I didn’t hype this move up quite as much as I did last summer’s move to Washington, D.C., well, the greatness of Montgomery Country (MoCo), Maryland, but for the balance of the summer I’m headed to Jacksonville, Florida.
Yes, DUVAL County.
Home to this:
Lil’ Duval.
Right.
Aside from who else, Reggie Bush and Laveranues Cole who’s name I still mess up, I really don’t know of any famous person from there.
So if y’all think I’m the most travelingest person ever without a job that requires me to get on the road, you’re probably right because I’ve left Atlanta, come to Chicago for a week and half, driving back down to Atlanta spend the night because I will NAWT drive 16 hours straight to J’ville. I’m supposed to get there, hopefully, sometime in the early afternoon on Monday. I checked the forecast and when I saw a dewpoint reading of 70-degrees at 11 o’clock at night with the temp still in the 80s I was like “ohhhhhh, like New Orleans.”
Hopefully upon the reading of this I’ve put some miles behind me in the Cruise Ship headed back down south. But I’m notorious for NOT leaving at the time I wanted especially when major luggage is being packed, such as this case. Christmas break, when I bring home only three bags and not my whole LIFE, seems to be the only time I can get away with leaving at the appointed time.
I’ve never spent a full summer in the South. The closest I came was Nashville and they actually claim the “Mid-South.” And we still had one or two 100 degree weather days there. It gonna be hot and humid, nothing I haven’t dealt with before, but damn, it’s Jacksonville.
All I heard was that the beach was 25 minute away from downtown and that’s about all I needed to know. I was told my office hours are 9:30-5pm barring any meetings. It’s only going to be one week where I’m absolutely required to stay late for purposes of the job and um, Saturdays seem to be free. And Sunday late afternoons and evenings are gonna be free.
So this is what I need from you all:
1) What beaches are the decent ones? 2) Where’s the good soul food restaurant in case I don’t feel like cooking–scratch that, y’all are on the water–where’s a good seafood restaurant cuz I loves shrimp! 3) Where’s a good place to go for drinks or a date place? 4) What neighborhoods need I not go to? (isn’t that all of Jacksonville? LOL, J/K)
If you’re from J’ville hit me up with an email or a comment and lemme know what’s good.
Keep it uppity and keep it truthfully radical, JLL
Today is a mixture of partying and packing on my behalf. Today is my dad’s retirement party after 39 FULL years and then some of producing labor on behalf of this country after his last day of work yesterday where they threw him a party. I joked the people just wanted to throw a party so they could have food for themselves.
And also, I’ma be packing this evening for yet another move–Jacksonville, Florida.
I just hope I have internet WiFi access where I’m staying so I can keep the readers updated.
That’s all for now, I’ll be back with you all tomorrow–if the creek don’t rise.
Keep it uppity and keep it truthfully radical, JLL
I’ve been being rude for this year and a half I’ve had this blog. I’ve only met you meet the uppity Negro and have neglected to fully introduce you all to the other two.
I disagreed with some of Sigmund Freud’s writings when I read his main book back in high school for this class at University of Chicago, something about his idea of the conscious (super-ego), subconscious (ego) and the Id resonated with me. I guess I fully realized this because of Freud’s analysis of dreams.
I every once in a blue moon have some weird dreams.
Usually, what I don’t like about these dreams is that I’m vastly out of control. There’s always something random that happens in these dreams that I don’t control. Even a fight will break out and I’ll be the one running away from the fight. Everytime I’m driving a car the brakes on the car do something weird and I can’t ever stop. I’ve been hit by trains before. Just last night I was in some railyard near a gas station (WTF) on the highway trying to get somewhere but there was like eight inches of VERY thick mud everywhere that people were walking through as if this were normal. Then I was in said railyard and some people were having a picnic that I knew and all of a sudden there seemed to be a train backing into the rail yard too fast and that the boxcars were going to tip over. Instead of tipping over into the picnic they were diverted and went on a track that encircled the rail yard and had me cut off from the rest of the people.
WTF?
I think this is where Angry Negro resides.
Uppity Negro is the one who believes in confronting issues, particularly those in the flashpoints of race, religion and politics in the field of pop culture, and doesn’t have a problem saying so. You all have met him on numerous occasions. In fact, it is the Uppity Negro who has written every single one of these blog posts that you have read. This would probably be what Freud would call the conscious mind. Uppity Negrois the one who feels confident, more or less, and wields the most power of the three.
Then on the other hand is Angry Negro.
Angry Negro knows he’s repressed and powerless to fight. I seriously think my dreams are a result of some inner conflicts and issues that I have buried and feel powerless to confront. I mean why else in my own dream would I not just snap my fingers and change the situation in my favor–as they always say in the sit-coms, “This is my dream, do as I say!” The Angry Negro, aka Frustrated Negro gets angry because of his frustrations with life and it’s vicissitudes. It’s hard going day in and day out and deep down you feel punked.
Real talk, I think black men live a punked existence; our lives are put on display like some bad Ashton Kutcher rerun of “Punk’d” where the egg is constantly on our face and America laughs at the expense of our embarrassment. Instead of Ashton and his gang jumping out of the bushes laughing “You’ve been punked” instead we appear on the nightly news as the perpetrators of crimes or better yet our misfortune becomes fodder for the likes of Bill O’Reilly, Sean Hannity, Glenn Beck and the ilk of Karl Rove, Newt Gingrich and the like.
I think the Uppity Negro has suppressed the Angry Negro in favor of an operable existence that isn’t fraught with perhaps the stresses of being known as the angry one all the time. Seriously, being marked as “angry” has never been positive by society. Angry, dare say “mad” people are considered on the brink by most people and on the edge. The Angry Negro would run the risk of making us one of the black men you see on the nightly news carted away in handcuffs.
And then there’s Militant Negro.
Honestly, the blog has never met the Militant Negro, and I’m not sure if the blog readers want to meet Militant Negro. Hell, I’m not sure if I want to meet Militant Negro on the wrong day. To use Freud’s theory, the Id is actually the largest part of the psyche, and the most uncontrolled, kept in check by both the subconscious and the conscious mind.
