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Choose Smoke: If You Must Interact With Donkeys or Elephants
Dramatic. Like Gandhi tucking a firearm into the waistline of a three-piece suit, asking Congressto pass the George Floyd Justice in Policing Act. Or like Tupac spitting at reporters, and then speeding down the street in a black jeep, navigating a broken culture. Bizarre like that. Electric like that. The vibes are the vibes. JamesContinue reading “Choose Smoke: If You Must Interact With Donkeys or Elephants”
Audio Leak Sundays: Hustle for Essence
Hampton, Like Fred
Hampton boulevard buzzes. I stalk sidewalk. A Free Palestine flag flaps in front of an old tree, towering, like a symbol of an American today, a tale creeping along flesh, begging for the right interpretation.D. Trump is in Norfolk. Protesters put toes on burning sidewalks. Justice simmers. I can’t feel my face these days, hustlingContinue reading “Hampton, Like Fred”
Rapid Decay is Beauty to Them
Audio Leak Sundays: Volume Tied to God
Too Short Narrates American Morning
Flip the switch. Press the gas. Cruise Waterside Drive until sunlight blurs the traffic lights. Icarus before the crash. Maybe. Too Short talks that talk. Runs down the science of hustle. Rock the Bells on SiriusXM is the corner store: Cheetos, fruit punch, and a peanut butter Twix. Multi-colored signage. Graffiti splashed on walls representsContinue reading “Too Short Narrates American Morning”
Audio Leak Sundays: Savage Life
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Gas Lighters Tap Dance in the Comments Section
Spare me the fan fiction. Spare me the counterfeit morality. Spare me the bankrupted hymns of polluted country. Allow me to dig into my black crate for liberation music,for the perfect anti-system record to make sense of America’s guttural blues. Dead Prez. Public Enemy. Fela Kuti. Kendrick Lamar. This is S-Dot scripture, a black fistContinue reading “Gas Lighters Tap Dance in the Comments Section”
Our Father’s Flag Is Quite Different
Freedom and liberation hop and skip down broken boulevards and polluted streets. Decay is decay, no matter how one explains it. Metallic rhetoric chips the air. Only valid when the right complexion is involved. It is cute to burn flags. “That man is exercising his rights!” They say. Such an act is hostile when darkerContinue reading “Our Father’s Flag Is Quite Different”