Update 05/29/2010 – Here is a blog post on mincing the term “pro-life” – it’s written by Joshua Holland and touches on one of the subjects that I write about here. I link to it here because he puts it much better than I can :P
Abortion, Why is it Such a Big Deal?
Abortion. A loaded topic if ever there was such a thing. I don’t particularly know about the rest of the world, but people here in the U.S. go completely apeshit over the topic of abortion. I mean, there has been horrific violence tied to the subject, and I’m not talking about the dead fetuses. I’m talking about grown ass people kidnapping and killing doctors, bombing clinics, picketing, fighting, adding changes to legislation and so on and so forth. I mean, it’s a bit ridiculous.
I feel that no matter what you feel about the issue, whether you are so called “pro-choice” or “pro-life” there’s one small thing that we are all forgetting. Where is the freedom in this country? In a free nation, a person who wants to abort their unborn child should be well within their rights to do so. Point blank. I can understand extenuating circumstances and a governing body of law should be in place to address those issues when they arise, but for the most part…if someone wants to do it, let em.
What are the arguments against abortion? I would gather that a chunk of them are uber-religious in nature, and of that religion…I’d hazard a guess at Christianity being the biggest culprit. I suppose the biggest argument would be:
“They (the fetuses) are living human beings and therefore abortion is murder.”
When someone gets an abortion, I’m pretty sure that they’re going through some pretty strong physical, emotional and mental stresses already. Being labeled a murderer must be the icing on the cake right? I personally can’t see a fetus as a living human being, and even if such a thing is absolutely fact, I gotta ask this: So what? I’m a bit cold on this subject. I think there are too many people as is. Everybody wants to protect the fetus, but stops giving a fuck when it becomes an actual breathing human being.
Many arguments get brought into this equation. Questions about the health of the carrier. Questions about morals and lack of education. Questions about rape pregnancies and etc etc etc. With so many different possible circumstances and points of view on the subject, I think it would be best for everybody, if everybody let the individuals decide for themselves and/or with the people that they trust/love and are involved with.
Yes, I do think that some government involvement is in order, especially for those that need an abortion done and can’t afford it and to make sure there are universal and regulated procedures. Yes, I think that people should be educated about the possible health care concerns of having an abortion as well as about the alternatives to abortion. And yes, I do believe that those horrific fetus pictures that the pro-lifers like to show should be seen by people thinking to have the procedure done. Young girls who are thinking about it should talk it out with friends, family or professionals. But in the end, I also think that if people decide to have it done, they should not be criminalized and vilified for their actions.
To all of you woman that have had abortions, for whatever reasons, I’m not mad at you at all.
To all of you that are thinking about it, I urge you to educate yourselves first. There are other options and other things to consider. But, I leave it up to you, good luck.
The color, the fruit …the color of the fruit The word, orange
It used to be called yellowred One word not two Things change
Her favorite color was orange Can you guess her favorite fruit?
She mastered the fine art Of peeling the skin In one whole piece
Slowly she would push Her slender fingers into The center and divide Sharing with me the slices
We would watch the sun set Yellowred on the horizon She would peel off the Hard, uncompromising Cynical armor Of my outer self Leaving me raw but whole
She carefully removes The remaining pith
Slowly, she would push Herself into my center And force me to divulge The secrets of my inner self
Wet and sticky We share the slices Bitter and sweet We plant the seeds She…squeezes We entwine
Now that all the hype has died down…relatively speaking, I guess it would be okay for me to say a few words about Avatar (no, not the Last Airbender:)).
James Cameron proved, once again, that he could make and hype a movie towards box office gold. If for some reason you do not know who James Cameron is, well, then you’ve been living in a hole for the last two decades. Alternatively, if you have been watching any movies at all over the last two decades, then you have probably seen a James Cameron film. The man has written and directed a plethora of hits. Some of them are favorites of mines. Some of them are favorites of yours as well. Terminator 1 and 2, True Lies, Aliens and of course, Titanic, just to name a few. Not bad for a foul tempered Canadian eh?
I found Avatar to be lite fare. Other than the technology used to create it, it didn’t break any new ground as far as storytelling is concerned. You have heard this tale before, maybe you read the book or seen the movie (dances with wolves?), but it’s an old story. That’s not to say that it isn’t told well. Most stories are rehashes of old ones…well, technically, ALL stories are rehashes of old ones.
