<$BlogRSDUrl$>

WHERE ALL RANK IS LOST

Thursday, September 08, 2005





Diddy The Prophet

In the wake of hurricane Katrina I can only think back to
Diddy's ridiculous 2004 get out the vote campaign “Vote or Die".
I remember seeing Josh filling out his absentee ballot in
fear of death. He really thought he was going to die if he
didn't vote. No surprise there.

Well anyways. So far every African American that fell victim
to hurricane Katrina did not vote. According to Diddy's website,
Diddy has been compiling all the names of the dead and compared
them to his hit list database. And shonuff none of them were
registered voters. Good thing I voted. So now it appears Diddy
can add prophet to his long list of hats.



To sum things up if you don't vote you will die. Mother Nature
herself will come and hunt your ass down. Or like my fellow rappers
are suggesting, Bush will use Mother Nature to start his own Holocaust.

Man I hate rappers. They should go back to killing each other.

I also want to announce my new foundation.

It's the Buy Sean Penn A Boat Foundation And A Bucket To.

What a fucking looser. Good actor horrible first responder.

Well it’s sad to say but I honestly felt like the whole Katrina
news coverage was one giant movie / reality show. Similar to the
Blair Witch pic. I found it very entertaining. Where else can you
get pissed off cops yelling profanities and Geraldo going fucking
nuts in the middle of a huge lootathon? I have nothing to watch
anymore. Good thing it's almost football time, which reminds me
it's time to finalize my fantasy football rosters. Laters bitches
I got bizznass to tend to.

Thursday, July 14, 2005




Houston Rapper Fired As Baggage Screener


HOUSTON -- When Bassam Khalaf raps, he's the Arabic Assassin. His unreleased CD, "Terror Alert," includes rhymes about flying a plane into a building and descriptions of himself as a "crazy, suicidal Arabic ... equipped with bombs."

Until last week, Khalaf also worked as a baggage screener at George Bush Intercontinental Airport.

"I've been screening your bags for the past six months, and you don't even know it," said Khalaf, who also said Thursday that he is not really a terrorist and that his rhymes are exaggerations meant to gain publicity.

Andrea McCauley, a spokeswoman for the regional Transportation Security Administration office in Dallas, said the agency checks criminal records before hiring screeners, but it does not investigate what people do in their spare time.

"We have eyes and ears in the workplace," McCauley said. "Once we discovered these Web sites, we fired him."

An Internet search of Khalaf's name brings up Web sites that feature his obscene, violent and misogynistic raps that threaten to fly a plane into a building on Sept. 11, 2005.

Khalaf, 21, was hired on Jan. 16 and fired July 7, according to a TSA termination letter that cited his "authorship of songs which applaud the efforts of the terrorists on September 11th, encourage and warn of future acts of terrorism by you, discuss at length and in grave and alarming detail various criminal acts you intend to commit, state your belief that the U.S. government should be overthrown, and finally warn that others will die on September 11, 2005."

Khalaf, who was born in Houston and is of Palestinian descent, said working as a baggage screener was the best paying job he's ever had. He said he hoped to use any extra money he earned to produce his CD.

"I kept my music and my job separate. I told a couple of people who I thought was cool with me at work that I rapped, but I never sat there and told them lyrics or anything," said Khalaf. "I guess somebody probably told them that I had a Web site."

Khalaf said his terrorist-themed rhymes are more about marketing. He called his songs art and pointed to other rappers who have rhymed about terrorism. He specifically cites Eminem's song, "My Dad's Gone Crazy," which discusses blowing everything on the map up except Afghanistan and says: "There's no tower too high, no plane that I can't learn how to fly."

"Controversy sells," Khalaf said. "It brings a lot of attention. Everybody wants to label all Arabics terrorists just because a couple of people messed up. Well, I'm going to play along with that character. I'm going to let you think I'm one."

Tuesday, June 07, 2005

SR Tech News

I know allot of you count on the SR for your latest tech news, so here is some really good shit. It's what mp3's did to the music industry but only with DVD's, and no Adamic they are not called DV3's. Go ahead read on.

Introducing ratDVD: A new way to compress your DVDs


Would you like to be able to compress an entire 9GB DVD to 1 single file about 1GB-3GB (depending on the DVD and your settings) in size, keeping menus, bonus features, multiple audio and subtitle tracks as well as video Angles? Well students from the university of Aarhus, Danmark and St. Petersburg State Electrotechnical University "LETI", Russia yesterday released a new Compression format specifically geared towards the compression of complete DVDs without loss of any features or noticeable quality called ratDVD.

