Not a Kevin Hart fan but anyone remember when Mike Epps went on a rant saying his older kids were jealous of his younger kids because they are light skinned with "good hair?" He said his younger kids were prettier because of their skin and hair. This was back in 2013. That's the worst type of c00ning ever. I'm just saying.
All KH was talking about was his jewelry how he made it .. his jewler bringing him pieces in the middle of convo’s .. showing off his fiancés engagement ring ...
I guess there’s was useful information about how his dad would take him to a park and he’s see the same kid there all the time just to find out that kid was his brother...
.... as sensitive as they are now. I think we love to make big deals out of things that aren't necessarily big deals, because we can. These things become public spectacles. So why set yourself up for failure?"
Race as an overt topic figures very little into Hart's comedy. His core audience is black, but "I approach it on a universal level," he says, and the proof of his success on this score is the racially diverse crowd that now comes out to see him. "If you associate yourself with one group of people, you alienate another 12, you know? So the thing for me is, how can I make everybody laugh at this one thought? The thought may be provoked by something that happened on the stoop or at the barbershop, but now how do I make it broad enough for everyone to understand it and see it?" I ask if he has ever felt compelled to address race more pointedly in his act, particularly in the past year, when racism, and racist violence, have dominated the national conversation. He says that, offstage, these issues infuriate him: "A guy in the hood with two nickel bags of weed gets five years in jail, because they say they want to make an example of him, but I haven't seen one judge make an example out of one of these police officers that killed one of these young black men." But he keeps it offstage: "When I see videos of children being shot dead by police, I don't talk about it because it's something that scares me. Because I have kids. At that point, it's not a joking matter. There is no joking there. I would not touch it."
Part of the reason is that Hart wants to be seen as "a motivational figure. I won't acknowledge what I won't let beat me. Have I experienced racism? Of course. But will I make you feel superior by saying I've felt trumped at times? No. I'll beat you by succeeding. I want to show my generation that a man of color, despite the roadblocks, can still make it. There's moments when I took to social media and said things, but it's always been on the positive side. I gave a message to Baltimore: At the end of the day, we're only hurting ourselves by destroying what we have. We have to go back and live there. We're torching, firebombing, looting our stuff. We need that CVS! Be smarter than this!" Hart doesn't see a time coming when he explores racism in his act, like his idols Rock and Chappelle do. Hart characterizes his appeal differently. "It's not my style of comedy," he says. "It angers me, but not onstage. Onstage, my job is to take away whatever problems are in the world, for that brief moment of time."
You have to really read the article .. idk he was tryna overcompensate his life with money it’s almost like he was hiding something or he wasn’t sure of him self :
furry slippers, distressed jean shorts and, around his neck, two likenesses of Jesus Christ pimpled with diamonds and swinging from gold chains. And here's the woman from the painting — Hart's fiancee, Eniko Parrish — wearing tiny blue sweatshorts and a tank top with Bob Marley's face across the front. She's riding a $1,500 motorized plastic plank called a PhunkeeDuck across the dining-room floor. There are several large portraits of Hart's heroes on the walls: Eddie Murphy, Dave Chappelle, Jimi Hendrix. "We good, Giselle?" Hart calls over to the Cartier lady. "It'll be just a moment more — thank you," she replies, awaiting payment authorization. Hart, 36, and Parrish have a thing for Cartier's Love Bracelets, marketed as sharable between romantic partners, and Hart has bought enough of them — straightforward yellow-gold ones, which start at $4,500 apiece; more elaborate ones with diamond settings, which start at $40,000 — that Cartier gladly dispatches its employees directly to him. Today, Giselle also brought examples of another model, the Juste Un Clou, which resembles a long nail curved into a hoop. One, in diamond-studded white gold, catches Hart's eye: MSRP $47,000. He adds it to the bill. "I'm still waiting for you to buy a watch from me one day!" Giselle tells Hart.
The subtext being that it's important, when whirlwinds of success threaten to sweep you away, to remain grounded. This is the message that Hart hammered home to me when I first met him, three years ago, at a Detroit casino. In town to play a Let Me Explain show for about half a million dollars, Hart blew $10,000 in 45 minutes at a blackjack table, then retired to his penthouse suite to iron the custom-made leather T-shirt he'd wear onstage that night — if he delegated such chores to others, he explained, he risked losing touch.
One of them is Hart's longtime co-writer Harry Ratchford, who explains that they're playing Guts, "which is kind of like Poker, but the money piles up faster." The biggest single hand they've ever played was "I think, $32,000." How's Hart at it? "Like a lot of things with Kevin, he started horrible. He'd lose $70,000 in a night. But he kept at it, kept getting better, and now you can't beat him.
