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Jan 3, 2009

Peace in the Middle East, please... a plea.

Publicly criticizing Israel or the War on Drugs has not been a policy of the U.S. Government or corporate media outlets in nearly my entire lifetime... almost 35 years now.

It would blow my mind if Obama creates a global dialogue toward ending the growth of weaponry as an industry. Ending support of violent politics through military domination. Condemnation of torture and promotion of peace.

But the weight and momentum of history rises against these possibilities.

Israel has been fighting for it's right to displace indigenous people for 60 years now. For all that time, they have survived through U.S. military and political support.

Israel asserts itself as an independent nation by attacking it's hostile neighbors. For the first twenty days of 2009 the U.S. is forced into passive acceptance of attacks on a democratically elected government.

Even if Bush has an opinion about this situation, three out of four citizens don't like him enough to listen. The House and Senate are fractured and unable to initiate anything other than feeble reactions to whatever the President does. Plus, they are on their winter vacations now.

Israel has forced their position onto Obama's (our) future. They want war.

We know that for sure, for now.



"You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming.” - Pablo Neruda http://theunapologeticmexican.org/elmachete/palabras/



Dec 31, 2008

Dec 30, 2008

Internet killed the newspaper star.

Last week it was reported that more people are getting their news from the internet than traditional print media.

The decentralized possibilities of open-source electrical portals have decimated the authority of newspapers and broadcast networks.

For the first time in the history of humanity, a single person is capable of articulating their reality, art and opinions to the rest of the people on our planet.

With the development of blogs and vlogs the notion of front-page headline news is fading as we all explore the limits and possibilities of a global dialogue for growth and change.

Here is the latest contribution from a person that inspires me with their perspectives.

http://theunapologeticmexican.org

The XOLAGRAFIK Diaries [ep1: "Cambiando"] from nezua on Vimeo.
http://theunapologeticmexican.org/elmachete/

Dec 29, 2008

Magic: You've gotta Believe it to See it

If you are not willing to accept that the Republican Party is privately racist...

then stroll down the streets of our cities and observe what eight years of Republican rule have done for the lives of people of color... who are likely getting their insufficient paychecks from white Republican bosses.

It isn't relevant or enlightening to have a white Republican pretend he is Al Sharpton and complaining that our President-Elect is not "authentically black".

Authentic blackness is a racist concept.

If you are going to introduce "Authenticity "
~ ((Genuineness; the quality of being genuine or not corrupted from the original.))

into someone's skin color...

it is definitely not funny.



"Barack the Magic Negro lives in D.C.
The L.A. Times, they called him that
'Cause he's not authentic like me.

Yeah, the guy from the L.A. paper
Said he makes guilty whites feel good
They'll vote for him, and not for me
'Cause he's not from the hood.

See, real black men, like Snoop Dog,
Or me, or Farrakhan
Have talked the talk, and walked the walk.
Not come in late and won!

Refrain:
Oh, Barack the Magic Negro, lives in D.C.
The L.A. Times, they called him that
'Cause he's black, but not authentically.

(repeat Refrain)

Some say Barack's "articulate"
And bright and new and "clean"
The media sure loves this guy,
A white interloper's dream!

But, when you vote for president,
Watch out, and don't be fooled!
Don't vote the Magic Negro in
’Cause I won’t have nothing after all these years of sacrifice
And I won’t get justice. This is about justice. This isn’t about me, it’s about justice.
It’s about buffet. I don’t have no buffet and there won’t be any church contributions,
And there’ll be no cash in the collection plate.
There ain’t gonna be no cash money, no walkin’ around money, no phoning money.
Now, Barack going to come in here and …….."


I will bet the farm that if you think there is any humor in that parody,

you also don't care that we have killed over one million men, women and children in Iraq for the past six years.

Or that one in four of every person incarcerated on planet Earth is an American.

Or that Bush stole two elections and is a war criminal.

The only reason I even know this piece or crap song exists is that some racist is trying to rule the R.N.C. and used it as propaganda to rally a dead party to his side.

R.I.P. Republikkkans

Dec 27, 2008

Here comes the Sun!

this is the
Beginning of an end for Winter Solstice
while Bush still burns and Obama surfs divine waves
I dream of my lost libido
Found... sitting on a bureau in the hallway of a lady,
in a clear glass vial.

i pick it up
recognizing it with a smile
even though I had never seen it before.

Knowing it was there empowered me with blissful confidence
that i shared with the friends and strangers surrounding me
in a growing crescendo of pleasure
that only ended when I awoke
in the early morning,

alone.

Beautiful Babylon Babies Unite !!!

This Blog existed after Bush II "the lesser" stole 2 elections, before Google ate Blogger,

This Blog existed after Bush II "the lesser" stole 2 elections, before Google ate Blogger,
Love Trumps hate.

Hits of the Month

Poetic HyperLinks Defeating the Impossibilities of Peace

Also sprach Zarathustra to the brothasistahs lost out in the woods…
Rolling stones and hurricanes prime us for the rapid eye movement of whose dream?
A stairway to the dark side of the moon reveals an orchestrated King
singing the blues while sexual pistols whip Jesus’ son.
Who’s influence weens us?
Me and my friends gratefully raged against the machine for three days
in the shadow of the valley of the dead
so big brother and company held us down while the wind cried
nothing to be gained here (except copied rights),
Then a questing tribe of beastly boys found a digable plant
where a buffalo soldier picked up a Gideon’s bible from the Godfather
in joe’s garage (or was it in one of 200 motels?)
Anyway, on a Holiday, the pinball wizard boy (Billie)
followed his heart and stopped pretending he was the king of the little plastic castles
while education, missed in the house of the naked apes, evolved and mutated
into and with ~ Nature Art Love Truth ~ and we do too…
And somewhere over the rainbow dancing fools send clowns and purple rain
into imagine nations where everything is now sacred
and there are no more public enemies or rusted Roots or minor threats
or bad brains or busted rhymes or widespread panic
and everyone can read the hieroglyphics on the wall
and we are all refugees of courtney’s love attaining nirvana….
But then again, you’re so vain, you probly think this poem’s about you-
we are everywhere and we cannot be beaten
it’s all over now baby blue, all we need is Love
Legalize It