People have been asking me my thoughts on Weed for a long time. So I decided to share some of mine. Now, I don’t want to get a bunch of emails of people complaining about how you are more the “Weed G” than I am. These are just my opinions and the only reason I am giving them is because I have gotten like 750 emails with people saying things like “Yo, Michael, we know you are down with the grits, but what’s your thoughts on the Indo Smoke, Loc?” and other stuff, so here is a quick Q & A on Weed:
Q: What do you think about smoking out of bongs vs joints?
Michael Mason: Don’t smoke out of Bongs. Bongs are mad dirty and are incubators of colds. Smoke joints if you have to smoke. More style points. Think about it, anywhere in the world that is really Weed heavy, the people smoke Joints: Jamaica, Amsterdam, etc. Sure, you might get higher if you smoke out of a Bong, but ask yourself; how high do you really need to get?
How High (Original Version)
Q: What is a G Manifesto Certified weed move?
Michael Mason: Learn to roll a joint with one hand. Really statement making. And roll them with a filter, Amsterdam style. It’s more cultured.
Q: What about smoking indo in clubs?
Michael Mason: When you are an up and coming young Prototype G it is more than acceptable to be in the VIP of a dope Club with your crew lighting up Blunts. In fact, it might be preferred.
Q: Any G Manifesto tips for The Weed Game?
Michael Mason: The Weed Game is full of idiots. Most of them don’t how to make money. Never move Weed just so “you can smoke for free”. It’s illegal, skippy, (at least according to the Shitstem) and you should be compensated for it. If you are not on the Smuggling, Distributing or Growing end of things before age 26, I feel bad for you.
Q: Don’t you think some activities are better while smoking Chronic?
Michael Mason: Yes, some activities are more fun when you are smoking weed. Like, when swooping on two fly Southern California Beach Bunnies that you just scooped off the beach with The Greatest Pick up Line of all time: “Do you want to Smoke some Weed?” Or, when swooping two dope Jamaican girls with body and braids back at the Half Moon Resort in Montego Bay (The Ritz Carlton, Rose Hall, Jamaica works as well) .
Q: Does The G Manifesto think pot should be legalized?
Michael Mason: Great question. On paper I would say “Yes, all drugs should be legalized”. But then again, The Drug Game employs so many people in this world, that if we legalized drugs, our unemployment rates would skyrocket. I wouldn’t want to see the government or Wal-Mart make all that money, I would rather see the money in the hands of The People. I am kind of on the fence on this one (one of the few instances you will see me on the fence).
The Slickers- Johnny Too Bad (on the Jamaican G Tip)
Q: Do you puff haze?
Michael Mason: I once smoked Weed before I did anything. Now, I don’t smoke anymore unless of course, the situation Absolutely calls for it, i.e. a Fly Model girl wants me to smoke with her while we are in bed and I haven’t swooped her yet.
007(Shanty Town) – Desmond Dekker (also on the Jamaican G Tip)
Q: What is better, The Northern Lights, The G13, White Widow, Blue Cheese or the Silver Haze?
Michael Mason: Who cares? When you are smoking Weed of that quality, you are going to be out of your dome piece and more twisted than dreadlocks regardless. (By the way, “Nord light” is how they say it in Amsterdam, fyi…)
Q: Do you think hash is cool?
Michael Mason: Yeah, hashish is cool.
I hope this helped. The Rest is Up to You….
Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA The Steppin’ Razor
AKA Johnny Too Bad
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Life is good. Life is so good, I can feel an intense Euphoria when I exhale a lung full of Parliament Ultra Light smoke (and I don’t mean that Exotic Dancer from The Rhino in Las Vegas named Euphoria, real name Tricia, etiher). Well, let’s just say my life is way better than yours. Just this week I have slept with six different beautiful women (a diversified portfolio of 2 fly exotic dancers al mismo tiempo, a top tier Nightlife Princess, a Brazilian model girl from Elite, a Czech/ Canadian model from Toronto, and a rich daughter who’s dad is a West Coast titan of industry microchips and such, I think). I have been in three different dope cities, and dined at some of America’s best restaurants (Alinea in Chicago being a standout, Grant Achatz is a rising star on the Holyfield), most of it comped. Bartenders have refused to take my money. I have insisted. I haven’t gotten out of bed (and I don’t mean Club B.E.D in Miami Beach either) before 10am every morning and that is only to kick out the girl or girls from the night before (kick outs are always done respectfully of course). I had a money counting session with some Koi Fish Japanese guys I know, that let’s just say required a money counter. And I have done it all while puffing on cigarettes and swathed in custom made Italian fabrics so my style points have been off the charts. I even started to floss every day. By the way, how was your week? But it always wasn’t like this. There are many moves and lessons I have picked up along the way, many during childhood. Here are some of them:
Get a Good Running Partner
Back in elementary school, first grade, I met one of my best friends who became very instrumental in my becoming an International Playboy. The first day of school we had a new kid come to class, let’s call him “Jason”. We were all sitting on a rug listening to the teacher try and teach us stuff about reading or animals or some crap. Now, for some reason or another, my inner city elementary school had a pretty bad cockroach problem. Not sure why, our school just had mad amounts of these critters scurrying across the floor. So, anyway, when the teacher was trying to go over our lessons, Jason starts picking up the cockroaches and throwing them at all the little girls in our class. You could imagine that the shrieking coming from the girls was absolutely deafening. Personally, I was laughing my head off. The teacher was screaming at Jason to stop it, and screaming at me for laughing. Once the teacher settled everyone down, Jason would grab another cockroach and throw it at the girls. I could tell he had zero respect for authority and plenty of heart. He was soon sent out of class to sit in the hall. I also noticed that the girls actually kind of liked him. I was really too young to care, but I did etch it in my young skull that maybe being a “nice guy” wasn’t the best way to get girls.
Later during recess, I saw Jason playing on the monkey bars and I could see he had mad skills. Backflips off the monkey bars and such. I approached him. I think I said something like, “I know your new here and don’t have any friends. I really love your material. That whole cockroach thing was genius. You and I need to team up. I think we can do well together”. He agreed. He became my first “Running Partner”. See, I was a great idea man, and I needed someone with heart to help carry out my schemes. Jason was it. We pulled off a lot of great heists together, and later in life, Jason’s climbing ability, utter disrespect for authority, and fearlessness made him a great Second Story Man.
LL Cool J, I’m Bad
Bullies and Peoples Champs
Around this same time, we had a school Bully we will call “Billy”. Way bigger than the rest of us, Billy was as mean as he was tough. He generally steered clear of me and my Syndicate that I had developed in first grade. He mostly picked on the weaker kids. Even as a little kid, I have fancied myself as a “People’s Champion” and a protector of the weak and oppressed (that is why even today I give a lot of my “earnings” back to the poor and help bankroll liberal politicians). One day, Billy went after one of the kids in my outfit and gave him a pretty good beating. I had fought Billy before with minimal success, although I was quicker, and had mad hand speed like a young Sugar Ray (and I don’t mean that Crappy band from Newport Beach either), he was just too big. So, later, my crew and I came up with a scheme. We would “do it for Johnny”. Four of us came after Billy. I stepped up first and I started dropping Bees on his face. Pretty soon he was leaking some red stuff that looked like the Cabernet my MOM used to drink every night while she cooked Tortilla Espanola and Paella. Billy then grabbed me and I got him in a head lock. I was done for except for my friend who we will call “Charlie” (who was half Irish, half African American, the fastest of us and later in life a great getaway driver and Playboy in his own right), Picked up a huge rock and dropped it on Billy’s ankle. It had to hurt. Billy even cried for the first time. Other kids were in celebration. Our crew was tops. Girls congratulated and sweated us. Billy continued his Bullying ways but not on us. In fact, Billy and I kind of became friends. I used him for certain “muscle” jobs later on.
