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My name is Malenge Terence
Ngondo and I was born on the 4th June 1980 in Lusaka, Zambia (Sub
Saharan Africa) a former British Colony called Northern Rhodesia
until 24th October 1965. I was the fourth (the numbers like four
are of great significance to the game, just think how many psychology
books have been written about the 'middle child') born child of
six. |
It was a fairly ordinary African country with
our major trades being Copper and Tourism through Safaris and Victoria
Falls in Livingstone. Yes, it is in Zambia (stupid Zimbabwians). What
made Zambia different as I understand it was our hidden trade; that
we were a stage town, meaning people (in particular the British, Hollywood
and I expect Bollywood) used Zambia as a source of inspiration for
Movies (pro- nounced Mooo- Vs as in VersUs but with an E) and Television
(Te- Le- Vision).
This was probably like arts and cultures taken
from most African former colonies, but this problem was compounded
for Zambia when I was born. Apparently I was quite a sight (site)
and with my father already a banker at the Bank Of ZAmbia with a history
of dealing with England, word soon spread to our former colonial masters
of this phenomenon.
Now, of the people who knew about myself an
agreement was former not more than two years after I was born that
I was not to be told or be made aware of the World watching me and
that I would be used to promote other artists, cultures and goods
by two means.
Firstly, by having me actually use the goods
or services personally so that people would see or hear of me using
the products (toys, movies, cloths, music albums, sports, TV shows)
or services (Hotels, lodges, restaurants. Where do you think KFC and
McDonalds come from? I wouldn't know.)
Secondly, and more deviously, was what I call
the face game. This means that whenever I did or thought somethink
spectacular that people might talk about, they would give that face
(or skin if you like) to somebody else in particular Celebrities or
neighbours and friends close by. Especially those that came from families
associated with the game; Probably the upper middle classes seeing
as these were mostly my peers while growing up through school. This
was to be the same the World over apparently, you can imagine the
shook I got in 2004 when I discovered I was known by strangers not
only in the UK but the world over.
This is also where the twin (T- win)culture
or game came from (in relation to modern entertainment; most stars
you see or know today probably look like people I know or have met).
In order for people to relate easier to their TV shows and Movies
based around my life (Of which there are a lot starting with 'Rocky
One' 1978 apparently; which obviously means Sss-ly Stallone wears
a face), they use the faces and personalities of people who have been
around me as prototypes for their celebrities in Hollywood, England
and most places in the world. Evidently, that's what Imperialism (Impy-ReAle-Ism
to spell it out as pronounced slowly) was and still is all about (A
B-Out). Learn what the letters of the alphabet are all about in the Nui- Oxford Dictionary section it will help you understand our Centuries old concept of living
on Earth and who knows where else.
This system made women more seceptable to being
twinned or handed a Celebrity buddy because for every hero you have
in a story one also needs a heroine or a leading lady. So, women and
girls around me were always vying for a twin face on TV and that probably
explains why they got it.. If you want to know where Julia Roberts,
Whitney Houston and Oprah Winfrey among others come from you should
see some of my aunties.(Speaking of my Aunts, that reminds me of a
classic boy fantasy but never mind that.) Of course you can image
how defensive this would make some women with twin face celebrity
friends, it's why I don't hang out with female cousins anymore. It
can be quite dangerous you no, some of them have been at it so long
I' m not sure they can tell the difference. This may also explain
the mass Tom boy culture we see amongst girls these days, women's
empowerment (M- Power-MenT) hey. Mind you, that Tom boy culture in
women may just be remnants of old (Ole'd) Imperialist or Slave cultures
where women were used to manipulate and keep the men obedient.
This also gave way to increases in the Pornography
(POre-NO- GraFE) market which is God know how many times the size
it was before 1980. Makes you wonder where terms like 'four play'
originated from. Not to mention all these cliched stories, fantasiesand
scenarios we all read about today; the scanty (Sss- Can- T) affair
with your horny (HOre-Ne) aunt (me too), the girl friend's mother
scenario (still waiting), the messing about with the baby sitter (some
great kids I'm sure), giving Grandma the hard sale (can't be long,
that one) etc. Hate to brag (B- rag) but it's all probably from around
me. Mind you, if you knew how far the bathroom chain went in my house
you'd be calling the President of your country a buddy, most certainly
a neighbour.
This obviously gave way to a whole new culture
in itself that revolutionised the Television & Entertainment culture
as people all over the world levied to get faces and be acknowledged
as the other side of Mel (I'm pretty sure it was me anyway, these
people seem very close to home). And as more products, services and
goods made it into our home, our family wealth increased and my father
went from being a bank manager to a private business man. We got more
cars more businesses and more houses in London aswell as in Zambia
where we spent Christmas every few years. God bless the good people
of London they almost killed me you know. Again, very close to home.
