RuggeD Posterity Mission

RuggeD Posterity

          Having traveled America, the importance of community, Love, family, cooperation, inspiration, abundance and Christ-like living have become so very essential. The Crenshaw community has become an example of what an urban community can be. I owe so much to this community for the foundation it provided me with. From 42^nd street elementary and the Boy Scouts to Audubon Junior High School to Crenshaw High School, even to playing basketball at 54^th street, this community has given me so much.
          Now, as I become the leader of my generation of community members, I must become aware of my responsibility and leadership. Because of my past, I have so much to give and it’s my turn. My neighborhood needs me and I plan to deliver.
          Not all of the recent changes inside and out of my community have resulted in growth. Too many have abused/abandoned what was given them and not enough have remained to give. No more!

          I determined, immediately after high school, that where many sought to abandon, I would be committed to my neighborhood. My children will grow up here. God willing, my children’s children will grow up here. Commitments of that type require work. There must be a community for them to live and grow in. That means the community must grow.

           I have become aware of many members of the community contributing their part to maintain the community from working with the children to community outreach to business building. By showing what community is in all areas, we can create community members who are more aware of the beauty they are a part of. Once they are aware, we can foster growth leading to more success, bigger businesses, vertical integration into various industries, a stronger and clearer culture as well as a larger investment into our own economies. 

        

          RuggeD Posterity is focused on preparing community members in all areas of life. By creating more well-rounded individuals. We are leading the way for building/rebuilding communities across the country. The vision is a strong community and we accomplish it by perfecting our foundation. 

RuggeD Posterity will coordinate existing frameworks in neighborhoods across America into solid communities which will contribute to the prosperity of our nation and the global economy. The mission from this day forward is to support the Powernomics principle of Vertical Integration and prosperity within the community by providing research, policy notes and economic strategies.

Choosing God - WHAT DO YOU BELIEVE IN?

Some (A LOT) of my ‘Christian’/Religious brothers and Sisters make me wonder. Often. We all allegedly read the same book. How did they miss the part where God wins and the devil loses?

Listen to them speak and it will make you wonder who they believe in.  All I hear sometimes from people is – “The devil is a lie” “The devil is busy” “The devil is working today!” “The devil keeps poking me on Facebook” “The devil is doing that thing with a piece of grass in my ear to make me think a fly is on me.” The devil. The devil. The devil. And after all that, you might get one “God is good”.

And I go – What do you really believe? Did we read the same book? Through the law of abundance (which is called choosing God/living in the spirit in the Bible) I would believe you love the devil. So guess what the universe is going to give you more of?

Choose GOD!

Philippians 4:8-9 is the work you have to do. Everyone loves 4:6 because left on its own, you can ask God for what you want and don’t have to do any work. But NO! You must always work. THINK! THINK! THINK! Ephesians 6:12 says it is not about anything else but how you think. And the WORK is Ephesians chapter 6. “Put on the whole armor of God” Righteousness, truth, faith, salvation, Spirit and never stop praying! READ whole chapters if not whole books.

In Galatians Chapter 5, the Fruit of Spirit is Love. The only thing that counts is faith expressing itself through Love. Part of the spirit of Love is truth. A real Preacher (Ecclesiastes) will tell you the whole truth.

In Ephesians 5 – God’s example is Love. Live not as unwise but wise. Live as light and find out what pleases the Lord. It’s all in 1 Peter chapter 2 “So get rid of every kind of evil. Stop telling lies. Don't pretend to be something you are not. Stop wanting what others have. Don't speak against each other.” “People who don't believe might say you are doing wrong. But lead good lives among them. Then they will see your good works. And they will give glory to God on the day he comes to judge.” “By doing good you will put a stop to the talk of foolish people. They don't know what they are saying. God wants you to stop them.” “Live like free people. But don't use your freedom to cover up evil. Live like people who serve God”

It’s that simple. Choose God. Show it ALL the time! 

