this young black dude around my age...i seen him at the same walmart 2 weeks in the row ....the first time I didnt think nothing of it..but he was with him the following week....
dude was young, probably around my age and it was weird because he was with this little white kid, baby sitting him.....and the thing is, it wasnt like a step dad watching a kid, the kid was kinda treating him like he had the upper hand in the relationship so Im assuming dude was getting paid to watch the kid...I know in Brooklyn, black women being nannies are a big thing and now men are about to become nannies
the reason why im making this is to say, we gotta get our economic game tight...they got us as nannies...u got nikkas in chiraq selling ass for cars....nikkas think this is a joke....this economic game is real, if u dont have control over your economic resources...u gonna have to basically be a bytch....they're turning black men into women....having us watch children...and more dudes gonna be giving up ass as this economy transform ....if u dont have skills...education...own shyt, invest.....u might gotta be a bytch for your paper....
once gentrification hit hit and black ppl get kicked out into no mans land...how we gonna eat? alotta lazy dudes gonna have to be a bytch....raising kids, washing dishes probably....Im just saying this...because economics aint a joke....u gotta be smart about your money....save, invest...because dudes out here are really get desperate and turned into women
In the UK they did a documentary about how these HOOD boys in the hood used to let some pedophile fulfills his BSDM fanatsies and other deviant fantasies...they never had sex with him but he would jerk off while they pissed on him :/
it was interesting as these thugs were esssentially prostitutes but they didn't realise it...i wonder how many other thugs have sold ass/engaged in questionable things etc
the story and documentary
Why are young men on London's council estates performing deviant acts on a person they call "Spitman"? This is a journey through the depths of West London. A story of what some of the young men on these estates will do for money.
For the last ten years, numerous generations have been meeting a person known as Spitman. Gathering in stairwells they'll meet him and take their turn. All in exchange for cash. Is Spitman taking advantage of the boys? Are they taking advantage of him? This is a strange story that gets stranger the deeper you get.
Here is a note from the director, Marlon Rouse Tavares:
Last year, I was sitting in Pizza Express when a friend called saying, "Bruv, I've just heard about the maddest thing." I'd never heard the name Spitman before, but I was about to find out that a lot of other people had.
Spitman has been around for at least 13 years. He will pay groups of young guys to do weird things to him on the council estates on West London. This was a story that had to be told.
Most people's reaction to my plans was "Why make a film about that?" We're constantly being presented with narratives that are easily digestible, where it's clear what we're meant to feel and what side we're meant to take. The Spitman story is complex and difficult. It makes people uncomfortable, most people don't want to hear about these things.
The film was shot between midnight and 3AM. I wanted to visit these locations and interview the boys with no disturbances, no distractions. There was a lot of late-night lurking. The boys who feature in the film were brilliant. Despite it being a part of their lives they hadn't really shared before, they were so open and honest with me. Some of what they say is much more profound than my voice over.
I'd like to say that this is not a journalistic film, it's not an episode of Panorama. I'm not popping up at the end with a conclusion or telling you what to think. I'm not going to say these ones are the villains or those are the victims. People will watch this and have a range of different feelings and opinions at the end. And that is the point.
I won't tell people to enjoy the film, because "enjoy" is the wrong word. But I hope they allow themselves to be fully consumed by it.
— Marlon Rouse Tavares, Director