Sex service users create the demand that moves pimps to provide supply women and young girls. Without demand, there would be no pimp, no sex slave. We need to go after the users, most of whom are men, many of whom are white and/or economically privileged. ’nuff said…here’s the trick…
How will hip hop ever grow to its full potential when the very gender that reproduces our future artists, activists, columnists, producers, and entrepreneurs of our urban community are belittled to almost an object for the testosterone filled modern day rappers? When did the women of our culture become only useful for physical beauty and sexual activity? Why doesn’t Rap music uplift and inspire their female listeners to reach the same level of success males have?
I just learned about Tim Wise a couple weeks ago. Watching the above immediately reminded me of “somatic analogies” (below). Read the rest of this entry »
DiezelP is one of many talented up and coming emcees who are involved in the beginning stages of a collaborative project entitled “HAVEN: Hip Hop Against Violence Everywhere Now”
WOW. Grace Kelly. Y’all remember that, alright? Seriously. So I heard this amazing interpretation of “Ain’t No Sunshine” on the radio, waiting with baited breath to hear who the hell it was behind this crazy shee-it. Turns out, you have to qualify it as crazy youthful sixteen year old second-gen Korean American she-it to be accurate. Grace Kelly. Mood Changes.
In the liner notes, Don Heckman beautifully describes the casual sexism us men often carelessly throw around. Here’s an excerpt (emphasis mine): Read the rest of this entry »
Here’s the word, I won’t ask why:
It all started yesterday with
Senbei’s Shikata Ga Nai (V.II)
I know I’m sick and I need
to get up early tomorrow and work
from first light until day’s end.
But I’m going to sleep more soundly
and work harder having heard
what I’ve heard tonight and
shared it with anyone willing
to read and wanting to listen.
As much as I like (make that LOVE) my new job…I have deep-seeded philosophical objections to spending hours of day in an office, in front of a computer. As opposed to, in direct interaction with communities of living organisms in an environment not wholly manufactured by us. Many of my poems grapple with technology and its role in industrial societies as a(n often unnecessary) mediator interactions between self and other. Yes, we use it to break down barriers. And it also constructs new barriers, creates new forms of intense alienation, corrupts our priorities and distorts the way we perceive and think about and ourselves and others. Plus, so much of it is just…crap. But whatever. Here we go…
My cousin and his fellow Alphabet Stew collaborators promoting their new album, Mentil Soup. It’s as action-packed and exciting as any KBOO interview I’ve ever heard
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poem: free trade 071609
September 22, 2009Sex service users create the demand that moves pimps to provide supply women and young girls. Without demand, there would be no pimp, no sex slave. We need to go after the users, most of whom are men, many of whom are white and/or economically privileged. ’nuff said…here’s the trick…
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