The College Cheating Saga Continues! American and UK-based college/university students pay Kenyans to write their essays. (or, If entitled racist jerks insist Africans have low IQs, then why are they paying them to write essays for them?)

I found out about this story and all I can say is WOW! JUST, WOW!

In addition to the drama going on with Lori Laughlin and company in court with all of this college cheating going on, apparently there was a trend of college students in America and the United Kingdom at large where students have been caught paying Kenyans dirt cheap to write their papers for them. It’s not just undergrads, even graduate and PhD level students have gotten these Kenyans to write full-on theses and dissertations. Apparently, there are essay factories down in that country where these writers work twelve hour shifts while getting paid slave wages to write papers for the Americans and the UK. The latter has a brutal sense of irony when you consider that Kenya was a former British colony. Just saying.

You see, I went to a four year private university to get my Bachelor’s Degree. I got in on my own merits and did everything I could while working two campus jobs and I still graduated on time. I’ll let you in on a little secret during my tenure there. There were students who would fake their way in classes like reading only Cliff Notes or online summaries in the English/Literature courses I took without reading the full books, admitting to cheating in tests in classes I didn’t take with them, and those same people graduated while some are making more money than me. Well pardon me for being an honest student. I’m sorry to have a little thing called integrity to not steal, cheat, or plagiarize compared to those who claimed to have higher IQs than me.

So if I want to expose myself to plagiarized works involving Africa, I can either read some of these paid essays or watch The Lion King. SHOTS FIRED!!!

Seriously, shame on all of those students for plagiarizing their works and shame on that essay factory owner for being a part of this scandal. You wonder why I hate it when people steal and copy from others without crediting people? I bet you money these plagiarists are from far far richer families than mine (okay, I’ve been middle-class for a good portion of my life), and got away with it for years now, and have well-paying careers. Inexcusable! If honesty, integrity, and hard work were merited as much as the media lies to us, then I’d be a millionaire by now.

The video is property of African Diaspora News Channel. That’s more credit than these thieving douchebags will ever give for these paid-for essays.

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Art Theft: The Prelude

Thousands of artifacts crafted for millennia
Sculptures, masks, tools, canvases
All in their splendor
Become stolen by a multitude of colonizers
The information is coming out
Revealing that they never gave them back
When they do, it’s under a so-called loan
Why would anyone loan something to those it already belonged to?

Killmonger really was right in that regard in that museum
What gave them the right to loot the art?

Music Spotlight: “Nyina W’abeza” by Intayoberana


I recently discovered this music/dance troupe not long after I reviewed the movie Munyurangabo. I decided to research some things about Rwanda after the fact like how the capital Kigali is one of the cleanest cities on the planet and what their music scene is like. This was really cool how it incorporated traditional rhythms alongside modern instrumentation while they sing in Kinyarwanda. The melodies were so sweet and very authentic. It’s been a while since I promoted other musicians, but this is one song I’ve been listening to recently. Check out Intayoberana!

Indoctrinated in Falsehoods

Traditions blurred so many lines in my life
I believed them without question
From so many people older and supposedly smarter than me
While I knew about morality and spirituality
I found out that I was exploited
Hijacked doctrines permeated in my brain
To the point where I thought I wasn’t good enough of a human being
(The fact I have melanin and some emotional issues only added to the paranoia)

Learning about (my) unlocked history opened my eyes
I knew the morality and spirituality was coded in
What I didn’t know was the appropriation and bastardization
Was greater than I could imagine
Doctrines for right living were perverted
Into institutionalized bigotry
Double standards in humanity
And the transformation into low key murder cults

I know everybody has their own beliefs
I do not wish to force my world view onto others
Regardless if they knew my beliefs or outlook or not
This journey of finding myself and my missing heritage
Lead to great discoveries
But also uncomfortable truths

Eza mokano ya Nzankomba…

Music Roundup: August 2019

Special thanks to Rodrovich for reviewing Pathos Formula Wave! He’s the second person to review any of my recordings over the past 3 years. Rodrovich featured my last EP in his Music Roundup post and it also features Brockhampton and King Gizzard.

Rodrovich's Sporadic Thought-Precipitator

August has been a pretty wild month for me, I moved to a different country to start college in (the US), and there’s a lot of re-adjustments I had and am going through since I have never lived away from my family. There were times when I just wanted to go back and be in my comfort zone, but thankfully it didn’t take me long to realize I was being a baby and now, I’m feeling a bit more centered about this.

Anyway, this is a music roundup post, so let’s get to what new music I have been distracting myself from homesickness with.

Dorian Electra – Flamboyant [Album of the Month]

dorian electra flamboyantFavorite tracks: again… ALL OF THEM

I went into this blind and just on the first listen, the over-the-top colorful production hooked me. Again, I am a big bubblegum bass apologist but it is undeniable that the producers…

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30 Day Original Author Challenge: Day 2

Here’s a blogging challenge I invented and taking part of for those not familiar with my fiction projects.

