Shameless Self-Promotion: We The Voices
Once upon a time, a little black boy, with the help of his homey, decided to undertake an undertaking.
It was undertaking that was intended to be all about fun and knowledge…you may call it knowledgeable fun.
One KRS-One referred to it as edutainment.
That was our chosen specialty. Drop a little bit of knowledge, and then in the great words of one illustrious Lauryn Hill circa 1996:
“…then I add a motherfucker so you ignant niggas hear me…” ~ “Zealots”, The Score
Truer words have never been uttered. Or spoken. Or perhaps they are one and the same.
So it is with that inane introduction I bring to you the return of an online magazine, an e-zine if you will, whose sole purpose is providing edutainment and also doing it like we’re doing it for television.
Allow me to reintroduce the undertaking that had a serious run well over a year ago for a good 3 months:
It’s a subsidiary of Jackson G. Tickle Enterprises, LLC. And you thought it was a game, didn’t ya?
You know, originally, we had a lot of fun doing the site and a lot of great writers were involved. We had a strong run going and a readership. And a dandelion in the parking garage. But at some point it got to be a whole lot less fun than it started out as. It started to feel like a real job. So it’s run ended.
Well, the streets is watching, and as soon as I took it offline (or just stopped updating it), I got a whole heap of emails telling me how I was disappointing my fan base and how could I just let something like that fall to the side.
For fuck’s sake, Panama, what’s your problem?
Between those emails, and the random emails that come even still asking me what happened to it, and my friends who were both involved and just readers asking me what was up with We The Voices, myself and my partner in write decided to go on ahead and bring it back. Plus, we actually liked it. It’s hard work, but its hard work for a purpose.
Oh…and why are there dandelions in the parking garage?
So with that in mind, We The Voices is making its phoenix like return from the ashes very soon. We have a launch date and I’d tell you but then you’d expect me to actually MAKE that launch date causing me to have to kill you.
Not. A. Good. Look.
We’ve got a lot of the puzzle pieced back together, but I’m still looking for more writers. Which means that this little ad that I’m writing right now might show up at least once more. So here’s the spiel:
Are you an aspiring writer? Do you come to this website and perhaps laugh or snicker and think to yourself…you know, I think the same stuff? Do you believe in love and happiness?
If you answered yes to any of those questions and you’re interested in doing freelance writing for an upstart e-zine that has every intention of becoming a huge presence on the net (mostly because it’s a goal of ours…I want to be rich beeyotch) and potentially in the future in print, and you believe in edutainment and good-natured ignorance, please email me at:
panama@wethevoices.com
[***Sidenote: You see what gets written here. I'm not easily offended nor do I take myself too seriously unless the situation calls for it. I like to have fun basically. Don't come at me with no shit. I like to laugh and learn at the same time. I like edutainment. If you can provide that, hit me up.***]
I’m the HNIC and the Editor-In-Chief, and as such, I feel the need to let you know that if you so decide that you’d be interested in writing for We The Voices (and we’d love to have you), there are certain rights you have reserved. Follow me:
1. You reserve the right to be rejected.
2. I reserve the right to reject you.
3. You reserve the right not to take it personal.
4. I reserve the right to not give a shit if you forgo your previously reserved right.
5. You reserve the right to realize its business, not personal.
6. I reserve the right to reinforce that age old mantra.
7. You reserve the right to have fun with this…
8. I reserve the right to have more fun than you! I’m the HNIC!!!
We have interests in any and everything under the sun, from music, to social commentary, to health, whatever. So if you’re interested in anything from music to poetry, etc, feel free to holla at a playa. Remember though, you’re fuckin’ with a family man. We’re having fun, but we’re serious too. As in seriously trying to pop this off…like whatever the replacement is for Cristal!!!
From editorials to music reviews; from social commentary to advice columns; from pimpin’ to the penitentiary (I’m sure I stole that from somewhere), We The Voices is that shit.
We like crack in the ’80s.
So once again, if you’re interested in doing some freelance writing for an upstart e-zine, please email me. I’ll return all emails, unless you go asking me strange shit, in which case, I’ll call the proper authorities and then send out a Drop Squad on that ass.
The email address, one more time, is: panama@wethevoices.com
This has been a shameless-self promotion courtesy of the sexxiest man a live, Panama D. Jackson, HNIC, CEO, Editor-In-Chief
We The Voices…back like Lionel Richie!
Sweet Baby Jesus, the Voices are back! I’ve been patiently waiting for the longest time. Well, let’s see if I could be a guess writer… but the education part is goin’ to be tough.
This is straight up some of the smartest, funniest shit I have read in months. Just wanted to say it.