You can see what problems this would cause
today in England or Zambia when I'm trying to do shows, albums, videos,
cloths and all those other things they love to hate (hay- T) or use
in common English. It could leave and has left me open to some quite
heinous, criminal activities performed by private and state organisations
and people. Let's just that up until now they've any and everything
they can to prevent me releasing anything in a public forum; these
guys even make a game of bootlegging my music albums and getting music
industry celebrities to mimic them, but little success these days;
tha could have killed me.
What Did This Mean For Our Family?
I had three older brothers, the first was sent
to Millfield School (one of the top ten schools) in England, wearing
a face, a pattern that was to follow for all of us when we turned
10 yrs old; well up until myself anyway becuase I wasn't actually
aware of my presence there in that capacity nor did anyone there attempt
to make it known. I suppose that was one way of England getting their
hands on more Game money, they had a lot of TV celebrities cashing
in on the Game during the Eighties. It was like there whole Television
network.
Basically, neighbours and friends who wear
a face are seen as being part of my life, regardless of whether they
are actually around me or not (they could be in other countries for
example). Therefore, there lives like mine are considered to be fodder
for TV & Entertainment and any achievement they earn or any places
they go for are fair game for any associated TV and Movie makers out
there. Which is fine for those who know because it's there apparent
love for the Game that seems to be my (or anyone else trying to get
into the industry) problem.
Not only this but anybody who exposed me or
gave me or talked about products or services belonging to associated
companies or celebrities were also said to be catering to the game
(scoring points if you were). Most products in Music, Movie and TV
very much catered to 'THEM' as they contained double meanings or story
lines that made Mel the bad guy, the enemy, the unknowing friend or
ally, or worse unintelligent, or handicapped is a favourite in Zambia.
(As you can imagine some people here in Africa are actually thriving
off charity money and organisations.)I have been said to be in a wheel
chair, blind, armless and have AIDS in Emmasdale (which is apparently
where they planned to send or take me my whole life). This make explain
several attempts in the last 2 years to break my arms, legs and face
(particularly my teeth).
So as you can imagine going to someone's house
who is associated with the game would mean that anything I did or
said there was free for all (Ole) to use on TV. They especially liked
sex games (the perverts), I used to hang out with girl cousins and
friends all the time and play 'kiss chase' and 'show me yours and
I'll show you mine' games. Imagine the surprise when you grow up and
realise all your parents and elders knew what you got up to and enjoyed
it. Especially the mums, there Crazy (Kray-zee) about it all. Hence
the term kissing cousins I should think.
Occasions that they particularly enjoyed in
the 80s include wedding where I was mostly given 'Page Boy' responsibilities
that involved dancing atleast, Safaris, tourist trips and even funerals
(which are especially popular since 2004 in Zambia given the whole
killing Mel culture).
This also meant that from when my older brothers
in particular started going to school in England, they came back every
holiday with music, movies and recorded TV of game celebrities, including
shows Like 'Top Of The Pops', 'The Lenny Henry Show', 'Fawly Towers',
'The Cosby Show' (a lot like my family), etc. They ofcourse knew about
The Game but they didn't tell me about it in any direct way, they
were just out a lot during the holidays.
Artists and Celebrities you may know from this
time include 'Michael Jackson', 'Janet Jackson', 'Five Star', 'George
Michael', 'Madonna' (Mad-On-Na), 'Bruce Willis', LL Cool J, 'Beastie
Boys', 'Julia Roberts', 'Tom Cruise', 'Richard gere', 'Bob Marley'
(who Miss- Fortunately passed away with Cancer, so look out for that),
'John Lennon', 'Kenny Rogers', 'Dolly Parton', 'Magic Johnson' (one
of the first to publicly acknowledge being HIV positive. I' d bet
most of theml are.), Lionel Richie (who looks like my uncle) etc.
(Note how some of the names give way to slang terms like Johnson.
Check the Nui- Oxford
Dictionary for more info. Just incase you were wondering where
some of these people and terms come from.
The basis of why Movies and Music were such
major avenues for promotion in The Game also has to do with the fact
that I (or perhaps any Member, Star & Special Case Kid of the
Game) would add aspects of dialogue or sing a long therefore making
them more marketable or worth more. Mainly because we have had in
our house and every house I've been in I' m sure, electronic devices
that are really two way bugs. Almost every walk man or disc man I've
owned including the head phones have all been recording my listening.
And if Mel was seen dancing to your song well, you may wonder where
the music video concept came from in 1979 and hence MTV in 1983 or
some time like that.