C. M. B. Bell's Writing Universe

30 Day Original Author ChallengeDay 2: Favorite male character you wrote?

This is actually a recent one since this character hasn’t been around that long. My favorite male character I wrote is Kasamba Baraka from the Revezia series. I wouldn’t have made a character like that had I not have found out my DNA results. If Kasamba were from earth, he would be Congolese. He was a fun an atypical character to write. Kasamba is very smart, yet he doubts his own intelligence. He rarely ever insults people, yet he thrashes crappy movies in some of his inner monologues since he’s big into indie films. Kasamba has awesome gadgets for everyday use and can even neutralize magical abilities. Fun fact about his name and aspects of his character: The name “Kasamba” means “To Console” in Tshiluba and his last name “Baraka” means “Blessing” in Swahili. Most of his core gadgets are green, yellow, and…

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Lesotho Textile Workers Are Sexually Exploited #BoycottLevis #BoycottWrangler #BoycottTheChildrensPlace

Lesotho women making jeans for Levis and Wrangler forced to have sex with bosses to keep jobs

I found out about this story, and I’m beyond sickened. Here’s the gist of what’s going on. In the Southern African nation of Lesotho (pronounced Les-oo-too for those who’ve never heard of that small kingdom), there’s a textile factory where the workers make jeans for Levi’s Wrangler, and The Children’s Place. The women who work at said factory were forced to engage in sexual acts with the higher-ups with their managers and other higher-ups in order to keep their jobs. Not only that, but a Taiwanese company Nien Hsing Texile was in on this, too.

I keep repeating this, but this bears repeating. WHERE’S #METOO?

This is saddening how so many of these company owners are getting away with taking sexual advantage of all these women. They didn’t deserve this, and I know those monsters wouldn’t dare try this in America or Europe. You know what? I’ll even go one step farther and say they wouldn’t try it in India, Bangladesh, or China. Many of those factories have there own severe issues, but those workers are unlikely to be molested and raped like in the Lesotho factory. I hope these innocent women get justice against these American jean companies and that Taiwanese company.

Am I Kind (Enough)?

I really do care
It’s a shame that some co-workers and friends
Told me I’m too nice
I guess there’s truth
Since I want to show respect to others and have humanity
But I’m not confrontational most of the time
Outside of life on my blogs

I want to show kindness to others
It’s a shame that I’ve been taken advantage of
As others equate kindness for weakness
From the times I do show my anger
I’m suddenly the bad guy and others are shocked

I can’t stand how my kindness never amounted to anything big
No matter how hard or how smart I work
Besides that, I wanted there to be equality
Despite the rampant injustice in the world
Whether it’s plagiarism issues or extrajudicial killings
It causes me to drop my kind demeanor

While I’m passionate about different topics
I wonder if I should give up that virtue
If that quality really was fruitful in spirit
(Sorry for getting theological a bit)
Part of me wants to act like a jerk to others
Or at the very least showing kindness to only those that deserve it (in my eyes)
Yet it’s really hard for me to bully and insult others

What good really is it to be kind when the people who run things are far from it to say the least?

The Petty Priorities of Society

The Amazon is burning, yet the masses care more if Peter Parker can still be in that multi-million cinematic universe.

Domestic terrorists wreak havoc, yet the masses care more about spicy chicken sandwiches.

Artifacts have been stolen for centuries, yet the masses care about the new T-Swizzle (I use that nickname pejoratively) album.

Police brutality remains unfettered, yet the masses care more about geriatrics trying to relive their action movie careers.

Tariffs are upcoming because of trade wars, yet the masses happily shop for trinkets paycheck by paycheck.

Why are people so petty and stupid? I guess they prefer living in comfortable illusions than the morbid reality around their entitled bubbles.

Am I Not Angry (Enough)?

I really do care
Sadly, it shows more on my blogs than in real life most of the time
Whenever I see or research injustice
I had to talk about it
Whenever my anger shows
I’m told to calm down

Sorry for actually giving a crap about what’s happening in the world.

I’m not just some random DIY author, film critic, poet, or avant-garde composer on the net
I see myself as a human being first and foremost
Wouldn’t be diminishing to suppress my emotions?
I guess people want me to be a robot or a zombie

Perhaps I care too much
Enough to fume on a blog or raise my voice
I guess my volume elevating is more threatening
Than violent people outside the jails
I shouldn’t have to be sorry for emoting while bombarding those with the truth
I’ve seen injustice
I’ve been a victim of it
For this, I won’t be sorry for making many people uncomfortable when I have to

I’ve been silenced and my emotions have nowhere else to go
It’s a miracle I haven’t been trolled for facts and opinions on here and other platforms
My anger isn’t a sin.