…whatever the hell I want to speak on.

I’m Panama Jackson.

Love me.

Seriously, work has been whipping my ass like it’s 1827 and I’m in the middle of Virginia somewhere. This only happens three times a year, but I must ask myself this question:

If I work for the federal government, what the hell am I doing going to work on the weekend?

With that said, I’ve found myself wrapped up in lots of random thoughts ranging from Tookie to Tootsie Rolls. Allow me to share.

Actually, even if you don’t allow it, I’m going to anyway. I’m just that type of guy.

-RIP Richard Pryor. This man truly did it all. Anybody who burns half of his body free-basing and lives to tell (and joke) about it is alright with me. I know we’ve been kind of expecting him to die, but this one hit me like Luther’s did. I just really wasn’t ready for it.

-RIP Tookie…martyr you are not. However, it seems that the intended goal (though not the practiced goal) of institutionalization should be redemption. It seems that he turned his life around. Granted, I don’t know all the facts but when a man has managed to turn his life around and get nominated for two Nobel Peace Prizes I just don’t know if you want to have that on your Heaven resume. You off’ed a man that the international community has recognized as a peacemaker. Ahnold…God doesn’t like ugly…even Austrian ugly. Bottom line, I’m just not a big fan of the death penalty. The “system” has proven itself to be wrong enough times where it is quite possible that you are executing an innocent man…

…which Tookie was not. I mean, even if they’re wrong on the 4 he’s convicted for, he definitely has somebody’s blood on his hands. Hell, probably thousands of people’s blood. Hell, he’s indirectly responsible for Damon Wayan’s HORRIBLE acting job in the movie “Colors”. But isn’t life without parole punishment enough? Maybe that’s just me.

Onto more lighter things (and mostly music related)…

-Kanye West and John “My Arms Are Too Short To Play Piano With God” Legend were nominated for 8 Grammy’s, and Common was nominated for 4. I’ll be damned if Kanye hasn’t put his stamp on music this year. Even the white people are noticing. Asshole Kanye may be, but he does what he does well. He made Common relevant again, I think that’s good enough for a Grammy or two. Talk about dreaming the impossible dream…

-Speaking of Common, I think the video for “Testify” was a dumb ass idea. For one, hasn’t the “Usual Suspects” storyline been stretched a little thin thus far? For two, it’s one of the worst songs on the album and the story isn’t even that interesting. And for C, it’s not a single. Period. Why waste money on that video, which isn’t going to sell you anymore records…hmmm…you know what, I take that back. It didn’t even matter. Everybody who was going to buy Common’s album, has Common’s album. At this point, Common needs to just start a beef with a rapper, like…

-…this guy, Bow Wow. Come on down…fuckin’ idiot. Bow Wow, in the latest issue of XXL magazine has decided to publicly diss…

…wait for it…

…almost there…

…Dandelions In The Parking Garage. Coming Soon!…

…aww shoot, I broke a nail…

…Will Smith.

Yes that Will Smith. Even went out of his way to say that he could be a better actor than Will. Claimed that Will Smith was just a gimmick rapper and that he was a real rapper. *sigh* I don’t hate Bow Wow, but you have just qualified for one of the Most Ignant Niggas of 2005 because somehow, I think he believes what he said. Which makes him ignant. Delusional as well. For somebody who HAS to wake up every morning and thank the Lord for the fact that he is publicly linked to Ciara despite being 4′11″ and probably not even having her phone number, he sure is becoming a cocky little fuck. Especially since Will Smith has probably sold more albums than he has.

-I saw the absofuckin’lutely worst video of a shitty (”Get U Down”) song on vh1 soul the other day, courtesy of Warren G., Ice Cube, B-Real, and Snoop. Word to the gangsta rappers out there who might be reading this right now…fuckin’ stop with the gay ass peace/social commentary songs. Seriously. I have no problem with “We’re All In The Same Gang” style songs, but this one is just bad, on everybody’s part. Ice Cube needs to leave the hardcore facial expressions alone. I saw “Are We There Yet?”…you look more natural smiling bitch. Essentially, we don’t believe you, you need more people. Hell, Snoop just did his whole verse on his son’s football team and how he’s contributing to the community that way. Forget that other shit.

Best line of the song? Ice Cube talking about how black folks need to lay off the brown folks hating and wanting the “illegals” to leave Cali (i’m paraphrasing mostly because it’s a pain to listen to):

“Chill Mufasa, this was they casa”

I can only assume Mufasa was the name chosen to represent black folks. I hate Ice Cube.

-I stopped being a diehard Mary J. Blige fan after “Share My World.” I think Mary fans either love her entire catalog or stop at that album. There is no middle ground. I have her new album…I listened to it, and just went and listened to “My Life” again. My life (no pun intended) is just better that way. Hmm…that was an unintentional play on words. I’m educational even when I don’t realize it.

Panama for President in 2008: The Education President-Learnin’ niggas whether dey like it or not!

-I also have Jamie Foxx’s new album. Pretty good album. Never realized how consumed with sex this man is. Which puts him in the same category with roughly every current day male singer not named D’Angelo. Very new age album and catered to the under 35 crowd. Lots of sex and bedroom talk, evidenced by songs such as “Warm Bed” and “Can I Take You Home”. But somebody needs to explain to me what was up with zebra tattoo he’s sporting in the “Unpredictable” video. It makes me uncomfortable. I keep having nighmares of zebras running through Africa while Elton John sings “The Circle of Life”.

Hold.

Me.

-I hate Floetry. Thank you.

-I also have Anthony Hamilton’s new album. Get this album, when it comes out. I assume that purchasing this album contributes to the Get This Nigga A Haircut Fund. That is all.

-I finally saw Diary of a Mad Black Woman last week. I didn’t want to see this movie at all. I hate Tyler Perry’s plays and being a black man with black parents and family members, those damn bootleg DVDs get broke out at every family gathering of the past 2 years so I’ve seen enough of them to know I’d hate the movie. I was pleasantly surprised, notwithstanding that horrid hairdo Shemar Moore was sporting. Good googly moogly. And who the hell wears a bandana everywhere? In my heyday, I was notorious for rocking bandanas, but even I took it off to go out to eat at a nice place. Anywho, I enjoyed the movie and that nigga Charles made me want to cut him, but I’ll be damned if seeing Elise Neal acting in revenge didn’t make me want to cut her as well. So it’s even. Let me say, though I liked it, it wasn’t the best movie…but then again, I enjoyed Garfield, Are We There Yet?, and have seen Fat Albert a good 30 times…so take my opinion with a grain of salt.

-If you’re still reading this right now…sweet. The best song you haven’t heard is by a dude named Scar signed to Big Boi of Outkast fame’s Purple Ribbon label. He has a song on the Got Purp? Volume 2 album called “What Is This?” You need this song in your life. I promise.

-I think I’m the only person in America who really likes The Fighting Temptations. I watch it everytime it comes on. I just can’t get enough of Beyonce, bad weave and all. She is still Beyonce and that’s good enough for me. I even got the soundtrack. Hmm…

-I have recently realized how big a fan of choir oriented gospel music I am. That’s what pushed me over the top on Diary Of A Mad Black Woman. The last church scene where they were singing “Father Can You Hear Me?” I almost teared up, til I realized I’m a gangsta. I thusly went outside and robbed an old woman.

Finally…coming Friday, at Jackson G. Tickle Enterprises, a special treat…a question is finally answered. Tune in Friday and vote! You can get with this…or you can get with that…