Cogito Ergo

He told us that he seen something I saw it too and began to call it by its name She said she was a phenomenal woman And somehow I felt the same We all learn to say and convey and shoot off at the yap But few of us have voice It is one thing to see the destruction But it’s another thing to say somebody blew it up in such a tone that everyone turns and points and screams It was you motherfucker, we see you When a Calypso woman feels like she makes Diamonds where her thighs meet and don’t care about how you feel about it You want to know what it’s like What it’s like to feel that good, that strong, that beautifully human. “Show yourself” he called to me, waving his finger Busting me out in room full of white kids “You ain’t no Black Baudelaire You gonna die, you don’t get off this train” She said the Lord gave you shoulders and you better not slump them Yeah you may look tough, but it takes whole a lot more strength to smile The strong mu

Let’s be clear.   I like the guys that play for the Clippers.   Chris Paul is my favorite point guard in the game, has been for a long time and what can you say about Blake Griffin?   Every time he gets a lane to the rim my heart skips a beat in anticipation.   I even like the rest of the team but that being said, them fools cannot be allowed to win the NBA Championship.   Not this year. I won’t go in on Donald Sterling and his browned skinned rent-a-freak.   That shit has been covered at length.   There is something much bigger at stake than those two. The reason that it would be be horrid if the Clippers took the title is that it would send the message that not only was Sterling’s bigotry not that big a deal, it was an effective business plan. When talking race in America, you will eventually run into the argument: “Well Oprah made it, why can’t the rest of you niggers pull yourself up by your bootstraps?”   No, I don’t know what bootstraps are, but that’s not important.

We’ve all heard the statistics on sexual assault.   Well, most of us… Well, some of us.   To be brief, the news is bad.   According to rainn.org every two minutes an American is sexually assaulted. 60% of sexual assaults aren’t reported to the police and 44% of victims are under the age of 18… yeah, 18.   I know that’s messed up but that ain’t the messed up thought that shook me a little while ago. You see, whilst driving, my overactive brain had a revelation.   All these women getting raped and abused have to be getting hurt by someone.   Here’s where the fucked up part comes in.   You probably know a rapist.    Let that sink in.   We take into account that we know so many women that have been raped but we never think about who done it.   They say (rainn.com et al.) that most victims know their assailants and by that logic, if you are in the same circle as a rape victim, there is a two in three chance that you know her assailant.   Again, let that sink in. I am fort