WALK THIS WAY

I am not sure how many people reading this are true sports fans, so I took it upon myself to offer this First Take.  It's important to note that when the basketball mecca of the world has a hoop's team that flows deep into the post season, New York City will feel like riding down the Broadway's bonanza of boutiques , catching all the green lights, in a yellow cab, holding a black American Express, weaving your brown hands through two weaves on each side of you, while both beauties believe that you are "other" Ray Lewis. 

As for the game itself, the New York Knicks blew a 4th quarter lead to the mostly light-skinned Indiana Pacers that was wider than a Kardashian gap during an HBCU homecoming.  You may be asking who the f@$ cares..., which is a fair question. Butt, then you also have to ask yourself, have seen Khole lately?  She is more open than a 2am HOV lane in Elmhurst.   

side bar

I believe that one day a Kardashian is going to whip my ass, which would be a 180 for them. 

Let's be clear, sports are no different than religion. It means everything to their supporters & nothing at all to their detractors.  In fact, the only people that profit from either are the puppeteers dangling the invisible strings.  Dr. Jah King (who clearly didn't have many fans in Memphis) once said "The most divided time in AmeriKKKa is during the hour of worship".   I really miss him.  At any giving time, the people in the front row at the Garden of Eve own a net worth that is more than the combined wealth of 99% of the rest of the country.  Ready for more sad irony, having the Knicks in the NBA playoffs actually benefits the US economy.  Forget the fact that you have 19,500 -- MSG's seating capacity -- screaming lunatics hoping the mostly black teams continue to tap dance in front of a mostly white audience. 

The truth of the alternative is..., if those Kiggerbockers stop fetching they may start to think.... "Hey since we are the only reason this arena is full of stars and this system is so profitable, we should all come together and buy a team in the league we pretty much built.  What if they start to think our families don't benefit from the sweat pouring out our veins on these floors. Instead, our families are more likely to land a job cleaning them.  Perhaps one of those Kardashian balla's wives can use their legs to kick THAT door open. Perhaps.    

Now we know none of the white owners want black people to start thinking... that black people can be on Wall Street despite the fact that black people built their own Wall Street and the replica is less than 6 miles from where the caged birds are currently singing (and dancing).  

Money, It Must Be the Shoes...

Honestly fam, I grew up in the Bronx rooting for the Knicks and my favorite player was Bernard King who as like Chuck D and Neno Brown to me.  Bernard's lightening quick jumper used to have opponents shook like a Saint Bernard in an elevator of people holding White Castle Bags.  However, when the game ended, King rolled through the city like a Rakim single parted the streets.   King wore number #30, so when I started to play ball, I wore the number 15 because I wanted to be half the player he was.  And you thought my wit started when I measured Barack's ears?

When I look back, I often think about what if I would have stopped trying to be Bernard King and focused on who was paying him?  Perhaps my Visa card wouldn't say Knicker Please when I swiped it. 

Epilogue

The moral of the story isn't all that tricky.  As long as all we keep doing is singing and dancing, the person holding the leash will keep feeding the starving, hunger, insatiable desires from the frenzy of fans. Then, in the morning when all 99% of those fans (that have no real tangible or vested interest) are back at work, crying about the game's outcome, the oligarch owners (win, lose or draw) will wake up the same morning, but they will go for a 6-mile walk and not just to buy a longer leash. 

1 love, 

Ray Lewis 

Nobody Wins When the Family Feuds

There is no secret that throughout her tainted history the USA have been involved in some unforgettable battles (and that's putting it mildly).  It's that bloody history that will remind us..., that just one day before there was an actual "Independence Day" to celebrate (using the term celebrate loosely), there was a three-day, bloody Battle of Gettysburg.  The conflict between the Union and the Confederate marked the turning point of what we now know as the Civil War (April 1861).  Some people would call the Union's victory a win for independency. 

