When you think of the coolest, most bad ass actors out there, Samuel L. Jackson usually tops the list. From his swagger, to his anecdotes, Jackson just oozes cool. And his recent interview with Playboy magazine just continues that trend. No bullshit, no politically correct blandness, no fake sweetness.
Samuel L. Jackson is the shit, and I kind of wish he was my grandfather. Could you imagine the kind of advice he’d give you growing up? ”Next time little Tommy shithead steals your crayons, show him who is boss and knock his ass out. Then lean over him and say “Boo yah, bitch.”One of the major sections of his interview deals with Jackson’s recent Quentin Tarantino film, Django Unchained, and all of the controversy that came with it. What’s refreshing is that he not only defends Tarantino, but he also calls out a lot of the naysayers on their hypocrisy and bullshit.
These 20-year-olds and others are always talking about “Where’s my 40 acres and a mule? Where are my reparations?” Well, you wanna act like the government owes us reparations, we gotta show what they owe us for. Here it is, right here onscreen. These stories must be told. Yet they still want to turn around and go, “Fuck Quentin Tarantino, he don’t know shit about it,” but if Spike, the Hughes brothers or Carl Franklin had done it, it would have been right? Look, Quentin has this master storytelling ability, and a lot of criticism from a lot of people is straight bullshit jealousy because they can’t do it themselves.
A big shit talker of the movie was the very vocal Spike Lee. Apparently only black people can make movies about black history. A white dude could never do it justice. Doesn’t matter if no one currently alive was around during the time period shown, it’s all about genetics. Even though Lee spewed a lot of hate towards Tarantino and the film, Jackson doesn’t hold any grudges. Whether it’s because he’s just too suave for resentment, or because a mother fucker likes his dough, Jackson recently reunited with Lee to do another movie.
Another highlight of the interview is Jackson’s opinions on President Obama as of late. Seems Jackson is not a fan of Obama’s recent urbanization of his vernacular. While many say it’s the President’s way of trying to seem relatable to the common man, Jackson feels it’s just encouraging America to be mediocre. And as many can attest to, this country is stupid enough without needing the go ahead from our leader.
First of all, we know it ain’t because of his blackness, so I say stop trying to “relate.” Be a leader. Be fucking presidential. Look, I grew up in a society where I could say “It ain’t” or “What it be” to my friends. But when I’m out presenting myself to the world as me, who graduated from college, who had family who cared about me, who has a well-read background, I fucking conjugate.
Obama is an Ivy league graduate. No one is buying that he says shit like “I seen.” And kudos to Jackson for calling him out on it. We’re already known as a fat, materialistic nation who cares more about trash like the Kardashians or Honey Boo-Boo than politics or world issues. Plus, we already had a dumbass in office who couldn’t speak well. Do we really want to recreate that shit storm?
Jackson also makes sure to correct people on Twitter when they try to insult him.
On Twitter someone will write, “Your an idiot,” and I’ll go, “No, you’re an idiot,” and all my Twitterphiles will go, “Hey, Sam Jackson, he’s the grammar police.” I’ll take that. Somebody needs to be.
Damn right, Mr. Jackson. Now if you could just teach the youth of today the difference between “to/too/two” and “their/they’re” we’d be golden.
Of course, it wasn’t all serious business dotted with f bombs. Jackson also talks about losing his virginity about 5 minutes after he learned what the secret use for socks and lotion was, to some neighbor girls a few years older. Yup, 2 girls. Jackson can downplay his lifelong pimpness, but it’s obvious Jackson has had game since the beginning. And of course it helped that Jackson wasn’t picky. He didn’t care what a chick looked like, as long as she was willing to be dance with the black anaconda.
Keep on with your bad self, Mr. Jackson.