Palmer Park’s own, Sugar Ray Leonard, the 2nd Sugar Ray (the first being Sugar Ray Robinson)
Style and Smoking
When I was in I think in third grade, my family and I went on a trip to Northern Ireland. Most families go to tropical places on vacation, Bahamas, Bermuda, Hawaii and the like. My family went to war-torn Belfast. I guess that’s the price you pay when your father is a Heist man/Revolutionary/Playboy (that is until he met my MOM, and the Playboy stuff was over). I remember my dad took me to meet some of my relatives, IRA all of them. My uncle who dressed in the Irish IRA height of fashion for those days; black leather jacket, black slacks, and Irish flat cap, was sitting on the back of truck. Then I saw him take a “strike-anywhere” match, strike it on the bumper of the truck and light his cigarette. I was awe-struck. It was the coolest thing I have ever seen done in my young life (probably even cooler than Jason’s cockroach thing). Puro Cool. Un-cut Raw like the Toro at Nobu London. I also noticed that two fly girls, Irish Lasses, one red head with freckles the other brunette, looked over at him and giggled. He subtly ignored them. There were so many things I learned that day. Not the least is I realized I liked girls with freckles. Most important I learned how to have true style and that if you want true style you are going to have to smoke. No other way around it.
Rumble Fish, Rusty James VS Biff Wilcox
CASH and Making it
When we hit the fourth grade, I wanted to start making some dough like a bakery. I remember at the time that Bubble Yum and Bubblicious, the gum companies, were in a marketing war. All the kids wanted the stuff. There was a high demand. I decided I was going to be the supply. My crew and I would skip school or go after school to our local deli and buy packs of gum (5 pieces per pack). We would also find money returnable Coke bottles to help finance our operation (so I guess you could say we were budding environmentalists along with prototype G’s). Let’s say the gum cost 25 cents per pack. We would then sell the gum for ten cents apiece. We were doubling our money and soon had a Bankroll. We used Billy for protection and collections. We also learned not to “get high on our own supply” and chew up all our profits. My friend Jason also had an idea that if we stole the gum we would be making all profit. This worked great until we got caught. We learned never to screw over our supplier. I also learned that its good business to buy something in bulk and to sell off the pieces (is it any wonder I would later get involved in the pharmaceutical trade?). Most importantly, I learned that if you had something “illegal” and had CASH, girls were drawn to you. In my case, it was a girl named “Claudia”, the daughter of an Argentinian Diplomat. She was beautiful, rich, classy, had great style and crazy fly. And she was down with me. If I think about it, my life with women has really gone all downhill from this point. Of course, I didn’t swoop her, I still had no Game nor interest in girls at this age. But I did notice that showing no interest made Claudia want me more. I did make a mental note of all this, but I will admit, I blew it. I did see Claudia in some International cosmetic ads years later on, she didn’t have to model, she just did. I think she is back in Argentina now and goes to Punta del Este often. C’est la vie.