But then again, I wish I could meet the Militant Negro. Why? Because the Militant Negro seems to know how to get business done. I mean, it’s getting a bit old to me having to just sit around and look at all what’s wrong in the world and even what’s wrong with me and feel a bit powerless to change anything. Or maybe its just the Quarter-Life Crisis that I’m embarking on that’s causing all of this angst. I mean, watching FoxNews clips of Bill O’Reilly and Marc Lamont Hill (I still have not figured out why Hill goes on Fox, but hell, he’s get a check I can’t hate) and now even that fool of an American Tom Tancredo going on Rick Sanchez’s CNN show, right the Cuban American news host, saying that Judge Sonia Sotomayor’s association with La Raza, which is nothing more than the KKK without nooses and hoods.
I could feel my heartbeat increase, my eyes begin to roll, and I could hear the blood in my ears. Either I was about to have one my patented anxiety attacks that Uppity Negro gets on occasion, or at best, Angry Negro was rearing its ugly head.
Nonetheless, I guess none of us want to meet our “third half.” Pop psychology would usually divide us into two: good side vs. the bad or dark side, but maybe, using Freudian lenses, there are three of us.
Or maybe I just need to get some and call it a day.
Keep it uppity and keep it truthfully radical, JLL
I still haven’t figured out the proper definition of “reverse racism.”
Wouldn’t “reverse racism” still be considered racism?
Moreover, as Keith Olbermann has done so over the past few nights with acute hilarity that the same Right-wing talking heads of Karl Rove and Newt Gingrich were claiming that current Justice Samuel Alito was the victim of racism from the Democrats and self-professed liberals. What we’re seeing now in the face of Judge Sonia Sotomayor is this identity politics, that we all practice, but still is something we should strive to move past.
Circling the liberal blogosphere and media outlets is this following statement from the confirmation hearings of Justice Alito when prompted by U.S. Sen. Sam Coburn, Republican from Okalahoma. It’s a bit long, but in favor getting the whole picture, here it is:
I don’t come from an affluent background or a privileged background. My parents were both quite poor when they were growing up.
And I know about their experiences and I didn’t experience those things. I don’t take credit for anything that they did or anything that they overcame.
But I think that children learn a lot from their parents and they learn from what the parents say. But I think they learn a lot more from what the parents do and from what they take from the stories of their parents lives.
And that’s why I went into that in my opening statement.Because when a case comes before me involving, let’s say, someone who is an immigrant — and we get an awful lot of immigration cases and naturalization cases — I can’t help but think of my own ancestors, because it wasn’t that long ago when they were in that position.
And so it’s my job to apply the law. It’s not my job to change the law or to bend the law to achieve any result.
But when I look at those cases, I have to say to myself, and I do say to myself, “You know, this could be your grandfather, this could be your grandmother. They were not citizens at one time, and they were people who came to this country.”
When I have cases involving children, I can’t help but think of my own children and think about my children being treated in the way that children may be treated in the case that’s before me.
And that goes down the line. When I get a case about discrimination, I have to think about people in my own family who suffered discrimination because of their ethnic background or because of religion or because of gender. And I do take that into account. When I have a case involving someone who’s been subjected to discrimination because of disability, I have to think of people who I’ve known and admire very greatly who’ve had disabilities, and I’ve watched them struggle to overcome the barriers that society puts up often just because it doesn’t think of what it’s doing — the barriers that it puts up to them.
So those are some of the experiences that have shaped me as a person. [Emphasis added by the reprint from Salon.com]
Well, that’s akin to the comment that Gingrich and Karl Rove and the likes of Tom Tancredo have pounced on alleging her a racist–of all labels.
No one person, judge or nominee will speak in a female or people of color voice. I need not remind you that Justice Clarence Thomas represents a part but not the whole of African-American thought on many subjects. Yet, because I accept the proposition that, as Judge Resnik describes it, “to judge is an exercise of power” and because as, another former law school classmate, Professor Martha Minnow of Harvard Law School, states “there is no objective stance but only a series of perspectives – no neutrality, no escape from choice in judging,” I further accept that our experiences as women and people of color affect our decisions. The aspiration to impartiality is just that–it’s an aspiration because it denies the fact that we are by our experiences making different choices than others. Not all women or people of color, in all or some circumstances or indeed in any particular case or circumstance but enough people of color in enough cases, will make a difference in the process of judging….
…In our private conversations, Judge Cedarbaum has pointed out to me that seminal decisions in race and sex discrimination cases have come from Supreme Courts composed exclusively of white males. I agree that this is significant but I also choose to emphasize that the people who argued those cases before the Supreme Court which changed the legal landscape ultimately were largely people of color and women. I recall that Justice Thurgood Marshall, Judge Connie Baker Motley, the first black woman appointed to the federal bench, and others of the NAACP argued Brown v. Board of Education. Similarly, Justice Ginsburg, with other women attorneys, was instrumental in advocating and convincing the Court that equality of work required equality in terms and conditions of employment.
Whether born from experience or inherent physiological or cultural differences, a possibility I abhor less or discount less than my colleague Judge Cedarbaum, our gender and national origins may and will make a difference in our judging. Justice O’Connor has often been cited as saying that a wise old man and wise old woman will reach the same conclusion in deciding cases. I am not so sure Justice O’Connor is the author of that line since Professor Resnik attributes that line to Supreme Court Justice Coyle. I am also not so sure that I agree with the statement. First, as Professor Martha Minnow has noted, there can never be a universal definition of wise. Second, I would hope that a wise Latina woman with the richness of her experiences would more often than not reach a better conclusion than a white male who hasn’t lived that life.
Okay, that’s hella long, but if you’re interested in being fully informed you’ll read it. The full text can be found here at this link from the New York Times. I would have dropped the YouTube, but I couldn’t find it.
Fact of the matter is that the GOP is launching a bunch of crock right now. And even some Right-wingers know it. I found this from a Right wing blog that said:
urther, I don’t think fighting Sonia Sotomayor’s nomination will do the right any good at this point. First of all, it’s a fight we CANNOT win. Not by a long shot. By summer, Republicans probably won’t even have the votes to filibuster her nomination. Allwe can do is throw out some nasty quotes, and that will just make the right look like sore losers.
Second, if we strongly oppose the first Latina into the Supreme Court, we will lose more Latino/Latina voters. We’ve already lost 2/3rds or that vote to the Democrats. We lose anymore and we’ve doomed ourselves nationally. Latino voters will in the future be so numerous that the Republicans absolutely CANNOT lose the vote at a high percentage. Many Latino voters seemed inclined to vote Republican in past elections, and the majority are conservative on many social issues. Let’s not alienate them in this unwinnable battle.
