DMX and his lawyer appeared at a bond hearing in a Miami courtroom yesterday. After the judge denied his request for bond, DMX naturally cussed at him. Naturally. From CBS4 in Miami:
"Oh that just ingratiated you to me. I've never heard the "f' word before so it's okay," was the response from Judge Schwartz.
DMX, 37, was arrested and jailed in Miami on August 14th on a warrant for failing to appear in an Arizona court on drug charges. He was taken into custody outside a Wal-Mart store in North Miami Beach. He faces four counts of possessing drug paraphernalia and one count of possession of marijuana. (Source)
The most shocking thing about this story: that DMX was arrested outside a Wal-Mart. No self-respecting rapper would be caught dead outside one of those stores . . . especially since they're usually caught dead outside casinos in Vegas. Perhaps we shouldn't be surprised that DMX shops at the "Always Low Prices, Always" store. The guy can't pay his bills.
NOTE: Things are actually looking up for DMX. Just one more stamp on his frequent arrest card and his next bond is free!
Stop me if you've heard this before (like HERE, HERE, and HERE) but DMX was arrested yesterday outside a Wal-Mart in Florida. The rapper had a warrant issued for his arrest by a Phoenix, Arizona court after failing to appear for a pretrial conference on four counts of possessing drug paraphernalia and one count of possession of marijuana. E! Online says:
Although DMX's attorney did appear on his client's behalf Tuesday afternoon to provide documentation that his client couldn't make it because he was hospitalized in Miami (he wouldn't say why, though), the judge opted to issue a bench warrant anyway and raised his bond to $25,000. (Source)
I know DMX has been arrested five times this year but I think we should cut him a break. I mean life's all about sixth chances, right? Oh DMX, I swear your puppy-dog eyes get me every time. I just can't hate you!
DMX was arrested for the fifth time this year on Saturday, this time for giving a false name and Social Security number to get out of paying $7,500 in medical expenses at the Mayo Clinic in Scottsdale, Arizona. From the Arizona Republic:
In April, the 37-year-old rapper went for treatment at Scottsdale's Mayo Clinic. He stayed nine hours, racking up the $7,500 bill, but provided hospital staff with a false name, "Troy Jones," and a fake Social Security number, Arpaio said.
The rapper also gave a non-existent address in Yonkers, N.Y., and provided false contact information, including the name of a girlfriend, "Jennifer Martinez," and a cellphone number, officials said.
Simmons' Phoenix attorney Charles Kozelka said on Sunday night that Arpaio's involvement in the case and his statement to the media shows he is "out to get Mr. Simmons." Kozelka would not elaborate on what he meant by this but said "we are excited to get the second half of the story out" during the legal process ahead. (Source)
This is just one more example of why this country needs universal healthcare. Because if a multi-millionaire rapper can't afford his own medical bills, how are the rest of us supposed to be able to pay for the penicillin shots that our doctor told us we needed because of that one night when we got drunk and hooked up with that barskank that said she was clean but turned out to be dirtier than Paris Hilton's underwear after Fleet Week? Anyways, my point is: Obama '08!
DMX was arrested at his Phoenix-area home earlier this week for . . . *drumroll please* . . . speeding. Radar cameras caught the rapper doing 114 in his '66 Chevy Nova II. He faces charges of racing on a highway, reckless driving, two counts of endangerment, and three counts of criminal speed and driving on a suspended license. Holy shit. The Arizona Daily Star says:
About 8:24 p.m. Jan. 21, the state DPS says Simmons was photographed on the northbound lanes of the Loop 101 driving a 1966 Chevy Nova II at a speed of 100 miles per hour. One minute later as his car reached the Loop 101 at Cactus, cameras recorded Simmons speed at 114 mph. Less than three minutes later Simmons was caught on camera at 101 miles per hour. The posted speed limit is 65 miles per hour.
After a period of investigation, DPS officers made the arrest of Simmons Tuesday at his home. Simmons was cooperative. He was booked into the Scottsdale City Jail and bonded out Wednesday. His case was forwarded to the Scottsdale City Prosecutor's Office, the news release said. (Source)
Also caught by the cameras flying by in the blink of an eye? DMX's career. Someone should have told the guy that driving over 88 miles per hour wasn't going to transport him back in time to an era when he was still relevant. It was just gonna cause him to lose his fans, self respect, and earning potential . . . so a lot like appearing in another Steven Seagal movie.
Honey, I don't have a kid with another woman because I cheated on you. She raped me!
"She raped me," the rapper told S2S editor Jamie Foster Brown. "I mean, you know, that might sound like some bullsh*t. No man has ever been... you know what I mean, like never? Is that the only thing in the world that's not possible?" Mrs. Simmons recalled an earlier encounter with the woman. "Before the stuff hit the fan, she came up to us while we were in court and said 'I work for kids that are sickly,' said Tashera. "So he said 'Give her my number.' That's how it goes all the time. At first, I said OK. But, then I thought she looked deranged and obsessed with him." While his wife "blocks out" the experience to cope, X gained a more valuable lesson: "Turn on the light before I go to sleep," he said.
I know all you people think a man can't be raped and DMX is just trying to cover his ass. Let me tell you something before you jump to that conclusion, it happens. I've never told anyone this story but I was raped back in January 2000, or as I refer to it, "The winter I stopped being a boy and became a man." Looking back on it, I was so stupid and cocky--I deserved it really. All the signs were there: my She raped me!
"She raped me," the rapper told S2S editor Jamie Foster Brown. "I mean, you know, that might sound like some bullsh*t. No man has ever been... you know what I mean, like never? Is that the only thing in the world that's not possible?" Mrs. Simmons recalled an earlier encounter with the woman. "Before the stuff hit the fan, she came up to us while we were in court and said 'I work for kids that are sickly,' said Tashera. "So he said 'Give her my number.' That's how it goes all the time. At first, I said OK. But, then I thought she looked deranged and obsessed with him." While his wife "blocks out" the experience to cope, X gained a more valuable lesson: "Turn on the light before I go to sleep," he said.
I know all you people think a man can't be raped and DMX is just trying to cover his ass. Let me tell you something before you jump to that conclusion, it happens. I've never told anyone this story but I was raped back in January 2000, or as I refer to it, "The winter I stopped being a boy and became a man." Looking back on it, I was so stupid and cocky--I deserved it really. All the signs were there: my OP shorts, my low cut v-neck shirt, the fact I was in a scrapbooking store past 2pm--without a friend! But I was young and strong, I told myself, I can't get raped. We're talking about the new millennium here. There hasn't been a scrapbooking store rape in years. So I thought. Last thing I remember before I blacked out was walking by a few kick-ass stencils (one was a mischievous cow and I think the other one was Saturn. I'm pretty sure Saturn had sunglasses on but I'm really getting off-topic here--just know that it was the sassiest planet I'd ever seen). Next thing I know, I woke up in a pile of my own urine and vomit in the glue aisle. My pants were on backwards. My innocence was lost.
Tashera: "I work for kids that are sickly." Think I may have just found my newest line to pick up local barsluts.
On a serious note, If you want to help the cause: http://www.stop-scrapbooking-store-rapes.com
