I remember when I was in school, big butts, big noses - anything "big" that reflected Africa - was considered ugly to whites. They'd drive us crazy with their hateful comments, as they still attempt to do, today. They claimed to be so proud of their flat butts but, even as kids back then, we could see that whites were embarrassed enough - especially about their faces. The rich went away to get nose jobs (and otherwise destroy themselves) while "Say it loud - I'm black and I'm proud!" and "Black is beautiful" were just being rolled out amongst blacks. That idea, unlike their teenage beauty treatments, is what's survived that period.
The unwarranted hatred whites directed at the rest of us, is all coming full-circle now - with them as the "butt" of the joke. They really should've been kinder, and - as those inclined to become conservatives - raised to leave others alone, but no. White antagonism was the order of the day, and they were happy to follow through. They probably thought it would go on like that, forever. Not no, it was not to be. Say it with me - proudly:
I swear to God, he thinks he's wearing an ascot. Michael Haz sounds like he wants to be - silk robe, maybe a brandy snifter in hand? Sitting in a FUCKED-UP library. C'mon - he identifies with South Africawhites:
He thinks it's his balls, but this guy's head is HUGE.
As a frequent target of Lem's Comment Home (as opposed to just "a casual visitor") Haz's new claim to "the high level of writing" is about as convincing as Haz's old claim Lem's isn't a haven for contemporary "colorblind" Right-Wing racist attitudes. I mean, in his first sentence, he opened and closed with the word, "blog". That ain't Hemingway, Folks.
But that ability-he's-lacking has Mr. Haz mesmerized. So much so, he can "muse for a few moments" at a time over it - and even imagines we could, too - without ever catching a whiff there's anything obviously wrong. As a matter of fact, just the opposite - he's impressed!
I imagine he's been there before.
And - still speaking as a target of Lem's Comment Home - what a weird time to want the exposure of a book: In a recent post that grew to 429 comments, specifically calling me out, Michael Haz shamed himself so completely that (along with another racist, named "Sixty Grit") he deleted his every racist word in the thread while continuing to blame someone black for his ugly actions. He can't help himself, you see. We bring out the worst in him.
BTW - What he deleted were his open admissions that, yes, he was proud to be a Certified Racist™.
Unfortunately, since There Have Been No Advances In Lying Technology beyond people willing to tell the truth, I guess we'll never know who's lying because that nest of vipers, with their situational ethics, won't admit anything (yes, I should've taken a screen shot, but I'm not the one trying to be an asshole). Oh - there is a way - I quoted him in the thread:
We're well aware, future ruler of Oprah's Book Club. But, if you mean "all kinds of stuff" also includes hiding from the truth, then yeah, I know you've got a point.
Then your deletions make as much sense as your delusions. You're "liberated" - again, not me, you - to the strains of Ted Nugent.
Dream, Michael Haz, and then delete - providing (and confirming) a psychological profile of a racist, so clear, it exposes your ultimate truth to us all. The ultimate truth that you can't even start to admit to yourself - or the rest of the Lem's gang - but one that any fool could see:
This proposal is Lem's Comment Home's cry for help.
Christian Rap is only going to get you in trouble at an atheist's convention. (I mean, why anyone would want all this jargon taking up space in their heads is beyond us. Then again, why anyone would want all this jargon taking up space in their heads - so they can knowledgeably comment on it - is also a pickle we'd be better off tackling at another time.) Anywhere else, I guarantee you, this Q + A will get you pats on the back - no problem.
People listen to bad messages in music because they lack imagination. It's not their fault. They don't live in a stimulating environment (Even animals prefer being hit to no stimulation at all). Crate Diggers are driven by a desire for understanding the world of music's contours. Being exposed to everything destroys the hype. There's only two kinds of music - good and bad. The subject matter is up to you.
This isn't an unembarrassing Rap record, but Elvis Costello hooking up with The Roots' (and Late Night with Jimmy Fallon's) ?uest Love - who seems as determined as Elvis to hook up with everybody. Together they came up with this threadbare, oh I don't know, authentic fake I Am The Walrus rebellion, from Jamaica, for the masses. Or something. It's hard to tell because it just kinda lays there. I poked it with a stick and found it's not a bad song, if a bit under-produced. In the suburbs, on decks across the country, it has a shot at defining cool for a while. Everywhere else, it will be put out of it's misery quickly, except for the memory it happened. And that, too, will go soon enough. I can see why these two might share long phone calls, but not this.
Both this Rap and it's beat are throwbacks to the 70's tribal style of Gil Scott Heron and The Last Poets. Let's call it the sound of Rap's Community Organizer Contingent. The place where Obama feels deep, NewAgers start dancing (but not listening) and unarmed conservatives nervously start eyeing each other, remembering tales of cannibalism and old Tarzan movies. Not to fear. It's just a beat. Plus Democrats feed on themselves, which is why this guy's talking. You want to hear a message of self-reliance? Well here it is, twisted, on a Monday morning:
