Post by Anthony Bailey on Jan 13, 2012 14:42:39 GMT -4
I hate the common widespread belief of women being inferior to men. Do the same men who embrace this thought pattern label their own mothers inferior as well? The woman that carried their fetus for nine long months and whose breast milk sustained their very essence is not esteemed how she ought to be but she has been reduced to a dishwashing twenty-first century rendition of Mrs. June Cleaver. I am by no means waving the feminist banner, but when will we learn that our women are much more than personal slaves comprised of breasts, hips, and thighs?
{{The scene opens to the parking lot of a Denny’s restaurant located in Tampa, Florida. The day is slightly chilly as several customers clad in winter attire continually enter and exit the restaurant. Anthony Bailey, the Hispanic female and African American male friends he’s usually seen hanging out with, Tampa Bay Buccaneers starting Quarterback Josh Freeman, and an older unidentified woman are all gathered in front of a black 2012 Audi Q5 talking and laughing with one another. Bailey is wearing a red, black, and white Tampa Bay Bucs snapback hat, a red Josh Freeman Tampa Bay Bucs football jersey over a white long sleeved shirt, black jeans, and a pair of red, black, and white Nike sneakers. Anthony speaks up over the laughter.}}
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: Ma, you being tired last night was no excuse for you missing such a great party.
Josh Freeman: Yes, indeed it was.
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: You should’ve showed them young girls how you still get down. You know, teach them a thing or two.
{{They all laugh.}}
Older Woman: Trust me son, if I got down, it would’ve taken me eons to rise back up.
{{They all continue laughing as we now realize that the older woman is the mother of Anthony Bailey.}}
Josh Freeman: I would’ve helped you up Mrs. Bailey.
Mrs. Bailey: You would’ve needed your entire team to help you with that baby.
Young African American Male: Yo Ant, did you see that one chick at the party last night wearing the white dress? She was working that thing. She was thicker than a milkshake!
{{Josh and the young Hispanic woman laugh as Anthony gives his friend the look of death.}}
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: Not around my mother fool!
Young African American Male: My bad fam. I’m just saying…
Mrs. Bailey: It’s okay baby.
{{She points at Anthony.}}
His father used to talk like that all of the time with his friends when we were younger.
{{Anthony sighs loudly.}}
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: We’re not going to hear this story again are we ma?
Mrs. Bailey: Oh no, not today honey. It’s too much to discuss and we’re all ready to eat.
Young Hispanic Woman: Amen to that!
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: Before ya’ll go in though, I just want to formally introduce all of the APW fans out there to the most beautiful woman in the whole world. The woman that gave me life…my mother Tracy Bailey.
{{Anthony puts his arm around his mother’s shoulders.}}
I am here today and it’s all because of her.
{{Anthony gives his mother a kiss on the cheek.}}
Mrs. Bailey: Thank you my dear son. You’ve got my full support in all of your endeavors. Momma’s behind you every step of the way…
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: Thanks ma. But that’s all I really wanted to say though. You all can go ahead and go inside and start ordering your food. I’ll be right in…
Mrs. Bailey: Okay.
{{Everyone proceeds towards the entrance of the restaurant except Anthony. He exhales, places his hands inside of his jean pockets, and looks directly at the camera. He slowly begins to speak.}}
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: I have absolutely no idea how my life would have turned out if it had not been for that woman. Honestly speaking, I would’ve just been another young black male caught up in the system doing unintelligent things and making poor decisions. My mother worked hard so that I wouldn’t wind up being a statistic. I would’ve been a child who had much potential but a child who saw an early grave and made no contribution to this life. With all of this in mind, I’m approaching my match with Rhonda Vixen a bit different than normal. I’m not going to get at her the same way I did Johnny Rebel. With Johnny, I see a proud man whose destruction is imminent. But with Rhonda, I see a lost, helpless soul.
Rhonda, I’m not going to lie, but I found it quite odd when you mentioned how the demon inside of you will be coming out to play. Are we on the same page here? I’m not sure if you are referring to our match on Asylum or if you were performing a monologue from The Devil Inside. Now I certainly do not disregard spiritual forces because of my faith in God, but there is not going to be anything supernatural about me getting the one two three in that ring. That’ll just be the result of a few more hours than normal logged in at the gym and some outsmarting of you. I’m aware of the fact that I have to be extra delicate with you emotionally. I know about your past with your father and although I can’t fully sympathize because I was never in a situation like yours, I know women well because I was raised by one. My father was in my life from afar but he didn’t raise me from day to day. That was done by Tracy Bailey, one of the strongest women I’ll ever know.
