"THIS IS A SHORT LETTER TO THE UNBELIEVERS"....................
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(SAMMY FIGMENT) before sammy became a part of vann duke, sammy was with out image but a form of a shallow object of a creature of paper and ink with out a name. this creature was a imaginary creature of a young writer. the nameless creature hovered over the young young writer, watching,studying and existing only in the imaginary world but in the physical of ink and paper. soon the writer will become a creator and the ink and paper will become a physical form, and that form will become a physical imaginary image of creative writing.the paper became body and the ink became blood, the young writer breath life into the nameless creature bring it in to the physical of the imaginary..."what ever a man thinkest so is he"...the creator Vows:cut the tip of the finger, place blood over the door (the mouth) saying,bone of my bone flesh of my flesh God of all creation bless my creation..,place a ring on your finger and a ring on your creation.
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(VANN DUKE)
I was a child with a imagination,I was a good child but was bad, I was innocent but always in trouble I was poor but grew up in a well to do family. in the fifth grade my teacher name mr. verga looked upon my creative writing abilities and pulled it out of me,the secret, he didn't know what he created by doing so...never thought once of becoming a ventriloquist, as a child I thought mostly of comedy,I wanted to be a night club entertainer = comedy= I wanted to be a writer..I grew up with urban comedy and really dig the really funny kids in the circle of the yo mama jokes battles, I enjoyed tv shows like "GOOD TIMES".."WHAT'S HAPPENING" these television shows are urban humor one hundred percent, my style of writing is urban humor, style? yes style, there is a such thing style of writing, I remember comedian Eddie Murphy in a television interview saying he can't write that jerry seinfeld stuff, so there are different styles of writing,also the writer and creator of "I DREAM OF JEANNIE" what a talented writer! ,I study the writing of that show and get brain farts! the writer also wrote best sellers, the writer name is "SIDNEY SHELDON" I also advise you to study "BARBRA EDEN" alone with sidney Sheldon if you want to study the writing of "I DREAM OF JEANNIE" you need both writer and actress because the combination is excellent, in essence one writes and one bring it to life, just amazing!..so yes there are styles in writing. today we live in political correctness world making my style of writing offensive but every thing seems to be offensive now adays. the problem with the political correctness is that people are taking the wrong medicine and trying to make it right,... for example your foot is size ten,you can not wear a size five!.. urban humor is not offensive, and the "N" word is urban,and yes the language is vulgar but not offensive..you can't walk into a bar and ask the bar attended to pour you a tall glass of ice cold milk in a full house,(you could but why would you,the supply is stocked for full house of people partying) I believe political correctness is offensive!! because there are styles of warnings, meaning the shoe size is on the shoe, meaning a bar serve achol beverages not groceries, you know where urban humor come from so how is it offensive to the language of the land it comes from, meaning, you are not from the land of urban humor/comedy that's why it's offensive...talking about styles, ballet is a style of dance, tap dance is a style of dance, twerking is a style of dance but it's a urban style, pop music is a style of music, rock music is a style of music, rap is a style of music but it's urban, can you read the message between the lines? what the writer is saying. and then only then will you get the message of the "political correctness"...and "God bless America and no place else"< one of my favorite movie lines.
