I Can Name That Tune in 3 Shots

50 Cent and the Game have decided to play nice.

The rappers put an end to their public feud Wednesday at a press conference at Schomburg Center for Research in Black Culture in Harlem, where they shook hands and vowed to declare a truce.
Tensions between the two erupted into gunfire last week and left one man wounded, after Fiddy booted the Game from his G-Unit posse, claiming his protégé had been disloyal to him.

As 50 Cent announced the Game's expulsion in an on air interview, the Game's crew rolled up to the building to seek retribution. Guns were fired outside and a member of the Game's posse was shot in the leg. No one has been arrested in the shooting.

Holy Shit!

I remember when I was a kid; you were either a Beatles Fan or a Rolling Stones fan. The really ‘hip’ kids were Who fans, the whole Mod vs. Rocker thing. At no point, do I remember a part of John Lennon’s “posse” pulling a piece and capping a member of the Stones entourage. (Clever references to gangsta speak…)

I could be wrong; but, hey, I have my moments of clarity.

Anyway, this is getting to be unbelievable. When did the size of your cap shooter determine who listened to what? These dudes are punks and at best, really bad criminals. I have a good friend who spent his life as a cop. He once told me that the reason you write “criminal” on the report is because it isn’t ‘nice’ to actually write “dumb shit.”

I think these clowns make this point all to well.

Ever watch “Extreme House Makeover”? It is a ‘feel good kind of show’ where those in need have a bunch of designers come into the ‘hood’ and rebuild a home for struggling families...sounds good in theory. It is one thing to help out a deserving family, but this show takes it to the extreme. Nothing says, “You are out of your frigging mind” more than this show.

Of course, there are families who need help, drive through any town or go by your local Food Bank. I am a strong believer in United Way and other such fine groups.

That being said, going into a depressed area and building a 5000 SQ FT house, complete with flat screen TVs in every room is somehow out of whack. It speaks to our need for instant gratification…the more Bling Bling, the better.

If you have not been able to manage life so far in a 3 bedroom rambler, how is “giving” you a million dollar house going to change your perspective on life and how to manage it?

Oh well, next week, “American Idol”, or how I skipped working for a career and just attended a cattle call…