part

The stupid songs are only 99 cent on Itunes in the first place.

Then we got PETA.

You know, I am ok with people doing whatever they want, as long as they do it with sincerity and consistency. What I don’t get is PETA crawling up the President’s ass over swatting a fly and chuckling about how awesome it was to be able to do that. Seriously, the president is answering questions about N. Korea and the cache(supposed)of chemical weapons, our struggling economy, the Asian chicks in N.Korea jail, and who knows what, and PETA finds it necessary to complain about that? I went to PETA’s website and I noticed that there was jack about the cat killings in Florida on their message boards, and I even checked the first five pages. No, I didn’t look until I found one, because this story is so new it really should jump at you.

Instead there is link to a Michael Vick article about how they don’t think he is truly remorseful for what he did, and that he is in fact the scum of the earth blah blah blah

Meanwhile the guy who actually killed a human being is going to be speaking to kids about how sorry he is for what he did.

Does anyone else see something wrong here.

Sources

http://bleacherreport.com/articles/200407-donte-stallworth-vs-mike-vick-its-better-to-kill-people-than-dogs

http://www.cnn.com/2009/CRIME/06/18/minnesota.music.download.fine/index.html

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/31422688/ns/us_news-weird_news/?GT1=43001

http://www.examiner.com/x-5919-Norfolk-Crime-Examiner~y2009m5d21-Like-most-criminals-Michael-Vick-is-only-sorry-he-got-caught

http://www.peta.org/index.asp

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Frontline Vol 7: I Can't Call it

I like to think that I am above the craziness off the world we live in…just like everyone else in the world. So if I think I can’t be effected by the world around us, then I am sure we all think the same thing, which means we are all wrong as fuck.

Plain and simple, folks are still seriously trapped in the matrix and anyone willing to proclaim that the emperor has no clothes is locked away in the deepest darkest dungeon with the key lost like a prom dates virginity…a year ago.

I have two things to exhibit the first is a story that I found on CNN about a kid who has been arrested for killing cats in the Miami-Dade county area.

http://www.cnn.com/2009/CRIME/06/15/florida.cat.killer.arrest/index.html

Now, before anyone here jumps the gun, I don’t support the reckless killing of any animal (ask me about hunting when you get a chance). But I hardly think calling this guy a “serial killer” is hardly appropriate. To call this kid a serial killer puts him in a category with the likes of John Gacy, Jim Jones, Ted Bundy, and the multitude of lesser known serial killers.

I seriously doubt that the killing of kittens qualifies him for such a title or punishment by our justice system

“He could face a maximum of 158 years in state prison if convicted on all counts, said Terry Shavez, spokeswoman for the state attorney's”

Really?

Did I seriously read this correctly? Hell O.J. didn’t even get that much and they had to wait to catch him fuck’in up before they were able to get him for the murders that he was aquitted for.

158 years!!!!

Brian Nichols Showed the world that he will go to jail when he damn well pleases and killed 5 people on the way to his surrender and he just got life

158 years

Michael Vick was actually fighting dogs for profit and he is already out and regardless of what anyone says all he has to do is perform as if it never happened and he will be forgiven

Don’t believe me, I got two words for you: Kobe Bryant

He went from being guilty of rape to being guilty of getting caught cheating on his wife

158 years!!!!!!

Now in another area of Miami this is going on

http://www.cnn.com/2009/CRIME/06/16/florida.nfl.player.plea/index.html


So let me make sure I got this right. This guy was drunk and hit someone with his car and killed him. And he was able to plea down 15 years to 30 days in jail, revoked drivers license for life, 2,500 dollars to MADD(mothers against drunk driving), eight years probation, and an undisclosed settlement to the family of the victim.

If I am reading these articles correctly a man has lost his life and his family has lost a brother, husband, and father, and some family’s have lost their pets and while traumatized by the loss they still are able to go and get another animal eventually. Then again, the humans were actually able to put a price on their loss.

Honestly, if the science is correct, then they caught this kid before it was too late, before he went and actually took a human life. There is still hope for him, somewhere in this bizarre world there is a help group and medicine cocktail that will keep all unsuspecting kittens and possibly people from being under this kids knife. The other guy is going to be able to tell other people about how this mistake has affected his ability to drive a car for the rest of his life, and how he is inconvenienced with additional drug testing for the next dozen or so years.