Why I Want Manny Pacquiao To Beat The Shit Out Of Floyd Mayweather

I’m not into conspiracy theories. If your life sucks, it’s because you suck. But every once in a while I have to ask - Has EVERYONE sold out? It’s like even writers are for sale. With each passing day I read an article that is more and more full of shit.
            So the title was Making Sense of ‘Money’ Mayweather. I will say it was a well thought out; articulate, poetic piece and it didn’t make a lick of sense. The consistent theme was manhood and how that was what Floyd Mayweather Junior was promoting. Maybe I’m a little too jaded and closed off to receive what Louis Moore is selling. Or maybe how Mr. Moore is presenting Mr. Mayweather is not how I would have done it. I don’t sell dreams. I give away the truth.
            Floyd Mayweather Jr. is exceptional because he was exposed to boxing often and early. He got his 10,000 hours before he could get disenchanted and give up on a dying sport. And now, he is the only hope boxing has of remaining relevant in the face of UFC 2,456. And he’s reaping all of the benefits of being the last real American boxer. And, because of Floyd Mayweather Junior, boxing will die – soon. So let it.

            I can’t stand to look at his face too long. I just don’t like loud people. It’s sad. The man has so much financial success and no concept of Love. But he is begging for it, loudly, with every opportunity he gets. Because the rest of America is lost and looking for the same thing, we have nothing to offer him but indulgence. Hopefully, by indulging this man child, he will find what we all so desperately seek. So we’re using him. And he doesn’t mind.

            In fact, Floyd Mayweather is well aware of his value to the public, which is why he won’t lose. He knows that it’s too late to lose. He’s said too much. There will be no comebacks. No Team Money Management to rival Golden Boy and Bob Arum. He’s the only fighter left and both De la Hoya and Arum’s camps are built around beating Floyd Mayweather so there will be no Mayweather promotions without Floyd Mayweather fighting. And he won’t lose.

            The reason he won’t lose should put an asterisk on his boxing legend. In short, Floyd Mayweather is ducking Manny Pacquiao. Mayweather is asking for stipulations that he has never asked for from anyone else. He is making accusations he has never made of any other fighter, ever. And we believe it because Floyd Mayweather’s fan base is made up of people who know nothing about professional boxing and Louis Moore.

            Manny Pacquiao has agreed to ALL of Mayweather’s demands. Mayweather’s response, more demands. I constantly have to wonder why. If Pacquiao is cheating, why not beat him anyway. The way Mayweather fights, he never gets hit anywhere but his shoulder. Mayweather has claimed to be so technical a fighter that he won’t get knocked out. And we’re talking about 150 pound fighters. I think I was a single digit age the last time I weighed 150 pounds and I’m not fat. Steroids, Performance Enhancing Drugs or not, what can a 150 pound man do to a man as skilled as Floyd Mayweather. This is, after all, the same Mayweather who has beat up men twice his size. Don’t tell me he’s afraid of an unfair fight. I’m sure his bodyguards won’t be too far away.

            It can’t be about the money. He is ‘Money’! He stands to get $45 million for a fight no one wants to see. Just imagine if we get a fight that we actually want. That we’ve cried over for years. That we’ve argued back and forth over and over again. Mayweather vs Pacquiao will be the fight on the Century (21^st century!). It will be the last great fight in boxing. One of the two will be KTFIR.

After that, boxing will be dead. Like Mr. Moore pointed out with Tiger Woods and Dennis Rodman, it’s over once you’re not winning anymore.

            So why beat around the bush? Why keep leading us around and around? Why waste money paying writers to make you look like a man? Just take the beating, keep the money and move on to something else. I’m sure a marketing genius like Floyd Mayweather has a few ideas about how to stay relevant after retirement.

            I wanted to explore this wide definition of manhood that includes Floyd Mayweather, but, just like Mr. Moore, I didn’t get a chance to. So let me end with this last plea.