If you think this wasn't exploititive enough
imagine how many modern day cultures are based or founded on Mel or
some of these special institutions and individuals, and more dangerously
Charity organisations. The whole Gay (G- Ay, like farming Hay but
with a G at the front) culture is said to based on Mel or of those
times, and a lot of modern religious movements including Kabala (Gay
Lay again; Is what I call the other side of LA). A lot of christian
churches that have appeared in Africa in the last 2 decades, the whole
clubbing and House culture in Europe and America, etc are just some
of the new cultures we see today that all have roots connected to
this Game. In fact, my chemistry teacher from Bedford School once
told us in class that the guy who founded MDMA (the main chemical
element of the Ecstacy pill) used to go to our school; Imagine that.
On the Charity front we have organisations
like the whole Live Aid and Red Nose day concept of England by Bob
Geldof (he's not a fan of mine, trust me.)and several associated celebrities
aswell as several National foreign donors we have in Zambia today
from Scandanavian, Japan, China, America (USAID is actually a popular
sponsor of African Culture & Entertainment in a lot of surrounding
African countries but not mine though) and other related countries
in the world. That may also explain the sudden appearance of a killer
STD called AIDS in Africa in about 1981. Any conspiracy theorist will
tell you that AIDS was quite a deliberate act by I hear American or
even Polish scientists I' ve heard to try and control the population
numbers of countries in Africa like Zambia for what can only be exploitative
purposes. (Read more in Inventions
and Cultures of the game.)
Ofcourse Zambia the state itself under Kenneth
Kaunda (a socialist at heart) had favour towards certain associated
organisations, so TV and Radio and Goods inside our houses and schools
were highly game orientated too. We watched a lot of Harpo TV (a canadian
TV company associated with Sesame Street & other Children's TV
shows), The A- Team, Airwolf, and classic british comedy like 'Not
The Nine O' Clock News' (quite apptly named), 'Benny Hill' etc. A
big favourite of there's or 'THEM' is children's TV (they love to
spoil the kids and they probably have a history in Nursery Rhymes
and most definitely a present in Disney TV and other American Children's
TV networks). Most muppets (ma- pets) and cartoon characters from
Disney, Jim Henson, Hanna Barbera and are considered to be based on
me or people around me, as it were. These guys especially hate Mel
so I'm most likely to be found the bad guy; God bless Emmasdale.
Dr. Kaunda as said was quite socialist compared
to our National stance now so there were occasions in the 80s when
we banned Coca Cola and other major organisations from Zambia but
obviously I had no idea why at the time. Huh, Imperialists.e.
Another group of people highly associated
with the game are Political and Social figures. Every British
Prime minister since Margaret Thatcher and every American president
since Ronald Reagan is said to have been D- faced on me. The
Pope too, who came to Zambia in 1986 is the source of a Zambian
slang term 'John paul - A' which literally means to jack someone
or rob them. (Read more definitions in the Nui-
Oxford dictionary) Of course the Royal Family of England
are on me and that was what the Charles, Diana marriage was
about in 1982, guess Charles wears my face. (Check out more
celebrities who wear my face)
It was also during this time in the 80's
that are economy in Zambia began to free fall uncontrollably
with currency going from 17 Kwacha to the Pound Sterling to
well into the hundreds of Kwacha to the Pound Sterling. |
So, in September 1990 it was my turn to go
to school in England at a secluded boarding school in Buckinghamshire
called Swanbourne House School. The grounds were surrounded by forestry,
it would have been pretty hard to see Me had you not been there, perhaps
the point. My prior two older brother had been before me (on faces
of course) and so the staff had been expecting me.
It was all early bed times and the only TV
we were aloud to watch was 'Top Of The Pops', 'Casualty' and the occasional
staff selected movie. A very controlled environment. Most people there
were curious about me but there were the usual TV fanatics (The benders
who make real life situations fit in or look right around their fabricated
life) who spent most of the time trying to make me look and sound
stupid (Stoop- Id). I used to get asked questions like do I live in
a mud hut or with wild animals; (I'm sure non of them knew of me before
I got there, despite two of my older brothers having already attended
the school. BOLLOCKS!) As expected non of the staff thought it appropriate
to tell me I was being watch and televised by the whole world.
This is when I also began to see the emergence
of the 'Special' kids. In the years following me came this new group
of kids (highly favoured by teachers) who seemed to suffer from such
conditions as ADD- Attention Deficit Disorder, temper tantrums (both
of which I refer to as the 'JUMP' kids), minor disabilities such as
Pigeon toed feet and slurred speech. WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO LOOK AND
TALK LIKE NOW!
This was when my teeth also started to go and
I started to get a superficial yellow stain on the front of my teeth.
Though it's still slightly visible in bad lighting today, it has never
been seen or detected on any pictures taken of me. WEIRD ORE WHAT!
