Cynique

And the creature from the ghetto sewer a/k/a sarass continues to drool.

Speakin of deluded "niggas who aint shit", sarass, the wanna-be head-nigga-in-charge on AALBC has emerged from her hole again, tryin to whip folks in line - with her tail.

Then there are those like you who are in a constant state of denial that is complicated by an aversion for the truth. Your perspective is skewed because you are mired in your comfort zone.

You did put survivors into categories including calling some of them "monsters" in your maudlin blubbering. You're so addled brained your don't even realize what you're writing .

Putting the survivors of a deceased person into categories serves no purpose. Death is a fact of life. How it affects the living obviously depends on the role a dead person played in the lives of those he or she leaves behind.

In what area do we collectively have power? Boycotts are as much a sacrifice as they are powerful. When it comes to the black voting bloc, it may elect a candidate, but the candidates who it elects don't keep their promises. To whom do Jay-Z and Dr. Dre answer?

Today, June 7th, would've been Prince's 58th birthday. Back in the 1980s, my 2 daughters were Prince fanatics. And it wasn't long before after being constantly exposed to his unique funky sound, I became a fan of his too, even accompanying them to his concerts over the years. In the early 90s, however, I pretty much abandoned the ol boy because his music no longer hooked me like the songs back in his hey day. "Adore" was the last song by him that I really dug. But I did take the title of my last self-published effort "The Only One", from a line in his song "I wanna be your lover." Saturday, my daughter is having a belated birthday observation for Prince. All the invitees are requested to wear purple and nothing but Prince albums will be played. She's expecting about 25 people because all of her friends were Prince devotees also. I will be there, too, partying like it's 1999. Prince was not only mischievous, he was also mystical, something I dug. A lot of double entendre is contained in his lyrics as well as cryptic messages. In one of his biggest hits "Let's Go Crazy" his words proved to be prophetic. R.I.P. Prince Rogers Nelson. I'm just hangin around, hoping to see the results of the presidential election, then - come what may... I've been crazy long enough. Prelude to "Let's Go Crazy" by Prince Dearly beloved We are gathered here today 2 get through this thing called life Electric word life It means forever and that's a mighty long time But I'm here 2 tell u There's something else The afterworld A world of never ending happiness U can always see the sun, day or night So when u call up that shrink in Beverly Hills U know the one - Dr Everything'll Be Alright Instead of asking him how much of your time is left Ask him how much of your mind, baby 'Cuz in this life Things are much harder than in the afterworld In this life You're on your own And if de-elevator tries 2 bring u down Go crazy - punch a higher floor...

Well, people power, - or being in a position to wield influence at a given time under given circumstances, is often a spontaneous or temporary fix. It pacifies people but does not necessarily solve a problem independently of government input. Kanye may have had the power to unleash his fans on Manhatten but he wouldn't have had the power to undo the effects of an armed police riot squad that would've responded. Communities leaders from all walks of life, including the newly-appointed black police superintendent, are trying in all manner of ways to get young blacks in Chicago to put down their guns. But nothing is working! The gang-related and random killings continue on a daily basis. It is a major crisis and one that is not responding to mob psychology. The public rhetoric of charismatic black leaders is like "preaching to the choir" because the ones who hear it are not the offenders. The perpetrators of murder and violence are controlled by the power they derive from holding a gun in their hands.

@Pioneer1My answer to the question you asked Del, which he apparently thought was too obvious to answer is no. I do not think "AfroAmericans have enough power in this nation to join government institutions and do major things without being 'allowed' to by the dominant White populous." President Barack Obama is proof of that, along with another prominent example in the person of his retired Attorney General, Eric Holder, who was constrained in his actions about the treatment of blacks by cops. Why the hell do you thinks black folks are always bitchin? And very few blacks wield any such power in the private sector except maybe, Oprah. Certain music czars like Jay-Z and Dr. Dre can pretty much call their shots. Yet, blacks don't have a lot of influence in the film industry. Yes, there are blacks with private fortunes but they have not accumulated the wealth to be inducted into the "ol boy" network of power. Power is rarely shared. Diluted power is doled out to what you refer to as police officers, mayors, congressmen, college students, heads of organizations, but these blacks all answer to "The Man", even if they were among the voting bloc who helped elect "him". IMO. Do you disagree?

Actually, it's been a running "joke" since way back in the 1920s, that boxers acquire "cauliflower ears" and end up being "punch drunk" from getting their brains beat out. I heard on the news that, although all of his other organs were shutting down, Ali's heart was still beating strong, and he was squeezing the hands of his loved ones, until his wife whispered to him that it was OK to go...

Thanks for the shout out, Troy!

Hopefully Troy and CDBurns will have something constructive to contribute to your request for input. Although I have self-published, it's not something I currently have anything of substance to speak about. I confess that what hooked me on your post is how you, a writer, headlined your article. It should read; Are black literature and the arts going through a whole new renaissance instead of: IS black literature and the arts going through a whole new renassaince. You used incorrect grammar and misspelled a word.

Reverse psychology aside, anything to send you slithering back to your hole. Hopefully you'll get through the night alone. Try playing with yourself like you usually do, you psychopathic pervert. LMAO.

Crawl back in your hole. You're stinkin up the place.

There the dummy goes, disobeying instruction by quoting from the previous post, apparently on the sauce again. Too bad sarass didn't remain in her hole instead of slithering back on the scene, unable to stay away because she's so lonely and rejected and deserted.