At a time, when the right is not in a particularly good position, we have to pick our battles. I don’t think this is a good one.
I think this begs, yet again, this country to have this serious conversation about diversity. I doubt we’re ready to have a serious immigration talk. I mean, if this country still can’t acknowledge the forced immigration of Africans to the Americas and yes even to this country, I highly doubt that we’re ready to talk about the immigration of others from Latin America north to the United States. Honestly, I’m really not one to charge some of these political heads with being racist, but damn, just watching them recoil and get ready to pounce on this issue smacks of such wanton white privilege and ghastly unawares of racial issues in this country, I truly wonder if they really do ascribe to the idea that “white is right” and ultimately better than the rest–therefore making them racists in my book.
I personally don’t know how to feel about this one. I mean should it make a difference that she accused two black men or should this just have been a story about a crazy random lady?
I’m sure dozens of white women go missing weekly throughout this country and we hear nothing about them. Or even dozens of women of color go missing and maybe not even a report gets filed on their behalf. So what was so special about her? Maybe it’s because the “two black men” were involved in the telling of this story. Maybe it’s the simple fact that race is at the forefront of our everyday existence but no one wants to really discuss it. Seriously, throughout the story reported on the ABC link I dropped, there is no mention as to why she accused two black men and the ramifications it may have had. The same was true for Nightline’s 5/28/09 report on this story.
Its definitely time to be vigilant in this country and to just use the inner critical thinking skills that I’m sure most of us have. I don’t think we have the luxury of being force-fed information from the church house to the courthouse and from the news room to our living rooms. I think we have to “wake up” and see things differently than what we once did in order to effectively change. We’ve gotten stuck in a rut where we think, as a country, that if we do the same things, but do it harder: like, if we shout louder than we shouted before, but we’re still shouting the same rhetoric; or if we pray a bit harder the same tired prayers then maybe something will change.
And since we’re still in the same position as before, let’s try something different.
Do you think the Right/GOP/Conservative talking heads have outdone themselves with this one here? Is this the right battle for them to pick? Do you think I was way off base as to why we know the name Bonnie Sweeten in the face of many others?
Keep it uppity and keep it truthfully radical, JLL
Now it sounded good when the name Leah Ward Sears was being thrown around for a possible nomination as Supreme Court Justice to replace retiring Justice David Souter, but I must say that I am definitely proud to see Sonia Sotomayor receive the nomination from the current President toward the Supreme Court of the United States. Perhaps Sears’ main downfall was her friendship/relationship with good ol’ Justice Clarence Thomas.
If nothing else, I believe that this is the right time for her. Granted I think the present is the best time for anything, but this most certainly is the best time politically for her to have her nomination. With a near super-majority in the U.S. Senate confirmations should be nothing short of a breeze. It’s actually lovely to see the Right in such a political tizzy over her because it’s not much that they can do about her. Because when this Grand Ol’ Party of older white men would get to complaining they’d come off as anti-woman and anti-Latina which is not a good look for their party–ever.
But, I hope that this doesn’t act as a “handout” to Hispanics and Latinos in this country. Much like the presidency of Barack Obama shouldn’t act as merely a notch to fill a quota for non-whites in political positions. When Latinos only make up 6% of Congressional seats with 15% of the population or even with African Americans at 12% of the population and only having 8% of Congressional representation with both populaces having only one representative in the U.S. Senate. The fact that one reporter asked some Latino students at Sotomayor’s former high school in the South Bronx as to “do you want more” with regards to seeing more Latino’s wield political power may have just been a regular journalistic question, but no doubt rings true for how I’m sure many white Americans may feel about the changing face of this country.
I wonder now what the uber-Conservative, underground trash talk will sound like now. At first it was that the “damn niggers we’re takin’ over” and “thinkin’ that they own shit” in this country. I’m sure no doubt we’ll hear the whole immigration debate flare up again because Sotomayor is the daughter of Puerto Rican immigrants and even though Puerto Rico has nothing to do with Mexico and the border, I’m sure someone over in FoxNews-land will make some correlation and I can only imagine what Rush Limbaugh is about to crank out now.
Apparently, the Right is using this term “judicial activist” which amounts to nothing more than code word for “liberal judge who doesn’t rule in our favor” to describe Sotomayor. Specifically citing this very recent case which got some play by mainstream media, but it was much like the swine-flu media coverage, a few days and now no one remembers it. In New Haven, Connecticut, home to Yale University, white firemen filed a lawsuit when their firefighters test had been thrown out by the city because no blacks had passed the test and in previous years had been able to do so. They sued and appealed and Sotomayor was on the appeals bench and upheld the ruling under the 1964 Civil Rights Act, siding with the city. It’s currently in front of the Supreme Court of the U.S. awaiting a decision.
That’s such a specious argument, I wonder if it’s even worth the time of debunking. Seriously, who doesn’t bring their own bias’ of race and gender to any deliberation session be it as a judge or not? I mean are they seriously trying to say that Sotomayor is more biased than Samuel Alito or that bastion of conservatism John Roberts.
Though Obama said he was looking for a nominee who demonstrates empathy and a “common touch,” some critics have cautioned against such criteria in a high court justice and issued reminders that the law must come first.
Rep. Lamar Smith, R-Texas, in a written statement, said Tuesday he’s concerned Sotomayor has shown “personal bias based on ethnicity and gender.”
“Judge Sotomayor will need to reassure the country that she will set aside her biases, uphold the rule of law and interpret the Constitution as written, not as she believes it should have been written,” said Smith, who will have no vote in the matter, as the confirmation is a Senate matter.
Perhaps Sotomayor’s most controversial decision was in Ricci v. DeStefano, in which she was part of a panel ruling against a group of white firefighters in New Haven, Conn. — they objected after the city threw out the results of a promotion test because too many white firefighters, and not enough minority firefighters, scored high.
She and two other judges summarily dismissed the case without tackling the complex issues outlined in stacks of briefs and debated in extended oral arguments. Instead, the court issued an unsigned, one-paragraph opinion. Sotomayor’s colleague, Judge Jose Cabranes, was so concerned that he wrote a lengthy dissent highlighting what many saw as an attempt to bury the case.
“This perfunctory disposition rests uneasily with the weighty issues presented by this appeal,” he wrote.
