The Nicki Minaj and Megan Thee Stallion feud, explained
By Olivia McCormack and Herb Scribner
Megan Thee Stallion released her biting song “Hiss” on Friday — a punchy diss track that takes aim at the haters and critics she’s encountered throughout her career.
“Hiss” has climbed high up on streaming charts since Friday, Jan. 26, with more than 5 million plays on Spotify, made waves throughout the rap community and ignited a social media firestorm with fans of Minaj, who claim Megan directly insulted her on the track.
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Though no names were mentioned in this song, a number of “Hiss” lyrics appear to reference Minaj, too. One line, fans say, seems pointed at Minaj’s family: “These h--s don’t be mad at Megan, these h--s mad at Megan’s Law.”
“Megan’s Law” could be a reference to a federal law that requires police to share information with the public about convicted and registered sex offenders. It was named after Megan Kanka, a 7-year-old who was raped and killed in 1994 by their neighbor, a convicted child molester. In the wake of Megan Kanka’s death, her family campaigned for a law that would require police to tell communities about sex offenders, noting that they would not have let their daughter cross the street if they had known about their neighbor’s past.
It appears Minaj, and many on social media, believed the diss to be directed at Minaj’s husband Kenneth Petty — a registered sex offender who served four years in prison after he was convicted of attempted rape in 1995 and was put on probation in 2022 for failing to register as a sex offender in California.
Another line — “I can never be judged by a b---- that was dancin’, makin’ R. Kelly go viral” — might be a reference to Minaj, too, since she released a song in 2018 called “Up in Flames,” where she cheekily mentioned R. Kelly with the line, “Even R. Kelly couldn’t touch the kid.”
Representatives for Megan Thee Stallion did not respond to a request for comment about the lyrics and if she was directly referencing Minaj and Petty.
Nicki Minaj responds with ‘Big Foot’ diss songs
With the internet swirling with theories about Megan’s lyrics, Minaj took to X (formerly Twitter) to voice her displeasure with the song and announce her follow-up “Big Foot,” which she released on Monday.
The title appeared to be a reference to Megan’s 5-foot-10 height and the fact that she was shot in the foot by Lanez.
In the song (which was released with an a cappella version on streaming), Minaj claims Megan lied about the shooting incident with Lanez while referencing the death of Megan’s mother, saying: “Swearin’ on your dead mother when you lie” and “F--- you get shot with no scar?”
Minaj also accuses Megan of sleeping with her best friend’s partner and having ghostwriters. She claims Megan lied during her 2022 interview with anchor CBS’s Gayle King. In that interview, Megan said she was worried for her life during the incident with Lanez.
“I never put my hands on anybody,” Megan told King. “I never raised my voice too loud. This was one of them times where it shouldn’t have gotten this crazy.”
King later wrote for Oprah’s website that she believed Megan’s account on the night and she stood by the music artist.
“I’m so fascinated that people still don’t think that she’s telling the truth. How can that be?” King wrote. “You’ve heard all the rumors; please listen to what she has to say and then ask yourself, What does she gain by lying?”
Has Megan responded to Nicki Minaj’s diss track?
Megan has yet to respond directly to “Big Foot,” though she posted a photo on her Instagram Story on Friday of herself laughing after Minaj shared a snippet of the song before it was released.
Representatives for Minaj did not respond to a request for comment.
Minaj says on X that she has five songs ready to release if Megan so much as “breathes” wrong. Minaj is also seeking an apology from Megan for her comments on “Hiss.”
“I don’t think you want the next installment of this song,” she says on “Big Foot.”
Source: Washington Post
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Dreamer of Dreams
How important are dreams? Chasing things beyond us sometimes grant us strength to surpass limits, to courageously endure for our vision. Over time a Pirate’s own became misconstrued, failures, losses piled up and his grandeur became murky. Losing a partial, vital piece of essence.
Children call them dreams, but upon nurture, it was called Ambition! Without having a strong-self interest, he couldn’t relate or jump the hurdle for others, initially sought. Now rectification came to retrieve what was lost. The First-Stage to Healing.