I don't doubt that the story itself was romanticized fiction, but I do think that its setting and lesser known revelations about slavery are accurate. Snoop Dog's call for a boycott of Roots supposedly went viral and I think a lot of people, especially those of the younger generation, agreed with him and did bypass this TV event.. And if it would be more apt to compare Roots to a current black series as opposed to a single movie about gangsta rap, there are a few black TV programs that come to mind - but they're all comedies. LOL . No denying that the production put a lot of black actors, and behind-the-scene staffers to work, not to mention rapper T.I. who appeared in the last episode.

Well, the televised re-make of Roots came to an end and I, personally, was enriched and educated by ignoring calls to boycott it. I have yet to see the gangsta rap film, "Straight Outta Compton", which I assume would be Snoop Dog's preference for black folks to watch instead of a saga about slavery, but I don't think it could have been any better than this re-make of Roots. In critiquing this TV special, I am not inspired to give a long detailed analysis. My impression of it can be summed up in a paragraph. IMO, Roots was in the genre of a classic, character-driven epic and was well-produced, well-directed, well-cast and well-acted. Its in-depth portrayal of the slavery experience was effective, accurate and, in some instances, horrifying. Woven into its generational story line was melodrama and adventure, tragedy and comedy and it all began with the charismatic Kunta Kinte, a proud young Mandingo warrior sold into slavery by his enemies and shipped across the Atlantic to America, where he and his descendants were forced to live in bondage until the civil war freed the slaves. The latest version of Alex Haley's narrative was simply a good solid effort and was well worth watching because the subject matter was, in a word, "compelling" I liked this re-make better than the original because it was more prolific. Since few movies are totally flawless, however, I'll give Roots 31/2 out of 4 stars.

Funny words coming from someone who could be an "ad hominem" poster girl, someone who has a compulsion to debase old people, who cusses someone out for wounding her pride, and who belittles anyone who works for the post office, or who enlists in the service, or who drops out of college, all the while claiming she loves black people. And sara's constant insecure boasting about besting others can only be described as the delusions of a person whose idea of outfoxing someone is to simply say that she has done so, desperately hoping somebody will believe her. The only thing that rings true in her self tribute is the comparing of herself to a Frankenstein monster being menaced by torch bearing villagers, - a liar whose pants they've set on fire.

...and of course there's the PETA brigade whose members never met an animal they didn't want to rescue, especially ones that have been plucked from the wild and classified as an endangered species. Any time there's an incident where one of these beasts ends up being shot to prevent it from attacking a human, the animal advocates bare their fangs, immediately coming to the defense of their furry friends, offering the rationale that these predators were just doing what they do, and humans should stay out of their way. True, of course, but how often do humans do what they should do? Never mind that this little black boy who managed to drop in for a visit with "Harambe", the silverback gorilla housed at a zoo in Cincinnati, could also be considered an endangered species. The idea that a gorilla had to be killed because the kid got too curious was a travesty in their point of view. Or does it matter that those-in-the- know agreed that shooting the big ape was the safest thing to do. Out came the protesters, eager to demonstrate where their priorities lie. And it wasn't long before the executed Harambe became the trending topic on social media.where rabid posters were snarling their outrage. A FaceBook page was even set up to memorialize the hairy brute, casting him as a victim and bidding him to rest in peace. King Kong would've been envious. I don't doubt that once the toddler's race was revealed, this exacerbated the indignation even as it provided a way to avenge the death of Harambe by going after the parents for not being able to keep up with their 4 year old who was determined to emulate Tarzan. So now this couple is being harassed and investigated for negligence. And - the beat goes on, Somewhere, someplace, groups are still droning that "black lives matter". Yeah, right. Almost as much as animal ones do.

I actually don't remember that much about Richard Wright's career, Troy, because I was in grade school during his rise to fame, and by the time I reached high school, the genre of his books wasn't my cup of tea, so although I started Black Boy, I never finished reading it. Off the top of my head I do remember seeing a movie based on Native Son in which Richard Wright, himself, actually played the leading role. The movie wasn't very well done and was dark and rather depressing. I also recall that Wright became radical in his politics, flirting with Communism before becoming an ex-patriot, moving to Paris. I was never a big fan of his because he seemed so into white women, and what also sticks in mind is reading that he was very dismissive of black female authors, reportedly engaging in a feud with whom I believe was Zora Neale Hurston.

I'm having a time trying to get to the board, Troy. I think when you deleted quotes it disabled my browser which is out of date. Once I was finally able to get here through the "back door", i still can't cannot fully navigate to topics. Oh well, see ya, when I see ya. I don't have anything of interest to post about, anyway.

Yes, it behooves people to be accurate about quoting Ol Will. Interesting how sarass can get Shakespeare's quotes correct, but can't follow Troy's instruction about quoting, putting herself at risk for being kicked off this board. something that would devastate her because she has no life - just 4 walls and a mirror to enable her narcissism. "Is this a dagger I see before me?" No, sarass, that's your snotty nose.

So we're unlucky because the messianic martyr is still among us, singing her praises.

After butchering that sentence, you got a lot of nerve calling somebody a dummy. Say what?

Gee, aren't we lucky to have this martyr among us, replete with her messianic complex, so lost and lonely that she'd rather be among people she holds in contempt than to be alone in her own company. LOL