After a DVD is compressed to one much smaller file, it can be played back on your PC like you would play a normal DVD or you can convert it back to DVD to burn to disc and watch it with a stand-alone DVD player. Currently it requires users to have Microsoft Windows XP, DirectX 9.0, and Windows Media Player 10. "This new format makes sharing DVDs possible like MP3 did for Audio-CDs. Comparing ratDVD with conventional compression methods like MPEG-4, H264, DivX or XviD is like comparing DVD with VHS. Unless you use ratDVD, you get only parts of the video but loose everything that makes DVD special." says Peter Jensen, project team leader.

ratDVD can preserve all the features of the original DVD such as:

# Full Anamorphic picture, seamless branching, multiple video angles, multiple audio channels, subpictures, etc.
# Keep movie versions (Directors Cut, Theatrical version, etc.), Alternate story endings, making of, video commentary , cut scenes, etc..
# Keep complete menus, navigation and features
# Reliable high quality, valid check-summed Container.

Don't forget to visit the ratDVD homepage at: http://www.ratdvd.dk/index.htm


Dirty

John Forbes Kerry and George Walker Bush during their student days at Yale University.
The Boston Globe
Yale grades portray Kerry as a lackluster student
His 4-year average on par with Bush's

By Michael Kranish, Globe Staff | June 7, 2005

WASHINGTON -- During last year's presidential campaign, John F. Kerry was the candidate often portrayed as intellectual and complex, while George W. Bush was the populist who mangled his sentences.

But newly released records show that Bush and Kerry had a virtually identical grade average at Yale University four decades ago.

In 1999, The New Yorker published a transcript indicating that Bush had received a cumulative score of 77 for his first three years at Yale and a roughly similar average under a non-numerical rating system during his senior year.

Kerry, who graduated two years before Bush, got a cumulative 76 for his four years, according to a transcript that Kerry sent to the Navy when he was applying for officer training school. He received four D's in his freshman year out of 10 courses, but improved his average in later years.

The grade transcript, which Kerry has always declined to release, was included in his Navy record. During the campaign the Globe sought Kerry's naval records, but he refused to waive privacy restrictions for the full file. Late last month, Kerry gave the Navy permission to send the documents to the Globe.

Kerry appeared to be responding to critics who suspected that there might be damaging information in the file about his activities in Vietnam. The military and medical records, however, appear identical to what Kerry has already released. This marks the first time Kerry's grades have been publicly reported.

The transcript shows that Kerry's freshman-year average was 71. He scored a 61 in geology, a 63 and 68 in two history classes, and a 69 in political science. His top score was a 79, in another political science course. Another of his strongest efforts, a 77, came in French class.

Under Yale's grading system in effect at the time, grades between 90 and 100 equaled an A, 80-89 a B, 70-79 a C, 60 to 69 a D, and anything below that was a failing grade. In addition to Kerry's four D's in his freshman year, he received one D in his sophomore year. He did not fail any courses.

''I always told my Dad that D stood for distinction," Kerry said yesterday in a written response to questions, noting that he has previously acknowledged that he spent a lot of time learning to fly instead of focusing on his studies.

Kerry's weak grades came despite years of education at some of the world's most elite prep schools, ranging from Fessenden School in Massachusetts to St. Paul's School in New Hampshire.

It is noteworthy, however, that Kerry received a high honor at Yale despite his mediocre grades: He was chosen to deliver his senior class oration, a testament to his reputation as a public speaker. He delivered a speech questioning the wisdom of the Vietnam War, in which he would soon see combat.

Kerry gradually improved his grades, averaging 81 in his senior year. His highest single grade was an 89, for a political science class in his senior year. Despite his slow start, he went on to be a top student at Naval Candidate School, command a patrol boat in Vietnam, graduate from law school, and become a prosecutor, lieutenant governor, US senator, and presidential candidate.

In his Navy application, Kerry made clear that he spent much of his college time on extracurricular activities, including the Yale Political Union, the Debating Association, soccer, hockey, fencing, and membership in the elite Skull and Bones Society. Asked to describe nonschool training that qualified him for the Navy, Kerry wrote: ''A great deal of sailing -- ocean and otherwise, including some navigation. Scuba diving. Rifle. Beginning of life saving." He said his special interests were ''filming," writing, and politics, noting that the latter subject occupied 15 hours per week.

Gaddis Smith, a retired Yale history professor who taught both Kerry and Bush, said in a telephone interview that he vividly remembers Kerry as a student during the 1964-1965 school year, when Kerry would have been a junior. However, Smith said he doesn't have a specific memory about Bush.