This type of biased reporting does nothing but twist and manipulate the mindless psyches of those who actually listen to the garbage that FoxNews reports on and calls is news. Sotomayor isn’t some flaming liberal of the Al Franken sort, hell she got a former appointment to the U.S. District Court of the Southern District of New York by George H.W. Bush, but if anything she’s appearing to be middle-of-the-road and merely is calling a spade a spade as she sees it. This same article goes on to say:
In 1993, Sotomayor threw out evidence obtained by police in a drug case, because a detective lied to obtain the search warrant — prosecutors agreed to a plea bargain. However, during sentencing Sotomayor made controversial statements by criticizing the five-year mandatory sentence, calling it an “abomination” that the defendant did not deserve.
Sen. Jeff Sessions, R-Ala., later grilled her on this, suggesting it showed disrespect for the law, during her confirmation hearing a decade ago for the 2nd Circuit Court of Appeals.
Sessions was one of 11 sitting Republican senators who voted against her at the time. Now the ranking Republican on the Senate Judiciary Committee, Sessions on Tuesday said Sotomayor would get a “fair and respectful hearing.”
But he said some conservatives who voted against her a decade ago felt she had a “history of activism.”
“I think she needs to address that,” Sessions told FOX News. “I think she’s entitled to a full and fair new evaluation.”
Sessions also released a written statement saying the Senate must determine whether Sotomayor understands that the “proper role of a judge is to act as a neutral umpire of the law, calling balls and strikes fairly without regard to one’s own personal preferences or political views.”
He’s from Alabama what do you expect.
Although she has made some rather liberal comments in the past:
I mean even she knew after she said it that it was one of those “DAMN! Did I just say that out loud?”
Well, I’m a biased uppity Negro and personally I’m happy to see a Latina woman get the nomination. I’m pretty sure that she’ll get through the Senate with no problems barring nothing magnanimous arises in her past that even Dems can’t turn a blind eye toward and just vote in her favor. It’s been more than time to have a Latina on the Supreme Court.
Do you think Sotomayor is right for the job? Does it make a difference about her being a woman or being Latina, or even being a Roman Catholic? What do you think the Right is going to do to criticize her nomination?
Keep it uppity and keep it truthfully radical, JLL
I think I’m squarely identifying myself as a Christian Universalist. I am convinced that the basic tenets of Christianity provide a framework with which all can be reconciled back to the Deity in some form or fashion. I’m sure most would disagree with this thought process, but I fully believe that all go to “heaven” and this idea of hell is some great machination still used to bring in tithes and offerings on Sunday mornings and to keep the masses placated.
I think the only thing that’s keeping me from being a humanist or an outright Unitarian Universalist is the fact that I just haven’t read up enough on it. And yes, I still have my own embedded theologies that I wrestle with daily.
I think all of this is a great segue into this final in the miniseries on “This Is Why Folks Don’t Take Church Seriously.” My friend The Critical Cleric mused to me once in the dorms that it needs to be time out for “recreational preaching” as he saw it from many of our colleagues. Fact of the matter is that at our age, late teens and early twenties, many young men (why because this is still a male dominated industry) are all about “getting a preachin’ gig Doc” and its really just…well…recreation.
Even not them, but when I see stuff like this on YouTube, I’m ready to cry because these folks just don’t get it–the preacher included.
I just think it’s totally laughable that Pastor Leroy Thompson has made it such that a Christians biggest problem is that we’re broke, LOL. But, my aught isn’t just with these prosperity preachers, but with our solid run of the mill preachers that we love and keep near and dear to our hearts. I mean, it isn’t hard to cast dispersion on someone who trudges through money like a maniac and watching congregants run up to the altar tossing money at their feet. But take the great Pastor Marvin Winans and the close of his sermon.
Granted I think Winans truly believes this, this post has nothing to do with him specifically, I don’t want this blog to be one that calls preachers out for whatever reason. I’d encourage you if you have time to listen to the whole sermon on YouTube to get the full context, but I’m more interested in the content of what he’s preaching because fact of the matter is that this sermon is considered “good solid preaching.” It’s just too safe for me.
I mean, when Winans starts condemning college education, and that he’s not interested in an ecumenical gospel and Christian yoga?!?!!? I mean, the plethora of problems wrong with that would require a post unto itself.
Honestly, in my opinion, if you’re sermons aren’t drawing the attention of someone in some way, I daresay your sermons are safe. The fact that everyone was on board with the content of this sermons lets me know that nothing about this sermon challenged the belief of the listeners. To be fair, without getting to muddled in homiletic theory, some sermons are supposed to shore up the faith and belief of the listeners and I’m sure this one falls in this category. But again, people out in the streets are dying.
And on a side note, I just like hearing Marvin Winans in his close. The joker can saaaaaaang, lol.
So, as much as my readers probably don’t vibe with him, I could listen to Jesse Jackson all day as far as sermon material at Operation P.U.S.H. on Saturday mornings. Granted his sermons are rooted in the civil rights era, his content focuses on health care for all and civil rights equality. This goes on every Saturday morning, but too many of us-folk ask where is Jesse Jackson when something happens–he’s been in the same spot the whole time, but mainstream media doesn’t cover it. I think the reason why is because actual people are dying and we don’t care.
Yes, dying.
We live in a society where my own father after working for forty years is going to have to pay for healthcare for him and my mother because of retirement, and we get up on Sunday morning and hear sermons about how “Jesus is going to work it out.” Well, personally, I think it’s all a game. Too often what gets preached in churches on Sunday morning amounts to nothing more than “pure existential psychological comfort.”
Where I don’t fully believe that we were born tabula rasa, much of what we believe as far as Christian beliefs and systems and mores and standards are as a result of what was indoctrinated with in us. When it came to all things ecclesiastically related, most of us were taught to not question. Even the basic questions such as “Who did Adam an Eve’s children have sex with to have children?” Well, since we don’t teach incest, we simply say “Don’t question the Bible” or even “Don’t question Miss _______” who’s the Sunday School teacher and risk getting a whoopin’ from mama cuz the teacher told on us. Whereas a simple “I don’t know” would have sufficed or even better, maybe we could have used our brains and postulated that the writer simply wasn’t interested in telling the story of other people, just Adam and Eve. Why? Because that would leave the possibility that life existed outside of the Bible.
Personally, and apparently I’m alone on this one, I’m all for getting rid of the Bible.