This is the story of what happens when Corporate Greed and Manifest Destiny arrive on the shores of a foreign land. They find the natives are sitting on top of the mother load of something that they want. We have plenty of real world examples of what that means. This is also the story of a crippled white soldier “going native”…yea, you’ve seen the “going native” story before as well.
Other than that, I don’t need to get into too many story details. Either you’ve seen it already or plan to get the DVD/Blu-ray. One of the points I am making here is, if you never see it, rest assured that you are not missing anything as far as stories go. You already know this one.
However, outside of the story, Avatar shines as imaginative eye candy. Cameron waited until the technology was just right to create the CG characters and gorgeous, gorgeous backdrops. The world of the Na’vi is rich, verdant, and beautiful. I’m not sure how all this will translate to the small screen, but on the big screen it’s awe inspiring.
Now when the visuals and story are put together, ahhhhh, now you got something. I know I may have sounded a bit disparaging about the plots lack of originality, but despite this, the visuals are what bring it to life. The visuals are what make you want to sit through that story. To see it acted out in meticulously crafted detail.
Of course, true to form, Cameron managed to fit a love story into Avatar as well. It serves to move the plot forward despite it being between a disabled former marine and a nine-foot tall blue alien. All in all, I think of Avatar like a fine Disney cartoon movie (with swearing and no one breaking out into song), and that’s not a negative remark in any sense of the word. It operates on the same level as some of Disney’s finest animated films. Action, adventure, humor, a love story, a moral lesson or two and maybe even something to think about.
You can probably even still find it in theaters…they are certainly milking it for all it’s worth. And I think, it’s worth quite a bit. Go see it if you haven’t already.
The subject of this post was suggested to me. See this post for more details.
Sorry, but I love this song. Just listening to it makes me feel a little better when I’m feeling down. Figured I’d blog it so I can have a place to easily find it when I wanna hear it :) I mean, it’s MY blog after all :P
P.Y.T. is a song by Michael Jackson of course and was one of the (many) singles from his Thriller album. The version we all know and love is pretty much a remix of the slower demo version. Eything you need to know about the track can be found on Wikipedia. Click here for the wiki article on it.
So without further ado -
I like the footage used in the beginning of this video
Update 05/03/2012: Apparently, a lot of the direct download links were broken. I updated the post with fresh ones.
Back in 94-95, DJ Mister Cee dropped his Best of BiggieMixtape. Those rap fans who remember know that at the time, it was THEE mixtape. It was full of unreleased and live material such as freestyles and some of his cameos and little known tracks from before Ready to Die dropped.
I know that I personally played it until the tape popped. I would use some scotch tape to put the pieces back together, and then repeat :)
What I didn’t know was that ten years after Biggie’s death, Mister Cee released a 10 year anniversary edition of the Best of Biggie. Obviously, ten years after his death means that I’m a couple of years too late, but, better late than never:) And in Cee’s own words about the new edition:
You’re not gonna hear ‘Hypnotize’ and those type of records, but it’s focusing on guest appearances. All the guest appearances he’s ever appeared on. Original versions. Nothing remade, original duets he’s done with other artists. Then you have the freestyles he’s done. The freestyles done with me or other DJs like DJ Enuff, Funk Master Flex. Then also, there’s some original versions to songs. There’s some songs you’re gonna hear that you’ve heard the album versions, but you never heard it with the original track.
There’s also some live stuff…Live from Madison Square Garden, Philly, London. It just really shows the short amount of time Biggie was here, the amount he’s done. It’s over 70 songs and a double-CD. – http://j.mp/mister-cee-speaks-on-biggie
Luckily for me (and you!) Both the old mixtape and the anniversery edition are hosted…all over the place. So here are some links for your downloading pleasure, and the track lists.
