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Casting the First Stone

First I was for Hillary (before I was against her). Well mostly I was a major proponent of the idea of Hillary; that a woman could very well be a viable candidate for president. And win. I still believe that to death. I piped up about that for much of late 2007 and early 2008. People, being mopes though, confused that ideal with the notion that I would cast my one and only vote for Hillary Rodham Clinton. With D.J. Barack at the wheels, that wasn't going to happen. Barack had my vote back at the 2004 convention. Doy!

So next, I argued to anyone who would listen that Barack Hussein Obama would, in fact, win the presidency. Like back in the spring too when he was still battling with Hillary. It was over before it began. People were all, "WTF? You drinking the Kool Aid?"

I even put a little O-symbol sticker on my car just to represent a little and BIRG a little to boot. It's a powerful feeling to know you're going to win something big. So there I was dick in hand. I was planning on keeping that bad boy on the car until Tuesday's inauguration but I took it off well before Christmas. It's just not my nature to worship celebrities. And Barack Hussein is a big time celebrity. The biggest, I argue. So I climbed back off the Obama horse and repositioned myself squarely back into my official political affiliation: unaffiliated to any damn political party.

(R)evolution: #1 Fan Becomes #1 Critic

I don't see the guy as a Jesus magic fairy Terminator savior. Nor is he actually all that special as our "first" black president. He is also our 44th white one. Half-black = half-represent. This fact I know. Sure, he's the smartest guy we've ever known, but he's still just another guy; a human. A dude. He will have fuck-ups aplenty as every president has including the fabled Washington, Lincoln, both Roosevelts, Truman, Jefferson, and Reagan. Two words: Remember Clinton?

So here we go: Barack, stop the email begging. It's bullshit. It's insulting. It's little. Go make some Hope & Change happen, bro.

Gravity. Madness.

Madness by Deltron 3030

In the year three thousand and thirty everybody wants to be an MC
In the year three thousand and thirty everybody want to be a DJ
In the year three thousand and thirty everybody want to be a producer
In the year three thousand and thirty everybody want to tell ya the meaning of the music

I must appeal to you people with your faculties
Cuz everybody else is gonna laugh at me
People try to get over and take a crack at me
The universe is one and I can see what rap can be glorious
Put in the Smithsonium my podiums for holy hymns
But you see whos controlling them
Fuck myself off cuz of the egotistical mode I'm in
No I can't slap you no five
When you and your cutty is talkin shit about me outside
People take pride in what they have no hand in
Sorta like a phantom holographic handsome
But deep inside he wants to do what his man done
Just because his peers jeer and and clown
When your six foot deep no one hears you now
They say were not compatible like deers and cows and owls
So many rules and regulations say you're not allowed

I'm caught in the grip of the city.. Madness [x4]

If I had to describe the way I survive its like vice squeezin
The reason I'm black and still breathin
Heathens will breed heathens so
Everybody's suspect I must check your ID
Cuz you lookin sheisty you might be intelligence
Someone that Del's against
Opposite or positive
When I drop the law against nature be faithful
Why should I hate you we ain't that different
We may act differen't in some ways
But we still grouped together like a fuckin' survey
Sufferin and fuck em all's the motto
I'm trapped in a bottle
My music's gettin hollow
That's what happens when humanity you follow
Where every leak or info is hard to swallow
Sell your Marlboros and car insurance
Put niggas on the moon and can't pay your burdens
I smoke herb and rock a turban
Meditate on the world and whats occurrin
A lot of white boys like the style and copy
Dig in something deeper and youll peep that were not free
It's not about the seperation its about the population

I'm caught in the grip of the city.. Madness [x4]

Simple minded people always poin't the finger
To bring it to a close as if life is their role, their path
When all paths are intersections
It all depends on the persons perception
When I'm mad as fuck you get shot
And to some it's bad luck
I believe you held something back for too long
It grew strong
And energy has its own will
And people think they make music still
But music is there with out you or me we just manipulate
For better or worse so let it situate
I get to make records and dough
Paid out the ass hole
And still seen as another face on the totem pole
Conquer, my sponsors are monsters
And everybody thinks that I owe them one
I'm glad I love music and life
cuz it's easy to see the pain and strife and end it all tonight

I'm caught in the grip of the city.. Madness [x4]

From Deltron 3030 [clicky]. Music here: [clicky]

Shepard Fairey Hates America

Philly Boy Gabe ("Pay") & LA Ty ("Mope")

mii meets obamaiconme

Found

Ella in the Hood

Meh Interwebs

Now you can do your own Shepard Fairey rip-off "automatically" and "online" and "for free."

Good thing I got rid of this piece of shit Shepard Fairey rip-off I made [clicky] with my own two hands the old-fashioned way (uphill, in the snow, with Photoshop, both ways). But that was back in the dark ages of twenty aught-eight.

Bastards. Bastards all the interwebs children. Bastards in a basket!

It's Dead Soldier Worship Time of Year Again

Repost from last year around this time:

[Honoring Our Dead Soldiers] blog post
[Honoring Our Dead Soldiers] flickr slideshow

From Middlespace West (Day 17) // Ask Ty...January 14 // 2009 // Corey Blog

Corey, post this shit!

-ty

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Here we go-Day 17

"Tracks are in the emails."

-RP

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Taste the Monster

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It must be Tuesday, Middlespacers, because I'm answering your questions

Q: Dear Ty,

I am a big fan of "Ask Ty" days. I've been trying and trying to think of a good question, but I just can't. I fear I'm just too pretty to think that hard.

I'm also trying to get something published in the New Yorker but am always getting turned down. Can you help me?

Sincerely,

Barbie

P.S. Math class is tough!

Ty: Good question and an even better observation, Barbie. Slip on some headphones and listen to "Taste the Monster" by the Kingdom of Leisure. There're guitars, that's what!

Just a guess,

-ty


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- I’m Corey! Out!

I am Oscar Grant

It took two weeks
to process this murder
just another passenger
riding on a train...in America

Watched the video today
of the execution online
just like Saddam but
to more surprised reactions

My first interaction
with the case too
other than the typical
riots-in-Oakland scene

Good thing I guess
the new president
doesn't ride the trains
on New Year's day...in America

Happy Frank's - Hayward, Calif. - 1986