__________________________________________________________________________________________( BEFORE I BECOME A VENTRILOQUIST)
I was playing in the streets with my friends getting into trouble and also hustling, our thing was a hustlers thing and a player thing, in the hoods and ghettos you can be a lot of things but my friends were all about that hustlers grind, there was gangs,there was drug dealers,etc. but my friends were name Marcel, Michael,Rome and pooky from elementary school to high school. we were kids in the hood trying to survive day by day, every morning was a new beginning of a chapter on our young lives not knowing what this new chapter will become,every morning we meet up,my house, rome house or etc. depending on who's the over sleeper. starched creased khaki with sweat shirts and corduroy house shoes we stroll through the hood in the morning at the tip of noon working on a hustler move.I remember young me, now that i write this and clearly I want to give the reader a Bird eyes view of the message of the ghetto and hoods for kids during my life time, the khaki hide my 9mm and my chrome 380 with the pearl color grip,Marcel had a chrome 357 with hollow points, I remember one day we were admiring our guns like pets. this is a typical start of the day for young teens in the hood, by afternoon we were making money moves also dodging drug dealers,gangs and other hustlers and cops too! because they would Jack too! man! back in the day drug dealers and gangs would run from the cops today it's different, I tell you the truth when I was a teen the cops was no JOKE, they would catch a drug dealer and kick his ass! and take all his money in front of everybody watching!(no social media back in the day)..,people in the hood used To like to see the cops taking down the bad guys ,we didn't want them in our hood, they were bad people but we were afraid,so when we seen the cops we felt safe we didn't say it out loud but we felt safe.it was a code word they used to say back when I was a kid "5!-O!" and all the bad guys would take off running fast!!.. I remember the sheriff was the second coming of Christ in the hood, you could sit in your front yard or walk down the streets when they patrol the neighborhood looking for the bad guys, I guess if you're not a bad guy you have no fear of the good guys.I remember I saw for the first time I saw the police catch a drug dealer selling rock cocaine, I am about in the fifth grade at the time so the known drug dealer was running down the street,the sheriff's was in the car,the passenger door open, out jumped the officer while the car is going fast,tackle the drug dealer, picked him up off the ground, throw him against the fence and the drug dealer yelling "I ain't got shit! the officer trip the drug dealer to the ground,telling the drug dealer to open his mouth but the drug dealer refused and the officer partners open the drug dealer mouth with his hands while the other officer put a wooden like stick the doctors use on the drug dealer tongue and one officer step back watching the drug dealer vomit out rock cocaine on to the ground,the officer also take photos of the rock cocaine in the vomit,it was not just me standing watching, most of the neighborhood looking at this known drug dealer get arrested for selling rock cocaine on a neighborhood street corner at a phone booth..I remember one day the police walking gang members in hand cuffs across our school football field all the students and teachers were applauding, it was like wow! because in middle school that was amazing to see!
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(THE DOMINO EFFECT)
Before I became a ventriloquist, I seen them on television,such ventriloquist as Jay Johnson, Willie Tyler and Lester, arron Williams and Freddy,Sherri Lewis and lamb chop. I never really thought twice of a ventriloquist, so I continue my day to day life. my friends were getting in a lot of trouble, I mean our sun in the fun became darker and darker each day and the streets got hot,as the writer I will not go into to much detail,I will say the hood life was becoming too ghetto and there is a difference in hood life and ghetto life.at school I became more focused on writing than the hustlers game. Marcel was snatched up by the street gang,and was only known by his gang name,my lil homie was not the same,just cold,this was around middle school age,I remember the last day we spoke,in front of his grandmother house,fresh out of juvenile hall,I rush over to his grandmother house,he was sitting in the front yard, "G" up " I said to him "hustlers don't dress like that homie" than he showed me his gang tattoos,I was let's say heart broken and walked away from him..Marcel ended up getting life in prison before finishing high school...my friend pooky was shot by gangs and could not walk...my lil homie rome drove into a liquor store parking lot and was jacked by undercover drug enforcement agents,he was arrested and sent to the California state prison...I became more interested in writing because it was my only dream and I could also see the domino effect heading down my way so I put my nose in the books until I seen ventriloquist Edgar bergen and Charlie McCarthy, I only wanted to do research on Edgar bergen just for information, but the more I research him the more I became interested in his talent not the art of ventriloquism but Edgar bergen as an artist. I learned that to become a writer you need to do a lot of research but Edgar bergen became my only research. My plans were to finish school, become a night club entertainer and a writer, my plans start changing because I was being hunted by the art of ventriloquism, it was on television,it was on the radio,it was in magazines, news papers.so I stop researching and start looking for a ventriloquist dummy but they were very expensive and my mother was a professional woman but she not going to spend a lot of money on a doll,until one day, I was looking in one of my mother Sears mail order catalog and there he was "SAMMY!" it was love at first site..so one day my mother was ordering her something from the Sears catalog (before shopping online they had mail order catalog) so I show her SAMMY in the Sears catalog and she seen the very low price and ordered my first semi-pro ventriloquist dummy.
( yes one morning I awake and just like Adam when he awake, said to eve, I said to sammy, you are my what?...."helper.")