Another thing that used to happen to me was
that when ever I came back to Zambia for holidays, I would find it
hard to write when I got back to school in England. Now, what do you
suppose was the perception of me in Zambia that probably caused
things like that?
There were 2 major political incidents
that occured during this period of my life both in 1991. Firstly
in England, Margeret Thatcher (The Iron Lady responsible for
destroying socialism in Britain; particularly in the property
market) was asked to leave government and was replaced by John
(The Grey) Major, who to no surprise actually looked like a
slightly mentally retarded guy at our school. I actually speak
'2 him' now and ofcourse it was no accident or coincidence.
The second political incident that occured
in 1991 was The first change of Government we had in Zambia
as K Kaunda's UNIP (which my Dad now become an Member of Parliament
with) was replaced by Fredrick Chiluba and the MMD party; by
far the most corrupt and public fund stealing leaders we've
had in our national history. The guy is still in and out of
court today but how he has avoided jail is to be picked up later
in the article. |
We played 3 seasons of sport Rugby, Football
and Cricket. Though in my last year I play in the 1st team for all
three sports, there was a reluctance to play me in the open field.
This meant in Rugby I played in the forwards (reminds me Jamie Fox's
television ramblings about black players not being smart enough to
play Quarter Back in 'Any Given Sunday'), in the football season they
moved me to Goal keeper with gloves that seemed not to be able to
catch a ball (it cost me at least three goals that season) and in
the cricket season though I batted well it wasn't often. Maybe I wasn't
expected to be to good at these sports, later on you'll see why.
I acted in a few plays along the way, looking
back they were all based around me and I always seemed to play the
stereotypical Mel character. Nothing major. I also read a lot of books
from writers like J R Tolkien, Chronicle of Narnia, king Arthur, etc
and studied Latin and Greek Mythology, all or a lot of which have
made moves since. Particularly in the early 90s. This was probably
due to the bending nature of some of the people in my classes at that
time; I seem to remember one time as my Latin teacher began a new
topic in Mythology, how he commented 'You can hear the cogs grinding
away (A- Way)' as he looked around the class. Once more an example
of how this generation got off on making legend a modern reality.
I did make a Prefect in the End mainly due
to my end of year speeches at House Dinners, which our house seemed
to win the last four terms I was there. Though I received non of the
major school accolades at trophy time, I did get 'All round personality
of the year'. No one in my year moved on to the same secondary school
as me (two planned to but unfortunately didn't make it)but there were
a couple in the year above and the years below.
During half- terms and holidays, I spent my
time staying with my aunt in South London, Brockley. 'The Ghetto'.
She had married a few years earlier (at my Dad's expense like all
my family) and had just started having kids; 'JUMP' kids, who loved
to run around making a lot of noise and stoning me when I was trying
to watch TV. When I was there I stayed with my other cousins and Aunty
and Uncle who loved to watch new cable TV from the newly formed 'Sky
TV' that brought about shows like 'The Simpsons', '21 Jump Street'
and 'WWF Wrestling'. All very much related to this issue I should
think. We also made local legends of ourselves playing in the local
park and arcades where loads of kids used to turn up just to watch
us play on the Arcades for hours. Then we also did some freestyle
song writing at home about our plights with aunts and uncles who insisted
on calling us (me in particular dum and slow); a term I later heard
from Bedford School refered to it as "Brocking" (hitting
some on).
During the major holidays I would go home to
Zambia and meet up with the rest of my Older brother who were always
stocked up with the latest music and videos. My Dad had in 1991 been
voted in as a local Member of Parliament for our traditional district
but at the same time the one and only leading party of Zambia (UNIP
under Kenneth Kaunda) was voted out and replaced by the MMD. Yes,
the guys still killing the country today with rediculous lack of development
particularly in the fields I would be involved in: Entertainment-
the twin game with useless government supporting faces and IT, with
the fake computers and software that have been jacking and duplicating
my files. Let's not forget to mention every election they have won
since has been under high speculation of rigging, etc; the usual nonsense
in African politics. 1991 was also the year that the Zambia National
Football team set to qualify for the World Cup for the first time
in their history was mysteriously shot down while flying over Gabon,
North Africa. Obviously everyone on board died and we have never come
close to qualifying for a World Cup since under the MMD government.
Still today, there has been no resolution to what exactly happened
that day.
In September 1993 I most to Bedford School
in Bedfordshire the year after my immediate older brother left the
school a year early for the United States. Bedford was a much more
modern town but still with a long history going back to the 1600s.
As was the Harper Trust than owned Bedford school and most of the
town including the shopping centre or Mall. There was more freedom
here to go to town after school and go out on Saturday nights (something
they enjoyed or N- joyed a lot), all part of the off the ball culture
people there seemed to live by.