Man up! Eventually, even sports morons will see through all the jaw jacking. Just get it over with. Fight the man. Win or lose, take it like a man. Show some respect for your craft and accept the only challenge left. Manny Pacquiao may very well ‘put them hands on you’. So what? In the words of John Witherspoon “You win some, you lose some. Like a man!”

Be a man for real. Fight!

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Dumbing Down to Sell My Intelligence

I am the magical negro.

No I’m not. In fact, I may fight the next person who tries me up like that.

I am, however, very likely the smartest person you have ever met. I’m not bragging. I’m just repeating what I often hear and have heard since I left Brentwood. (Does that mean I’ve been associating myself with dumber and dumber people?)  I hope that’s not so because I have to make some changes.

Being a helpful person AND so intelligent, the greedy and selfish are always lurking as well as the lazy and dreamless. I’m just tired. Now that I am absolutely certain I can’t help everyone nor can I work with everyone,  I must avoid the users at all costs.

It’s time. This shit is getting out of hand. I am officially no longer concerned with anyone’s insecurities about dealing with me. ANYONE. I dimmed my lights for far too long to make people comfortable and they (All of them) STILL have to get their shit together. I’ve spilled out million dollar ideas and blessed people with the tools to create wealth. I’ve even slaved myself to build other people’s dreams. The results? Nothing. No success for anyone involved. The greedy just ask for more. The selfish are still asking why their shit doesn’t work. The lazy are still waiting on someone to carry them. And I’m tired and beat.

People think my help is magic. It’s not. They imagine I’m a genie they just rub the right way and blessings just fall out my ass.

What really happens is more like this:

Yeah, we’re in a C1. But, we’re at burger king:

When I could building you yachts, you wanna floss at Burger King. And I only chose that picture because that guy is supposed to be the latest “magical negro”. But, like I stated in the last Burger King Blog, it’s Burger King. If those are all the dreams you have, you need to just step aside. My dreams will use your dreams as a tax write off. If you have bigger dreams and you refuse to take any steps towards them, you need to Get The Fuck Out of the Way. I can eat your dreams and shit out dreams bigger than anything you can imagine.

All that is to say - I am disappointed in quite a few people. And because I have been blessed with many brilliant alternatives, I mean, I have so many new acquaintances, mentors and inspirations; I must shoot some people to the curb.

So! New Rules:

                I will not work with you without a vision. You and your ‘business’ must have a missions statement for me to even talk to you about life.

                I am not a secretary. I am a writer. I write. You want a letter, resume, some shit typed up/edited; hire a typist. I might actually do those things but not for free and you can’t afford me.

                I am willing and prepared to do some free work to establish myself. That does not mean I want to be involved in your slavery ring.

                If you don’t have your shit together, be prepared to pay. My advice is find someone else. I charge extra for doing extra and you can’t afford me.

                I am in love with networking, working online and home businesses. That does not mean I want to sign up to sell off brand coffee. The only businesses I am interested in that aren’t mine are Amway, Herbalife, and Traverus. I will not commit my time to anything else. Quit trying to sell me on ‘no selling’. GTFOH

                If you want to know what I know, go back to elementary school Billy Madison. I suggest Brentwood Science Magnet. It worked well for me. If you are my age and failed to learn what I have learned, what makes your dumb ass think I can tell you what I know in five minutes? I probably couldn’t teach you if I had the rest of your life.

You cannot have a dime from me. Today, I don’t even have a dime to give but it’s coming. I’ve seen what you do with money. Financially, most of you need to be wearing helmets on the short bus and get lunch tickets. No allowance. No lunch money. That’s all

                IF (IF IF IF) I work with you, Shut The Fuck Up! Whatever you have been doing for the last whatever days/months/years is stupid. If it was smart, I would be working FOR you. Or, you wouldn’t need me at all. There is no nicer way to say this. Believe me, I have tried millions (TRILLIONS) of variations. [I’m exaggerating. It was more like thousands]Trying to use my intelligence to fix your dumb ideas is like putting a mango salsa on rotten steak.  That shit don’t match and it’s too late anyway. Just take this recipe and eat up.

