Breaking the cycle

One of the great things I remember in my childhood was being able to wake up every morning and having my father in the house. It does take a village to raise a child but in the same breath it takes a man to raise a man. There are certain things that happens in a young man's life that he cannot talk about with his mother. In no way, shape, or form is that a slight on the single mother. the single mother has unfortunately become the only stable parent in a lot of our homes. That forces mothers to be fathers along with their motherly duties. This is a cycle that needs to be broken, the mothers should be applauded for our their work, but as men it is our time to take the reins as the heads of these households. My father and I are are ready to apply as much of our time as possible to help fill the void of absent fathers. Our vision is to be a stable male figure in the lives of these young men. We want to spar the mind of the children that will make a change in St. Louis for the better. Through our Barred but not Broken Foundation which focuses on the children of of incarcerated parents, and the programs we will implement to help male children in the greater St. Louis community weather their parents are locked up or not we will make strides to break this fatherless cycle and feel that void. We will need help so men of valour are welcomed to donate their time and effort to assist us. Lets do all we can to make our future bright through these children.

The Day

It is almost like the night before Christmas for a young child. The excitment grows so much that getting to sleep is nearly impossible. You go through you blueprint of pulling this off over and over again. It becomes second nature to you almost like you were programed to take on this daunting task from birth. Of course you are not of age to drive yourself to pull this maneuver, so the help of a driver is critical. No driver the plan doesn't get off the ground in the first place. The thoughts start circling your mind about is she going to wake up, isn't she? I know he wont wake up, he doesn't agree with the plan from the get go. If she doesn't wake up you will never forgive her, lol. If she does not wake up you will more than likely never talk to her again...ever. You toss and turn until 5 A.M. finally arrives. After 6 hard knocks on the door to their room and 10 dirty words from the HATER she emerges already dressed. You allow yourself to smile every so slightly knowing that their is still a lot of adversity ahead. What if you are to late, what if the mark doesn't come through on their end of the bargin, how many other people planned their capture too! You try as hard as you can to silence those doubts as you approach the drop point. The line is long but you find a in, the gate keeper summons you forward. Its your time, u make the exchange, you hold back your grin but as you see your partner in crime you hold up the prize and smile like you you are in a koolaide commercial. Your perfect plan came together, you have your first pair of Air Jordans........

My Buddy

I had a few friends growing up in St. Louis and that was all well and good with me. I never been the type of guy that needs to have a lot of guys around to have fun. Between the voices in my head, my Ninja Turtles, and my vivid imagination I was always good. It wasn't until the summer of 1996 when my buddy came into the picture and he hasn't left since. My father brought him into my life and I thank him for it everyday. I mean you too should remember the first time you heard The Chronic. The beats, the lyrics, the skits. I new from that day on I didn't have to rely on friends in and out my life because I had gangster rap. In 96 I wasn't ready for the stories that Biggie spat, or the political side of Pac. Dre came down to a level even I could understand, using the same stuff I heard everyday around the way walking home from school or to the boys club. Even my own home for that matter, the Davis men use a lot of four letter words in order to express themselves all the time. The feeling of listening to that tape(yes tape) on repeat was probably one of the best days of my life back then. The love of Hip Hop would not come until my soph year of high school, and with that came with music growth. 1996 will forever be embedded in my brain for the sounds of one Dr. Dre and the G Funk movement. That is all...

Pretty Woman

A great movie in American cinema came on last night. One of those movies where anytime it comes on I have to watch commericals and all. Its Pretty Woman.(pause) It got me to thinking about some of the women I have encountered in my life and I had to share. This may step on a few bunions but its just may take on it. If it happen to Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman I know it can happen to me. Some women really believe that they can run around and do whatever they want with all the men they please or strip and some rich ballplayer, rapper, actor, baller will look past them being promiscuous and find the girl next door that's deep inside them. To this I say look to another Julia Roberts great, Oceans 12. In this movie if you remember the daring plot involved Julia playing Julia in order to steal a egg. That's what a lot of these Pretty Women type of girls do as well... they play themselves. You play yourself if you believe in this fairytale because the .008% it really works out for is nothing compared to the 99.98888% that are left high and dry. Don't get me I know some women gone be like men do it all the time. They sleep with all the girls they want and then "settle" down with a girl unlike none they ever dated. Its a double standard and its not fair but that's life. I don't make the rules I just live by them. Now normally I am a advocate of not listening to dream crushers seeing the in NFL has brought all mine out the woods, but sorry! I cant let my sisters believe in this no more than letting Trey(best nephew ever duh) believe in Santa Claus. No fat white man with rosey cheeks gone come around the way let at nite sneak in and give free toys. Furthermore no man in his right mind gone wife a girl that been with the basketball team...JV and Varsity. Think about it ladies...that is all

