DENTradio Episode 12: TwitterNews Links

Hey HashtagMag’ers!

This week on DENTradio Episode 12 #TwitterNews in English kicks off 2011 with the strange death of animals in Arkansas and Japan’s love of Twitter.

The full story about the strange deaths of animals over the holiday weekend  was written up by @nytimes here For Arkanasas Blackbirds the New Year Never Came

I came across the @techcrunch‘s article Forget Apple Keynotes, Japan’s New Year Sets Record With 6,939 Tweets Per Second via @kylehase who is a Tokyoite with his finger on the pulse of all that is techie.

Make sure to check here for more details on TwitterNews each week.

Mata ne! – @ebonifiyah

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DENTradio Episode 11 – TwitterNews Links

Hey HashtagMag’ers!

This week on DENTradio Episode 11 Twitter News in English highlights a couple Best of 2010 tweets from @blackenterprise and @1Rick. Here are the links to the articles we mention!

@blackenterprise Gains & Losses of 2010: The Good, The Bad, The Memorable

@1Rick Japan Times Article “Living in Japan: There’s an app for that”

Make sure to check here for more details on TwitterNews each week.

#NowPlaying

Marsha Ambrosius, one half of Floetry, has been kicking it solo for a while now just released the third installment of her “Songs that make you want to have sex” #SexTape Series. Put these in a playlist for when you are spending time with that special someone or even the #winterboo.

Marsha Ambrosius - SexTape Series

Marsha Ambrosius - SexTape Series

SexTape Pt.1 http://snd.sc/bC7frr [Free Download]

SexTape Pt. 2 http://snd.sc/dl98MU [Free Download]

SexTape Pt. 3 http://snd.sc/frMx6y [Free Download]

If you haven’t secured your very own #winterboo yet save these tracks for when you do!


#NowPlaying

 

@ebonifiyah's iPod

I come across some good music via my Twitter feed so I want to share some of that goodness with the #hashtagmag family.  Welcome to #NowPlaying! I’ll share links for downloads including the Twitter source so you can follow some of the dope folks I follow too!

Check out these suggestions then come back to let me know what you think! K? K.

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Lookin’ Ass #tellemwhyyoumad

Disclaimer: I have a lot of Japanese girlfriends who date Black men. Some of whom probably won’t like what I’m about to say. But as my mom always tells me, “if it doesn’t apply to you then don’t take it personal.”

Now that we got that out of the way, let me get to the subject at hand.

I usually speak to Black folks I come across. Not always a verbal greeting but a glance, a head nod or a generic smile simply based on the color of that person’s skin. Yes, yes I do. But on the occasion that my greeting happens to be toward a Black man who is with a Japanese girl who looks like she just stepped out of a Nelly video…there almost always seems to be a problem with this acknowledgement.

This particular type of Japanese chick kills me because she is so busy eyeing me and what I’m doing that she can’t keep up with her man.  And while I’m arrogant enough to believe that I could probably have him if I wanted him, my glance or silent greeting is not intended to be a come on to her beau. It is born of a mutual respect that we are two Black people living in a foreign land and a sista just wants to say “What’s up.”  Period. Now this type of insecurity can be seen anywhere in the world but I’m in Japan at the moment so I’m going to address it from my current viewpoint.

You know the type of woman I’m talking about right? She’s the one sportin’ the latest Apple Bottom jeans and boots with the fur. She might even been seen wearing sunglasses in the club while performing the choreography from Ciara’s Ride video. This is the same chick who you have probably heard saying how much she’d love to have a half Black baby because they are so “kawaii” (cute).  She most likely speaks English with a little slang or even say the “N” word a time or two because her Beau thinks it’s cute.

I, on the other hand, do not think any part of it is cute and view it as a poor imitation of Black women and Black culture. As I said before, these types of girls exist in every non-Black culture. One of my good friends (who is White) calls White girls who act this way “Yo Girls”.  I think the term transfers quite nicely to the Japanese version as well.

Since there seems to be a bit of confusion, I’d like to share a little insight with the J-Style Yo Girls.

Here is @ebonifiyah’s list of 5 Things That Do NOT Make You a Black Girl:

  1. Dating a Black guy. Congratulations. Welcome to the club.  I’ve dated a bunch of them too! Keeping their wandering eyes occupied can be a full time job so I suggest you stop worrying about what I’m doing and work on keeping him happy.
  2. Having Sex With a Black guy. Please make a note: This is completely different from #1. I understand that your dating experiences may be limited so here’s a word to the (not so) wise…temporarily having a little Black in you does not by association make you Black.
  3. Overly Aggressive Make-up. We all need a little color in the winter but honey ease up on the stage make-up. The bronzing powder/tanning beds aren’t doing anything but making you look orange. The extra face you put on each day only confuses that poor man when you wake up looking completely different than the person he laid down with.
  4. Memorizing the Latest Videos.  I’ll admit it, having a bit of rhythm and possessing the ability to “hit your dougie” is impressive. Putting on a full show with your homegirls is fun but even your skill at “getting low” does not give you a Black card. Nope.
  5. Giving Birth to a Half Black Baby. I have repeatedly heard you all remark about how cute mixed babies are and that you’d love to have one but trust me, some extremely tough times come with all that cuteness. Motherhood will assuredly change life as you know it and the responsibility to teach a bi-racial child about their whole heritage is not something to be taken lightly. Caring for skin and hair that is remarkably different from yours, possible rejection from your friends and family, becoming a single mother (‘cause let’s be honest…some of the dudes you date won’t be around when it’s time to push) and dealing with a kid who may grow to have identity issues are just a few of the not so fun things about the brown baby you think is so cute.

Your Application Has Been DENIED

A fake ass orange-bronze tan, poom poom shorts and butt panties will never EVER make you a Black girl. #believethat

Love Letter in a Bottle

We’ve all seen those movies where a lovesick cast away is stranded on a deserted island with no means of communication. The poor soul, burdened with love and the possibility they will never kiss the face of the person of their dreams again, in a moment of desperation, writes a letter, stuffs it in a bottle, corks it and casts the bottle into the sea along with a wish that it reach the one they love. There is a reason that shit only happens in the movies. It’s not real life.

I had a super romantic, “love is all we need” relationship once. I trusted in the love we shared to be enough to sort out the rest of the world and then you know what happened? Reality hit. People got hurt. A decision had to be made. We went our separate ways. Together, just the two of us, we were perfect. We used to say that in a perfect world we were the perfect couple. But alas, we do not live in a perfect world.

My relationship failed but I don’t consider it a personal failure nor do I consider it a failure on the part of love. We got caught up in romanticism. Romanticism is a part of falling in love. I just didn’t factor in enough realism until it was already too late.

My advice to those feverishly writing epithets of love…Go ahead. Cast your love letter out into oceans but when it doesn’t come back to you, don’t give up on love. Just remember that staying in love requires equal parts realism and romanticism.