Just be honest. I know you’re a moron. But I’m still talking to you. You didn’t succeed in fooling me into believing you are on my level. You’re just wasting your own time. I’m, at least, getting a little laugh at you pretending to know things.  Just tell me what you want and I will tell you how I can help you get there. Sound simple? It is. That’s why I do the thinking

I may seem vain or mean. But so what? How inconsiderate is it to ask me to dumb down my intelligence for your cockamamie schemes? How retarded is it to spend time chasing thousand dollar dreams that have failed already when I have million dollar plans in my trash can? Just take one and run with it.

I must apologize. I just came up with this quote that I’m going to use again later this week for an entirely different subject. Michael Jordan doesn’t play pickup games. I may have misled a few people by even considering doing something like that. For that, I apologize. But know I won’t be getting involved in amateur hour.

That’s it. I still Love. I’m still generous. I just had to put some things out in the open so that people understand (If they care to know) why I can’t work with them and so future people know right off the bat how to approach me.

For the most part, people don’t have to worry. I won’t be around long enough to concern anyone. Like I said before, I am being blessed to get back into circles of intelligence. That means less time slumming it. It was fun. I had some good times, a lot of laughs and a ton of stories to tell. I’ll leave behind some instructions. If you ever bother to learn how to read, maybe I’ll see you again on the other side of success.

It’s bed time. Goodnight all. Goodbye some…

New Letter To My Probation Officer

I am writing instead of calling to inform you that I will not be returning to Georgia. I have made many attempts to explain the danger I expect having to return to Georgia. Since I am much clearer in writing, let me be straight.

I am not a criminal. I was too wide open in Georgia and involved with criminal elements. Although I did not plan to move to Los Angeles in this manner, I am grateful to be away from the criminal elements I was associated with. I must take offense at any suggestions that I “live on the streets” just to be within the law. There are MORE criminals on the streets. To make such a suggestion implies that there is no concern for my safety or rehabilitation. I don’t know what the priority is in that office but it is not growth or improvement.

I know I agreed to return to Georgia, after much urging and over-talking from Supervisor Fowler. After our most recent conversation (as soon as I hung the phone) I realized that we were talking about two pieces of paper. Mr. Fowler suggested he could fill out a warrant for my arrest if I failed to return. I am asking for a transfer form to be completed. The question of why this office seems to prefer one over the other keeps playing over and over in my mind.

I am not running. I am cooperating to the best of my ability. I will continue to call or email at regular intervals. I continue to live at 4150 w 60^th street, Los Angeles CA 90043. My phone numbers are 323-293-7555 and 323-710-7428. I am still looking for a stable income. I am truly a law abiding citizen. Please allow me to remain so.

I appreciate you reading this. If I do not hear from you in the next month, I will call.

Sincerely,

Jason Sloan

The Straw That Broke The Camel's Back (And got me back writing...)

I’ve had it!

With all the incessant Trayvonn Martin coverage, the ridiculous hoodie marches to nowhere to achieve nothing, I’m already at my limit. Then every “Black writer” wants to add their own “individual” injustice to the mix. After three weeks of incessant blogs, and post, and status updates and tweets, I have to ask myself “what is the purpose?”

For all things there is a purpose.  There is a lesson to be learned. There is an opportunity for growth. Where is it? Are we STILL marching? Where the hell are we going? We’ve been marching for 56 years and we’re still in Selma. That’s not progress. What all this is telling me is that people died for nothing. And it’s OUR fault! It’s not anyone else. US!

Look in the mirror! That’s you being a douche-bag.

Which brings me to the straw that broke the camel’s back. Thembisa S. Mshaka

Absolutely nothing wrong with the lady except for the way she came to my attention…
unacceptable. #AdFail? How about journalistic failure? This lady wrote The Book on the entertainment industry! And maybe that’s why I shouldn’t expect much leadership. It’s so much easier to jump on the victim bandwagon, than it is to create a new trend or just simply to tell the truth.