These cruff ass crab in the barrel fukkups can't mind their shyt. Imagine how lame you have to be as a breh to stew in hate and run to media outlet like a gal to publicly calling a breh with a black family, and a black business out because he has done well for himself!
No he doesnt. nikkas know if they want Kevin Hart in the movie or not when it's made. They either make the movie for Kevin specifically or decide they want him in the film and go get em. What he gotta audition for?
.... as sensitive as they are now. I think we love to make big deals out of things that aren't necessarily big deals, because we can. These things become public spectacles. So why set yourself up for failure?"
Race as an overt topic figures very little into Hart's comedy. His core audience is black, but "I approach it on a universal level," he says, and the proof of his success on this score is the racially diverse crowd that now comes out to see him. "If you associate yourself with one group of people, you alienate another 12, you know? So the thing for me is, how can I make everybody laugh at this one thought? The thought may be provoked by something that happened on the stoop or at the barbershop, but now how do I make it broad enough for everyone to understand it and see it?" I ask if he has ever felt compelled to address race more pointedly in his act, particularly in the past year, when racism, and racist violence, have dominated the national conversation. He says that, offstage, these issues infuriate him: "A guy in the hood with two nickel bags of weed gets five years in jail, because they say they want to make an example of him, but I haven't seen one judge make an example out of one of these police officers that killed one of these young black men." But he keeps it offstage: "When I see videos of children being shot dead by police, I don't talk about it because it's something that scares me. Because I have kids. At that point, it's not a joking matter. There is no joking there. I would not touch it."
Part of the reason is that Hart wants to be seen as "a motivational figure. I won't acknowledge what I won't let beat me. Have I experienced racism? Of course. But will I make you feel superior by saying I've felt trumped at times? No. I'll beat you by succeeding. I want to show my generation that a man of color, despite the roadblocks, can still make it. There's moments when I took to social media and said things, but it's always been on the positive side. I gave a message to Baltimore: At the end of the day, we're only hurting ourselves by destroying what we have. We have to go back and live there. We're torching, firebombing, looting our stuff. We need that CVS! Be smarter than this!" Hart doesn't see a time coming when he explores racism in his act, like his idols Rock and Chappelle do. Hart characterizes his appeal differently. "It's not my style of comedy," he says. "It angers me, but not onstage. Onstage, my job is to take away whatever problems are in the world, for that brief moment of time."
You have to really read the article .. idk he was tryna overcompensate his life with money it’s almost like he was hiding something or he wasn’t sure of him self :
furry slippers, distressed jean shorts and, around his neck, two likenesses of Jesus Christ pimpled with diamonds and swinging from gold chains. And here's the woman from the painting — Hart's fiancee, Eniko Parrish — wearing tiny blue sweatshorts and a tank top with Bob Marley's face across the front. She's riding a $1,500 motorized plastic plank called a PhunkeeDuck across the dining-room floor. There are several large portraits of Hart's heroes on the walls: Eddie Murphy, Dave Chappelle, Jimi Hendrix. "We good, Giselle?" Hart calls over to the Cartier lady. "It'll be just a moment more — thank you," she replies, awaiting payment authorization. Hart, 36, and Parrish have a thing for Cartier's Love Bracelets, marketed as sharable between romantic partners, and Hart has bought enough of them — straightforward yellow-gold ones, which start at $4,500 apiece; more elaborate ones with diamond settings, which start at $40,000 — that Cartier gladly dispatches its employees directly to him. Today, Giselle also brought examples of another model, the Juste Un Clou, which resembles a long nail curved into a hoop. One, in diamond-studded white gold, catches Hart's eye: MSRP $47,000. He adds it to the bill. "I'm still waiting for you to buy a watch from me one day!" Giselle tells Hart.
The subtext being that it's important, when whirlwinds of success threaten to sweep you away, to remain grounded. This is the message that Hart hammered home to me when I first met him, three years ago, at a Detroit casino. In town to play a Let Me Explain show for about half a million dollars, Hart blew $10,000 in 45 minutes at a blackjack table, then retired to his penthouse suite to iron the custom-made leather T-shirt he'd wear onstage that night — if he delegated such chores to others, he explained, he risked losing touch.
One of them is Hart's longtime co-writer Harry Ratchford, who explains that they're playing Guts, "which is kind of like Poker, but the money piles up faster." The biggest single hand they've ever played was "I think, $32,000." How's Hart at it? "Like a lot of things with Kevin, he started horrible. He'd lose $70,000 in a night. But he kept at it, kept getting better, and now you can't beat him.