Kids say the darnest things

My nephew is Anthony Dewey Davis III. He is the prequel to two great men and by all accounts of his early endeavours he will add to what his father and grandfather have done on this earth. The kid is the total package, hes handsome, funny, smart, and aside from his knock knees he got from his moms side of the family he looks to be a promising athlete. The first time I held him I fell in love. I just remember myself whispering in his ear as a infant that he is a price and that I got him. I new then the same as I do now that I wouldn't let Trey hit the ground even if i was falling myself. He my little killer.I am not a constant in his everyday life but video chat on the computers has allowed me to talk and see him more. Every time that kids says Uncle Jason I have a koolaide smile on face from ear to ear. He has become a little parrot, he repeats everything and we try and watch our Davis vocabulary around him. I use to joke with my brother that I wish IPhone had a App for seeing my nephew and low and behold Tony starts video chat with me almost everyday. I am anxious to see the maturation of young Anthony 3.

O Forreal?

Kayne this and Kayne that is all over the Internet today and rightly so I suppose in this modern world we live in, but when is too much attention enough. Was he out of line? Yes. did Taylor Swift deserve that in her moment? Of course not. Its a easy cop out to say that this was a mere case of Kanye being Kanye, but its not that serious. This wasn't the Oscars, nor the Grammys. This was the MTV VMA awards. I mean give me a break. Even the Oscars and Grammys are just awards shows at the end of the day. Its not the end of world for either of the parties involved. That's the right side of my brain, lets switch to the left. If I'm not mistaking the ruler of the free world was making a speech in front of not only our country other countries via satellite and was also interrupted! There was an out cry but it seems to me that the VMA uproar was far greater than this one. This is our President people give me a break. Sure Taylor went four times platinum, but she doesn't run arguably the strongest country in the world. I find that odd. We need to check where our priorities lie. And check all the NIGGERS being addressed to Kayne on twitter, its crazy. I sure as hell didn't see blacks calling the congressman and CRACKER for spazing on Obama, I mean at least not publicly. Some of you know how racist old black men are behind closed doors, but that's another blog another day. That is all...

How I stay faithful in a room full of .........

Man is a hunter. In all man does it is based on instincts passed down form generation to generation. We have a need to sow our manly seeds at a rate that would make a bunny rabbit blush. We condition our minds like this for years that the more women you lay with the more of a man you are. The inevitability will happen one day and cupid will shoot us all through the heart with his poison tip love arrow. That one girl, that one your parents love and you homeboys don't mind much. Sure they say you are whipped, but for the most part they see the positive change she has brought along in you and they approve. The question is when you tie the knot is it game over? I mean, for years you have been out in the wild as a young predator that had his style of trapping down to a science. You finally got it just right and its time to settle down and be with one woman. Of course that doesn't stop the prey from grazing around you on a regular basis, duh. The natural instincts are to continue to hunt, but hunt discretely. Is that fair to your current mate? You probably wouldn't know this if I didn't tell you but I'm a American Heartthrob. With that said I go through the same things now that I am married that my fellow hunters do but I like to think in my mind anyway on a higher level. The level is high(in my mind) because of the platform the Lord has giving me in being in the NFL, and the lack of esteem and values that comes along with a lot of the women who gravitate to pro athletes. You know, gold diggers. So I pose again," How do I stay faithful in a room full of Hoes?" The key word in that is faithful. Take off the ful and look at the root word faith. The faith I have in the Lord for answering my prayers in allowing me to marry my wife is far more powerful than any short term pleasure a promiscuous girl could provide me. sounds simple enough right? NOT! Its hard and is a everyday battle. I will share a few ways i handle it tomorrow for now that is all.....