I don't know about you

I don't want to see no motherfucker like this

Before we spend some more money on rehersal

We will see

It certainly was an eventful week.

Personally, I thought the Reverend Doctor President Barack Obama was a bit pitchy, in his rendition of Amazing Grace at his trial sermon.

But church folk are having none of it.  You cannot say one single solitary word of derision about the President's foray into the pastoral arts without a rapid and aggressive defense from the faithful.  If Barack Obama wasn't the black people's president before, he certainly without a doubt is the black people's president after his Friday eulogy of Clementa Pinkney.

There is a long standing tradition within the black church of tolerating less than prodigious musical performance as long as you are raising up your voice to glorify the Lord.  In his efforts to make a joyful noise it seems the president is to be the beneficiary of this forbearance.  President Obama seems to have been conferred with all the spiritual deference that might be accorded to Sister Odell.

Let me suggest that in the future we simply let the musicians throw in an assist.  Church organists are notorious for being world class in their oeuvre and with a 20 second advance hint about what is to come they can set your key and head nod the choir into harmonized and orchestrated back up vocals that you can ride like a magic carpet.

Being both president and pastor in chief is quite a bit of responsibility for one man.  Carrying around all the hopes, dreams and aspirations of a people can be quite a heavy burden.

We will see indeed!

Somebody's gotta win

somebody's gotta lose

Roll call

It's only a problem if you have a constituency of racists

Same old song

Happy father's day

I love to live the life that I sing about in my song

Earned it

Ready or not

What would you do

My first love

You don't have to cry

Dear Lord

You mean I'm gonna stay this color

What does it say about race if a befreckled white woman can just get herself some braids, check a couple of boxes on some applications, declare that she is black and have everyone accept it as fact for decades.  Granted, this occurred in Spokane Washington where they may not have enough "real black people" to do a proper side by side comparison. But still, the point remains race is totally and completely irrelevant to anything that has value.

So let's all say this aloud in unison so that all the so called experts and pundits as well as the uniformed have the proper reference point to initiate this dialogue.

THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS RACE!

So then, if there are no races why do we all get so worked up over that which does not exist?  Are we all so weak and easily manipulated that that we will chase this bullshit around the planet for millennia.  In a word, yes!


To paraphrase two acknowledged experts on the subject, its all pink on the inside.

The only race on this earth is the human race, with the possible exception being the rat race which then refers us back to the whole racial identification thing.  Now racISM is a real mother for ya.  But isn't that really the point, to keep us all focused on the shiny object while our souls are slowly and deliberately extracted from us.

Race is nothing more than a social construct created for the sole purpose of keeping you ignorant sombitches arguing over stupid bullshit such as this while the high and the mighty steal the hopes and dreams of your children and grandchildren.

Now I have no idea whether this Rachel Dolezal woman is a net positive or negative in her community, but listening to the news coverage of this issue is not going to help me figure it out because it all seems to be focused on that which does not matter.  Now that we have that out there can we please focus our attention on the constructive.

There are people who appear to be black, there are people who appear to be white, there are people who appear to be yellow, and there are people who appear to be brown.  But in the infinite scheme of things there isn't a nickels worth of difference between these people.  There is only a meaningless and ever so slight external difference.  Ultimately, there are only two groups of humans on this planet, people  and stupid people.

Which group are you in?

You're asking the wrong question

Does it really matter whether Rachel Dolezal is really black?

What has she accomplished is the better question. 

So let's weigh her bale and then decide

You're my latest, greatest inspiration

Stays on my mind

The love we had

The hills have eyes

Earned it

Call me

I think her phone is broken

I wish

There she goes

Let me in

Ain't no doubt about it