By plucking his lost spirit within obscurity, a reversion of his zenith came.
That horrendous fog vaporized to magnificent sunlight. Matured figure of the boy-to-be, extended his arm’s out, it was time to go home.
In their embrace, unbridled warmth quaked from a reunion of resolve.
A wide-spread grin surfaced externally Captain’s injuries stung, ached, nevertheless something swelled within himself, the belief to achieve, in absolution.
He sprung a bounce to his soles, kip-up. With finesse, began reassembling his own mind-games against his Skull Brethren, since started off this way, donning his original attire, fetching dual-blade’s of Hingan that were sworn off to prevent incidental death. Black-blood face paint ran across his eyelids, not only repulsing the dead itself; used to aid him in becoming brave that required adversity, now just meant to trigger Sol's distress.
Sol took aim to shoot-down Captain’s butterfly who came from the cabin’s keyhole to cause misdirection, the spirit-guide, named Perish, fluttered between his limbs, barely evading swatting and squishing attempts.
Soon found himself pulverized by a door that flew off the hinges suddenly as the Seeker sprinted with full on collision from a drop-kick, then surfboarding it, trampling his rib-cage. “Always told ye t’ fix that blimey door!” Giving a befitting punishment to the Shipwright, squished with the cabin’s door on him, Kuro kicked Sol’s silver-wind pistol into the waters, then blitzed towards climbing to the top-mast where their sail-flag awaited. Mistbeard’s mask still onlooking their pirate-battle.
The ex-Garlean conscript, struggled temporarily, wind knocked out of him, before angrily following pursuit, spare pistol <Live Free> brought out taking shots at the climbing cat-folk, who intelligibly utilized line-of-sight climbing alongside the mast’s with his heritage-expertise, forcing the gun-wielder to pursue, climbing up to the top with sheer agitation, this would be done in a duel-fashion now.
Atop the mast, where they’d wage their last-sequence as blood-brothers turned enemies. Sol finally arrives behind in his pursuit, seeing Captain more closely. He was unnerved, a deplorable golden-crest smile was on him, the markings of jolly, complete fulfillment, it always brought him anger. As if a Sun was looking beneath him, nothing he could do would discourage the heat, his traditional means to kill, erase, all left meaningless in pursuit. His brow twitched into a frown.
That deviant-rogue staring across him spoke, “Thanks t’ ye mate. I found irreplaceable value in me. I’m afraid… I’ll b’ stealing n’ cucking ye, again of something. Could race to see who reaches ascension firstly or lastly there! Like ol’ times… But I’ve got t’ slay your dark-cloud, it’s cramping my vibes.” Candidly bringing back a memento, it’s like time-flowed back, to not-long-ago, they used to rock-paper-scissors for who rigged, or climbing up on the masts, doing contests to one-up another in brotherly competition.
“Also – I’ve decided. I’ll become a King.” Calmness and overwhelming peace said with a matter-of-fact from the Scoundrel’s following words, after the storm-breeze howled.
Sol, overtaken by envy, frustratingly growled, “...Y-You can’t just decide that!” Where did this abundance of confidence come from? Teeth grinding and grating together blood rushing into his temple. His concentration was caught lacking and those winds nearly took him off balance, but Miqo'te remained perfectly still…
Energy shifted in an instantaneous, an explosiveness out-cried from Captain with a thunderous shout of his declaration. A Challenge against ALL of Destiny, Fate, anything in-between was committed, throughout the rumbling tides and passed air. “I’ll become King ov’ th’ LIVING!” A dream so far-above, outlandish, impossible echoed. Jolly laughter tantalizingly followed, against Sol’s ire, a splitting image of their own Founder was reminded.
To know, Living is to understand the existence of infinity! There was no-one way to live. This particular Pirate knew this and had connection to everything that resided between the spectrum's, life to death, and was born from a Mother’s Light and Father’s Shadow. Be that as it may, he ambitiously stared at the path of transcendence. Unwavering determination highlighting his visage.
