One man's attempt to resist the social pathology of anti-intellectualism, the vapid mindset of the "Cult of Personality," and the scourge of baseless, irrational thought. Failure is highly probable.
Wednesday, February 21, 2024
Fear of a Black playing Country music.
So Queen Bey released some Country songs from her new, unreleased album.
Rhiannon Giddens is featured on one of the tracks, playing some banjo. I discovered her more than a year ago. And now, some white supremacists are complaining that Blacks are taking Country from them.
Well, that really ain't true. It might be an overstatement of fact to say they stole if from us, first. But just like most "American" music. If it were not ours, Black folks' music, singularly, first, it was built on stuff that was first, ours.
I am tagging John McWhorter, because he is the Black man so stupid he runs around saying "Western Culture" is the best. But that Black man does not mean, far as I know, because it is greatly stolen from other, not white European folk. And I am tagging the OWL because even if she hasn't mentioned this "story" yet on her blog. If and when she does, she will either say something so ignorant about Black folk I will want to lump her in with certain, unsavory and ignorant (regarding not white folk,) white Americans. Or she will do that odious thing, given the number of unsavory and ignorant (regarding not white folk,) white Americans who comment on her blog. She will post something about the white supremacist driven fake controversy, without real comment, and let the white supremacist trash spew any kind of anti Black white supremacist trash they like in the comments section, short of using the En word. As if use of the En word is singularly the signifier one is white supremacist?
I do babble sometimes. I need to get back to watching the vid.
Well, the last time I took the Jung-Keirsey Personality Test, the results informed me I was a Counselor Idealist. I normally would say it was my cynicism that led me to Law School. But yes, somewhere in the back of my mind, there still is a battered, hammered, starved, exhausted, nearly-fully defeated Idealist, that hopes for the day when he can regain what strength he formally had, if not thrive.
I am not a "People Person." I am definitely "Wonky."
I despise stupidity and moreso, deliberate ignorance.
I despair the chance that either our Nation or the Whole World will ever get out of the seemingly-suicidal spiral of sinister and senseless suffocation of souls.
I am prone to excessive alliteration and wordiness.
I strive to restrain my baser nature, and give way to the Angels of my Better Nature, but every now and then, the Angels lose the battle.
I truly have no use for phony people, or false heros.
I abstain from what is known as the "Cult of Personality."
I may not be from Missouri, but I believe, seeing is believing.
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