I spent most of the first year binge eating
as I could not make any of the top teams, I actually recall most of
the coaches not liking me and that's probably why. In fact I didn't
get on much with my House master or tutor both of whom were selected
by my brother and friends who ironically got on quite well with them.
Though my emediate brother was in the states his friends were still
there and though he did visit, it was never to see me. Ofcourse there
was also the usual 6th Form pushing around and countless comparisons
to my brother from other staff. My grades seemed to come out quite
poor that year to which seemed to distress a lot of people who keeped
pushing for reasons why but it seemed to ease up some staff. At this
point I had started to shop for my self a lot more in terms of cloths
and music (Hip Hop), non of which met the approval of my House Master
and senior prefects. This was ofcourse at the emergence of Death Row
records and Snoop Dogg's Doggy Style album (remeber he was banned
from England MTV which had just separated from MTV Europe around the
same time).
In the second year or 4th Form I did get to
play for the B's in rugby but then came the Hockey season and a nasty
case of ingrowing toe nails which put me out for the season. (You
should have seen what my brother's toe nails used to look like around
there, pretty bad!). I also started getting invited out to house parties
by the "cooler" piers but ofcourse my House Master never
allowed it. Our year did spend a lot of time messing about a lot of
which seemed to end up being blamed on me mainly, an action which
prompted friends from other houses to suggest I change house. This
didn't matter in the end as that House Master having lost his wife
the year before decided to step down, focusing more on his 'Conservative
Party' politics. In fact he did invite a friend and my favourite writer
at that time Jeffrey Archer round the house for cocktails with the
6th formers but the only guy he decided to meet him from our year
was the expected Head of House in our year who was obviously from
a generation of 'Old Bedfordians' who had all attended the school
generations before. Our House Master also being incharge of the CCF
(Combined Cadet Force) had also volunteered me to be an army cadet
with out my consent (apparently he had discussed with our year's Head
of House) and it was on a summer camping trip that I almost died twice;
firstly, when my canoe capsised on rapids and my future Head of House
was looking the other way will I was drifting down Grade two rapids
up side down and secondly, when we were on our way back from a mid
night trek as the leading team and a car full of local hoodlums came
speeding out the camp site smashing me with there side. A police report
was filed but I never heard of it since.
In the third year (5th Form) we got a new House
Master, a layed back Art teacher (but perhaps with the kind of young
son and daughter we may be worried about today). That year I did play
for the A's in Rugby but never got a shirt; there was a deliberate
brake of my hand in the second half of the season but I still played
on (without my House Mistress's consent). We were aloud to play football,
my favourite sport that year but I never came close to the A squad
(football is a 'BAD' sport and no coaches were even contemplating
it. I also had a good cricket season with the B's earning another
nickname 'Caribbean Boy' and was generally out on the pub and club
scene a lot. There some clubs 5th formers got trouble in if you met
the game 6th formers but I was cool everywhere. I got pretty good
GCSE grades in the summer and also spent a lot of time going out in
Zambia during that summer meeting girls and then obviously came 'the
sex problem'. They really hate seeing that in England. 1996 was also
the year Tupac Shakur was shot down and yes I was a fan and no I don't
call it a coincidence; 'No Diggedy' or is it No Dig Ed-E.
Got my GCSE grades back over the summer ( an
A in English, mostly B's and a couple of C's. Horribly a D in french)
Then we move on to the first year of 6th Form;
the lower 6th. This was like 'from a hot summer into cold winter'.
1st term or season (The christmas term) had me playing rugby for the
4ths (yes it's never been this bad since our 1st year at Bedford)
and well pretty much just drinking in town and the 6th form bar. We
also had ourselves a basket ball court around the back which caused
a stir with the Chinese and Arabs in my house. (man, these guys really
love black american culture). I also one of the only blacks in the
6th form (yes, a friend from the year above) get expelled for smoking
weed.
(Apparently he decided to roll a joint in his
room for break time and in walked the house master without knocking
or waiting to long. Talk about being set up; I tell you, there are
greater forces at work.)
We owned a nice flat in North London then and
I spent most half term breaks there. It was a nice flat in a rather
Jewish area (a real wankathon sort of place). Still had a few mates
and cousins coming round from south london and walks about London.
Some guys from school, particularly in the year above suggested coming
down for a party but these things never happen.
There were the usual end of term parties at
Chrismas and that was the night I got caught breaking out to check
Nigel Benn out DJing at a local club and then off to a neighbours
house party where everyone was just getting pissed and trashing furniture
and I smoked Pot for the first time. I was legless quite literally
and catching a walk back with the head of house who had the front
door keys, I found a note in my bed from Mr Fleming (In house tutor)
wishing a good night and an early appoinment with the house master.