Let me break it down in similar fashion to Miss Mshaka since she provided the blue print for success…

This is 5 ways in which black people need to stop crying about a Burger King ad:

1.       Just because you know how to place the words: rude, terse and invasive together doesn’t mean it’s true. Jay Leno drove a car through a restaurant and ignored the same manager when he suggested the drive through. Salma Hayek took over the “line up”. (Learn Spanish!) And no one paid for their food.

If we’re going to cry injustice, let there be one. Next week Mary will be a Diva again and it will be OK to interrupt people.

2.       EVERYTHING at Burger King is Unhealthy even the sugar salad. If the insinuation is that black people will only buy the snack wrap because that’s the item Mary featured, GTFOH! Healthy people know better. Adults know better. I will even venture to say middle schoolers  know better. Don’t try to sell that ‘black item/white item’ shit over here. I ain’t buying it and, as a responsible citizen and (dare I say) leader, I won’t anyone around me buy it either.

And for the unhealthy, let them eat chicken without feeling like they are fulfilling a stereotype. I’ve been around black people who are scared to eat chicken in public. It’s uncomfortable for me and I don’t give a care. I’ll eat chicken in a “white” restaurant in white linen on a white carpet off a white woman if I’m hungry enough. (White women, take it easy. I’m just making a point)

3.       Salma Hayek gets to act because she’s and actress who’s been acting longer than Mary’s been singing. Jay Leno is a comedian, he gets to be funny. AND he buys three items because he has a guest. And the guest holds the tray because Jay Leno is driving. You drive and hold the tray with your proud ass! And David Beckham is, surprise surprise, an underwear model in addition to being a soccer player. He probably didn’t play soccer because he’s over the hill and only in America to sell his image because that’s what models do. And Mary sings. So – The – Fuck – What! Looks like everyone involved is showcasing the talent that got them paid $2 million dollars for a 30 second ad

Magical negro please…

4.       I’m sure if I wrote down everything I said, I could find where I predicted Mary would be doing Burger King Commercials. Once you sell out aka start getting paid for being famous, there are no limits. While I’ll admit Beyonce’ and Queen Latifah may not have done the Burger king commercials, they also wouldn’t have done Carol’s Daughter, Chevy, or T-Mobile. So? And Lauryn Hill? She won’t take money from anybody to do anything since 1998. The key is, someone has to do it. And both Beyonce’ and Queen Latifah have looked ridiculous for 30 seconds. It’s a commercial. They get paid to pretend they patronize these companies so the sheep will flock.

5.       Last but not least, Mary J Blige has been looking crazy and inspiring ghetto girls to embarrass themselves in public for two decades. THIS

is just as crazy a look as this:

Neither are high fashion, both are classic Mary. What she does do is inspire people to be risk takers.

Mary did this for more than 2 million dollars. Mary J Blige has never had a lane to stay in. Don’t ever expect her to do so. And for God’s sake, don’t try to put her in one. You want to briefly mention the poor sales of My Life II, will admit it was not because the album was anything less than phenomenal. IT was a classic collaboration and a welcome reprieve from the constant barrage of subpar music we’ve been subjected to in the last few years.

If you wanted to do something besides complain and ride the cry baby bandwagon, you might want to the little bit of good music that still gets made. Since no one can get Lauryn Hill to do anything new, Mary is what we got and I thank God for her. At least she still got to keep her check (I hope!).

And, by the way, I expect an industry insider to not mislead people. At twenty years in the game, the only person with less time out of the stars Burger King chose was an athlete. Athletes are lucky to make it 15 years let alone twenty. So while Mary may be a vet in a young genre, she’s got a way to go. Chaka Khan and Aretha Franklin are still performing. If you’re going to keep it real, keep it honest too!

And for God’s sake, stop crying!