Yeah, I said it.
But I just think it gets in the way of God. Our human lives are enough of a sacred text from which to teach and preach about our relationship with the Deity and this Jesus fellow. Does this mean that I’m not going to preach from the Bible? No, because I want my check after the service is done (yes, I need to eat myself) but, I’d be much more happy to preach from a few Dr. Seuss books I’ve read such as Horton Hears a Who and I Had Trouble in Getting to Solla Sollew.
And yes, I’m very serious.
Some preachers don’t believe politics belong in the pulpit and neither do many churches. I still haven’t figured out why–folks are dying on our streets. If it was only 2007 that National Baptist Convention USA mentioned HIV/AIDS for the first time, because too often we want to shift the focus on Jesus and absolve ourselves of any responsibility, then as far as I’m concerned we have too many recreational preacher in the pulpit who are playing with folks minds.
In church, we’re not taught to think.
Just think about it. The entire structure of church, albeit participatory, doesn’t engage critical thinking. We teach critical thinking everywhere else in society; in the realm of politics and most certainly in the academy but not inside the church structure. As far as Sunday morning is concerned it’s all about receiving something–the congregation is expected to be receptive listeners. The only thing they’re truly asked to give is money in the offering plates. Some may argue that they ask of one’s time and talents, but I think this is negligible compared to what we’re asked to be receptive to otherwise.
The Wednesday night Bible study structure I’m sure was initially designed to be that question and answer period where people could get down to the real nitty gritty of the various scriptures, but now too often our churches have turned them into mid-week services which further alienates the mind from the person.
This makes the preachers job all the more tantamount. The best I’d heard from one of my homiletics professors was that preachers “inform the consciousness” of their congregations. We will take the word of the preacher over everyone else. We’ll take it without it being force fed to us, and run around as though we have the special key to life. Seriously, I’ve yet to meet a parishioner who doesn’t defend their pastor to the very end.
Here’s my most used quote from What’s Wrong With Obamamania? by Ricky Jones
Unfortunately black ministers (be they emancipators or collaborators in oppression) are often protected from secular intellectual confrontation by the almost certain ire of their flocks, which is heaped upon any critic who questions their leaders decisions and /or motivations.” [Emphasis added]
Sadly, too often preachers are informing the consciousness of their parishioners, with–may I be direct–plain ol’ bullshit. Seriously, people are dying in the streets daily, and we stand by and do nothing. I mean, I don’t know how much more serious does the situation have to get before we understand that people are dying and we stand by.
I closed one blog this way, and my fellow seminarian friend understood the metaphor, but his Pentecostal roots kicked in and didn’t quite deal with the criticism, but I think it’s equally appropriate:
I believe that we’re no more like the people in the story surrounding the crucifixion of Jesus. We stand by and support legalized killings daily and we do nothing. The people that stood by and watched an innocent man be lynched and tortured on a Roman cross were no less the same people who had watched the dozens of others who had run afoul of the empire of Rome and found themselves on the receiving end of torture from sadistic Roman centurions. And they stood by.
Shame on me for not helping.
Shame on us for not getting up and walking out of churches that do nothing but enrich the coffers of the pastors for no other reason than him being the pastor. Shame on us for not using the critical thinking skills that were created within us, and leaving our minds at the door for the sake of a community that fails to call its own practices into question. Shame on us for not opening our doors to everyone at the church, for condemning gays and lesbians, for not letting women into the pulpit. Shame on us for practicing blatant patriarchy in the name of one who we say believes that we are “all one in Jesus Christ.”
Shame on us for standing by day in and day out and doing nothing.
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Where did I get all of this from? This uppityness, daresay it revolutionary maybe even militant spirit from? Most certainly and primarily I grew up in a household where it wasn’t suppressed, but honestly, for me I watched “The Road To Freedom: The Vernon Johns Story” and I’ve quoted the man a few times here in this blog. But, most certainly the piece I’m talking about is from minute 1:38 and forward.
Johns’ questions he raises to his congregations echoes the sentiments of DuBois’ that as the Talented Tenth we have a responsibility to sacrifice for the common good. Seriously, how many of us are willing to literally die for what we believe? How many of us will see a good fight and get in it? Or will we just stand by.
Seriously, I hope that those who read this really take it to heart. I pray sincerely that those of you who go to church go back thinking a bit differently than you did last Sunday. I hope you check the platitudes at the door and seriously and earnestly question them; question the song lyrics that you’ve sung ever since you were a kid; seriously digest what the preacher says in the pulpit and is it truly applicable to your life or have you really just not understood any of this ish since you can remember.
We have a responsibility to each other as humans–why, because literally, folks are dying.
I look forward to your comments of course. Don’t forget to say something good!
Keep it uppity and keep it truthfully radical, JLL
Well, this really isn’t a solely religious blog, but as most of my close followers know, religion is very much a part of a my life. I mean, I would love to have a blog about this Tavis Smiley town hall I heard that aired on TvOne over the weekend, but I guess you’ll have to go to the other Tavis Smiley-hate blogs to get your fill, but for now, because of a previous post, I found a way to get a series out of this.
The first post, which is the one just before this one, I just was showing how some wanton foolishness leaves a bad mark on the church. There’s a clip, probably at a concert, and not a church service, with Gospel recording artist Hezekiah Walker and they’re having a shouting/dancing contest. Well, I’m from the church, I get it. That clip makes sense to me. But, for those who don’t attend church like that, let alone for those who don’t have any semblance of a church background, that looks like pure-D, Grade A Fool Fest. I mean, my friend always makes the comments that “white folk must think we look a fool in Pentecostal churches.” Just take out “white” and insert any group and you kind of get the picture.
So, just for clarification purposes, let me just drop my knowledge of what “the shout/praise break” really are.
Actually, my same friend says that the modern day praise break is evidence of African retentions. The best that we can point to from this contemporary vantage point is the “ring shout.” The ring shout originating from the shores of West Africa was an ecstatic moment in a worship service either outdoors in the brush arbors of the “invisible institution” or even inside near the altar of the church. The men and women would start singing or a chant and shuffle their feet in a circle until it got higher and higher into a frenzied pace–almost until exhaustion took place.