Because of my moralistic upbringing, I will never disrespect women as long as I live. Jason Kash will probably crucify me for this statement but…
{{Anthony laughs.}}
One of my favorite rappers of all time, Tupac Shakur, had a part about women in his song called Keep Ya Head Up. He said…
{{Anthony quickly pauses for a moment.}}
“Since we all came from a woman, got our name from a woman, and our game from a woman. I wonder why we take from our women, why we rape our women, do we hate our women? I think it's time to kill for our women, time to heal our women, be real to our women.” I recall only being a young child when I first heard that song. Those powerful words captured me and in unison to me being raised by a hardworking single mother, women and the way they should be treated have shaped my worldview. So Rhonda, if you expected for me to call you the b word or act chauvinistic or something like that, that’s not my style. Not only do I respect you as a fellow competitor, I respect you for what you are.
But even all the respect on God’s green earth won’t allow me to hold back on you during our match. I will never passively go easy on a woman in the name of respect because that would not be right. I would be a walking contradiction because I would then be failing to show respect to myself. Anti-Society X won’t be standing in your corner this time Ms. Vixen. You have to stand on those pedicured feet of yours all by your lonesome. And yes I agree, you are more than a pretty face. You are a person who will witness the continual rise of Anthony Bailey firsthand. A person who I defeated during the pursuit of my dreams.
And don’t look for me to choke Rhonda because that’s not something that I am accustomed to doing. I didn’t choke against the seasoned vet Johnny Rebel, so what makes you think that I will choke against you? I have confidence in my in ring ability, though it is still developing, and that goes for anybody. It does not matter who I’m facing. Like I said last night at Overdrive, my mind is set on becoming the Tap Out Champion and there’s nothing you can do to impede my aspirations of bringing that title right back here to my beautiful city. I’m hungry for that title...but I’m also hungry for some food.
{{Anthony flashes his signature smile.}}
I’m going to head in here and hang out with my friends and family before I fly out to Atlanta. I love all of you guys and thank you once again for helping Josh and I make the Overdrive after party a success. I’ll catch ya’ll on the flip side…
{{The scene slowly fades to black as Anthony makes his way inside of the restaurant.}}
{{The scene opens to the parking lot of a Denny’s restaurant located in Tampa, Florida. The day is slightly chilly as several customers clad in winter attire continually enter and exit the restaurant. Anthony Bailey, the Hispanic female and African American male friends he’s usually seen hanging out with, Tampa Bay Buccaneers starting Quarterback Josh Freeman, and an older unidentified woman are all gathered in front of a black 2012 Audi Q5 talking and laughing with one another. Bailey is wearing a red, black, and white Tampa Bay Bucs snapback hat, a red Josh Freeman Tampa Bay Bucs football jersey over a white long sleeved shirt, black jeans, and a pair of red, black, and white Nike sneakers. Anthony speaks up over the laughter.}}
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: Ma, you being tired last night was no excuse for you missing such a great party.
Josh Freeman: Yes, indeed it was.
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: You should’ve showed them young girls how you still get down. You know, teach them a thing or two.
{{They all laugh.}}
Older Woman: Trust me son, if I got down, it would’ve taken me eons to rise back up.
{{They all continue laughing as we now realize that the older woman is the mother of Anthony Bailey.}}
Josh Freeman: I would’ve helped you up Mrs. Bailey.
Mrs. Bailey: You would’ve needed your entire team to help you with that baby.
Young African American Male: Yo Ant, did you see that one chick at the party last night wearing the white dress? She was working that thing. She was thicker than a milkshake!
{{Josh and the young Hispanic woman laugh as Anthony gives his friend the look of death.}}
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: Not around my mother fool!
Young African American Male: My bad fam. I’m just saying…
Mrs. Bailey: It’s okay baby.
{{She points at Anthony.}}
His father used to talk like that all of the time with his friends when we were younger.
{{Anthony sighs loudly.}}
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: We’re not going to hear this story again are we ma?
Mrs. Bailey: Oh no, not today honey. It’s too much to discuss and we’re all ready to eat.