Disclaimer: The Outgoing Download Links Have Been Monetized With Link Bucks: http://bit.ly/linkBucks which means you’ll see an ad before you see the download, but you can skip the ad and go straight to the download :)
Also, if you prefer the torrent links, you need a free bitTorrent client like µTorrent
The Best Of Biggie – 10th Anniversary Edition:
DISC ONE 1. BIGGIE FREESTYLE AT MISTER CEE’S CRIB 2. REAL LOVE FEAT. MARY J BLIGE 3. BUDDY X FEAT. NENEH CHERRY 4. BIGGIE FREESTYLE FEAT. DJ ENUFF 5. PARTY & BULLSHIT 6. PARTY & BULLSHIT FREESTYLE 7. DOLLY MY BABY FEAT. SUPERCAT 8. A BUNCHA NIGGAZ FEAT. HEAVY D 9. FLAVA IN YA EAR FEAT. CRAIG MACK 10. JAM SESSION FEAT. HEAVY D 11. THE WHAT FEAT. METHOD MAN 12. READY TO DIE (ORIGINAL VERSION) 13. NIGGAZ (ORIGINAL VERSION) 14. FOR MY NIGGAZ FEAT. M O.P. 15. LET’S GET IN ON FEAT. EDDIE F 16. DREAMS 17. CUNT RENAISSANCE FEAT. CRUSTIFIED DIBBS 18. ALL MEN ARE DOGS FEAT. RED BANDIT 19. BUST A NUT FEAT. UNCLE LUKE 20. B. SIDE FEAT. DA BRAT 21. WHO’S THE MAN FEAT. ED LOVER & DOCTOR DRE 22. UNBELIEVABLE (LIVE ON HOT 97 W/FUNKMASTER FLEX) 23. WHO SHOT YA (ORIGINAL VERSION) 24. CAN’T YOU SEE FEAT. TOTAL 25. HOW MANY WAYS FEAT. TONI BRAXTON 26. REAL NIGGAZ (ORIGINAL WEST COAST VERSION) 27. PLAYA’S ANTHEM RMX FEAT. JUNIOR MAFIA 28. GET MONEY (ORIGINAL & RMX FEAT. JUNIOR MAFIA) 29. REALMS OF JUNIOR MAFIA FEAT. JUNIOR MAFIA 30. OH MY LORD FEAT. JUNIOR MAFIA 31. THINK BIG FEAT. PUDGEE DA FAT BASTARD 32. THE POINTS (PANTHER SOUNDTRACK) 33. ME & MY BITCH (LIVE FROM PHILLY) 34. JUICY (LIVE FROM LONDON) 35. BIG POPPA (LIVE FROM LONDON) 36. WHERE BKLYN AT? (LIVE FROM MADISON SQUARE GARDEN) 37. BE HAPPY FEAT. R. KELLY 38. ONLY TOU FEAT. 112 39. THIS TIME AROUND FEAT. MICHAEL JACKSON 40. BIGGIE FEAT. JUNIOR MAFIA
DISC TWO 1. BROOKLYN’S FINEST FEAT. JAY-Z 2. YOU CAN’T STOP THE REIGN FEAT. SHAQUILLE O’NEAL 3. BIGGIE FREESTYLE FEAT. FUNKMASTER FLEX 4. YOU’LL SEE FEAT. THE LOX 5. BENJAMINS FREESTYLE & ORIGINAL RMX 6. KEEP YOUR HANDS HIGH FEAT. TRACEY LEE 7. PEPSI COMMERCIAL FEAT. DJ ENUFF 8. MO MONEY MO PROBLEMS FEAT. DIDDY & MASE 9. BIG INTERLUDE 10. YOUR NOBODY TILL SOMEBODY KILLS YOU (ORIGINAL VERSION) 11. YOUNG G’Z FEAT. DIDDY & JAY-Z 12. VICTORY FEAT. DIDDY & BUSTA RHYMES 13. DEAD WRONG (ORIGINAL VERSION) 14. WHY YOU TRYING TO PLAY ME FEAT. AARON HALL 15. UNFOOLISH FEAT. ASHANTI 16. THE REALEST NIGGAZ FEAT. 50 CENT 17. RUNNIN FEAT. 2PAC 18. GHETTO FEAT. AKON & 2PAC 19. HANDS IN DA AIR FEAT. SPLIF STAR 20. THREE B’S FEAT. BUJU BANTON & BUSTA RHYMES 21. DANGEROUS MC’S (ORIGINAL VERSION) 22. NASTY GIRL FEAT. NELLY & JAGGED EDGE 23. SPIT YA GAME FEAT. BONE THUGS & HARMONY & TWISTA 24. WHATCHU WANT FEAT. JAY-Z 25. RUNNING YOUR MOUTH FEAT. FABOLOUS, SNOOP DOGG, NATE DOGG & BUSTA RHYMES 26. WANT THAT OLD THING BACK FEAT. JA RULE 27. HUSTLERS PRAYER FEAT. JIM JONES 28. MUMBLING & WHISPERING FEAT. MISTER CEE 29. WE’LL ALWAYS LOVE BIG POPPA – THE LOX 30. I’LL BE MISSING YOU – DIDDY & FAITH EVANS 31. LOVE IS EVERLASTING – MS VOLETTA WALLACE
01 Freestyle Live At Mister Cees 02 Real Love (Remix) 03 Buddy X (Remix) 04 Party And Bullshit 05 A Buncha Niggas (Original) 06 Dolly My Baby (Remix) 07 Jam Session 08 The What 09 For My Niggaz (Remix) 10 Let’s Get It On 11 I’m Just Playin 12 Cunt Renaissance 13 Da B Side 14 All Men Are Dogs 15 Madison Square Garden Freestyle 16 Live At The Palladium 17 Who Shot Ya? 18 Can’t You See 19 Real Niggaz (All Verses) 20 Players Anthem (Original & Remix) 21 Get Money (Original & Remix) 22 One More Chance (Original & Remix)
