The Missing Piece To Cuomo’s Losing

This is the missing piece to Zohran Mamdani beating Andrew Cuomo, who fell out of my favor as I learned his problematic history. June 23rd 2025 I confirmed to Cuomo he wasn’t going to be mayor (read Andrew Cuomo Crossed Me). This is why Mamdani started surging ahead of him last minute. Behind the scenes I saw the above post of Cuomo saying nigga on the radio on June 19th 2025 and saved it. Just days prior to choosing the democratic primary. Andrew Cuomo’s fealty to Israel coupled with his racism was the final straw.

Thus he went from winning for months to flopping last minute, because my mood shapes the political landscape (read PSA: My Mood Dictates Politics).

Y’all gonna learn to respect black people. If you want to say nigga earn it like my ancestors, I’d be more than happy to put you on plantation for a fraction of the time. Giving the full experience: whips slashing your back, selling your children, poor living conditions, rape, breeding, working you to the bone and more. Fair trade. Us reclaiming the word is the generational wealth you’ve otherwise stripped from us. How were Central Park and the projects formed? By taking the homes of black people. Every time we come up it’s stolen from us. How was the African American created? By English men fornicating and raping African women, then changing the laws, so we wouldn’t inherit the wealth owed to us (read Why I Say Play Brown Sugar). We’re entitled to reparations. Not one inbred dirty white has beat me in a debate, because I know my history. Despite the white imagination facts are facts, I’m well educated and speaking the truth. Don’t try me, you’ll get spanked. Via: Pragmatic.Leftism

Updated: 11/6/2025 9:04am

Growing Up Ghetto UES Edition

Carrying this secret is eating me up inside, it’s time to come clean. Fitting in by any means necessary is important to me, even if it means concocting stories of an upbringing unobtainable by black people. Fake it till you make it. My name is Jaquana Cornelius, I’m an uneducated, ghetto foster baby in my 40’s. Despite never having a conversation, Binn & Genc Jakupi know me like the back of their hands (read Binn And Genc Jakupi Have Zero Remorse). Everything they told Naomi Campbell, who defamed me on their behalves, is right. The truth will always come to light, pretending to be something I’m not has finally caught up to me.

I stand before you a fraud. As the above gallery makes obscenely clear, growing up impoverished forced me into gang relations as a youth. Although I have a devil may care attitude in the second picture, I’m not proud of my behavior. The streets called and we shouldn’t have answered. Unfortunately we didn’t have a choice, it was do or die out there. If we didn’t mark our territories at McDonald’s (picture four), or The Great Lawn (picture five), how the fuck were we going to eat? Please understand, we didn’t choose this life, it chose us. Our only crime, playing the cards dealt to us as best we could (picture one). To everyone I deceived, I’m truly sorry. Please forgive me. What I did was wrong. While the Jakupi brothers dealt with war from 1998-1999, walking over corpses, I wore butterfly clips to play with my Furby, and took computer classes at school (remember Ask Jeeves?). At the end of the day, I should have been honest about my life. A nigga girl growing up on the Upper East Side? Preposterous. Via: Jaquana Cornelius

Inhale Nature For A Walk In Nature

Had a fantastic stoner walk in sacred Central Park today. Inhaled nature, to walk in nature. Cleared my head. I’m such a true blue New Yorker, I can walk miles upon miles no problem. 100 blocks on a beautiful summer day, is in my wheelhouse. A great way to start the weekend. Enjoy yours. Artist: Moon Milli Art

You’re Someone’s Survival Guide

Legit the story of my life. Glad to be of service. There is no one linear path for everyone to take, we’re all unique beings with different purposes. Life also moves in cycles, open yourself up to the possibility of miracles and watch how the universe works for you. At 33 my life is already unbelievable, insanely so, which is why I document everything. Except this one time I let Lauren document ducks in Central Park, they’ve always been my favorite animal, because they can fly, swim, and walk, multi-talented. When I was three I had these jeans with Plucky Duck on them, I wore all the time (they were light blue, the right knee had a single shred, the left side his green face). When people asked me what I wanted to be at the time my answer was Plucky. Then I’d quote him, “Plucky go down the hole.”
That day in Central Park I did a duck call with my fist at a pair of ducks, they responded and then started walking. They turned back, quacking. “I think they want us to follow them,” I told her. So we did follow, through brambles and branches, they lead us to a bench on the edge of The Lake. After they disappeared, three minutes later they came back with their ducklings like seven plus of them. I could not believe it, we played with them for some time. Lauren recorded all of it, then she lost her phone and absolutely nobody believed us. I was pissed. I digress.

I have had so many up and downs, living on a prayer, with only faith in the almighty God. Literally I’ve survived on pure miracles, which irritates the haters and fake friends. A lot of times I wondered why and I know it’s to show others they too can move mountains with a mustard seed. If I can do it so can you. And I believed because I saw others do it, Lana Del Rey couch surfing is what got me through couch surfing after that gypsy hex. Stevie Nicks joined Fleetwood Mac when she had only $200, so no I didn’t choose wrong being an artist and entrepreneur, over marketing and law. Now it’s my turn to be that for others. How beautiful it is that we’re interconnected, lighting the way for each other. If things feel insurmountable look to the past, if my ancestors escaped slavery to be in the White House (we built), what can’t I overcome? Via: The Happy Snapshot

Parks & Recreations

The friends you smoke with at Peter Pan right after school. The Carl Schurz Park one, not Central. God. Childhood in New York City was sketchy. I look back like damn I was ballsy AF, rolling legit sixty deep with gang members mixed in, nobody f*cked with us. That was only ninth grade lol. What would teenage you be doing tonight? Via: Betch Mood

Pandemic Precautions With Britney

We’re closer to out of this than not, please remember to wear a mask! There were so many people in Central Park on The Great Lawn, less than a centimeter apart, mask and glove free. Unwise, we don’t want a second wave (which I feel is going to happen at this rate). Be like Britney, be safe. Are you taking the proper precautions when you’re out during nice weather? Via: V Files