Aladdinsane <head>The First Man

The First Man

Don L. Lee wrote the poem WE WALK THE WAY OF THE NEW WORLD . I chose it to open my page which is dedicated to the endless search for truth and identity. It is quite a process to filter through the crime and trifling lies fed through our society daily. Whether at the workplace, or in public settings, or even at home - image and pressures are constantly exerted to attain, maintain, sustain illusory standards and market sales. How can we get accurate information from which to decide issues for ourselves? I believe television is a narcotic tool used to lull us into sedentary hibernation. The premises and plots of most t.v. shows includes: Sex and violence, pandering to juvenile "cheap thrills" with big explosions and chicks with big boobs and hair. Reality t.v. shows i.e. "40 Cops Arresting One Shirtless, Barefoot Drunk". (Is this the ultimate acknowledgement of life in a police state?) Sitcoms, or situation comedies are numbing and dumbing the audience with one-dimensional charactors and one-word, one-gag skits. Meanwhile,Talk Shows exist. Ricki Lake, Jenny Jones, Tempestt Bledsoe - each show an audience empowerment program and book fair for the latest "pop" shrink. Watching that garbage has driven me to alternative sources. Kill your television. It divides communities into markets, beliefs become tendencies, and identity is spread into charts of demographical data; the media owners then sell the lists to the politicians through their lobbyists and PACs. Real News is hard to find on network channels. Bereft of options, we have reelected the president and one half of the Congress... email your representatives and senators tell them that accountability is a feature of our government and shared goods and resources should be equally accessible. Why drop out of society? Remove the liars and thieves.

WE WALK THE WAY OF THE NEW WORLD

we run the dangercourse.
the way of the stocking caps & murray's grease.
(if u is modern u used duke greaseless hair promade)
jo jo was modern/ an international nigger
born: jan. 1, 1863 in new york, mississippi.
his momma was no mo militant than he was/is
jojo bes no instant negro
his development took all of 106 years
& he was the first to be stamped "made in USA"
where he arrived bow-legged a curve ahead of the 20th
century's new weapon: television.
which invented, "how to win and influence people"
& gave jojo his how/ever look: however u want me.

we discovered that with the right brand of cigarettes
that one, with his best girl,
cd skip thru grassy fields in living color
& in slow-motion: Caution: niggers, cigarette smoking
will kill u & yr health.
& that the breakfast of champions is : blackeyed peas &
rice.
& that God is dead & Jesus is Black and last seen on 63rd
street in a gold & black dashiki, sitting in a
pink hog speaking swahili with a pig-latin
accent
& that integration and coalition are synonymous,
& that the only thing that really mattered was:
who could get the highest on the least or how to ex-
pand & break one's mind.

in the coming world
new prizes are
to be given

we ran the dangercourse,
now, it's a silent walk/ a careful eye
jojo is there
to his mother he is unknown
(she accepted with a newlook: what kind wd u do if someone
loved u?)?
jojo is back
& he will catch all the new jojo's as they wander in & out
and with a fan-like whisper say : you ain't no
tourist
and Harlem ain't for
sight-seeing, brother.

Look, Read, Choose, and Read Again.
ADDICT
LOCOMOTIVE
NURSE

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The Black CNN
African History
The Invisible Man
African Mirages
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Alchemy and Historians
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