I'm The You You Forgot... The Only One That You Know You Can't Lie To
Senator Obama wrote another book. i read the first chapter of it, and i have fallen in love with him all over again. it's not out until October, but it'll be interesting to see the response it gets. he is... fiery. i am developing a bad bad case of hero worship, and i really do try to fight against that kind of thing. honestly though, like Sarah says to Samara in Destiny, i could do a lot worse in the choice of a hero. nothing wrong with a little admiration.
it's funny, though. in the book, he mentions how busy the life of a Senator is, yet he still managed to write a book in the one year he's been in office.
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i mean, i'm just saying.
so this guy, Dr. Michael Eric Dyson wrote a book "deconstructing" Bill Cosby's commentary on the social state of African Americans.
seriously.
you know, i was going to unleash a whole diatribe on how i really need people to come up with their own shit and leave other people's opinions alone, but it's not worth it. i'll just say that my people irk the hell out of me. i'm irked. nothing new, there.
and come on. Ebony? how do you celebrate Black Music and not feature Michael Jackson? what kind of bullshit is that? exactly what does a publication get from insulting an artist? i don't understand. every time i start to feel guilty for not having subscriptions to Essence, Ebony & Jet, something like this will happen to remind me of why i don't. fuck you, Johnson Publications.
well, it's a fine, lovely Monday morning, isn't it.
it's funny, though. in the book, he mentions how busy the life of a Senator is, yet he still managed to write a book in the one year he's been in office.
...
i mean, i'm just saying.
so this guy, Dr. Michael Eric Dyson wrote a book "deconstructing" Bill Cosby's commentary on the social state of African Americans.
seriously.
you know, i was going to unleash a whole diatribe on how i really need people to come up with their own shit and leave other people's opinions alone, but it's not worth it. i'll just say that my people irk the hell out of me. i'm irked. nothing new, there.
and come on. Ebony? how do you celebrate Black Music and not feature Michael Jackson? what kind of bullshit is that? exactly what does a publication get from insulting an artist? i don't understand. every time i start to feel guilty for not having subscriptions to Essence, Ebony & Jet, something like this will happen to remind me of why i don't. fuck you, Johnson Publications.
well, it's a fine, lovely Monday morning, isn't it.