Well, this translated easily into the Spiritualist and the black Pentecostal churches because of them being tuned into the emotionalism and spiritualism of the moment. So by the time Charles H. Mason founded the Church of God in Christ at the turn of the 20th century, his background, whether COGICs will admit or not, albeit Baptist, he was heavily rumored to have believed in the gris-gris bags and the chicken feet and “putting a root” on someone. Something many Spiritualist churches still heavily believe in until this day.
What we see in the modern day church when it comes to a praise break is a result of the influence of Gospel music as a genre through the ages. Before when there was just a piano, and then drums were added and by the fifties there would be a whole band including guitars and bass guitars and also the ever influential Hammond organ.
One would be remiss to not understand Gospel music without the Hammond organ. Generally, at most churches, their primary goal is to be in possession of one of these badboys. The stopped making the original B3 and C3 models in the 1970s, but many people have rebuilt them, along with the Leslie speakers and now the company has made the “new B3″ and “new C3″ models, but most purists say, if I’m gonna go through all of that, just give me the original one.
The sound that is associated with the shout is all based on the music–namely the organ. And much like the ring shout, a true praise break or shout is spontaneous. That is to say, often times a praise break’ll happen after a song that the choir sang really stirred up the emotions of the congregation and the praise break acts as the cathartic release. OR, it’s like the praise break is a good nut after some awesome foreplay and love-making session.
Here’s a good example of praise break:
Usually, it’s one or two people that get caught up, the organist or keyboardist is instigating and before you know it, the keyboardist hits one good beat and if the church is Pentecostal, thats all they need because they’ve gotten a beat going. I’d submit that even without the organ and drums, as long as you have a beat you’ll have a shout. I’ve been to churches–with wooden floors–and between the stomping, the hand-clapping, the tambourines and, yes, even the washboards, that more than satisfied the spirit.
Are the people shouting and reacting to the music? Simply put, yes. It’s a learned reaction, much like Pavlov’s dog who heard the bell before he saw the food and would begin to salivate. Nonetheless, I think many times its real. I can’t deny my own experiences while sitting on the organ versus sitting in the pew when there have been high ecstatic moments in a church and I’ve truly felt something unexplainable. Then there have been other times where I’ve been in a church and seen folks damn near do flips–and felt nothing.
Yes, I’ve been to services like that, and I just sit in my pew and look. I’ve had a few people walk up to me and say, “How could you sit and not move or do anything?” Which to me is the exact opposite of those who say “It don’t take all of that.” But, I remember as a kid watching that scene from the “Blues Brothers” if that’s what they really did in some churches because I most certainly wasn’t raised in a church like that.
Personally, where I am is what is the efficaciousness of doing all of that? I firmly believe that God isn’t impressed with how well we speak in tongues, how well we dance, or even the fact that we did it just because it felt good. I say damn the idea that we should praise God just because of “who God is” and that’s all that that is doing. I think doing all of that falls bankrupt when, as other commenters said, that our actions fail to meet up with our worship services. At first I used to rail against church outsiders saying “all y’all just hypocrites” and I grew up hearing pastors provide a ready response to that of “Oh, there’s always room for one more.” The older I’ve gotten, the more I see the outsiders point of view: we claim to have all the answers and all this power from God, but not a lot has changed. We’ll hock and spit in church on Sunday, and be ready to cuss someone out leaving the parking lot 30 minutes later. To me that’s just evidence that at the core we’re all human, but the badge of self-righteousness many of us wear prevents us from seeing it as such.
At its core, I have nothing wrong with praise breaks and shouts, and of course as a musician I love hearing what riff the organist or band is going to go into next. And yes, many of us are used to keep up such a pace for extended periods of time. I mean, for our last Late-Night at school I think we were gone for about 45 minutes from start to finish and not to mention after the preacher was done.
I open this for discussion and further inquiry. I’d be interested to see what’s the psychology behind all of this because most interpretations rest solely in the theological realm and negate other points of views. Stay tuned for part three tomorrow.
I welcome comments and rebuttals for discussion. Also, tell me what your favorite church scene from a movie was, lol. I’d be interested to know. This is my favorite below.
Keep it uppity and keep it truthfully radical, JLL
Me and my friend used to joke that they should a have a musician’s form of BET’s “Sunday’s Best” where they get everyone together and have bands from churches compete for the best shout run. I mean, type in “church shout” or “praise break” on YouTube and you’d hear stuff that’ll blow your mind.
And this show could do an actual showcase where you could show off black designers and what their hats and suits looked like. I mean, make a formal competition-type of thing where people could possibly get contracts as opposed to just having random people show up at the conventions and cram all into one of the showcase halls. And it would give some smaller businesses a national platform.
But, instead of making a show out of it, instead we get this:
Seriously, I don’t know what to do with this. I mean, while I’m all for having fun in church, making jokes, even bringing in a comedian, I don’t have a problem with singing “secular” music in the church, but that just didn’t make sense to me.
And the church wonders why non-church people don’t take us seriously.
Keep it uppity and keep it truthfully radical, JLL
I just arrived back from Atlanta, Georgia where I finished the semester with a friggin B-average. Aint figured that one out yet. I mean, I’ve dealt with crazy professors, but I had one that handed out grades before we took our finals. She gave everyone in the class a B+ and then I go back and check grades and she dropped it to a B, which means less quality points, ultimately lower GPA. Not to mention that I got a friggin B on this Middler Assessment crap where you’re supposed to just write your life story and say how each of your classes play into this “ministry experience.” I mean, you all know how I write, do you REALLY think I should have gotten a B?!?!?!
That being said, I woke up this morning because my phone was out of order the WHOLE trip driving back from Atlanta to Chicago, and I went to the Trash-Mobile store three blocks from my house and parked on the corner across from Ribs ‘N Bibs in the lot, walked up to the store and less than 20 minutes later, my car was friggin towed!
Yes, the good ol’ 3601 S. Iron Street lot got me for $170 bucks. Y’all in Chicago used to seeing that sign on the South Side.
How is it that the Almighty and Dark One Dick Cheneyis making an appearance. Seriously, I really hope that the Obama administration gives him zero play. Honestly, we hadn’t seen from him since he decided to shoot his friend in the face with skeet–and made him apologize for stepping in front of the gun. This guy was on such the periphery of the Bush administration, granted he was the ultra-master mind, but we rarely if ever heard from him. Now all of a sudden he’s going tete-a-tete with the current prez. He needs to just fall back all the way.