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(SAMMY FIGMENT) before sammy became a part of vann duke, sammy was with out image but a form of a shallow object of a creature of paper and ink with out a name. this creature was a imaginary creature of a young writer. the nameless creature hovered over the young young writer, watching,studying and existing only in the imaginary world but in the physical of ink and paper. soon the writer will become a creator and the ink and paper will become a physical form, and that form will become a physical imaginary image of creative writing.the paper became body and the ink became blood, the young writer breath life into the nameless creature bring it in to the physical of the imaginary..."what ever a man thinkest so is he"...the creator Vows:cut the tip of the finger, place blood over the door (the mouth) saying,bone of my bone flesh of my flesh God of all creation bless my creation..,place a ring on your finger and a ring on your creation.
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(VANN DUKE)
I was a child with a imagination,I was a good child but was bad, I was innocent but always in trouble I was poor but grew up in a well to do family. in the fifth grade my teacher name mr. verga looked upon my creative writing abilities and pulled it out of me,the secret, he didn't know what he created by doing so...never thought once of becoming a ventriloquist, as a child I thought mostly of comedy,I wanted to be a night club entertainer = comedy= I wanted to be a writer..I grew up with urban comedy and really dig the really funny kids in the circle of the yo mama jokes battles, I enjoyed tv shows like "GOOD TIMES".."WHAT'S HAPPENING" these television shows are urban humor one hundred percent, my style of writing is urban humor, style? yes style, there is a such thing style of writing, I remember comedian Eddie Murphy in a television interview saying he can't write that jerry seinfeld stuff, so there are different styles of writing,also the writer and creator of "I DREAM OF JEANNIE" what a talented writer! ,I study the writing of that show and get brain farts! the writer also wrote best sellers, the writer name is "SIDNEY SHELDON" I also advise you to study "BARBRA EDEN" alone with sidney Sheldon if you want to study the writing of "I DREAM OF JEANNIE" you need both writer and actress because the combination is excellent, in essence one writes and one bring it to life, just amazing!..so yes there are styles in writing. today we live in political correctness world making my style of writing offensive but every thing seems to be offensive now adays. the problem with the political correctness is that people are taking the wrong medicine and trying to make it right,... for example your foot is size ten,you can not wear a size five!.. urban humor is not offensive, and the "N" word is urban,and yes the language is vulgar but not offensive..you can't walk into a bar and ask the bar attended to pour you a tall glass of ice cold milk in a full house,(you could but why would you,the supply is stocked for full house of people partying) I believe political correctness is offensive!! because there are styles of warnings, meaning the shoe size is on the shoe, meaning a bar serve achol beverages not groceries, you know where urban humor come from so how is it offensive to the language of the land it comes from, meaning, you are not from the land of urban humor/comedy that's why it's offensive...talking about styles, ballet is a style of dance, tap dance is a style of dance, twerking is a style of dance but it's a urban style, pop music is a style of music, rock music is a style of music, rap is a style of music but it's urban, can you read the message between the lines? what the writer is saying. and then only then will you get the message of the "political correctness"...and "God bless America and no place else"< one of my favorite movie lines.