The Intruders, Cowboys to girls
The Warriors, The Warriors VS The Punks
Heists
Around this time, Jason, “Tommy” and I wanted to make a big splash and cement our status as the number one top prototype baby G’s on the set. (My friend Tommy was Japanese, knew Karate, and I was to learn later the son of a Japanese political figure/ Yakuza heavy weight…I went to a pretty Urbane, Cosmopolitan, International School). We knew we needed something big. I had the Plan. Let me explain… At our school, we would go to recess, then after recess, we would all rush into school and go to lunch. All the kids would put their lunchboxes in a row in the hall, when the bell rang for lunch the kids would enter thru double doors, freaking out, grab their lunch boxes and run to the lunch room. It was pretty chaotic. What we did during recess was each ask a different teacher if we could go to the bathroom. We all met up in the hallway and one by one we unlatched all of the lunchboxes. Then we returned to recess. Once the bell rang, all the kids spazzing out, ran thru the double doors and proceeded to grab their lunch boxes while running to the lunch room. Only this time all the lunch boxes were flying open with food flying everywhere. Italian kids had Cannelloni, Caponata di Carciofi, and canolis flying everywhere. Irish kids had Corned Beef and Cabbage flying everywhere. Cuban kids had Cuban sandwiches and Ropa Vieja flying everywhere. Jewish kids had Matzo Ball Soup and Potato Latkes flying everywhere. Colombian kids had Ajiaco and Bandeja Paisa flying everywhere. Thai kids had Pad Thai flying everywhere. Ethopian kids had Injera Bread flying everywhere. Korean kids had Kim Chee flying everywhere (I told you I went to a very International school). Everyone was slipping and sliding everywhere. It was so beautiful. It was hilarious and we kept our mouths shut and were never fingered for the “heist”. We also realized we didn’t make any CASH from this. But we did realize that proper planning, working with a good crew, proper execution and keeping our mouths shut was paramount to any crime. The Rest is Up to You…
Common, The People
Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life http://www.thegmanifesto.com
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The Outsiders, wack song, Dope Rumble, Greasers vs Socs
Millionaire Deviled Eggs at Social Miami, I am thinking, With Caviar and Truffle Oil, I am thinking, $20 Cocktails at Prive in The Bellagio, Las Vegas, I am thinking, Cheap, I am thinking, I would pay double, I am thinking, Prive Miami, I am thinking, 3am with two Venezuelan Model Girls, I am thinking, Why don’t my good looks fade with age?, I am thinking, Why couldn’t my parents be accountants?, I am thinking, Instead of IRA and ETA Killers?, I am thinking, Should I start a revolution?, I am thinking, Revolution is in my Blood, I am thinking, Or should I just be The Greatest International Playboy ever?, I am thinking, Could I break Wilt Chamberlin’s record?, I am thinking, And I am not talking about his basketball records, I am thinking, I have swooped at least one girl the last 500 plus nights I have gone out, I am thinking, Could I be the Muhammad Ali of Players?, I am thinking, Why do girls like me so much?, I am thinking, Is it my custom suits from Italy?, I am thinking, or my personality?, I am thinking, Do I care?, I am thinking, Why do I single handedly destroy Rival Crews? I am thinking, Why don’t other guys figure out that dressing sharp, carrying CASH, smiling, and lying is all it takes to get beautiful girls?, I am thinking, My Game is so advanced I could swoop Jennifer Lopez, I am thinking, with her husband in the same room, I am thinking, My Game is like Roberto Duran in his prime, I am thinking, Mano de Piedra, I am thinking, Desert Eagle, I am thinking, Why are all my peers married and moved to the suburbs?, I am thinking, or Dead, in Jail, or in a mental hospital for the Criminally Insane?, I am thinking, Why do you I still wonder how much money is in every armored car that I see?, I am thinking, Could I ever be a killer?, I am thinking, Is it the Gatti Vs Ward trilogy our generations’ Graziano Vs Zale?, I am thinking, Why did I rob a Crack House with my crew armed with Baseball Bats for only 4k when I was 16 years old?, I am thinking, Why don’t I own a single pair of jeans?, I am thinking, Why don’t I retire to Saint Tropez?, Half-way players being chopped apart, I am thinking, 62 Cadillac Coup Deville, I am thinking, Veuve Clicquot and Ponies, I