On the 10 year anniversary of the Notorious B.I.G.’s death, DJ Mr Cee spun 4 hours worth of Biggie’s material oh Hot 97. On the last Juan Epsteinpodcast, Mr Cee sat down to talk about his first time meeting B.I.G. and about that 10 year celebration, promising to the Juan Epstein fans to have the 4 hours available for download within the week. – http://whizhouse.com
The reason why we act this way is not the reason that you say
The tempting ruse the long delays the make up sex the cold embrace
The kiss that lies the lies to face the face to face the small mistakes
We take and take we give no breaks we claim we hate but know it’s fake
I hate this state – I hate this place I hate this hate – I hate this hate
But it’s the only thing that keeps me sane - The only way that we relate
I hate this state – I hate this place I hate this hate – I hate this hate
But it’s the only thing that keeps me sane - The only way that we relate
Why must our love feel like disgrace What should be sweet leaves bitter taste
You claim disdain makes you feel safe I claim the same and so we wait
We wait for something we call change Like brittle stone we wait to break
You like to ask me what I think About this love and so I sing
I hate this state – I hate this place I hate this hate – I hate this hate
But it’s the only thing that keeps me sane - The only way that we relate
I hate this state – I hate this place I hate this hate – I hate this hate
But it’s the only thing that keeps me sane - The only way that we relate
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- Do you think of me, like whispers on a breeze - That glide past never seen, our lust was never clean - Our love was never neat, it’s messy and unique - It’s poison but its sweet, damn whats wrong with me
- I hate you for these thoughts, I hate me for these truths - I hold on when it’s rough, to thoughts of me and you - I hate this other us I hate that we never touch - I hate that we never formed a complete and honest trust
- But I guess it’s too late now, we mistreated what we found - We misused it and abused it and then left it on the ground - We refuse to pick it up, guess we were scared it might erupt - And some how that nameless thing between us turned into disgust
I hate this state – I hate this place I hate this hate – I hate this hate
But it’s the only thing that keeps me sane - The only way that we relate
I hate this state – I hate this place I hate this hate – I hate this hate
But it’s the only thing that keeps me sane - The only way that we relate Version 0.3
Life is full of contradiction and inconsistency. But life is just life; it’s the human mind and the collective conscious that adds so much complexity to something that is so simple. Consider this: We live and we die. That’s it. Everything else in between is just so much nothingwhen compared to these greater truths.
As they are wont to say in some places, “it is what it is”. It cannot be more, it cannot be less, it just is. When considered, the basic foundations of all things in existence can be understood, to an extent.
Without, there is nothing; within, there is nothing. Forming around and through this nothingness, there is matter. The space between subatomic particles is a nothingness that we cannot fathom. The space that we call our universe is predominantly made up of nothingness. Yet here we are. Out of nothing we get…something. And it is what it is. How could it be otherwise?
When man learns to harness that nothingness, to find the something that makes it up, we will have truly entered into a new age of wonder, or an age of destruction. Either way, we will uncover secrets and truths, the very stuff that we have always searched for. The key to meanings of existence in this physical plane, possibly the means to transcend.