It never came to anything because I was directing the house play and
we had the performance that night, which was lucky because my Dad
was around, but hey it's Christmas.
Into 1997, and the Easter term. This is the
football season and obviously I don't get to play here in any team.
They always seem to find a way to keep me on the bench. Conveniently
enough for them this was also the time that my school fees issues
began to arise and after half temr they booted me out of school. Having
stayed in London for three weeks my Dad just got me a ticket home
to Zambia and with My oldest brother Kay back from his Masters in
Atlanta and his friends, we just went out a lot, drank and shagged.
Oh, ya I also got myself a Zambian Girlfriend; I had know idea then
but these girls were a source of many a TV celebrity you may have
heard or seen since.
My Dad did ofcourse find some money to send
me back for the summer term which was the Cricket season. I didn't
play much cricket that year opting to do weights for the Rugby season.
Having retired from the Army the year before I had also begun Sports
coaching as an Extra Curricular Activity and received my junior Rugby
coaching certificate from the England RFU (that got lost in one trip
back to Zambia). Come half term, we were back to our school fees issue
again and I ofcourse had endof year exams. So I ended up staying at
our flat in London to study my parents and brother Kay passing through
as they went to my second brother's graduation at Miami University.
Oh, yes. I forget to mention it was around
about this time that having been left the car keys at the flat alone
I was arrested for drink driving. Ofcourse I didn't commit any crime,
I was just cruising a long and there parked in front of me was a police
car who then proceded to pull me up. I was a rather easy three hours
in jail a simple confession for the nice officers who were just doing
there job and I got a standard one year ban and a 300 pound fine (which
I'm sure people were hoping my Dad would be a lot worse about but
after a chat with our 1st Republican leader Kenneth Kaunda who we
had been dining with months earlier, he was cool about it ). I turned
up to school for the end of term before going back Zambia for
summer.
This was also the
period and time that Tony Blair and the Labour Government came
to power in England. (Yes about the time I was out of school.)
Most of life economically speaking, went down hill from hence
forth and 'No School' was the theme. You' ll also see later
on how they manipulated this plan to send other children and
young adults to school under the guise they were there to beat
Mel (me again). Anything for bragging rights, these guys! |
My second older brother was back by then, he's
a real 'pain in the arse', 'stick in the mud' kind of guy. Who's always
about doign something, and yes he also always seems to land himself
some pretty good jobs and positions with certain multinational institutions
who may well be a lot to do with this. My third older brother also
finished his Degree in Boston (yes, the one who was at Bedford school
and is now married to an English woman) and he also came back that
summer.
Last year all good, "lost" games
in the Rugby season, no football, my first poisoning, missing condoms
from Hotel (The NBA), lost flat, bad camera substituting my pictures.
Girls being 'no fans' (no sex thing.) new wine bars in Bedford.
To be Continued.
Talk about surprisingly bad A- Level results,
working at Pilatus (low salary), Rap competition, 1st blank spells.
Passport change (lost original passport).
Talk about goin to Richmond. No money, lot
of partying influence, Good Semester (staff) bad summer results. No
girls.
Summer in Zed (missed Nairobi flight), home
a lot No girls. Rugby season of no turn ups, back to England.
No money no flat, got flat but no school and
no money (banks issues), no work.
2000- Moving in with Bro. School (visa) then
no money, then no school and no money. Got PC. Last time at Notting
Hill Carnival.
2001- 2002- Moved to North London, September
11th, Continental Research (no christmas) impossible living with Bro
(Zed & UK friends), started planning Unified Promotions.
2002- 2003- Living with Aunt, moving back to
N.London with UN sponsored girls, working at NFO; ohhh my belly (Irritable
Bowel Syndrome), Starting Unified Promotions, Applied for Residency
in UK, No work no money at Continental, Kicked out of flat & moved
to much worse flat, declaration of war from UK Hip Hop underground.
Moving to East London, No DJ or MC support
from the Underground = no suppport from UK industry, Cousin's marriage
in the UK, Unified Promotions party flop (thank the Bank), Girlfriend
problems, Discovering the Interactive internet.
2004- Moving to Downs Hotel, Chronic Bowel
Syndrome, No work at Continental, Notice of Residency rejection, Birth
of Malenge T Ngondo the writer & Sign Of The Times, US Hip Hop
turn on Mel, finally allowed to leave UK.
Talk about George W Bush re-election (Fahrenheit
9/11). Incorparate Hollywood/ Music industry reality TV and 'Sign
Of The Times'.
2005, Breaking Mel In.
Jan- March- Talk about Hollywood turning on
you.
March- June- Talk about Gay rape, Driving Licence
(no car), New Girlfriend (pro Zambia plant).