am thinking, Warm Peekytoe-Maryland Lump Crab Cake with truffle oil and Osetra Caviar, I am thinking, Why do all my friends carry guns?, I am thinking, Why does exchanging fashion tips with Street Pimps at 5am seem normal to me, I am thinking, Why do Latin girls have way better asses than White Girls?, I am thinking, Why do Latin girls move way better than white girls? I am thinking, ETRO Suits, I am thinking, Copper top Bullets, I am thinking, Steak Tartare at 3am Dream City, I am thinking, Why does last call have to be at 1:30am in California? I am thinking, Why do I meet beautiful, Intelligent, rich girls and not marry them?, I am thinking, Why have I been shot at three times and never killed?, I am thinking, Why have I never had the stomach for Pimping?, I am thinking, Why do I think everyone I meet is a hick? I am thinking, Why do I feel comfortable at Blue Blood Charity Balls in NYC? I am thinking, And feel comfortable chillin with members of the Venice Shoreline Crips and V13? I am thinking, Gucci Loafers, I am thinking, with White Piping, I am thinking, Jumbo Stone Crabs for $45 each at Prime One Twelve in Miami Beach, I am thinking, Cheap, I am thinking…………
“Don‘t think; feel. It‘s like a finger pointing away to the moon. Don‘t concentrate on the finger, or you will miss all the heavenly glory.”—Bruce Lee
“If I tell you I‘m good, you would probably think I‘m boasting, If I tell you I‘m no good, You know I’m lying.” —Bruce Lee
This week we are going to respond to one of the readers emails to The G Manifesto:
“I am a huge fan of the Manifesto and I think it is great. You Da Man! How do you go out every night and still stay game tight during the day? You probably have a unconventional line of work, but most of us have to go to work or school in the morning. Please help. Ken.”
Great question, Ken. First off, never say “You Da Man”. To answer your question, The Key is working out. I train for nightlife. It’s really not unlike an NFL or NBA Superstar training for their season. I would be completely lying to you if I didn’t say I was in incredible shape. In fact, if they had a professional football league where everyone had to smoke two packs of cigarettes day I would be All Pro. (Although you would never catch me dead wearing a helmet, football pads and tight pants…bullet proof vest and a custom Valentino suit, yes, football pads, no). And if they had a pro-basketball league where everyone had to stay out all night 4 nights a week, I would be an All-Star. (In fact, outside of A.I., God Shammgod, and J-Will, you would be hard pressed to find anyone out there with a better handle than me….) But I will tell you this, put Any professional athletes against me for 5 straight nights of no sleep, no drugs partying, swooping girls and the beautiful evil that nighttime brings and the I can tell you it won’t be me who is the one going to have a mental and or physical breakdown. So how do I do it? You must Enter The Dragon.
First things first, you need a place to work out. You don’t want to join the corporate gym that has all new equipment, a juice bar and all yuppie clientele. Join the gym that has boxing equipment and is hot, smells terrible with a felon clientele. That’s the gym that is going to get you into great shape. Like Gleason’s in NYC, Kronk Gym in Detroit, Freddie Roach’s Wild Card Gym in Hollywood (although it does have a pretty large white-collar population), or the now defunct Finley’s or 7th Street Gym in Diamond City. Join a tough gym. The kind of place where it doesn’t matter if you have a lit cigarette in your mouth when you are hitting a speed bag. (That all being said I do maintain a membership at a super exclusive club in NYC, oak lockers, marble floors etc, for biz deals. Always the top or the bottom, none of that middle of the road, suburban crap…a hall mark of The G Manifesto).
Jogging
Bruce Lee always said its not so important what time of day you run, it’s only important that you do run. I begin everyday with a jog. If I am living on the beach, I will jog on the beach. Barefoot is ok also. If I am living in the city, I will jog through the city streets. It helps you feel the rhythms of the street. Bad neighborhoods are always good to jog through early morning. It really helps to clear your head and will give you the stamina you need for being a player in the nightlife arena. Plus it keeps you in tune with real estate opportunities and you can see the progress of new restaurants and clubs being built. A reconnaissance mission of sorts.