Based on what Smith recalls teaching that year, Kerry scored a 71 and 79 in two of Smith's courses. When Smith was told those scores, he responded: ''Uh, oh. I thought he was good student. Those aren't very good grades." To put the grades in perspective, Smith said that he had a well-earned reputation for being tough, and noted that such grades would probably be about 10 points higher in a similar class today because of the impact of what he called ''grade inflation."

Bush went to Yale from 1964 to 1968; his highest grades were 88s in anthropology, history, and philosophy, according to The New Yorker article. He received one D in his four years, a 69 in astronomy. Bush has said he was a C student.

Like Kerry, Bush reportedly suffered through a difficult freshman year and then pulled his grades up.

Michael Kranish can be reached at kranish@globe.com.

Tuesday, April 12, 2005


Jack and I
Dirty

Return Of The Mack
So it's been a while since my last post. I picked today to post partially because it's my birthday. Another reason is because Al has released his new mix CD. Which I am piecing together right now. So what is there to say. Well I guess allot of things have happened since my last post. OOOHH I met Jack Hanna that was pretty cool. I was at Busch Gardens over the weekend with the family. Jack Hanna is a hell of a guy. He sat there and talked with me for about 10 minutes. It was like I was David Letterman and he was on my show or something.

Also has anybody noticed how much the name Sanchez is being used. It's all over the place. It's on tv shows, movies, and all kinds of stuff. I think it's pretty cool. I hope it's not some kind of trend.

Saturday, November 20, 2004

People's Poll

I've always wondered how black Burt is and I've personally struggled to figure it out. So I turn it over to you the people to decide this one. Vote now on the Sanchez Report Poll.

Thursday, November 18, 2004




The People Have Spoken

All week long people have been waiting for the results of my pole and they are now in. After counting all the absentee ballots and provisional ballots the people have spoken and they say Downing is Gay As Fuck.

Peoples Pole : Is Downing Gay Results

71% of the vote said he was Gay As Fuck
14% of the vote said he was a member of the YMCA
0% said Yes He's Flaming
7% said Yes
7% said No-(Downing's vote which doesn't count)

A total of 92% said he was gay compared to a total of 7% who said he was not gay. Which was probably Downing's vote. So then 100% of all voters think Downing is gay to some degree and 71% think Downing is as gay as you can get. Downing my friend you are gay. It is now safe to come out of your sanctuary. Fly like a bird. Stay away from our asses.



I'm Blushing

So the time has finally come. We have hit 2000. I want to bring it to everybody's attention that the SR has been in existence for almost a year and our hit counter for about four months. So I would go out on a limb here and say that if we would have put the hit counter on earlier we would probably be hitting 10,000 right now. But fuck it 2000 it is. To all my new readers and old readers it has been a pleasure providing you with good quality reading material. You showed up to work and checked the SR while you were trying to hide from your boss. I respect that. The SR has spawned off many other blogs and I want you my readers to give them a shot. The SR was a product of my addiction to the Drudge Report. I wanted to create a platform where I could pretty much say what ever I wanted about whoever I wanted and get away with it. If your wondering if I have ever offend anybody with this site probably not. People are to dumb to realize what I write on here is really what I think and how I feel, and I feel comfortable saying that about my contributors as well. This is our avenue to express ourselves and we will keep doing it. I will continue to serve up the best stories and whatever else for you guys. I want to thank Darly Neill, Al Fritz, and Josh Ellison for helping me make the SR the best I could. You might be wondering why Josh Ellison. Well he has been the target of my blog on various occasions and he takes it like a champ. I really need to put a picture of this on guy on my site so you can all see what he looks like. Gay as shit.