Back in January, per Obama’s inauguration, iTunes sent me great speeches from African Americans starting with a live recording of Booker T. Washington’s 1895 Atlanta Exposition speech, to Marcus Garvey’s 1921 speech on behalf of the Universal Negro Improvement Association (UNIA), a 1939 speech from Mary McLeod Bethune.
Those were all moving, I’m sure, but given the fact that I was listening to them on a audio cassette through my iPod, the replay wasn’t the best, so I listened to Fannie Lou Hamer’s 1964 address to the Democratic National Party convention in Atlantic City, New Jersey and I was nearly moved to tears as she described how in Winona, Mississippi that she had been beaten by two other black men while lying on her face while white police officers watched.
The next person was the late great Kwame Toure nee Stokely Carmichael in his famous 1966 speech at UC-Berkeley where he said the following:
In Lowndes County, we developed something called the Lowndes County Freedom Organization. It is a political party. The Alabama law says that if you have a Party you must have an emblem. We chose for the emblem a black panther, a beautiful black animal which symbolizes the strength and dignity of black people…Now there is a Party in Alabama called the Alabama Democratic Party. It is all white. It has as its emblem a white rooster and the words “white supremacy – for the right”. Now the gentlemen of the Press, because they’re advertisers, and because most of them are white, and because they’re produced by that white institution, never called the Lowndes County Freedom Organization by its name, but rather they call it the Black Panther Party. Our question is, Why don’t they call the Alabama Democratic Party the “White Cock Party”?
And I heard him vacillate in the philosophy between addressing the issues of economic empowerment in the black community between whether we should deal with the situation morally or politically–yes, expect further posts to come on this subject. Especially the fact that Carmichael had no problem in a) calling out the then President Lyndon B. Johnson for his antics, along with then Gov. Ronald Reagan, and b) had no problem by calling him by his first name.
Oh yes, I have a post to do about it.
And I rode home listening to the great Martin Luther King’s “I Have Been To The Mountaintop” which, unbeknownst to me was actually a 43 minute rally speech, that as we all know, was an off the cuff speech where he majestically taking his rhetorical paint brush about how happy he was to be alive in the time that he was, accepting the zeitgeist of the age. To hear how King interpreted the story of the Good Samaritan, how Jesus turns the question and begs us not to ask what will happen to me if I help someone, but rather what will happen to them if I don’t help.
And to hear him pull the best preacher out. I mean, I’ve read some of his sermons from Strength To Love and they were highly philosophical and theological. Great sermons–but, I could imagine how dull church woulda been sitting in Ebenezer to hear him preach. Much like Obama. Obama’s major speeches such as the night of the election on November 4th and the Inauguration Day speech; great content, but just dull. Seriously, Obama’s speech on Inauguration Day very much fell flat. If it wasn’t for Aretha Franklin and Joseph Lowery’s prayer, it would have been rather dull.
But to hear King say “If I had sneezed…” and he was straight killing Mason Temple. He was telling a story, and then he went somewhere, as most people say, and he went off to another world when he said, “It really doesn’t matter anymore….” I mean he took off somewhere.
Just a quick note, it was hard to hear Stokely Carmichael in 1966, Martin Luther King in 1968 and to hear Dr. Charles G. Adams updated sermon of “Drunk on the Eve of Reconstruction” with 2006 figures harp on the same issues of economic independence in our community. All three men quoted the appropriate figures for collective income in the Black community. We were worth $30,000,000,000.00 approximately in the 1960s and now, according to a figure from Dr. Adams, we’re worth more than $600,000,000,000.00–and what are we doing with it.
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Also, for interested parties, I have another internship in Jacksonville, Florida. Do I have any readers from down there, or anyone who knows about the city–if so, drop an email or leave something in the comment box. I’m interested to know what the deal is down there. I’ll be beginning June 1st, and this is going to be my first summer…..duhn duhn duhn….in the South!
Just trying to get everyone caught up.
Keep it uppity and keep it truthfully radical, JLL
Circulating around the internet since late April has been this town hall speech that the 10th president of Morehouse College, Robert Michael Franklin, delivered addressing the “Renaissance Men of Morehouse.” He assumed the position while I was here in Atlanta after the esteemed President Walter Massey stepped down from the position. Franklin entered the position after having very successful stints as former president of Interdenominational Theological Center also associated with the Atlanta University Center and was the director of Black Church Studies at Emory University’s Candler School of Theology.
I even read his book Crisis In The Village. I still think he could have kept that sermon he wrote at the end, especially when I heard him preach it in person at Ebenezer Baptist Church, but that’s my personal opinion.
While I like the idea of “Renaissance Men” and what it really means, I think that this “renaissance” hearkens back to an era long past. I think that there are a few ideals from the past in which we can learn from and should re-adopt, but to sell the brand of “Renaissance Men” as some novel idea that echoes of the past I think is naive to the presence of pop culture. Namely this hip-hop culture.
In a nutshell, hip hop isn’t just the music, but rather it is also a culture. Molefi Asante, Jr. has made the claim that we already in a post-hip hop generation; I’ve just aptly named it the “Soulja Boy Generation” of kids that were born after about 1985 give or take a few years. When Franklin states that:
We cannot monitor what you wear when you leave campus, but while you are on the Morehouse campus, in the presence of adult learners, do not sag your pants, do not show your undergarments. Do not wear do-rags, and do not wear baseball caps in class or in the cafeteria…
…personally, I feel as though the earlier generation has not had a true dialogue with the younger generation. I’ve yet to hear and see concrete evidence that wearing a baseball cap inside of a building or a doo-rag has affected one’s learning abilities. Aside from those items used as gang signs, I fail to see just how these cultural signifiers will produce a better members of society post-graduation.
But then again, there are aspects of his message that I fully agree with. The idea of being intelligent and being an intellectual appeals to me, so to hear Franklin say that one should be well-read and well-spoken receives nothing but kudos from me. But, then after raising the standard, to me, as an outsider, he seems to kick my generation in the nuts by saying:
I have seen too many students standing in lines wasting time. You should carry something to read and make good use of your down time…This reduces the necessity of relying on profanity or empty verbal placeholders like, ‘um, um, ahh . . . ‘ or nonsense like ‘you know what I’m saying?’..Profanity does not reflect your verbal grace and style, it suggests a lazy mind and is contrary to the Morehouse ideal.”