Weight Lifting
You don’t need to lift heavy weights anymore, it’s not the Eighties, and you are not trying to sack the quarterback anymore. You also don’t want to become too tight and sacrifice hand speed, flexibility and fluidity. Lift lighter weights with higher reps. Work all body parts equally for symmetry. Be careful with the Good Morning exercise….that was the one that Bruce Lee injured his back and led to his demise…
Stretching
Always balance your weightlifting with stretching. Being agile is extremely important for the G. Stretching helps you recover from nights out. No one stretches enough. “Be like water making its way through cracks. Do not be assertive, but adjust to the object, and you shall find a way round or through it. If nothing within you stays rigid, outward things will disclose themselves. Moving, be like water. Still, be like a mirror. Respond like an echo.” –Bruce Lee
Pushups, Sit-ups, Pull-ups, Isometrics
Personally I do a thousand push-ups and sit-ups a day. I have for years. Now I typically do clap, handstand, and one-armed push-ups. Rocky Balboa style. Not really sure what Isometrics are but they sound pretty dope. Pull-ups are great exercises that are also helpful when you are doing High-Rise Socialite B and E’s. You never know when you have to scale down the outside of a building, and when you do, you will be happy that you have been doing plenty of pull-ups.
Boxing
One of the most important aspects of Entering The Dragon. You need to spar. I always try to get in a few rounds a week. I also smoke a cigarette; shoot down a double espresso or a Goose and Soda between rounds to simulate a night out on the town. Mickey Rourke used to work out the same way, and he won over a Million in the ring. Make sure you work the speed bag, Double End Bag, and the Heavy bag. Be careful with the heavy bag, you don’t have to hit it as hard as you can all the time. Personally, because I have such incredible punching power, I have to go easy on the bag as not to cause injury to my shoulders and hands. Make sure you get good equipment also; Everlast is my favorite, the height of fashion for boxing equipment. Don’t neglect jumping rope either. It really helps your footwork. I was lucky as a kid, Sugar Ray Leonard gave me a lesson of rope work, and I forgot none of it.
Martial Arts
I have respect for all styles of Martial Arts and fusions of Martial Arts (my grandfather is an early pioneer of fusing boxing and Jujitsu…I am also a big fan of fusion cuisine, even though it has become Too popular). Being a child of the Seventies, I have always had an affinity for Kung-Fu. I have had a great teacher and can trace my lineage four generations to the monks in China. So you could say I have a direct pipe line to the soul of Kung-Fu. I have to keep the style and my teachers shrouded in secrecy. Kung-Fu also helps your Chi, something I work on every day.
Fueling the Dragon
There are all kinds of crazy diets you can go on. Personally I just order whatever is the most expensive thing on the menu generally speaking. Or the most fattening. Or whatever sounds the best. It really doesn’t matter as long as a top-notch chef is throwing it together. Remember, you have to enjoy life. And don’t forget to wash it down with a bottle of Red (lately I have been drinking tons of Brunello Di Montalcino… you should look into it…)Drink Green Tea.There was a recent scientific study put out that proves that Green Tea completely negates any and all ill effects of smoking (I have doubts that there are Any ill effects of smoking).There was also a recent scientific study that proves that coffee cuts and counteracts negative effects of alcohol like, cirrhosis of the liver among others.So if you round robin Green Tea, Smokes, Double Espressos, and Vino/ Grey Goose like I do, you will maintain Perfect health.Glad they finally did these studies, however, it would have been just easier to ask me, I have known this stuff for years.
Follow these tips and you too can Enter The Dragon. How will you know when you achieved it? It’s a feeling you get. It’s a feeling you get when you feel you could kill a full grown Lion with your bare hands. I feel like that on my worst days….The Rest is Up to You……………
Look for Fernando Vargas VS Shane Mosley to be better than the first.A win by Vargas would be good for Boxing and set up a third.Gatti- Baldomir should be straight fire.And look to see De La Hoya enter the ring with Mayweather.He is in a win-win situation.If he wins the fight, obviously he wins, goes down as one of the greatest fighters ever, and gets a monster payday.If he loses, he blows up Golden Boy Promotions, gets a monster payday, and will probably get Pretty Boy Floyd on Golden Boy, thus controlling the biggest star in the sport.Classic Checkmate.
Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA The Dragon
The Guide to Getting More out of Life http://www.thegmanifesto.com