__________________________________________________________________________________________( BEFORE I BECOME A VENTRILOQUIST)
I was playing in the streets with my friends getting into trouble and also hustling, our thing was a hustlers thing and a player thing, in the hoods and ghettos you can be a lot of things but my friends were all about that hustlers grind, there was gangs,there was drug dealers,etc. but my friends were name Marcel, Michael,Rome and pooky from elementary school to high school. we were kids in the hood trying to survive day by day, every morning was a new beginning of a chapter on our young lives not knowing what this new chapter will become,every morning we meet up,my house, rome house or etc. depending on who's the over sleeper. starched creased khaki with sweat shirts and corduroy house shoes we stroll through the hood in the morning at the tip of noon working on a hustler move.I remember young me, now that i write this and clearly I want to give the reader a Bird eyes view of the message of the ghetto and hoods for kids during my life time, the khaki hide my 9mm and my chrome 380 with the pearl color grip,Marcel had a chrome 357 with hollow points, I remember one day we were admiring our guns like pets. this is a typical start of the day for young teens in the hood, by afternoon we were making money moves also dodging drug dealers,gangs and other hustlers and cops too! because they would Jack too! man! back in the day drug dealers and gangs would run from the cops today it's different, I tell you the truth when I was a teen the cops was no JOKE, they would catch a drug dealer and kick his ass! and take all his money in front of everybody watching!(no social media back in the day)..,people in the hood used To like to see the cops taking down the bad guys ,we didn't want them in our hood, they were bad people but we were afraid,so when we seen the cops we felt safe we didn't say it out loud but we felt safe.it was a code word they used to say back when I was a kid "5!-O!" and all the bad guys would take off running fast!!.. I remember the sheriff was the second coming of Christ in the hood, you could sit in your front yard or walk down the streets when they patrol the neighborhood looking for the bad guys, I guess if you're not a bad guy you have no fear of the good guys.I remember I saw for the first time I saw the police catch a drug dealer selling rock cocaine, I am about in the fifth grade at the time so the known drug dealer was running down the street,the sheriff's was in the car,the passenger door open, out jumped the officer while the car is going fast,tackle the drug dealer, picked him up off the ground, throw him against the fence and the drug dealer yelling "I ain't got shit! the officer trip the drug dealer to the ground,telling the drug dealer to open his mouth but the drug dealer refused and the officer partners open the drug dealer mouth with his hands while the other officer put a wooden like stick the doctors use on the drug dealer tongue and one officer step back watching the drug dealer vomit out rock cocaine on to the ground,the officer also take photos of the rock cocaine in the vomit,it was not just me standing watching, most of the neighborhood looking at this known drug dealer get arrested for selling rock cocaine on a neighborhood street corner at a phone booth..I remember one day the police walking gang members in hand cuffs across our school football field all the students and teachers were applauding, it was like wow! because in middle school that was amazing to see!
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(THE DOMINO EFFECT)
Before I became a ventriloquist, I seen them on television,such ventriloquist as Jay Johnson, Willie Tyler and Lester, arron Williams and Freddy,Sherri Lewis and lamb chop. I never really thought twice of a ventriloquist, so I continue my day to day life. my friends were getting in a lot of trouble, I mean our sun in the fun became darker and darker each day and the streets got hot,as the writer I will not go into to much detail,I will say the hood life was becoming too ghetto and there is a difference in hood life and ghetto life.at school I became more focused on writing than the hustlers game. Marcel was snatched up by the street gang,and was only known by his gang name,my lil homie was not the same,just cold,this was around middle school age,I remember the last day we spoke,in front of his grandmother house,fresh out of juvenile hall,I rush over to his grandmother house,he was sitting in the front yard, "G" up " I said to him "hustlers don't dress like that homie" than he showed me his gang tattoos,I was let's say heart broken and walked away from him..Marcel ended up getting life in prison before finishing high school...my friend pooky was shot by gangs and could not walk...my lil homie rome drove into a liquor store parking lot and was jacked by undercover drug enforcement agents,he was arrested and sent to the California state prison...I became more interested in writing because it was my only dream and I could also see the domino effect heading down my way so I put my nose in the books until I seen ventriloquist Edgar bergen and Charlie McCarthy, I only wanted to do research on Edgar bergen just for information, but the more I research him the more I became interested in his talent not the art of ventriloquism but Edgar bergen as an artist. I learned that to become a writer you need to do a lot of research but Edgar bergen became my only research. My plans were to finish school, become a night club entertainer and a writer, my plans start changing because I was being hunted by the art of ventriloquism, it was on television,it was on the radio,it was in magazines, news papers.so I stop researching and start looking for a ventriloquist dummy but they were very expensive and my mother was a professional woman but she not going to spend a lot of money on a doll,until one day, I was looking in one of my mother Sears mail order catalog and there he was "SAMMY!" it was love at first site..so one day my mother was ordering her something from the Sears catalog (before shopping online they had mail order catalog) so I show her SAMMY in the Sears catalog and she seen the very low price and ordered my first semi-pro ventriloquist dummy.
( yes one morning I awake and just like Adam when he awake, said to eve, I said to sammy, you are my what?...."helper.")
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#vanndukeandsammy #myspace.com #vanndukeandsammyautobioaugraphy #myspace #android
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