Upon his crew and varied people across in adventuring, to most-natural or supernatural, soul’s encountered. All uplifting and inspiring him to heights leaving their imprints, scars, traces upon his singular vessel, these were the stupendous keepsakes, to preserve! Wanting this stead. Survival was instinctual because this was his perceived ultimate treasure.
A challenge traversed the realm, shaking with a bewilderment of unyielding certainty.
An individual-cloaked frozen-between-time peered over to the skies and gave halt from galloping.
They who stood at the highest summit, a GIANT, woke from disruption. Hinted with Captain’s Presence, awakening.
Enraged Sol, lashed out in foul spite, fear, quivering and whining jealousy, “Nonsense. Die, Die, Die!” Pulling his trigger, reloading with rapid-fire, pupils went bloodshot from crazed-fury.
The amber-eye, determined Seeker, predicted the trajectory of every fired-shot just by familiarizing Sol’s aim, countering by sliding against bullets with his dual-blades shield, deflecting and parrying him, to having them shred against his flesh in minor grazes, fearlessness, continued forth closing distance. Where Sol was useless in.
They battled akin to this when pint-sized deckhands, back then using bb-guns or slingshots versus wooden kendo, this entire scene felt like reversed-time.
Captain with a blade-rising upwardly in the air, spun his blade with realignment allowing glaring-rays, letting what all others were seeing. Sunlight had broken throughout the canopies of those undesirable clouds, vanquishing them.
His steel-reflecting light, brought a blindness causing the Raen to misfire, his last shot in the chamber, the Seeker predicting this response, taking advantage of his discombobulated state, gave a devastating cross-slash against the Raen’s bare-chest, secondary dual-strike following-through with momentum to strike his gun-slinging wrist, forcing a disarming in one flawless-swoop.
♫Undefeatable♫ - Reference - Last Chapter
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The Bonds-Fisher Feud
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“Compassion is always due to an enraged imbecile”
Attempting to besmirch each other, the two men ranted like spoiled adolescents. [Commanding General of the U.S. Army Winfield] Scott informed [Secretary of War Jefferson] Davis that he would treat all of Davis’s letters as official, “whether designed as private and scurrilous, or public missives of arrogance and superciliousness.” He characterized them as “examples of chicanery and tergiversation, of prodigality in assertion and utter penury in proofs and probabilities.” At one point, Scott declared: “My silence, under the new provocation, has been the result, first, of pity, and next, forgetfulness. Compassion is always due to an enraged imbecile, who lays about him in blows which hurt only himself, or who, at their worst, seeks to stifle his opponent by the dint of naughty words.”
Davis likewise leaped into the epistolary gutter. “Your petulance, characteristic egotism and recklessness of accusation have imposed on me the task of unveiling some of your deformities...” Davis went on to tell the general that his reputation had been “clouded by grovelling vices” such as “querulousness, insubordination, greed of lucre and want of truth.” Although Davis’s depictions of Scott were apt, he was seemingly unaware that he had descended to his antagonist’s level...To make matters even more embarrassing, Congress in December 1856 called for all the correspondence, publishing it in a volume of more than 250 pages for the entire country to see personal hostility and professional jealousy turned into acrimonious hatred.
-- William J. Cooper Jr. on the bitter feud between Commanding General of the U.S. Army Winfield Scott and then-Secretary of War Jefferson Davis during the Pierce Administration, in Cooper’s excellent 2000 biography Jefferson Davis, American (BOOK | KINDLE).
I’ve spent years looking for an original copy of the collected correspondence featuring this pre-Civil War feud between General Scott, the longtime commanding general of the United States Army and Jefferson Davis, who was the civilian leader of all military forces as Secretary of War during the Administration of President Pierce (1853-1857). The letters that Davis and Scott fired back at each other -- through official channels! -- are amazing due to both the viciousness and the pettiness of the language they used.