Personally, I would have been insulted. But, I already have a bachelor’s degree, and I didn’t go to Morehouse, I went to Dillard and graduated from Fisk. So, maybe I don’t get it and never will, and Franklin had already invited the young men that if they had not bought into the idea of the Renaissance Man to exercise their free will and “courage transfer to a more suitable environment.”
And that’s fine.
What I gathered from this speech was clearly a father talking to his sons out of love. I don’t want to take that away from the ethos of the moment, however, even in love, often times the father doesn’t fully understand the son’s point of view. That’s most certainly the case many times with my own father and our relationship. He’s quite clearly old school, and I’m not. I think in this case, more of a dialogue from the older generation is needed in order to hit home runs with more of the general population. I’m not sure if Franklin was aware of the far reaches of this particular speech, but just as a young black male, I feel as though he was speaking directly to me.
The pants “saggin” off of one’s behind is merely a cultural signifier (and I’ve yet to see concrete evidence that “saggin” and “niggas” is nothing more than coincidence and that saggin came magically from the prison culture). Personally, did I enjoy when I was in Ben’s Chili Bowl last year and this dude was almost eye level with me near the counter and his entire butt was hanging out, no. But in the grand scheme of things are there not more important things to worry about? The older generation allows themselves to get bent out of shape because they want to. The same with the do-rag and the baseball cap–unless baseball caps in your school or doo-rags are inciting violence and disruption in the classrooms, I challenge teachers and professor to let the students wear them and see what happens?
Honestly, why can girls wear them and men can’t? Is there some genetic predisposition for women being covered up and men not?
Why not take them off? Some of you ask.
Well, last I checked, the ability on a Saturday morning to roll out of bed with my do-rag on and walk to the cafeteria with sweats on or even plaid sleep pants did not affect my ability to study for my test, it doesn’t negatively affect my intellect. Moreover, I’m more than convinced that idea of “curse” words is nothing more than a societal construct and label that we’ve taken to the next level–God is not going to send me to hell because I said or wrote shit, fuck, hell or damn. Frankly, I’m more concerned about those who place so much emphasis on such words as to reduce my sum existence to the fact that I punctuated a sentence with an emphatic “fuck.”
And I know I’m not lazy.
And I need to have a book in line rather than have a conversation in the cafeteria line?
Now, I wasn’t in the room, and there’s no context in text, but I’m quite interested to know how that one went over. Suffice it to say, the one who actually has a book in his hand may have some other social problems at play. It’s college, so it’s not quite as cruel as high school, but nonetheless, the bookworm is in the minority. Not saying this is a bad thing either. Kudos to the brother who has Native Son in his hand while waiting on his hamburger in the cafe’s line. I’m just hoping that that statement was rhetorical hyperbole pushing some toward that mark of being well-read. That much is true. We don’t read enough. Hell, I don’t read enough. A lot of our time is being wasted on video games and trivial television that really doesn’t advance us personally, nor collectively as a people.
I think what disturbed me the most was that I gathered a pseudo-assimilationist attitude in the speech which really didn’t sit well with me. The skeptic in me already questions the idea that even Japanese and Chinese businessmen are forced to wear cultural signifiers of a Western and European business model at a business meeting even in their own country and how quick we are to denigrate those from the Middle East for still wearing traditional garb. This is not to say that when interviewing for a job that young men should be taught to wear their pants at the waist and to tuck in their shirts and put on a tie if deemed necessary, but seriously walking around on campus?
That is to say that when Franklin made the bold statement
If you cannot follow the guidelines of a moral community, then leave. Change your behavior or separate from this college.”
it seems to me that he just really outlined what it mean to be at a black private school with European ideals.
Yeah, I said it.
Everything that he deemed immoral was something that made us uniquely black. From the doo-rags, to the saggin of the pants, to our type of vernacular, or as James Baldwin called “black English.” Notwithstanding his stance on the whole homosexual population, which I think is a human rights issue and was addressed about as best as one could, he was really asking the young men to be very European in their approach to school, with the hopes that they will be accepted and fit into society post-graduation. Most of his speech addressed the ability of what a man could produce and contribute to society: ultimately the outward appearance. Don’t get me wrong, that’s all well and good, but Franklin, given the published excerpts, was light on the internal workings of the mind and what information should be instilled into the psyche of a Morehouse Man.
It was elitist and not uppity.
An Elitist Negro sees a demarcation between “us and them” even amongst the black community. That’s why Ricky Jones in What’s Wrong With Obamamania was able to write about the “soulessness of the Talented Tenth” because nothing in this speech speaks of helping out your fellow Morehouse Man, or establishing community amongst each other, let alone outside of the campus, all it does is give an ultimatum of “love it or leave” which echoes highly of the jingoistic nature of American capitalism gone awry.
Uppity Negroes don’t give their fellow sister or brother an ultimatum, but rather an understanding ear and they try to engage in a dialogue that finds the best way for them to move forward. An uppity Negro would echo the sentiments of this quote from W.E.B. DuBois at Howard University’s 1930 Commencement Address:
To increase abiding satifaction for the mass of our people, and for al people, someon must sacrifice something of his own happiness. This is a duto only to those who recognize it as a duty. It is silly to tell intelligent human beings: Be good and you will be happy. The truth is today, be good, be decent, be honorable and self-sacrificing and you will not always be happy. You will often be desperately unhappy. You may even be crucified, dead, and buried and the third day you will be just as dead as the first. But with the death of your happiness may easily come the increased happiness and satisfaction and fulfillment for other people–strangers, unborn babes, uncreated worlds. If this is not sufficient incentive, never try it–remain hogs!
I mean, maybe if he made the argument that if our generation sacrificed our hip hop cultural signifiers for the greater good of our people and humanity at large, then maybe it would make sense, but to merely remove my baseball cap because of some ancient tradition that none of us, not even Franklin could easily point to other than “to show respect,” I just want to say ” TO WHO?”
Just like church. I think we get more offended when a young man keeps his baseball cap on in church than God does.
But that’s another blog post, lol.
To my older generation:
We hear you loud and clear. We can’t help but hear you. But, just like you shifted the things of your day and your age, you have to let us as Asante, Jr. quoted Frantz Fanon in his essay “each generation, out of relative obscurity, must discover their destiny and either fulfill or betray it.”
Let us be who we be
I’m sure y’all have comments, lol. I’d love to hear back from y’all.
Keep it uppity and keep it truthfully radical, JLL
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