March 2011
22 posts
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Blues Sensibility in Color; Awash
An inundation of graffiti
was transfixed with the
imposition
of dynastic wealth.
A face that looked like
Mexico smiling in heaps
of bodies.
A cynic bleeds just
as he’s left behind.
A wounded hound on
the legs of another
yesteryear.
On another back that
love shamelessly devoured.
Following because
belief binds as much as
it traps.
The colors tell it best. The walls speak...
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Cornel West and the fight against injustice →
“How do we fight social injustice when so many seem to have lost hope? According to provocative intellectual Cornel West the answer is simple - love.”
Also, another comment left this page:
“1. Cornell West was actually allowed to speak and finish his thoughts. Compare that to any major US news provider (CNN, Fox, etc.). Had this interview been on a US news program it would have...
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Until
She said we looked alike,
or acted alike, or
perhaps mirror images
of both of her lives, back home
and back here, in the now.
There was something with dancing,
and Israel and Russia. Brazilians
and ripped pants, torn and tossed.
Unspoken, naive,
and I arrogant and self-involved.
You never kissed back the
second time. Perhaps it was because
I couldn’t find that book.
You left...
“Breaking away and moving a comfortable distance from poverty seems to require a...”
– The Working Poor: Invisible in America, David K. Shipler (via whiskeyleaks)
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Israel: The eroding consensus →
“And that is why Obama has to act decisively and without waiting for permission from AIPAC, Dennis Ross, or the Democratic party’s fundraisers.
The importance of an Obama plan is not that Netanyahu accept it right away; the Palestinian leadership, which is weak and suffers from its own issues of legitimacy, might not embrace it immediately, either.
Rather, it is important as a way...
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You Left That on Purpose, right?
It’s all about fighting,
it’s all about each other,
it’s all about working,
it’s all about laughing.
It’s about seeing ourselves in everything,
in all lands and in all eyes. It’s smiling
when your two front teeth have long been gone.
Or saying hello, when you’re only four feet tall
in a land of six foot giants. Or grabbing
your trumpet to play...
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A tattoo of a gypsy,
an untuned banjo,
a beautiful voice.
A short crop of curls,
a dress above the knees.
Hot humidity in the
middle of March.
A forecast of slight showers
and a beautiful woman, kinked
hair and disturbance in the
form of speaking out.
ndnick:
Nas - Nas Is Like (Sourface Remix)
“He who does not understand your silence will probably not understand your words.”
– Elbert Hubbard (via thelittlesea)
I Am Joaquin by Rodolfo Corky Gonzales (click link... →
whiskeyleaks:
Yo soy Joaquín, perdido en un mundo de confusión: I am Joaquín, lost in a world of confusion, caught up in the whirl of a gringo society, confused by the rules, scorned by attitudes, suppressed by manipulation, and destroyed by modern society. My fathers have lost the economic battle and won the struggle of cultural survival. And now! I must choose between the paradox of victory of...