Young Hispanic Woman: Amen to that!
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: Before ya’ll go in though, I just want to formally introduce all of the APW fans out there to the most beautiful woman in the whole world. The woman that gave me life…my mother Tracy Bailey.
{{Anthony puts his arm around his mother’s shoulders.}}
I am here today and it’s all because of her.
{{Anthony gives his mother a kiss on the cheek.}}
Mrs. Bailey: Thank you my dear son. You’ve got my full support in all of your endeavors. Momma’s behind you every step of the way…
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: Thanks ma. But that’s all I really wanted to say though. You all can go ahead and go inside and start ordering your food. I’ll be right in…
Mrs. Bailey: Okay.
{{Everyone proceeds towards the entrance of the restaurant except Anthony. He exhales, places his hands inside of his jean pockets, and looks directly at the camera. He slowly begins to speak.}}
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey: I have absolutely no idea how my life would have turned out if it had not been for that woman. Honestly speaking, I would’ve just been another young black male caught up in the system doing unintelligent things and making poor decisions. My mother worked hard so that I wouldn’t wind up being a statistic. I would’ve been a child who had much potential but a child who saw an early grave and made no contribution to this life. With all of this in mind, I’m approaching my match with Rhonda Vixen a bit different than normal. I’m not going to get at her the same way I did Johnny Rebel. With Johnny, I see a proud man whose destruction is imminent. But with Rhonda, I see a lost, helpless soul.
Rhonda, I’m not going to lie, but I found it quite odd when you mentioned how the demon inside of you will be coming out to play. Are we on the same page here? I’m not sure if you are referring to our match on Asylum or if you were performing a monologue from The Devil Inside. Now I certainly do not disregard spiritual forces because of my faith in God, but there is not going to be anything supernatural about me getting the one two three in that ring. That’ll just be the result of a few more hours than normal logged in at the gym and some outsmarting of you. I’m aware of the fact that I have to be extra delicate with you emotionally. I know about your past with your father and although I can’t fully sympathize because I was never in a situation like yours, I know women well because I was raised by one. My father was in my life from afar but he didn’t raise me from day to day. That was done by Tracy Bailey, one of the strongest women I’ll ever know.
Because of my moralistic upbringing, I will never disrespect women as long as I live. Jason Kash will probably crucify me for this statement but…
{{Anthony laughs.}}
One of my favorite rappers of all time, Tupac Shakur, had a part about women in his song called Keep Ya Head Up. He said…
{{Anthony quickly pauses for a moment.}}
“Since we all came from a woman, got our name from a woman, and our game from a woman. I wonder why we take from our women, why we rape our women, do we hate our women? I think it's time to kill for our women, time to heal our women, be real to our women.” I recall only being a young child when I first heard that song. Those powerful words captured me and in unison to me being raised by a hardworking single mother, women and the way they should be treated have shaped my worldview. So Rhonda, if you expected for me to call you the b word or act chauvinistic or something like that, that’s not my style. Not only do I respect you as a fellow competitor, I respect you for what you are.
But even all the respect on God’s green earth won’t allow me to hold back on you during our match. I will never passively go easy on a woman in the name of respect because that would not be right. I would be a walking contradiction because I would then be failing to show respect to myself. Anti-Society X won’t be standing in your corner this time Ms. Vixen. You have to stand on those pedicured feet of yours all by your lonesome. And yes I agree, you are more than a pretty face. You are a person who will witness the continual rise of Anthony Bailey firsthand. A person who I defeated during the pursuit of my dreams.
And don’t look for me to choke Rhonda because that’s not something that I am accustomed to doing. I didn’t choke against the seasoned vet Johnny Rebel, so what makes you think that I will choke against you? I have confidence in my in ring ability, though it is still developing, and that goes for anybody. It does not matter who I’m facing. Like I said last night at Overdrive, my mind is set on becoming the Tap Out Champion and there’s nothing you can do to impede my aspirations of bringing that title right back here to my beautiful city. I’m hungry for that title...but I’m also hungry for some food.
{{Anthony flashes his signature smile.}}
I’m going to head in here and hang out with my friends and family before I fly out to Atlanta. I love all of you guys and thank you once again for helping Josh and I make the Overdrive after party a success. I’ll catch ya’ll on the flip side…
{{The scene slowly fades to black as Anthony makes his way inside of the restaurant.}}