We Think…Therefore…
As I became older, I began to suspect, all on my own, that much of what everything is, isthought. Visuals, sounds, the things we create, the things we do not, how we see ourselves, how we perceive others and the things around us. This is all thought.
I explored this a lot in my old earlier poetry and you can still hear this philosophy in a lot of my work even now…if you listen for it. I think, that thought creates everything around us, and collective thought binds that general perception into one semi-solid perception that most of us just agree to agree on.
I’ve always thought, that if I tried hard enough and stayed watchful for the moment, I could see beyond that artificial veil and truly see what lay behind it. And sometimes, rarely and just for an instant, I think that I do, or that I get close…but who can say for sure.
People think too much. It is our thoughts that corrupt what is really there. When people begin to stop thinkingso much and start attempting to draw in what is real without thinking at it so hard, they may start to understand the things that are really around them.
That is to say, if it is what it is, then by thinking it to be other than what it truly is, you are warping it and turning it into something that it is not. Get it?
I believe that if people stop thinking so hard and start being, then they will eventually become who they truly are and not the sum-total of all of those thoughts and thinking that they’ve clogged themselves with since infancy. They will be free of all that thought up self-doubt, all those thought up prejudices, all those thought up thoughts that color everything they do.
This is not an attack on thinking as most people…think of it. The problem with most thought is that it is highly impure and flawed. We are taught how to not think right from birth. I believe that in order for us to start thinking clearly, we must let go of our current ways of thinking. We must start to use our senses and our logic to see what is there and what is not. Once that happens, it will be like a purification process to our thought mechanism. We can start to discard all the bullshit, and keep only that which is true.
Update 04/20/10 – Big B created a remix of Practice Words and included it as track #7 on his new beat mixtape called This is It. The track can be found here and can be downloaded for free. Also added it to my reverbnation widget below:)
About Practice Words
If somebody were to ask me what Practice Words was about, I’d tell them that it’s one of those “I’ll kill you “lyrically”" tracks :) There doesn’t seem to be a lot of artists making those types of songs anymore. As usual with DaEvolution tracks, the lyrics for this are pretty old. It started as a 32 bar, unbroken string of lines. I figured that’s two verses so the chorus was written right then and there before I started recording. I wanted to add a third verse, but since the lyrics of the first two verses fit so well, I decided to leave it as is.
Recording: This song was recorded with an M-Audio Nova microphone through a ART Tube MP Studio V3 pre-amp. My audio interface (sound card) is an M-Audio Audiophile 2496. The vocals were recorded at SB Studios (my room:)) in the middle of it with all the windows closed :)) My DAW is Adobe Audtion and I used a couple of VST’s for general effects.
The beat is called “On Fire” and was produced by Big B from Manchester UK in collaboration with Mr Smiff. The sound of it reminded me of the type of music we used to make back in days at the Dungeon :) The beat was free to download, and can be found on Mr Smiff’s page here.
Here’s a message for your boy you should tell him to watch his words Cause he talking and he rapping and acting like he ain’t herb This is Silence and I’m back cause I couldn’t believe I heard That these niggas think they spitting but really they just absurd
I spit with such precision like needles to epiderm Acupuncture you with lyrics disable a vital nerve Meticulous incisions like surgeons I’m unperturbed - Lyrically I’m shitting on niggas like flying birds
It’s like seeing moving pictures all this action in my verbs Metaphors deeper than scripture more angles than curbs I’m a demon from the land lost where no one returns Leave ya ass like damn corpse or ash in the urn, word
This the purge y’all get lyrically burned You kids don’t understand it’s hot till you touch it and learn I am everything you’re not I leave you niggas disturbed I state word to my pops like I’m Jesus returned
Fuck what you think, fuck what you heard This is just practice, these are just words I’m warming up, feeling superb Let’s get it started I, think it’s my turn
Fuck what you think, fuck what you heard This is just practice, these are just words I’m warming up, feeling superb Let’s get it started I, think it’s my turn
I’m sicker than that virus that renders niggas infirmed I’m a cause for concern like awaiting the judges terms Like catalysts I bring change and unexpected turns Like calculus I hit you head hard and spread like germs
Like atlas with the world on my shoulders I stand firm Make cake and get dough with the butter my brain churns A lot of niggas have been anxiously waiting on my return I just kept telling them be patient the savior has now emerged
Stampeding y’all with bars like a moving buffalo herd Y’all can not see me at most maybe you’ll catch a blur Cause I’m high speeding like horse driven on by the spurs Till I stop breathing or start bleeding I’m not concerned