Sunday, November 14, 2004


The earth skipped a beat today, and that beat was about as funky as all hell.
Somewhere in Brooklyn, circa 1969, Russel Tyrone James dropped straight from the sky into welfare. Fortunately, welfare managed to avoid being robbed during the exchange. Russel grew up in the Fort Green neighborhood with his cousins, Robert Diggs and Gary Grice. Other than being some nasty street hoodlums, they all shared something. They loved kung-fu and rap...which I remind you clash like lesbians and dick. As all black men inevitably do, these youngsters changed their names. You now know them as "The RZA" (or: "I couldn't afford the other vowel"...WHERE'S YOUR FUCKING VOWEL RZA!), "The Genius", and "Old Dirty Bastard". These young men started something amazing that would carry on for years in the future. This mixture of hip-hop and martial arts was unheard of. No one could stand against their wave of innovation. To this day black youths can be seen wearing oversized silk print t-shirts and watching Dragon Ball Z. This is no coincidence.
"I'll tell you right right right in your motherfucking face motherfucker, you know when you know motherfuckin well we don't play that shit...or I don't play that shit. That's just Wu Tang, you know? I'm the nigga that give it to you raw." - ODB
We all know the Wu Tang story (unless you grew up on the other side of the Mason Dixon. Chances are YOU don't even know the George Washington Carver story you racist bastard.), but few people know the details of ODB's wild life. I'll fast forward to the good shit. In November of 1997 ODB was arrested for not paying $35,000 in child support. Here's the thing. That was one year's missed support. Let's do some math...in 1997 ODB would have been 28. At 28 years old Mr. Jones had 13 fucking kids. That right there is why Brooklyn is so fucked up. I think this also explains why it seems like every black person I meet is the extended family of every other black person I meet. "Yo, this is my cousin." I'm a racist bastard, and my seat in hell is reserved. Me and Matt Damon, and the dad from Family Ties. All burning together.
In 1998 ODB pleaded guilty to charges of assault on his wife Iceline Jones (they had 3 kids together). A month later a warrant was issued for his arrest, and he was shot by two men during a robbery. The bullet in the back put him in ER, but after 7 hours at the hospital he simply walked out. A week later he was arrested in Virginia Beach for walking out of a shoe store with a pair of $50 sneakers on his feet. After missing several court orders for his shoplifting a warrant was issued for his arrest. Then in September he was picked up for making "terrorist threats" outside of a party that Des'ree was hosting. He told the security guards he was going to fucking shoot them. Actually, I imagine it was something a lot less coherent since he was thrown out of the party for being drunk as hell. Regardless, it is illegal in California to even say you're going to shoot a faggot, let alone let one mow your grass...so ODB was arrested. A few months later ODB was charge with more terrorism after he told an ex-girlfriend he was going to kill her. "Im'ma cut yo' fivin' ass!" or something like that. He denied everything, but it should be duly noted that ODB was a terrorist. Shortly after all this terrorism ODB crossed the line. After showing up in New York after a temporary hiatus ODB was arrested for, get this, being pulled over and then getting out of his vehicle and opening fire on the police. Luckily, there was no corroberating evidence whatsoever. No cases. No gunpowder residue. Nothing but white supremecy. After the case got all the way to a Grand Jury it was thrown out of court. Subsequently, ODB was pulled over a dozen times in a short span by NYPD blue. This, like all other instances of racial profiling to date, lead to the hiring of Robert Shapiro.
I need to sum this up into a few short sentences...for pity's sake. Over the next couple of years ODB was picked up on 3 drug charges, the final one involving 20 vials of crack. After several attempts at rehab (all failed because he would drink and "carouse" at the rehab center) ODB was remanded to the legal system for sentencing. The prosecution was originally interested in going easy on ol' Russel, but after he hit on her (calling her a "sperm donor") they hammered his black ass. 4 years. 4 years in the California State Penitentiary. Not exactly Berkley. ODB got his degree in getting fucked up though, suffering a broken leg after an altercation with another inmate. Apparently he wouldn't sing "Shimmy Shimmy Ya" while another inmate stole his ass virginity. In July of 2001 ODB was placed on suicide watch. Big fucking deal.
What does all of this amount too? Old Dirty Bastard is dead. Dirt McGirt has suffered a heartattack the day before his 36th birthday. Big Baby Jesus didn't die of a heartattack though. He died from being the hardest nigga ever. This guy was living in a box drinking Cristal. That is fucking sick. He did however join the ranks of young men to pound one out on Mariah Carey's racially unspecific ass. Yes, Joe Bannanas fucked Mariah Carey. Osirus. In fact, I would contribute that to the downfall of her career....that and the fact that any black man with an album was in there (I'm going to hell). Oh well...
Rather than focus on his death, let's focus on his life. ODB was the face on the fear of every white man that drove a Saab. He was the profile on the wall of every police station. He ran onto the stage during Shawn Colvin's "Best Song of the Year" acceptance speach, stole the mic, and proceeded to tell everyone what we all know: "Wu Tang is for the babies"..."Puffy is good...but Wu Tang is better".
It is without further ado that I award Russel Tyrone Jones the "Mad Niggerish" award. He left 13 kids fatherless, dozens of women broken hearted (and broken mouthed), and hundreds of pairs of sneakers un-stolen. He also managed to put out an album that went gold, and apply for welfare in the same year. Genius.
"...enough to make you break ya, shake ya ass 3 times a day. Rhymes good as the Tastycake mix."
That's right Russel, those rhymes really are as good as Tastycake mix. May Otis Redding bless your soul you Mad Niggerish motherfucker.

This page is powered by Blogger. Isn't yours?

Top