Go figure

Frontline Vol 6: BACK IN THE WORK FORCE

So six or seven months back from Korea and I finally found myself a job. There is a saying that has been around for years or so that goes, “Desperate times call for desperate measures” and they are right, but I think that sometimes people lose sight of what that really means. My family, whom I love with all my heart honestly would have been content for me to work at a fast food restaurant. Under the guise of the above mentioned ideal.

Seriously, WTF

This is what I know:

I am smart, ambitious, industrious, and patient. I have a wealth of experience in real world and academia and I have a real world understanding of myself worth.

What all that means is that there are just some jobs I am not going to do because on the hiring end I would be considered “Over qualified” and on my end I would consider myself “above” it. Now, don’t get me wrong, I love my peoples working at such culinary nexuses such as Burger King, McDonalds’, and Wendy’s, and I support them by purchasing items off the 99 cent menu whenever possible.

But I am not going to work for you.

I think that even in this economic downturn a person should choose wisely the odd job they take. Unless you have a plan, you can probably see yourself working at a job of your own choosing for at least 2-3 years before you decide to move on to something else. So I would suggest that you find something that you would not resent showing up to work to. After all, if you cannot come to work with the plan to do the best job possible, then you should find a job that you do.

Let me switch gears, now I know what I said about not working for food service, but sometimes life makes you a hypocrite and I recognize that as well as anyone. I almost went back to Airtran. Now, I left that company to seek my fortune elsewhere, I left people that I know were happy to see me leave, people that were sad to see me go, and people that were envious of my ability to get up and leave the country. Oh, there are also the people that could have given two shits.

But if I went back to that place, what would have been the point of leaving in the first place? So even in the face of personal financial disaster, you have to push forward. I can’t work any old job, and I know there are hundreds upon thousands of people that feel the same way about their resume’s and work history.

I say to these people, “Keep your head up”. Take a day here and there to lament to yourself your woes, have a good cry every now and again, it cleanses your soul. Hell, take a day off from the job search. But don’t give up.

Am I doing what I want to be doing? No I am not, but now I have the ability to continue looking for what I really want to do with the comfort of a paycheck, without the resentment of working a job that I believe to be “beneath” me.

Go figure, I guess you can have your cake and eat it too…eventually.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Kenneth and Korean Kulture vol 12 : Holy Reverse Culture Shock (repost from myspace)




Look at this picture and tell me what you see. Looks like a club right. Looks like your average Saturday at anywhere USA right.

WRONG



This shit is happening in Bucheon South Korea.



AND I DON'T LIKE IT.



Well that is not fair, I actually wasn't ready for it. This bar is called Rhythm and Booze and it is nothing that you would expect from a western bar in Korea…because these people got it right.



Most "western" bars in Korea have a cowboys and Indians type of theme going on and the décor is almost always wood and the beer selection is always shitty and but the thing is, these types of bars are their(Korean people's)interpretation of the American bar scene while at the same time keeping it as close to the Korean social dynamic as possible. This place on the other hand had everything that a person that just got to Korea or a person that has never been to the U.S. would need for a jolt of American culture straight in your face!



Over crowded



Hot



Overpriced drinks



And for what is certainly going to be the hardest thing for me to get over when I get back to the states, which is the first thing I was surprised about when I got here. This place had a line to get a fucking drink.



Really, that shit got on my nerves for real. Call me spoiled, but the places that I frequent here have buttons on the table. You press the button and the server comes over and takes your drink order and brings it to you. Real fast too! I have actually been in bars where it is crowded and when I press the button I still get my drink really fast.



Needless to say, there were no buttons on the tables, but you had everything else. A shitty cover band, people smoking all over the place, old creepy dudes looking at the hot Asian girls, young creepy dudes, looking at the hot Asian girls.

And it was fucking loud.



When I saw what this place was I realized that I wasn't ready for this. And when I get back home there are prolly going to be a lot of things that are going to hit me all of a sudden and I am not going to be ready for. I think I am going to need like a halfway house or something.



Now when I go to places like Itawon or Hongdae, I expect this kind of atmosphere, I expect to see a bunch of drunk foreigners acting rowdy. Honestly I think places like that are strictly designed for that kind of behavior. Seriously, Itawon was buit for Waygookins and that is why it has such a bad rap for fighting, crime, and prostitution(well crime in the Korean sense of the word) Now bringing that kind of party to other places in Korea require some work and some effort, and paying off the right cops.



No really, cops are sooooooooo fucking dirty over here, but that isn't the point.



