Tuesday, October 21, 2014

"Ebola??!! Baby, I hope I don't catch Moby Dick!"

By Sekou OSEI
and William PLEASANT




This is a time for some serious reflection on the American character and its social development and outlook.

Here is why. I've witnessed in several "revolutionary" Black political meetings:

Young people argue and fight about the greatness of Rick Ross versus the greatness of  B. I. G. 
People tell me that Barack Obama is a Black Nationalist Radical Muslim and that Jamaica is the name of the region called the Caribbean, and everyone from the Caribbean is actually called a Jamaican.

 Meanwhile, I have been told that World Wars 1 and 2 were tricks played by a secret Jewish conspiracy "of" and "for" world domination. 

A number of people argued that Africa is a "nation" and they, Africans, live among and had to protect their food from angry monkeys, thus the basis for the spread of Ebola.(???) Oh, just like Moby Dick is a form of STD, I guess?

A number of Black people couldn't tell me the years of the American Civil War. Did you know that Nelson Mandela was the biological brother of Martin Luther King? Yes, lawd! 

Likewise, the American revolution was to create the greatest democracy that ever existed, and slavery was a minor contradiction in the evolution of this great republic, a brother has recently told me, with a straight face and professorship at a name brand university.

Prof. Molefi Assante might insist: 
"But I is the authentic Afrikan niggest!"
Really, he might. 

I have seen Black people with advanced degrees cry and throw a pissy-fit and actually vomit over who lost American Idol, while they haven't found a job in 8 months. 

I have heard that the TV program "Scandal" is an inspiring role model for young Black girls. This only came from Black women in their 40's 50's 60's, of course. 

A number of people have insisted that before Jessie Jackson became famous he started his career as a professional wrestler--from TV to politics.
Egypt is not in Africa, but a part of the Middle East, you know. And Turkey is the place where Oscar-Meyer cold cuts began. 

In short, Americans, even members of the erstwhile educated stratum, are fucking stupid!

What we have in the US is the vulgar marriage of technological over-development and social under-development  encapsulated in the cult of FASHION and vectored like malaria by the corporate-owned infotainment industry. 

American youths are inculcated with the notion that actual life means nothing, thus words and concepts mean nothing. Everything is just "style" and style alone is the apex of social presence. In this wasteland of empty gestures and postures, the young wait like sheep for the slaughter.

--30--

Monday, October 20, 2014

NEWS FLASH!!! Michelle Obama praises vegetables today.


Alas a goddess is discerned


For My Real Nubian Princess 
       by
Malik Sekou OSEI 
       
      To my ebony 
                          "love" of sea food
         all the food she sees she eats...
      whose struggle
                              with
                                      addiction
      to
          Chinese take-out
           and
                  TV has
                                  shown 
                                              me 
                     her inner strength
                     of
                         milking
                     A 
                       McDonald coupon
                                                        dry.
                       Her magic
                                        of
                                           of
                                             of
                                                of turning
                        2 for 1
                        inta...
                                    8 for 1
        I LOVE YOU...
                      for 
                           your ability to 
                           understand, 
                                               if you understand
                           under
                                  under
                                      under
                                           under
                           the 
                                 weight
                          of
                              life
                                    of
                                      of
                                        of
                                          of being
                                          469 pounds.
           I LOVE YOU. 
                         For you don't 
                        see my Nigger 
                        dysfunction 
                                        as 
                                        dysfunction,
          my smelling 24/7 
                                    of
                                       stale cigarettes and
                                                                       weed, while showing my drawers in the street as Nigger Style
        is only 
                 my 
                    nigger
                              creativity.
      I LOVE YOU
         Even tho you sex me for my food stamps
          but
               but
                    but
                          but I-I-I-I-I
        I LOVE YOU for
                                   for
                                      for
                                          for
                                            for
          FUCKING you
                                  I found
                                              GOD
                                 remember the 
                                                       time we was 
                                                      at Snooky house 
                                and she 
                                         left to do 
                               the laundry? 
                              and 
                                  we gave her 
                             7 dollars worth of quarters 
                                                         to keep her ass 
                                                         out de house 
                                                                             and 
                                                                                  we 
                                                                                     fuck 



                                                                                          and 
                                                                                                 fuck 
                                                                                                      and 
                                                                                                            you got on top and the sun died.
                        My house drug counselor called it a solar eclipse
                                                                                                           I call it
                                                                                                                      GOD...
                     I LOVE YOU 

Friday, October 17, 2014