I overheard niggas say I’m the best and I concur Wipe the blade on your chest once I split you with sharp verse The nerve of these niggas to say that it don’t burn When I spit the flames hotter than lava and star births
Fuck what you think, fuck what you heard This is just practice, these are just words I’m warming up, feeling superb Let’s get it started I, think it’s my turn
Fuck what you think, fuck what you heard This is just practice, these are just words I’m warming up, feeling superb Let’s get it started I, think it’s my turn
Update 05/31/2010 – I finally got around to doing some audio for this, maybe it’ll help you feel the words even more :) I used a free beat from Mr. Smiff called “Down N Out” which can be downloaded along with all of his other original beats, absolutely free, from here ;)
These words are free, so get em while they hot Cuz if you wait too long you’re gonna miss em when they’re not These words are me, just in case yo ass forgot They were lifted from my spirit and they mated with the block
These words can be the seeds that – start a brand new crop Let them grow within your mind and be immortal in your heart These words can sting, sometimes they find the mark That you hide within yourself but I can see it with my art
These words are free, but somebody gotta pay When the words that others speak can only lead to our decay How could it be that what we seek has turned into a play And the actors don’t get paid and they forced to go on stage
We need some better ways but they guide us like we beasts Not even jungle kings they just treat us like we sheep I need a better phrase cuz that sheep shit’s gettin old We’re more like auto-slaves, robots hard and dumb and cold
I hardly can control the rage that fires up my brain When I see another corporate scheme succeed and we get played When I see my fucking government treat people like they’re told Knowing that the ones that told em are the ones that’s in control
Multi billion dollar entities that span our dying globe That poison our senses and destroy our countries’ souls But I digress I’m pretty sure you’ve heard these things before But you probably could care less and think there’s nothing going on
You taking what they give you and accept their words as pure Don’t you think that makes you less than the whores that you abhor? I need to take a rest from these thoughts I conjure up I’d rather smoke and sex but somebody must report
We in a global crisis that’s defined by the prices How much does it cost to keep a population lifeless How much for divorce from this all consuming tightness How much must we lose before think it’s time to fight this?
These words are free, so get em while they hot Cuz if you wait too long you’re gonna miss em when they’re not These words are me, just in case yo ass forgot They were lifted from my spirit and they mated with the block
These words can be the seeds that – start a brand new crop Let them grow within your mind and be immortal in your heart These words can sting, sometimes they find the mark That you hide within yourself but I can see it with my art
On February 18, 2010 – Andrew Joseph Stack III flew a small plane into a building that housed IRS offices. Many are already well aware of this particular news item. I’m a little late to it. It’s already been reported, blogged about and hyper-analyzed all over the usual places, so I won’t go into the super intimate details. I’ll leave some links to places that did a much better job of it than I can.
Stack also wrote a 30 paragraph long letter before he did the deed (he also set his house on fire) and I’m going to include of a few of the points that I like from it below. If you want to read the whole thing, it’s easily found online. A lot of these words ring very true, which is why I wanted to blog them.
…I can say with a great degree of certainty that there has never been a politician (that has) cast a vote on any matter with the likes of me or my interests in mind. Nor, for that matter, are they the least bit interested in me or anything I have to say.
Why is it that a handful of thugs and plunderers can commit unthinkable atrocities…and when it’s time for their gravy train to crash under the weight of their gluttony and overwhelming stupidity, the force of the full federal government has no difficulty coming to their aid within days if not hours? Yet at the same time, the joke we call the American medical system, including the drug and insurance companies, are murdering tens of thousands of people a year and stealing from the corpses and victims they cripple, and this country’s leaders don’t see this as important as bailing out a few of their vile, rich cronies. Yet, the political “representatives” have endless time to sit around for year after year and debate the state of the “terrible health care problem”. It’s clear they see no crisis as long as the dead people don’t get in the way of their corporate profits rolling in.
Here we have a system that is, by far, too complicated for the brightest of the master scholars to understand. Yet, it mercilessly “holds accountable” its victims, claiming that they’re responsible for fully complying with laws not even the experts understand. The law “requires” a signature on the bottom of a tax filing; yet no one can say truthfully that they understand what they are signing; if that’s not “duress” than what is. If this is not the measure of a totalitarian regime, nothing is.
