| Lo Fun Fact #1 |
| "Lolita Files" is my real name. It is not a pen name, as incredible as that may seem. There are plenty of Files family members and people who have known me for years capable of validating this. As for the "Lolita" part, my mother named me after the movie based on Nabokov's book, although she saw or read neither. For as long as she lived, she had no idea there was anything sexual or seedy about being called "Lolita". |
| Lo Fun Fact #2 |
| I love fried chicken and fabulous shoes. If you ever want to get on my good side, send Popeye's or Mr. Chicken (my favorite spot in Cleveland) and a pair of
Christian Louboutins. |
| Lo Fun Fact #3 |
| Never show up unannounced or without a Pepsi (preferably Pepsi Jazz Caramel Cream). Better yet, how about not show up at all? |
| Lo Fun Fact #4 |
| I hate the telephone. Don't get mad if I don't call you. I don't call anyone. Don't call me asking why I don't call. Just don't call, okay? |
| Lo Fun Fact #5 |
| I love the internet!!! I love communicating through the internet!!! You can e-mail me and odds are I'll e-mail you right back (if I'm not in the middle of a major project). Makes up for my hangup about the phone, doesn't it? See, I'm not so bad after all!!! |
| Lo Fun Fact #6 |
| I can't stand IMing. Please don't IM me. You will get the cold shoulder. I don't like giving people the cold shoulder, so please don't put me in that position. |
| Lo Fun Fact #7 |
I have four five six wonderful, slap-happy dogs, a bird (some kind of dove/pigeon mix), and a cat, all of whom I love to pieces. If you meet me and ask me about my dogs, bird, and cat, we'll be instant friends. If you meet me and ask me why the f*ck I have four five six dogs, a bird, and a cat, see the above fun fact for how I will respond. |
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| Too Young To Fight The Power? |
| Thursday, March 16, 2006 |
...set off a storm of controversy at a school in New York's Westchester county when she recited the following poem:White Nationalism Put U In Bondage
White nationalism is what put you in bondage
Pirate and vampires like Columbus, Morgan, and Darwin
Drank the blood of the sheep, trampled all over them with
Steel, tricks and deceit.
Nothing has changed take a look in our streets
The mis-education of she and Hegro – leaves you on your knee2grow
Black lands taken from your hands, by vampires with no remorse
They took the gold, the wisdom and all of the storytellers
They took the black women, with the black man weak
Made to watch as they changed the paradigm
Of our village
They killed the blind, they killed the lazy, they went
So far as to kill the unborn baby
Yeah White nationalism is what put you in bondage
Pirates and vampires like Columbus, Morgan, and Darwin
They drank the blood of the sheep, trampled all over them with
Steel laden feet, throw in the tricks alcohol and deceit.
Nothing has changed take a look at our streets. The resulting uproar, per yesterday's New York Post (yeah, I'm a day late on this), was the school sending out 3000 recorded messages to parents in attendance, apologizing for the nature of Ms. Ashante's intense verse. Judith Johnson, the Peekskill superintendent, said the performance upset students and she stood by the apology.
"We had kids who were really upset," Johnson said. "We said [to parents], 'If your child was upset, we apologize for that.' There is nothing wrong with that."
New York City Councilman Charles Barron, a Brooklyn Democrat and former Black Panther, honored Autum at City Hall and defended her right to address only children of color.
Autum recited her poem at Barron's request, evoking praises of "Hallelujah!" from black leaders and activists who gathered for the press conference. Difference of opinion? Racism? Speaking truth to power?
You decide.
New York Post: Child Poet: I Was Write On |
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Okay, so I guess my question is who wrote the poem? This young lady clearly has some interesting home training but I applaud her parents/guardians for exposing her to the realities of what is. Looks like someone else has been listening to Salena -- baby girl went hard.
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No 7 year old would write something like this, I feel the true author should step forward.
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Okay, so I guess my question is who wrote the poem? This young lady clearly has some interesting home training but I applaud her parents/guardians for exposing her to the realities of what is. Looks like someone else has been listening to Salena -- baby girl went hard.