Actually what makes hongdae and Itawon different and ok is the amount of Koreans present at the clubs. This one had non Koreans, only the Gyppo's(Koreans that have lost their citizenship due to immigration or adoption). Not that that means anything, but you can be assured that the western club scene is not what the normative Korean would consider fun. I think that as more Koreans meet other waygookins clubs like this will become more popular. Where else will the korean people learn to do things like the "Stanky Leg" and what not



I don't think I am going back there…well maybe….I dunno.

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Frontline Vol. 5: Let me put you up on some game.

Now most blogs I write are about my observations not advice. Mainly because I think people generally deserved to be laughed at as often as possible. Right now, I am feeling all sorts of generous inside and I am going to give some good advice on shit that comes up on my radar on the regular.

Bar Fighting

While bouncing, I had my fair share of “work related incidents” and I believe have a sure fire way of serving up beat downs with little repercussions from the boys in black. Now, keep in mind this advice is not about how to avoid but how to succeed in fighting in the club without getting sprayed with mace or beat up yourself.

1. Tell the bouncer about the guy you are going to hit

Now this on the surface only looks like a bitch move. What this does is create the image of you not wanting to cause trouble because you told the bouncer. Now the bouncer will almost immediately go and approach the individual and make some small talk in a non accusatory tone and non-verbally establish the fact that he is in fact watching you.

2. Get in the above mentioned face.

See, now this move is important because you have already established that you have a problem and the bouncer has all ready non-verbally said he is watching the guy you plan on hitting. You all will be separated and threatened with being thrown out if you keep up with the bull shit. Now this is where you back up, cause after all you want to maintain the rapport, that you have cultivated with the security.

3. HIT THAT MUTHAFUCKA!!!!!!!

Seriously, if you wait five minutes or twenty-five, the bouncers have been watching the whole time and they all will wait for the shit to go down instead of stopping it before, so you seriously have at least fifteen to twenty seconds and if you need more than that for a club fight, I suggest you stop reading right now.

4. Stop when they show up

This is where people fuck up royally. You are not going to win against the bouncers, and you will lose any good standing you had with them. So the best bet is to stop. Lets be honest, if you follow this to the letter the guy you hit will not have a chance to hit you back. Now, feel free to yell shit like “I TOLD HIS ASS” and “I TOLD YALL WHAT I WAS GON DO” etc.

5. Leave Immediately
Cops that are not in the parking lot will take at least ten to fifteen minutes to arrive, so if you are gone before then guess who is not going to jail. Also, if you are in fact leaving, then they are not going to touch you. Matter of fact, you can continue to talk shit, buy saying stuff like “DON’T FUCKIN TOUCH ME” and “DON’T PUT YOUR DAMN HANDS ON ME” because in the end, you are merely attempting to leave under your own authority.

Seriously, you didn’t think you were going to stay? You only get to stay when you are friends with the bouncer previous to them being bouncers.

Seriously, follow this to the letter and unless you have no hand craft whatsoever, you will be an unstoppable force in the bar fighting scene without the reputation for being a trouble maker.

FACT


Moving on, lets say for some strange reason the above written guide did not work for you and you are in fact being beaten or dragged by bouncers you need something to fall back onto to make sure that you take as little punishment as possible.

1. Yell out loud that you are bleeding

See there is a distinct difference between having blood get on you and knowing that a person is bleeding. Most bouncers deal with the scum of the nightclub/bar scene on a daily basis and believe that most of them are hotbeds of communicable diseases, and they are probably right.

2. While they are all grabbing you, say you have an STD

From a young age we are all taught that cooties are bad. Well that is still the case, and herpes is easily the worse set of cooties that two circles and two dots can’t protect you from. So if you are in a fight with security, just utter these words, and watch them back right off.

Those are pretty much your best options for receiving the least amount of punches to the dome. Most people make the mistake of saying other things like “Do you know who my dad is” and “I am going to call the cops” and all sorts of stuff that is really doesn’t mean shit.

So there you have it, the best most efficient way to cause trouble and not have to suffer the consequences.

*about the author

Kenneth “KenNitro” Graham has worked in security for longer than he wants to remember and has vivid memories of being paid late and not enough mostly. Sure you get to get in the parties free, but so what! Either way, I have seen stuff that was stupid and some that was just awesome, as it relates to people trying to punch other people. Do this at your own risk. If it works, I won’t be surprised, if it doesn’t, it is prolly because you are a dumbass!

deuces

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Frontline Vol. 4 : small detour from the norm

Normally my blogs are about what I have been witness too in social situations involving the kaleidoscope of human emotions and interactions that are lubricated by drugs, booze, and the continuing quest for sex. These things by themselves provide limitless material for me to write about, but my own personal stress has been too much to even laugh at those that truly deserve it.

