'You're not to be so blind with patriotism that you can't face reality. Wrong is wrong, no matter who does it or says it.' '•Malcolm X
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I re-watched Malcolm X last night:
I cried again: it wasn't a fluke.
Denzel, my man, playing the Man with No Name.
Best role since He Got Game.
Less you count Fallen, where he fights Azazel,
with all the little fingerfuckers on the loose,
black cats everywhere -- vamoose!
(Too close to home. I triggered.
Wouldn't let my catty wife touch me.)
Great soundtrack: I forgot that.
Billy, and Sam E. Cooke, and jazz riffs
A change is gonna come. Unh-huh.
And honking saxophones in sorrow for a Harlem
filled with junkies and pimps and Toms.
Mighty Whitey sniggering on the sidelines.
By any means necessary.
By any means necessary.
Babylon must fall. Fall down. Go boomboom.
It's all now the Harlem Malcolm scathed at.
Lady Liberty's a harlot, drinks Drano, see Taxi Driver.
We're fresh outta you-talkin-to-me mirror scenes.
Anti-heroes everywhere -- too much savoir faire. You ask me.
Gotta glutta Yale girls on their knees though.
Hillary peeking through the keyhole at excess.
This year, or next:
Vote Trump
and end it all.
Then we can all caterwaul
together.
Y'all.
