Fellow Americans, it is with the utmost pride and sincerity that I present this recording, as a living testament and recollection of history in the making during our generation.
Let me tell you dudes what I do to protect this: I shoot at you actors like movie directors [laughing] This ain’t a movie dog
Kid Rock and Sean Penn would like to borrow a moment of your time and illustrate the grave importance of overlooking the narcissism of minor superficial demographic differences in light of the larger union we share as an American people… that while the differences we hold as private citizens are what made this country great, it is the collective freedom granted to the public which defines those who call the United States home… celebrities: because they’re just like U.S.
This deal is getting worse all the time… #thenudeal
He just sits and waits for them to kick in the door
He once was a hero they don’t love him no more
There’s a blast, every time a foot hits the floor
His gift for not fighting another man’s war
And if they can get their hands on the mask that he wore
On his face, they can put somebody else in his place and restore
The state, the illusion that it’s safe – the faith, that being a slave is so great
As gas fills the room and rockets destroy everything around him
He stands to find himself surround
By thousands of soldiers that his once trained to never miss their targets
This MLK Music Monday we snap back to 2008, when a deferred dream came to fruition: Barack Obama stood at the helm of the Mall, turning a historic page in our American tale, continuing the march from Washington as the leader of the known world. Meanwhile on the other side of the spectrum, in the shadows of “urban culture” typecasting and turmoil, three hip-hop newcomers came together and laid down that same vintage vision on vinyl. B.o.B, Asher Roth, and Charles Hamilton reminded us once again that though it may be a long time coming… a change is forever imminent – and today, it is clear and present.
“Change is eminent I evolve so it’s nothing; what’s the discussion?”
Prisoner to my cerebellum so I reach out to the listeners,
and my mission is I better tell’ em:
Our fear of a free mind is here, and your spirit can die
And anytime you need to cry, so you hide it deep inside
Reason why, how can you change what was written
Easy, don’t focus your brain on what they mentioned
I got so used to tryin’ to make due
I feel like I’m cheatin’ when I’m faced with a breakthrough
President Obama is on the road promoting the historic health care legislation he signed into effect earlier this week. So I’ve decided to compile a quick primer playlist to accompany his journey and ours to and through this momentous bill, to cut through the jargon, and to break down the “can dos if you choose” of health care reform.
Bad Romance: because now you can get your lover’s ugly and disease without worrying about high premiums
Just a Girl: because it is no longer a pre-existing condition
History is said to be written by the victors (read: 1. America always wins – even when we lose – because we said so, and 2. we don’t have time to read up on “world history” because we are the world, and we don’t care about his story because our story is the only one that matters). That said, Texas has decided to chop-and-screw said history because, well, they felt like it. The Texas State Board of Education (other than the state sanctioned “disciplinary tool” – a large piece of plywood with an “edjewkashun” inscription) voted 10-5 to
“inject conservative ideals into social studies, history and economics lessons that will be taught to millions of students for the next decade,” requiring teachers “to cover the Judeo-Christian influences of the nation’s Founding Fathers, but not highlight the philosophical rationale for the separation of church and state. Curriculum standards also will describe the U.S. government as a ‘constitutional republic,’ rather than ‘democratic.'”
So here’s ten things I didn’t know about US History until Texas told me so (read: 10 things that will replace Pluto’s existence in your kids’ curriculum/ 10 more things other than Twitter, Justin Bieber, and Texts from Last Night that you won’t be able to talk about with your kids at the dinner table).
So in January 2009 America witnessed a rebirth of cool and got kind of blue: Barack Obama became the leader of the free world. The iconography of a new America – you know, the intellectual, worldly, progressive, free, melting pot, pulled up by the bootstraps kind – and the collective good ole boy male population had one thing to say: “I don’t know what ‘audacity’ means, but I hope this is it because that would be two things I don’t get… Jim Bob go find that book of words and things from Mary and Webster.” Fast forward to January 2010: Super (read: brand) Bowl Sunday – the TEA Party in all of their inglourious teabagger basterdry must’ve stepped up their media buying cookies – the night when the red state of mind ranted commercially until they were blue in the face… thus is the product of said oxygen deficiency to the brain – assuming that’s what inhabits the space in between their ears
It being the last month of the decade everyone’s dropping their recaps of the 2000s thus far – Y2K bug, artists of the decade, monumental moments, etc. – but when I think of the decade in Pop I think back to the subtle moments – easily missed – that set the tone for everything that followed.
In case you missed it: Aaliyah’s “Try Again” was the decade’s first Female Video of the Year – a most apropos harbinger to the next 10 years of female pop and, oddly enough, politics as well.
“If at first you don’t succeed…”
“If you’re lookin’ for trouble, you came to the right place,” trouble: check; YouTube resolution as blurry as Brit’s that night: check.
So, if you haven’t heard by now 1.) how’s life under that rock treating you? 2.) Barack Obama is going to take time out of his uberbusy schedule of actually doing things presidents do – y’know being an active president, it means actively presiding over the country – namely making your kids aware of the importance of a quality education, and engaging them to pursue said education (which relates – but is not directly correlated – to Viacom’s “Get Schooled” campaign, though Obama will be appearing with King James for the special). I know what you’re thinking, “How dare the elected leader of my country talk to my kids about their education?! I’ve spent years not caring about their scholastic endeavors: opting for book burnings instead of book fairs, enjoying a PBR – or twelve – in front of my JVC instead of attending PTA meetings, letting Lupita the maid immerse John and Jane in authentic conversational Spanish during my Botox follow-ups instead of going over their foreign language homework, playing them the timeless prose of George W. Bush – via Bushisms on tape — before bedtime instead of reading liberal-tree-hugging propaganda like Goodnight Moon, etc. all for our ‘President’ to wipe those years away with one fell swoop? In the name of ‘their best interests?'” Shameful. I’ll tell you one thing: I don’t have kids but if I did – I’d probably have a lot more empathy for Bristol Palin, but more importantly – I would be right there with the thousands of parents protesting. Here’s ten reasons why:
10.) Your child just got over Swine Flu, the last thing you need is for Jimmy to catch “Schooled” – whatever that is.
It’s Friday … let’s go lighthearted
In Obama’s America, we Socialists love all things red, and tea is no different; tasty: check, foreign: check, red: check, exchange student: double check (bottled exchange student: borderline GitMo — probationary nish nish, negative life points) — Liquid Awesomeness! Now, if only we could bottle up a healthcare reform plan then we’d be in business — wait we don’t need to reform anything; Robitussin is already health insurance in a bottle
Watch this space: This red tea’s got the green light, my two very enthused thumbs up — and of course, top Marx
MTV is at it again like Timbaland & Magoo with “The Real World: Cancun”
To me, this is the perfect locale for The Real World right now. Cancun brings the fun, sun, drama, flash, pizzaz, fantasy island-esque feel that “The MTV Generation” is notorious for gobbling up with an insatiable greed.
I still remember being a young ladette entranced by the tropical glow of MTV’s Springer Break — y’know to get back to the true meaning of Easter, being on holiday break and all … bearing witness to the fact that even today after death (blackouts, reputation-killing escapades broadcast nationwide, etc.) anyone could arise three days later — albeit to their respective homes or college campuses where a probation citation would await any Spring Breaking student …