I have been home for about five months. In that time I have been experiencing which was my greatest fear about being back home.

Not really having anything to come home too.

Seriously, save a few personal goals that have been placed on the back burner due to some personal issues, there is little on the larger scale that keeps my person here in the U.S. For one, it is damn near impossible to get a job.

Now I personally think that because I have a degree as well as a wealth of personal and professional experience, I shouldn’t have to work for peanuts. And by peanuts I mean the rank and file, cannon fodder, grunt work that I went through to get where I am today. The crazy part is that I want to work. I have hunted for jobs everyday for the last several months and to tell you the truth it is very hard to just give up and say, “Come and get my car! Who cares about my credit card and score” Seriously, the way things are going it WON’T even matter.

You know, whenever I get in a financial rut, I tend to buy myself something. At least something that I can look at and say “Well at least I got this out of the deal”. Honestly, I am a big fan of buying gifts for myself, I think it is healthy to treat yourself to some product of your hard work and money.

I haven’t.

I haven’t because I can neither afford it nor justify it.

Wait, I am digressing.

Truth is I have spoken to staffing agency’s friends, friends of friends, every internet job board and so on, and I have come up with NADA! I have even actually spoken with people and the question is

“So when can you start”

My response is always, “Right now”

Is that the right answer? I have been told that the truth is always the best route but hell, I guess it can be downright scary. Want to know something else that is scary? The unemployment rate in Georgia is 9.3 percent in Florida it is 8.6. Alabama a whopping 7.8 and Tennessee is 9.1

Wyoming has the lowest rate(cnnmoney)with 3.2 percent.

Am I going to have to move to Wyoming? Give me a fucking break people!

Long story short, it is bad all over.

People are moving back in with family and everyone is watching the auto industry and insurance companies beg the government for money when the people themselves are starving. I watch politicians with their own agenda’s cut their noses just to spite their faces just to maintain favor in their political party. I see people; the uniformed from all sides of the political spectrum take what little info that is correct on the news and run with it as if it is the gospel itself.

Everyone looks to put the blame on someone. Everyone on Capitol Hill is looking to be in place when President Obama fails or succeeds in his endeavor to save our economy from the state that it is in. Meanwhile, Former president bush sits quietly probably ashamed at how he left things. I have always been told that you should leave things better than how you found them…

So what am I to do? I can’t stay where I am forever and hoping for the best is…well hoping for anything in life at this point is just plum dumb.

Maybe I will just become a cop, get corrupted, make a bunch of money, and move to Costa Rica?

Well…it is a thought.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Frontline Vol 3: It is what it is, but what exactly is it

You know, I think I was on that whole, “it is what it is” bandwagon from jump, but for the most part I don’t think people know exactly what it is, before they knew what it in fact was. I think I have figured it out. Now the trick is making sure everyone around you finds out at the same time.

Last night, I think I saw a glimpse of it all.

At the bar that I frequent, there is a woman, a very beautiful woman. This lady always has a smile and a kind word and a blindingly bright set of bling on the left hand second finger from the pinky. Now, I am sure I have mentioned how fragile the male ego is, and I am almost certain I have seen her explain to people that she is married in a manner that can be more understood by watching a new mother put her child gently inside of a crib.

Of course there are the rumors, but I think it is mostly wishful thinking. I think everyone gets their eyes wide open whenever an above average female talks to you and actually listens, even if she isn’t you wouldn’t know it, but this apart of the charm and they can’t see that reality is a pothole on their road to achievement. It is, in fact a trip. I think that is almost all the time what it is, just a trip. The trip itself is that she has already chosen, and it surely will not be one of us. I get it.

Now, the only thing that is better than her entrance is truly her exit. Lawd, Lawd, you have not seen an exit. The same smile, take cares, hugs, everything that a man wants to hear from a woman that he hopes to see again in hopes that next time will be the time.

But I saw it, I saw what no one else wanted to admit, I saw what happens in asia all the time, and understanding what it is, is the key. I think this lesson that I picked up while traveling is what separates my own personal classification of women and girls and men and boys.

If you read Frontline Vol. 2, you can see and example of what it truly is not. If you haven’t read it take some time too.

