It's hard out in these streets.

(A blog about people who had it coming.)

I am really digging this whole internet thing. It has made the things that fascinate me the most, readily accessible. Namely porn, Ohio State football, and crime. Today I want to talk about crime. If you haven't heard about The Homicide Report, I highly recommend it. Basically a reporter for the LA Times got tired of the media only reporting 'newsworthy' murders, and glossing over the rest if even reporting them at all. She goes into relatively extensive detail of every single murder in Los Angeles on a daily basis. She did it for over a year and then got burned out and passed the torch to someone else. Check it out.

But the point of my post isn't just about the value of these kinds of blogs, but the fact that the public who reads them can also leave comments on the stories. And it's here that I find the value. It's here that I reaffirm my fundamental belief that Mike Judge is a prophet and we are heading toward a real-life Idiocracy. Now you may say "Hey he's poking fun at an economically disadvantaged section of society who live a life totally different from you or I." And to that I say fuck you. Remember when Time Magazine made all of us the person of the year in celebration of YouTube? Find a video with a lot of hits and read the comments section. Find a clip from the latest Obama/Clinton debate and read the comments. You will probably find a lot of stuff along the lines of "FFuck yoo DaWg. Cunton iz a lair! Burrack will chanze this USA! Uze a punk."

But I digress. This is about the power of the internet to give the common man a voice. The following story is from the New York Daily News website.

March 26, 2008 Rapper is killed outside eatery

An aspiring rapper was shot to death as he walked out of a Brooklyn seafood restaurant Tuesday, cops and relatives said. Leval (Cevlar) Lyde, 36, was leaving Fish & Crustaceans Quality Seafood in Fort Greene with a whiting sandwich in hand about 5 pm. As he approached the maroon Jaguar owned by the mother of his child, he was hit with a single shot, witnesses said. "He fell right in front of me." said Charles Kearny, 48, co-owner of the restaurant, who added that Lyde was a regular customer. Lyde died at Brooklyn Hospital Center.

That's the article. Now let's discuss some of the comments left on the webpage.

An 'aspiring rapper' was shot to death. Why is there a need to point out that he aspired to be a rapper? People with aspirations die every single day and when their deaths make the paper the story doesn't normally include what they aspired to become in life.

Well regla777 when an aspiring construction worker gets shot for no apparent reason outside his favorite eatery, the paper doesn't usually mention that he was an aspiring construction worker because construction workers on the east coast aren't beefing with their counterparts on the west coast and they're not offing themselves in record numbers. Come to think of it, neither are country music musicians.

let me tell you all about mr cavlar, i knew homey personally. we once sold drugs together to and for eachother on the streets of brooklyn. he turned his life into what he was bred from. homey was about getting money and women and at any course. that being said he went about everyday life being a gangsta. he intimidated both regular and street dudes and he really was about his business. thats why he was killed, he ran across the same type of individual that he himself was and he got caught with a sandwich instead of his gun in his hand. don't get it twisted it could have easily been the other three people who approached him that couldve been left on the ground. thats how he lived. hip hop. EXACTLY WHY HES DEAD!! And the sooner black people stop making excuses for one another, and start making each other step up to the plate, the less of this we have. personally every rapper hip hopper in this country could get killed as far as i'm concerned, that's just leff riff raff for those of

Well said sean1030!!! You are an example to holier than thou drug dealing mutts everywhere! That being said, the story never said there were three shooters, so where were you on that day? LOL just kidding! Who cares? Gimme some DAP homie....Anyways the posts go on and on about how hard it is in "these streets." Well I stay on the Brooklyn streets every day and trust me it ain't that bad. Granted it's probably a harder place than most anywhere in these United States, but it's still America. I was partnered up with a Haitian the other day and he told me that these fake ass gangsters make him sick. He said he'd rather walk through the hardest hood in NYC with $10,000 dollars in his hand, wearing a new Armani suit, than to go back to his old neighborhood in Haiti with a ten dollar bill HIDDEN in his pocket and new sneakers on. He said that's poverty. That's hard times.