…I learned that there are two “interpretations” for every law; one for the very rich, and one for the rest of us…
It…made me realize, not only how naive I had been, but also the incredible stupidity of the American public; that they buy, hook, line, and sinker, the crap about their “freedom”… and that they continue to do so with eyes closed in the face of overwhelming evidence and all that keeps happening in front of them.
Now when the wealthy fuck up, the poor get to die for the mistakes… isn’t that a clever, tidy solution.
Nothing changes unless there is a body count (unless it is in the interest of the wealthy sows at the government trough). In a government full of hypocrites from top to bottom, life is as cheap as their lies and their self-serving laws.
I can only hope that the numbers quickly get too big to be white washed and ignored that the American zombies wake up and revolt; it will take nothing less. I would only hope that by striking a nerve that stimulates the inevitable double standard, knee-jerk government reaction that results in more stupid draconian restrictions people wake up and begin to see the pompous political thugs and their mindless minions for what they are.
I saw it written once that the definition of insanity is repeating the same process over and over and expecting the outcome to suddenly be different. I am finally ready to stop this insanity.
The communist creed: From each according to his ability, to each according to his need.
The capitalist creed: From each according to his gullibility, to each according to his greed.
Joe Stack (1956-2010)
02/18/2010
Do I agree with him? Well, yea. Do I approve of his methods? Well…ummmmm…*non-committal shrug* :))
For the full story, which is still being updated by some sites check out these spots:
The problem with freedom – the idea of freedom – is that no one wants it. That is to say, no one wants to put in the work necessary to achieve it. The sort of concerted effort needed may be currently beyond our reach. We don’t even really know what freedom means. Maybe we never actually did in this country. Keep in mind that I’m speaking almost exclusively about the United States.
We as a people have grown quite selfish, extravagantly lazy and extremely stupid. The stupidity is even odder considering just how much real information is available quite literally at our fingertips these days.
Everyone has become complacent. We feel right at home with having our individual freedoms stripped from us one by one. The powers-that-be take away from us and tell us that it’s for our own safety and we follow like sheep. Sometimes they take away from us and don’t tell us shit…and we follow like sheep. We are not even aware of the things that are going on around us. For some reason, we cannot perceive the powers that struggle back and forth over who gets to control the flock.
I say “we”, because although there are those that would fight it, object to it or even do something about it – the majority is okay with it…and we are all a part of the majority. Perhaps “okay” isn’t the best word in this case. People just seem to exist under a hell of a lot of brain/white washing and simply cannot see past anything that does not involve themselves or getting to that nine-to-five on time.
Each One Teach One
In a truly free system, everyone would be able to do what they want. I am not preaching anarchy, I am speaking on a system where people do what is best for all, but by doing what is in their power to do; by doing the things they truly want to do.
For instance, some people truly want to heal. Some people truly want to develop new technologies and practice different forms of science etc. I say let them. Let them learn their craft from like-minded individuals. Some people like to crunch numbers or fill in blank forms. Some people like to draw and paint and create. Everyone should be free to do and pursue that which makes them happy. If more people did what they wanted instead of doing menial shit just to survive, I guarantee the overall happiness factor in this country would rise exponentially. Don’t worry, the economy would still grind along, there would just be a shift in the way things worked. We would all benefit.
All people should have a real vote. All people should be educated. All people should be able to make an informed decision about the practices and policies that work best for not only them, but their communities as well. That’s freedom. If each person contributed something of themselves then everybody would be good. Wealth would be shared and We the People would be able to move forward together instead of separately.
Isn’t it odd that true freedom comes with the idea of shackling all of our fates together instead of this crazy, obsessive, and in some cases, obscene individualism that we practice now?
What Does Freedom Mean Today?
Think about the things that we bitch, moan and politic about. Things like gay marriage or gun ownership. If we were as free as we think we are, these would be non-issues. The people who want guns would get them and the people who do not, would not. The same-sex couples would get married if they wanted to. Free people making their own decisions. Instead of freedom, we have constant bickering, legislation, infighting, and even foul deeds done in the name of whatever thing is being argued over at the time. That’s not freedom. That’s just a way for those that control us, the ones who are truly free, to keep us from focusing on how much so-called freedom we do not actually have.