Now, on this day different from any other, her husband accompanied his lady to the bar. There was no change in her swagger and her consistency in that sense only adds to her overall desirability. As usual, she surrounds herself with the elite of the establishment, but at the same time still gives a welcome arm to anyone else that may be confident enough to come and start a conversation.

So we have a kind hearted disposition to add to her otherwise awesome attributes, what are these mere mortals to do? Personally I do not know, I can’t take everything in at once, but I can reach back to similar situations that I have either participated in or even observed and I can postulate this much.

Men will always look to establish a pecking order, if they don’t do it themselves the women will do it for them, fact not fiction, seriously did you pay attention to “The Mack” So at this point the game of one ups man ship, is going to be played but this time the judge and the prize are one and the same.

Normally speaking, this game than men play to establish the rank and file involves the retelling of manly feats to include but not limited to, amounts of alcohol consumed, the number of wings ingested in a set time period, people that have been assaulted because they were unaware of what the deal was”, and the ability to lift heavy objects. Generally a good time is had by all and everyone can leave with ego’s intact.

Now when you add a woman such as the one described, it does nothing but raise the level of the game, because some how, some way you have to make your feats seem far superior to those of your contemporaries, and everyone has the chance to be a winner, but there is only going to be one. This idea that there can only be one winner undermines the structure of the game itself and chaos ensues, and by chaos I mean all men involved in the game will sink to the level of having to criticize each other and mitigate everyone’s experienced in order to gain favor.

It is the first past the post in the truest since of the word.

Where is the husband in all this? He was present right? Of course! Well he was at the far end of the table speaking with other men about topics that he wants to talk about, casually trading smiles with his wife as they make eye contact. This went on for the better part of the evening, with people moving about the chairs going and coming, from a distance it looks like people having a good time, because that is exactly what is happening.

As the evening progressed, The Mister decided that he was ready to go, as he wrapped up his conversation with the men present he casually and confidently walk to the other end of the table where his wife was tapped her on the shoulder and said, “ I’m ready” or “lets go” or some other saying that a person would use to articulate that they are ready to leave, and you know what happened?

Sweetie, cut the conversations right there, gathered her personal effects and ever so gently gave a group goodbye where everyone felt like she was talking to them a little more than everyone else on that end of the table.

And like that, the game was over.

Grown men for the WIN! See grown men don’t feel the need to have to compete against others for something that already “theirs”. See, that’s what “ it” is, before the what of course. Knowing this before the situation keeps a person so far ahead of the game that you won’t even want to play.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Frontline Vol 2: Just cause it's nothin don't mean nothin

This is a repost from nov 25 2008. Normally, I would edit and add some changes or something to that effect, but it is still just as good.

Enjoy

So, I went out last night. It was 35 cent wings at the mansion and my friends were already there, it was an otherwise good time. Then the sociologist that I use to explain and sometimes create devious schemes popped out and good part of my night was watching a bad situation unfold. Here we go people. And I am talking to the guys here

YOU SHOULD BE THE LAST PERSON TO TAKE A BODY SHOT OFF OF YOUR GIRL.

Seriously, last night there were several different contest happening at the same time in real time and the above perspective gave me a better understanding of the whole thing, kinda like when you look at atlanta from a plane or a town from the top of a mountain.

Now the first contest was the normal ones you see at any bar, women attempting to show how desirable they are, these are normally done through dancing with each other, wearing provocative clothes, dancing on bars, etc. Today's event was the body shot. There was the one girl, nice body, but it wasn't what it was 3 years ago. But she has a punchers chance at being "the hot chick". So anyway she and her friends are having body shots with the bouncer, then the bartender, then each other, then other chicks.

Then one participant outside of the core group became a competitor. At this point the game was over, she has already won the title of "Totally Awesome bar skank" congrats, but that doesn't mean the game is over. See even though the new girl is a day late and a dollar short, she was still going to wait to have a body shot done off of her and gracious as any first place winner in any sport, she took one off of the runner up.

After the winner took her tribute the girls boy(friend) took one off of her too. Now the fun part happens. This other guy is trying really hard to have a body shot off of the runner up and the boyfriend from my angle of view did not appear to want that.

