Maybe later today or tomorrow I will tell you about my night with Mums, Jamie Hector from The Wire, UTFO and Kurtis Blow’s mom. I will tell you about my first visit to the Bronx ever, about the best potato in America and how Kid Lucky hitchhiked up and down the west coast, but he isn’t trying to stop in Idaho.
And how La Bruja and Roxanne Shante made me feel better than I have since the election, about the power of unity, the power of voice, the power of struggle. Ante up. I’m calling for deep personal overhaul, to reexamine our standards, to reexamine what we deem acceptable in our lives, to ask ourselves how we’re complicit in our personal, professional, and artistic relationships. Cause you know what? Fuck this shit. Fuck this immobilizing depression. I’m not handing over my future to a rich good ole boy motherfucker and his blind congregation.
Fuck that shit. I’m making moves.
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word up get busy y’all
“I’m calling for deep personal overhaul, to again reexamine the standards of what we deem acceptable in our lives, to ask ourselves how we’re complicit in our personal, professional, and artistic relationships.”
so necessary (c) young hov.
actually i think thats less neccessary than going out for obvious civil right and human rights and against violations of same.
its all good to worry about gradiations of inter-personal fault; but how is that going to give people health care and make people stop having wars for no reason where they kill way, way too many people?
Well no fucking shit–that’s my whole point.
start with numero uno. just ask yourself daily, “am i an asshole? who am i harming?”
then stop paying taxes.
ps excuse all the cursing, my anger currently supercedes my eloquence.
pps. roxanne shante has a ph.d in psychology, which isn’t surprising.
ppps. there are, obviously, more immediate and effective ways of defying the current tragedy than non-payment of taxes, but what a way to peacefully object, non?
nothing i’ll change about myself would have impacted the world beyond those people who know me. its not my, or your, inter-personal problems that hurt people in other countries. while i may be an a-hole, my a-holeness isn’t stopping anyone from having health care, and it didn’t really lead any closer to the Iraq war. thats my point.
i just think the world isn’t waiting for us to be good human beings to the 50 or so people we know. they are waiting for us to not have presidents and armies who will kill them. that might be a bit too dramatic a way to put it. but still. If you were in Iraq, would you give a f about “jck”? If an “F” is given, my guess it’d be, hey, a-hole, try to do whatever you can so the next bomb doesn’t fall on my house.
although i could be wrong
an additional way to look at it may be; are you/we/us willing to give up whatever we have in our lives that is secured by injustice? like even if its things we think are innocous past-times. just being prepared to give these up is a step.
but thats still not the same thing as not being an asshole. i’m thinking, being an asshole is by far not the worst thing you can do to the planet. they say ceaser chavez was pretty much an asshole to his kids.
ok i will stop. jah love
wait i lied.
mohandas gandhi is rumored to have been an asshole to his nieces; lying next to them naked to find out if he was purified of lust. while his record is mixed i’d say him being an asshole like that prevented him from doing positive things. what if he had stopped his work in the Quit India movement to figure out why the f he needed to sleep naked next to his nieces. While it would have been better for his nieces; a million people would have been waiting around trying to get free while he did that.
ok now i will/won’t stop
and everything i wrote is infested with patriarchy. even this sentence.
fuck the patriarchy. which might be a patriarchal thing to say, because why is fucking violent?
GANDHI WAS THE BIGGGEST AND THE FILTHIEST ASSHIOLE I HAVE EVER HEARD ABOUT…WANNA KNOW MORE ABOUT THIS IDIOT MOTHER FUCKING ASSHOLE///?