Monthly Archives: November 2008

HAMBONE, HAMBONE HAVE YOU HEARD? 5 NOV. 08

barak_shoes“You may say I’m a dreamer,but I’m not the only one. I hope some day you will join us. And the world”… yada-yada-yada.

Folks…            F-F-F-Folks?????     Pf-f-f-folks!!!!!!    Fam?!      Family.  Yo.

Remember climbing this mountain. Respect the opposition. Climb it everyday while handling yr business. Climb it easier each time. Know why you climbed the mountain in the first place. Climb with a purpose. Don’t just plant a flag and sell coffee at the base of the mountain, come down and tell the people how tranquil the air is at the top of that mountain. Encourage others too climb that mountain. Remember climbing that mountain. Respect the mountain. Respect the opposition. Climb it everyday while handling yr business. Be prepared to die and prepared to kill while climbing that mountain. Know why you climbed the mountain in the first place. Take your time. Climb with a purpose. Don’t just plant a flag and sell coffee at the base of the mountain, describe the vista up there. Give that purpose to another generation.

shall we?

Oh yeah…uhhhh, Michigan passes a Medical Marijuana:

*swipe fromme Le Detroit Free Press*

 

Michigan voters approved the use of marijuana to treat debilitating illness today, according to an examination of key precincts by the National Election Pool, making the state the 13th to sanction so-called medical marijuana.

A spokesman for the Marijuana Policy Project in Washington, D.C., chief sponsor of the ballot initiative, said that after today’s election one in every four Americans will now live in a place where patients can use marijuana without fear of prosecution.

Though it isn’t as progressive as California’s Prop 215 (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Proposition_215), it’s a step into the right direction for a state being hit hard by an ailing auto industry and rampant mid-western ignorance.

Yeah, there is a peace pipe on the top of the mountain.

suggested reading:ay_bk_400

Paramhansa Yogananda’s “Autobiography of a Yogi”, excellent reading for mountaineers.

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Shhhh…Listen, can you hear those rabbit hearts beating? 4 Nov 08

dramaticmccaingopherI hope the sheer amount of vibration from the buck dancing of my enthusiastic brethren & sistren causes heart attacks around the world for anyone ignorant enough to fear or loathe an intelligent man because of the color of his skin.

Boog-a-loo, Riverdance, Salsa, Smurf, Wop, Uprock, Foxtrot, Charleston, Pony Down, Errol Flynn whatever you need to do to express yourself, I suggest song and dance. Dance this nightmare era of arrogance & ignorance into history.

Speak in tongues. Hump the air, but know that regardless of an Obama victory or a McCain victory…we cannot go back to business as usual in this country again. We have to acknowledge that the paradigm has shifted…not shifting. Let’s see what we do with that reality.

Here’s to your progress America. I hope your growth is painless.

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Dumb Up & Get Down: End of An Era? 3 November 08


So what have we learned in the last 8 years?  

I’ve learned that there is nowhere to run too,baby…nowhere to hide.

I’m exhausted.

It’s hard to ignore so much bullschitt. It’s hard to tolerate the ideas/careers made out of bullschitt. It’s hard to stomach a society that can seem so complacent that it is constantly rationalizing bullschitt….settling on bullschitt, accepting bullschitt.  

I know the planet isn’t going to spin through a magic door overnight and suddenly all of our wrongs will be righted…but if you’re a bullschitt ass motherfucker I would hope that all of the lip service given to “hope” and “change” in the past 18 months would put a bug up yer ass. I am as optimistic about the future, as I am realistic in regards to the sovereign assholes that insist on dragging their bullschitt into the future… 

My party gon’ stay live, please don’t make me kill you bullschitt ass motherfuckers.

Turn that schitt up + pass me that joint, let’s get all this work done.

 

 

Cussing makes me feel perky. It’s called survival.

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