Big Easy said:
If I owned 2Pac rares early in life that would help pay through college perhaps I would be more successful at the present time. Peter, I work hard for it all, half of your accomplishments were handed to you. I hope you visit 2Pac's garden sometime.
what's funny about this comment is that it is so transparent as to reveal your envy of my accomplishments such that you need to detract from them with your own twisted perception of who i am. eric, i began selling 2pac related items long after i finished my undergrad, and i secured my own grants and scholarships to help with my graduate education.
"perhaps i would be more successful" is pretty funny. had you really wanted to be a success in life, eric, you would not have:
a) dropped out of high school
b) embraced minority culture (denying your own) to maladaptively lash out against your conservative father
c) enrolled in a rather poor community college that has no admission requirements (i know, i checked)
...in a nutshell, eric, it seems that you'd like to affix blame externally for your own lack of accomplishment. i suppose i can understand that being a mailboy is somehow unrewarding at times, but who's to blame for your papercuts and sore lower back? the man? me? your conservative daddy? lou dobbs? get off it, eric, you numb nut; you put yourself here and you just straight up jealous of other people's successes.
eric, let's be real. 2pac's music is a minor facet of who i am and if you had the balls to actually knock on my door while you were taking photographs of it you'd have found that it's all in a closet and under a bed such that you'd never even know i am interested in the guy's music; yet you seem fixated on my ebay and private sales because in your mind you and i are intellectual equals and somehow this whole 2pac thing has facilitated my successes. god forbid you recognize that i carried a near 4.0 in high school (3.85), undergrad (3.63), and graduate (3.80) school. no, sir, you and i are not alike. i am smart - you are an ego driven pseudo-intellectual who thinks that his worship of news television as a deity somehow makes him parallel to the characters of these programs. along the way my family offered me support - not in terms of money but in encouragement and advice. had you not dissed your poor father because he's "the evil white man" who is conservative and "forced" you to listen to rush limbaugh in
his car as he took you to the school you ultimately dropped out of, maybe he'd have imparted some meaningful life advice to you. food for thought.
i had things handed to me? you're the one with a daddy who owns two airplanes, buddy. my parents helped me pay for undergrad just as i shall do for my kids, but i paid my way for every bill since then. but really, eric, is it that important who pays the bills?
it seems the self proclaimed king of exposures is just a crying little uneducated baby, trapped in a life that will necessitate him to be paid hourly in a job that takes an hour to learn. woe is you, eric, you piece of shit.