Over the years, I’ve found incomplete batches of the letters and fragments of the correspondence in various books that I’ve bought, but I could never find everything that I was looking for. However, I finally found the collected correspondence in the U.S. Senate’s Executive Documents from the 3rd Session of the 34th Congress (thanks 34th Congress!), and after searching all over the place, also found a place that would print them in book form for a reasonable price. So, I’m going to start sifting through the letters and will probably end up sharing some of the more entertaining exchanges because this feud is an absolute masterpiece of 19th Century shit-talking.
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Freddie Mercury Vs. Sid Vicious (Sex Pistols) 1977
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Suxking Dixk
Struggling actress Abigail Mac fucks with the director and her co star Seth Gamble
Hot cock pump and jerk
Anal orgy at the hotel
Beautiful Blonde Milf Gets Attacked, Pinched And Dominated In Her House By A Horny Stranger
Gulosa fudendo com dois
Fucking a big booty 18 y/o Korean ABG
Safada tatuada adora da cu
Magrinha putona levando banho de porra
بتحكي متل الرجال قحبة
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Do you remember when here I mentioned "it's not always safe to visit a district for someone--- I will explain later on in another post", when speaking about some Italian removing the stickers with their car provincia's letters from its plate?
And even a little further, I added a bit about old feuds?
Yeah now it's the time to explain what I meant.
There are some provinces that don't have a good history between them. It can be due to sport reasons (a soccer/football team, but even other sports tbh, being stronger or defeating the other and the loser one's supporters half destroying the other's city); or to, more commonly, vandalism: for example people coming from a nearby provincia ruining beautiful little villages and therefore not being anymore welcomed in that area (to the point of ruining their cars with flat tyres or scratched, at least), no matter if they went there just to enjoy respectfully.
This is for example, about my area... but it is something that happens all over the country (I remember my father telling me about my grand-grandparents moving in another northern Region and not being able to buy food at first cause they were coming from "abroad" - this had to do also with WWII Ig-. So they had to ask their grantor to go buy stuff for them until the inhabitants got used to them and understood their presence -job's reasons-).
And ofc, as you may imagine, it's even more present between North and South, just because it's North vs South (workers vs not workers/thieves? The old stupid idea/stereotype behind this feud ig, eh).
I'd like to tell you it's no more the case nowadays but sadly some people still act as this and it always make me go nuts but whatever hopefully one day soon it'll change.
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if in a wrestling/MMA feud, they do 3 matches and all the matches are won by the same person...can we say, at least by the third match...he's farming that motherfucker?
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After a week of working with Lucille Ball on an episode of Here's Lucy, Richard Burton wrote in a diary entry dated Thursday, May 17th, 1970:
“Those who had told us that Lucille Ball was ‘very wearing’ were not exaggerating. She is a monster of staggering charmlessness and monumental lack of humour. She is not ‘wearing’ to us because I suppose we refuse to be worn. I am coldly sarcastic with her to the point of outright contempt but she hears only what she wants to hear… Nineteen solid years of double-takes and pratfalls and desperate up-staging and cutting other people’s laughs if she can, nervously watching ‘the ratings’ as she does so ... I loathed her the first day. I loathed her the second day and the third. I loathe her today but now I also pity her. After tonight I shall make a point of never seeing her again ... this behemoth of selfishness..."
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Full Story: https://uinterview.com/news/kelly-clarkson-sues-ex-husband-brandon-blackstock-for-improper-business-deals-says-he-owes-more-her-than-2-6-million/
Singer Kelly Clarkson is suing Brandon Blackstock, her ex-husband and former manager, for making improper business deals.
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There was no peace after the 1066 invasion but constant uprising, local battles between landowners, feuds among lords and armed conspiracies against the monarchs.
"Normal Women: 900 Years of Making History" - Philippa Gregory
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Arcadia Pod's Top Ten Kansas City Area Professional Wrestling Feuds of 2023 - #1
Once again, my intro from last week:
“This year, I’m trying something different on my blog – I’m going through my local professional wrestling coverage and doing a countdown of the ten (well 11 actually) Kansas City area professional wrestling feuds that I felt deserved some recognition. Since late last year, I have attended nearly THIRTY wrestling shows with my son, and have been blessed to…
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