Kevin is a moron trying to call others out over tiffany haddish beef that didnt even involve him. And the fact Kevin lied talking about Katt wasn't successful because of drug use when the reality is 90% of hollywood is on cocaine, its insulting.
.... as sensitive as they are now. I think we love to make big deals out of things that aren't necessarily big deals, because we can. These things become public spectacles. So why set yourself up for failure?"
Race as an overt topic figures very little into Hart's comedy. His core audience is black, but "I approach it on a universal level," he says, and the proof of his success on this score is the racially diverse crowd that now comes out to see him. "If you associate yourself with one group of people, you alienate another 12, you know? So the thing for me is, how can I make everybody laugh at this one thought? The thought may be provoked by something that happened on the stoop or at the barbershop, but now how do I make it broad enough for everyone to understand it and see it?" I ask if he has ever felt compelled to address race more pointedly in his act, particularly in the past year, when racism, and racist violence, have dominated the national conversation. He says that, offstage, these issues infuriate him: "A guy in the hood with two nickel bags of weed gets five years in jail, because they say they want to make an example of him, but I haven't seen one judge make an example out of one of these police officers that killed one of these young black men." But he keeps it offstage: "When I see videos of children being shot dead by police, I don't talk about it because it's something that scares me. Because I have kids. At that point, it's not a joking matter. There is no joking there. I would not touch it."
Part of the reason is that Hart wants to be seen as "a motivational figure. I won't acknowledge what I won't let beat me. Have I experienced racism? Of course. But will I make you feel superior by saying I've felt trumped at times? No. I'll beat you by succeeding. I want to show my generation that a man of color, despite the roadblocks, can still make it. There's moments when I took to social media and said things, but it's always been on the positive side. I gave a message to Baltimore: At the end of the day, we're only hurting ourselves by destroying what we have. We have to go back and live there. We're torching, firebombing, looting our stuff. We need that CVS! Be smarter than this!" Hart doesn't see a time coming when he explores racism in his act, like his idols Rock and Chappelle do. Hart characterizes his appeal differently. "It's not my style of comedy," he says. "It angers me, but not onstage. Onstage, my job is to take away whatever problems are in the world, for that brief moment of time."
You have to really read the article .. idk he was tryna overcompensate his life with money it’s almost like he was hiding something or he wasn’t sure of him self :
furry slippers, distressed jean shorts and, around his neck, two likenesses of Jesus Christ pimpled with diamonds and swinging from gold chains. And here's the woman from the painting — Hart's fiancee, Eniko Parrish — wearing tiny blue sweatshorts and a tank top with Bob Marley's face across the front. She's riding a $1,500 motorized plastic plank called a PhunkeeDuck across the dining-room floor. There are several large portraits of Hart's heroes on the walls: Eddie Murphy, Dave Chappelle, Jimi Hendrix. "We good, Giselle?" Hart calls over to the Cartier lady. "It'll be just a moment more — thank you," she replies, awaiting payment authorization. Hart, 36, and Parrish have a thing for Cartier's Love Bracelets, marketed as sharable between romantic partners, and Hart has bought enough of them — straightforward yellow-gold ones, which start at $4,500 apiece; more elaborate ones with diamond settings, which start at $40,000 — that Cartier gladly dispatches its employees directly to him. Today, Giselle also brought examples of another model, the Juste Un Clou, which resembles a long nail curved into a hoop. One, in diamond-studded white gold, catches Hart's eye: MSRP $47,000. He adds it to the bill. "I'm still waiting for you to buy a watch from me one day!" Giselle tells Hart.
The subtext being that it's important, when whirlwinds of success threaten to sweep you away, to remain grounded. This is the message that Hart hammered home to me when I first met him, three years ago, at a Detroit casino. In town to play a Let Me Explain show for about half a million dollars, Hart blew $10,000 in 45 minutes at a blackjack table, then retired to his penthouse suite to iron the custom-made leather T-shirt he'd wear onstage that night — if he delegated such chores to others, he explained, he risked losing touch.
One of them is Hart's longtime co-writer Harry Ratchford, who explains that they're playing Guts, "which is kind of like Poker, but the money piles up faster." The biggest single hand they've ever played was "I think, $32,000." How's Hart at it? "Like a lot of things with Kevin, he started horrible. He'd lose $70,000 in a night. But he kept at it, kept getting better, and now you can't beat him.
further reiterating what Kevin was saying. What good does it do to tear down those coming up behind you, simply because they opened more doors than you did? Hating on your peers and trying to one up them never helps you in the end. Go ask Steve Harvey bout it now.
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nikkas know if they want Kevin Hart in the movie or not when it's made. They either make the movie for Kevin specifically or decide they want him in the film and go get em. What he gotta audition for?