June- Sept- Talk about Styles MC/ BSE implimentation.
Sept- Dec- Talk about Limbi's wedding, broken
arm at Times Cafe, New Girlfriend (music industry plant), Chrismas
assaults (after scoring short film role).
2006, Robbing Styles MC and BSE
Jan- March- Waiting for Distributer in Germany
(Phonector.com), Filming short film (no pay check).
March- June- BSE- The remixes CD, cutting the
Phone line, buying a new Hard Drive, taking CIW exams, The 1st House
Repossesion.
June- Sept- Replacing my PC (for worse PCs),
more house issues. losing all my files. The Kabulonga Party
Sept- Dec- Being sent to jail, getting kicked
out of Chamba Valley house, moving to Emmasdale (and there ghosts),
The Music Industry's End Of Season Flush (or heist), being robbed;
for my phone.
2007, Going To Town
Jan- March- The Lodge experience (completely
blanking out), Getting robbed twice (at Northmead), The Fake Video.
March- June- Replacing My PC (fake Microsoft
software spoiling vocals), Local Girlfriend (very gay), Opening StylesMC.com
website, Doing The Ghost Stories/ Whos' The MC video, Standard Chartered
Bank stealing money from my account, No Human Rights organisations,
sending application to 'Big Brothe Africa', Getting locked out of
my files
June- Sept- Fixing vocals (causes all speakers
to blow), spoiled DVD/CD roms in town, Having StylesMC.com website
cancelled twice (with no refund 1st time), SoundClick.com scam to
steal my music.
Sept- Dec- Attempts to steal and spoil 'Styles
MC-The Demo' album, 'Big Brother Africa' (most dastardly attempt at
a reality show so far), No distribution in Zambia, getting a job 'in
Canada'(which was really a fake escapade), sending my CD to distributers
in England (never responded again) and America, opening a Barclays
account, spoiling my Christmas for George W. Bush.
2008, The 12 month Website.
Handing out 'The Demo' track samples, Dream
Cosmetics & Down Town don't pay, DOOR Call Centre; how to stain
your teeth and spoil your cloths paying chicken feed. Zimbabwe lead
the way, Mel Stands Up in the name of comedy. BSE breaks them all
out (Cloths, Videos, Books & 2 Kool 4 Skool).
They are old circle of individuals and organisations
(sort of like the Free Masons, I've heard that.) who were or are associated
with Empirical behaviour particularly that of the most recent British
Empire. They were definitely slave owners (check out the Nui- Oxford
Dictionary definitions, which are really Ole' D, to understand 'Y').
This would mean they are found in most Common Wealth (3rd World) countries
... USA, Britain, 'Old World' Europe very much including Russia and
all those Commy states, Japan, China, India and the fundamentalist
(Fun-Da-MentA- lisT) Muslim and Jewish world to name a few. China
and Japan being old (Ole'D) states may account for there rather stronger
opinionated cultures what you read about here could have been known
but never fully explained by our States (STay-Ts) elders for centuries
or maybe those that were aware have vanished or deteriorated. 'Who
would do something like that!'
Wait for a more detailed list. Warning (W-OreNinG)
We may have to name a few World Leaders (LEa-Ders).
America-
Europe-
Asia-
Africa-
South America-
Australia-
Others-
What's An Empire all about?
This is complex question because if you understand
the basis of an empire and how the people within them are ruled or
governed, then you'll have to understand that People are considered
to have at least two presences; A physical one and at least one but
mostly two Souls (S-Ou-L) but perhaps even several more in a lot of
cases. Ever wondered why certain people are moody (MOo-Dy).
Anyway (NE-Way)! People are often divided,
whether consciously or subconsciously depending on how much the individual
knows, into two catergories. Master (MAs-Ta) or Slave (SLay-Ve). Notice
that if you drop the E on slave you have Slav, the name for people
from Eastern Europe. Basically we (that's the 'Royal We' and our second
character (CHa-Rac-Ta) or personality (Pur-Son-A-LT) are driven to
being either one or the other in order to fit in to our (O-UR) societies.
Remember, that some souls are centuries old and can be that instinctually
driven. Ever wondered why your more attracted, some times quite animalistically,
towards certain women or their body shapes. The Idiot (Id-OT) in you
(U).
So basically, our societies are driven on that
basis of heirarchy (H-Air-RKey) with the strongest or oldest souls
rising to the top to rule the rest of us but obviously in a more advanced
state these days or is it? (check out the Nui- English Dictionary)
so does anybody really die or DI in the physical state; It's like
alien wars on planet earth isn't it. Wonder which one your working
(Wur-Kin) for or who snatched (SNa-Tch-D) your body (B-Od), check
out my Who's the Devil part of the article.