I'm just saying, if your girl is on the bar, waiting to have a shot taken off of here, and your behavior is anything other than "Shit man have at it", then you are going to have a problem. So this discussion appears to ensue between all parties involved. I couldn't hear only see, but this line came to mind so I want everyone to reflect on this. Matter of fact, relive the greatness which is Pulp Fiction



"... I mean you saying that a foot massage don't mean nothin, but I'm saying it does. I have given a million ladies a million foot massages and they all meant something, but we act like they don't but they do, and that is what is so cool about them..."(pulp fiction)

Can you dig that.

So now the second place runner up becomes the prize for the new competition. Now as we watch as this unfolds the girl comes down off the bar and as the conversation continues the boyfriend leaves the scene for some reason or another. This is what happens.

Not even 3 minutes pass and the other guy has the girl back on the bar and body shots were ordered. As the boyfriend emerged from the bathroom I believe he was in slight disarray, I mean he has been disrespected at this point, but from who. The girlfriend or the other guy? Well the other guy bought him a shot to drink while he took one off of his girl, so the answer's HER!!!!!

Guys don't get mad at their women about what they do with other men. They get mad at the men. That is just a fact and the subject of a different blog all together, but the boyfriend left the scene again and this time the boyfriend left the scene again. I was joined by a colleague of mine who added the information that the guy(not the boyfriend)has previous experience with the girl in question. So instead of the game called, don't rub your lips on my girl. It became the game of

"IS THIS YO GIRL!!!!!"Now what is interesting is that the girl went on to be further separated from her boy, by his own device. The boyfriend did the whole, I am just going to make you my friend move and started with another shot and conversation to keep this guy from his girl. Brilliant!

Now as we watched the two men actively participate in this game, I knew that it could seriously pop off at any moment. Booze is in the blood and manhood is on the line, and anything can turn into the catalyst that sets off the powder keg that has been brewing since the body shots.

At this point my friend and I got closer to the action, I love watching people fight, but I needed to get a closer look and low and behold, the other guy went on about how if that dude looks at him wrong again he is going to punch him in his shit. My colleague then went on to tell me that this person is a real can/will do kind of guy and that if it goes down it is going to be nasty.

Well as the night progressed to the end of the evening and I think everyone lost.

The boyfriend was accused of being a drunk ass and so he didn't get laidThe other guy didn't fare any better and I believe he didn't even get an updated phone number

Well she...Hell I think she blames herself.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Frontline Vol: 1.1: Culture shock therapy

First I want to say that this is actually a revised version of a blog written several months ago when I first got back to the states. Anyway, here you go

What do you know; I made it back to the states. Re-integration into American society starts at the airport.

FACT.

No really, I thought my head was going to explode due to the sudden rush of the ability to understand EVERY SINGLE WORD spoken by EVERY SINGLE PERSON. Now I have only been home a week and to be honest, people don't have much to say.

Well that is true, just not accurate, people have plenty to say, about themselves, other people, etc, but most of it is generally for their own benefit. Actions on the other hand will always be what either corroborates what your mouth says or becomes states evidence against it.

That’s what is real, I got back from korea and my friend nigel came and scooped me up from the marta station no problem. Not to mention some other things that Nigel has rode shotgun with me on. See, ACTIONS. Sure I should have called before I left, gave people my information and all that stuff that makes it easier for people to prepare for my return. Honestly, I wanted none of that. I didn’t want to be surrounded by a bunch of people, I didn’t want a party, I didn’t want fifty-leven people at the airport. I was so torn from being happy that I am home and being torn from my home I wasn’t in an emotional position to deal with everyone’s emotions, I wanted one thing

I wanted waffle house, seriously! One year, six months, 4 days and 18 hours later, the only thing I wanted was a waffle and a bacon, egg, and cheese sandwich. Oh Sweet Jesus, that meal at the waffle house would go on my top list of meals in no particular order that are the most memorable.

A few days later, I found myself on my big brother Jay’s couch. I don’t think I could ever repay the kindness that he and his wife Felicity have shown me over the last 10 years. I have been holding it down basically since I touched down because I didn’t have a job waiting on me when I got back. I force myself to not get comfortable and I make it my business to look for a job that can get me off of their couch.

Jay says, “don’t worry about it, stay as long as you want”.

See both he and Nigel’s actions corroborate the feelings of their hearts. See these men as well as the women that they hold close to them, and others in my social circle are on that frontline every day. Their actions validate their words and not the other way around. Hence the name of this series of blogs is all about the actions of people. Everything, under the title of frontline is all real filtered slightly to be read by the people from me. So sit back and enjoy FRONTLINE: Observations of an Expat…That’s BACK!