Poem of the Week – Ten Crack Commandments

I been in this game for years, it made me a animal
It’s rules to this shit, I wrote me a manual
A step by step booklet for you to get
your game on track, not your wig pushed back
Rule nombre uno: never let no one know
how much, dough you hold, cause you know
The cheddar breed jealousy ‘specially
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Get Out: The Duplicity of Modern Liberalism


So I recently went with my fiancée on a movie date to see Get Out, Jordan Peele’s first major cinematic offering to the world of horror and suspense. While it was billed as a film that takes a somewhat tongue and cheek approach to the state of race relations in contemporary North America, actually watching the film left me with a far different impression. To me, the film was more an allegory for the duplicitous nature of modern liberalism and its hidden dangers. While I will not deny that it managed to simultaneously ruin suburban living, orange pekoe tea, spoons, bingo, and Victorian china cups for me, I am going to say that I really loved this film. Continue reading

Hymn to Ishtar



1 Sing ye of the goddess, the most fearsome of the gods,

2 Praise be upon the lady ruler of men, the greatest of the Igigi!

3 Sing ye of Ishtar, the most fearsome of the gods,

4 Praise be upon the lady ruler of the people, the greatest of the Igigi!

5 She who gets excited, clothed in sex appeal,

6 adorned with fruits, charm and allure.

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Poem of the Week -Night has Fallen (Alleyl Dumay)

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Night had fallen and behind closed doors everyone was sleeping
Thunder called out with a clamour of rain like shots from a thousand rifles
So was my wailing heard that they thought it a lion approaching
For men the spine and ribsides are the body’s central support
I am shut away now from the eyes through which I used to see
Only God knows the source of my lamentations
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Blog Post – Why Black Stories Matter


A long time ago I remember watching American History X, a 1998 crime drama that followed the journey of a young man into, though, and out of the Neo Nazi movement. There was a particular scene in this film that stays with me even today. One of the main characters was a high school student sitting at the table with his father discussing his English homework. As he listed the books his class was covering, his father suddenly looked up from his plate and asked why great books are being exchanged for Black books. Let me say that again, he asked why GREAT books were being replaced by BLACK books. At the time, barely in high school myself, I simply brushed it off as an aspect of a character I was meant to dislike. The depth of what he said was completely lost on me.

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