This issue runs even deeper than you would
imagine as Doctors and Dentists involved are often in the habit of
altering game peoples appearances to suit there cause. Which is more
like the handicapped or charity needy in the third world anyway (hence
why AIDS may be callled aids).
From birth I had the thumb on my left had bent
crooked (What's the difference between monkeys and human beings? Apposable
(A- posable) thumbs!) and that was no means the end of it. My dentists
spent the majority of my 1st ten years in Zambia bending the teeth
on my lower jaw so they were scattered (Sss- Cat- Ad) and out of line.
A common finish in my family and Zambia (probably most common towns
or hoods in the world.
This wasn't enough for England though who in
my 1st couple of years there proceeded to chip my front teeth on my
nicely aligned top jaw and then I seemed to develop a quite abnormal
yellow stain there to, one I've quite struggled to get rid off. My
younger brother had one too, must be in the water. It could explain
why my parents thought it more appropriate to give birth to my youngest
brother in Zimbabwe, God knows what the Zambian doctors had in mind
for a Nice (NIe- C) finish.
As mentioned before there have been several
attempts particularly in the last two years to bend and break my bones
and teeth to look more like them. Broken shoulder to give a slight
dis- aligned lump in stature and more teeth breaking to give me 'that'
(tha- T) gap in the front teeth and of course the legs, we
really like (L-ike) a good (G-ood) limp (L-imp)
or lean (L-ean).
They tend to prefer body shapes that are either
tall and skinny (Ectomorphs or Ec-To-MorFs) like Europeans (more master
orientated) or short and fat or broad (En-Do-MorFs) like africans
(more slave orientated). They particularly like skinny bottoms or
frumpy (F- rumpy) ones for women (the wide hips may be what gives
way to the term 'Hippy'. Yes, they're 'them' too.) Maybe what fascinated
(F-AsC-Nate) white people when they first came to Africa
A family traits include; a gap in the front
teeth, a dis- aligned lower jaw that is tucked in, thinning, balding
or greying hair, rather obvious birth marks or scares on the body,
broken or bent bones, rashes and skin ailments (athlete's foot was
quite a common one from my English schools) and these days AIDS. Trust
me it's almost a requirement for my circles in Zambia and where I've
been in England and London, surprisingly nobody tells you that. Just
hope you take your dose I guess. I witnesses many people I know get
shot by people I know and didn't even know it was happening.
It's all good for Charity though so I guess
the Red cross and US AID aren't planning on going out of business
anytime soon.
Well if you've seen 'Single White Female' (Definitely
'THEM') then the first thing you'll no is that they like to hide under
disguised appearances. So watch out when you next go to the hair dressers,
that cut could be the next catalyst of a celebrity hair style revolution.
Mind you, I don't think they'll pay you or give you credit for it
but some of 'THEM' would like you to believe they do.
Ever heard the question; 'where do all the
left socks go?' If so, then you know that they also like to take or
Jack things that they perceived to be 'off value' or ' IMportANT'.
So if you ever wonder where that Doll or Action figure went when you
were like 6 yrs old, there's probably someone in the world, some where,
telling that story, right now. I guess that's where all the left socks
go. 'Fuel for School'; I'm copyrighting that by the way just in case
any of 'you' are reading.
Ever heard the saying 'Eyes wide shut'; the
movie, with Tom Cruise obviously, is along very related lines. Imagine
that night out you had when you had a little to much to drink and
can't remember what you did? And yet you were awake and in most cases
made it home alright ( or Ore- Right). So who was in control of you
that night? Probably what I call 'Sleepers' (SssLee-Pas). In other
words it was your subconscience if you like or maybe another personality,
depending on your beliefs, who was carrying you around. Having understood
this, it begs the question how often are we awake or in control of
ourselves during a normal day and how much of what we do is done subconsciencely.
If you understand 'THEM' then you know that they very much like people
'out of control' so try and stay awake and aware of your actions at
all times or you may just see yourself on Crime Watch TV tomorrow.
They love Drama (D-RAM-A) like fights, sexual affairs, arguments and
accidents.
If 'U' were a super model, you'd probably
be Naomi Campbell. If you were a musician, you'd probably be Madonna,
etc. if you know these people then you know that they share a similar
trait; that is to stay in the Lime (L-Im-E) light. That's why you
do it, they love attention. (Reminds me of a common psychological
condition in children who can't sit still call ADD; Attention Deficit
Disorder).
The reason why Alpha males or females attract
bad attention is because if you consider life to be a TV show with
the major players getting the most air time, 'U' are there to be the
better (Bet-A) half. With such a love for attention, it makes you
wonder who invented or came up with multimedia communication. The
question of the day is really why are you 'U' when you are 'U'.
Read more about Game
Spirits for my views on why.