It’s the evolution – Gold Platinum to Diamond The revolution – Gold Platinum to Diamond The ghetto’s moving – Gold Platinum to Diamond This our resolution – Gold Platinum to Diamond
It started out with sweating slaves bleeding out our agriculture Picking cotton, fat pockets for Caucasian male nigger owners Then we marched for better days, slaves became better soldiers Ghettos turned battlefields and our game became colder
What’s the future – untold the computer’s the controller I refuse to fold, stumble, get rolled or roll over And I ain’t trying to preach so don’t give me the cold shoulder man Just think of me as the eye of the beholder fam
I’ll skip the wood, bronze, and the silver, that shit was over when Malcolm got shot up and Martin’s final deliverance Now it’s not black, white, yellow or Indian Now it’s coke, crack pipes, money and ignorance
Funny how it ends one day and then begins again Yea they took our freedom then and gave us religion Now they take your freedoms away and promise dividends A rich slave is only a slave without no diligence
It’s the evolution – Gold Platinum to Diamond The revolution – Gold Platinum to Diamond The ghetto’s moving – Gold Platinum to Diamond This our resolution – Gold Platinum to Diamond
Another nigga on the corner still pushing that rock Another bitch up in my sheets, another day smoking pot Another nigga on the block with work, setting up shop Another cop, another drop, another’s eyes on your knot
Another hustler scheming, passing go with no stop Another night in the winter when the spot is too hot Another close one, breathing – shit – you almost got knocked Another nigga didn’t make it now he locked in the box
Another nigga died, another born, a mother is slain Another crucified, another lost, another snort caine Another alibi, another law that keeps us as slaves Another failed to pass the test of life and now lives in grave
Another bitch is working strips, a nigga pays for that brain Another added to statistic list, another found fame Another tragic murder case, they picture up in a frame Another day, another dollar, but the game still the same
It’s the evolution – Gold Platinum to Diamond The revolution – Gold Platinum to Diamond The ghetto’s moving – Gold Platinum to Diamond This our resolution – Gold Platinum to Diamond
No identity, no past, a home that doesn’t want us No language, no class, that’s why they can control us Non-conformists reform us then put us on the corners Law enforcement patrol us, put burdens on our shoulders
Man they hate us, we hate us, yet they profit off our murders They bring us the burners, the drugs and things that hurt us Then we rap about it and those heathens sell it for us We dance to the sounds of self extinction on the chorus
But at the same time – distinction, they imitate our colors Walk and talk and dress just like us, call themselves our brothers It seems that they transformed themselves while trying to conform us That’s how we went gold to platinum, fuck the latter to the former
It’s like playing chutes and ladders, we slide back while going forward Just imagine going diamond, it’ll be like a new world order In the meantime teach your daughters – And teach your sons: Not every argument has to turn into a slaughter
It’s the evolution – Gold Platinum to Diamond The revolution – Gold Platinum to Diamond The ghetto’s moving – Gold Platinum to Diamond This our resolution – Gold Platinum to Diamond
As you can no doubt tell from the name of this track, DaEvolution is the title song for the DaEvolution Mixtape. The first verse is a mixture of old and new lines. The second verse is older than everything else on this song, written around 6 or so years ago. I was very proud of it when I wrote it :) The third verse was new material…at the time. It was written specifically for this song.
The chorus came about as an idea for a piece of poetry. I still may use it for that poetry as well. This song is the very first song that I made in it’s entirety, meaning it’s the first of my own beats that I rhymed over, attempted to mix down and give it some cohesiveness so that I could call it finished. That is why it’s the most prevalent song in my collection, the only one you see on every site I’m on and used the most often by me.
This song is about the state of affairs getting pretty much stuck in a “gold” or “platinum” era. It talks mostly about black people in America but can be applied to pretty much any person or group of people that just can’t seem to move forward. That is to say, through the sacrifice of the many that have come before us, we got to a pretty high plateau, but we hesitate (willingly or otherwise) to really take that next step that’ll launch us into something much greater than what we currently are. We are held back by a lot of willful ignorance. I could go on, but I digress.
Like most of the DaEvolution Mixtape, it’s a song that I wanted to re-record. I don’t like my tone of voice on it. But, as I’ve said in the previous posts, I’m moving on :) There’s much more music to be made, not to mention I still haven’t even recorded all of the tracks that I planned for the mixtape.
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