Of course, the Confederate (unable to digest such a loss) decided to erect a Confederate Flag to mark its participation. Just think for a second just how ignorantly arrogant one has to be in order to hang a flag in a war that they lost?  It would be like Elon Musk-y winning a paternity case. 

Eighty-two years earlier, a Battle of Yorktown propelled this very same land to become one of the most prosperous in modern Western civilization. This despite just how uncivilized the wars truly are.  

Some credit the ambition and wherewithal of (then) President, George Washington, who simply refused to wave a white flag.  The real truth is..., the outcomes of most battles are decided long before the gloves are ever tied.  There is no coincidence that many of today's USA residents don't really feel like a victory lap is in order considering many have not experienced the freedom or independence that either war boasts. In many ways, these wars are still active even if the opponent is not nearly as clear.  

… We bring knife to fistfight, kill your Grandma

We kill you iddy bitty ants with a sledgehammer

Don't let me do it to 'em, dunny, 'cause I overdo it

So he won't confuse it with just rap music…  jewels from Jay-Z's 2001 Blueprint 

Mr. Morale Vs. Moral of the Story

The Kendrick Lamar vs. Drake beef wasn't really a fight between 1 and 1/2 Black emcees.  This fight was more about Culture vs Commercialism, and which flag the society truly supports.  In one corner you have K. Dot, the culture's cornerstone from Compton.  In the other corner you have mainstream's erection, Aubrey Graham, the outstanding Orator from Ontario.  

In the early "Karen" Polls -- which also tracks just how much mayonnaise is in a beef produced by Mustard -- it doesn't even seem like a real fair fight.  However, for the first time since an Obama run the people got to chance witness what happens when the "referees" aren't on the presumptive winner's payroll.      

"Some of the greatest battles will be fought within the silent chambers of your own soul."  Ezra Taft Benson

On any level playing field the culture, talent, justice will prevail.  Always.  This is why Drake is suing.  Drake is accusing the machine (the same one that made him a pop icon) in helping K. Dot obliterate him.  He probably forgot that evil people only do evil things, even if you were once the beneficiary of these shenanigans.    

Jew Think I'm Playing

I am often called a radical extremist, (which really hurts my feelings) when the honest truth is..., that's what I am fighting against!  Why else would you ever know who wack-ass Bruno Mars is, yet have no clue who Skyzoo (one of Brooklyn's illiest) emcees is?  Why would you know (or care) who Taylor Exit Swift is, but not know who Eric Roberson is, or Rahsaan Patterson, Hiatus Kaiyote, Donnie, Moonchild, Seba Kaapstad, Jordan Rakei or Cleo Sol or.... I wonder which side of Drake's DNA (the light or dark meat) he used when he attempted to sue his brethren at UMG? 

WHO's YOUR DADDY

Only in AmeriKKKa can a Puff Daddy be crucified for sexual assault and beating a woman in his robe, while the Vatican City gets all puffy about selecting a Pope who has a history of using their robes to hide sexual assault.   

Epilogue 

Now that the black smoke cleared from the all-male, robes-only meeting in the Vatican City, the world can breathe a sigh of relief knowing that the Ultimate Holyman, who rides in a bullet-proof whip, is here to restore your faith.  The new Chicago-bred Pope, Robert Francis Prevost will have to find a way to navigate through some of the most intense world battles ever.  

'I Ain't Sayin' She's a Pope Digger"

Some people expect him to carry the liberal torch that Pope Francis left burning in the LBGTQ (I may need to buy a vowel) community.  Others will expect Minister Chi-Raq to exercise some balance between baby oil and holy oil -- and the dwindling lines at Target.    

In lieu of tithing, I am offering this quote to the Pimp My Ride resident: 

"There are some fights that are worth fighting even if you lose; while other fights aren't worth fighting even if you win."   

In the end, it's my hope that Rome's new Robe Runner concludes that when the family does feud the top five answers won't be found on AmeriKKKa's history board.  

1 love, 

Ray Lewis

SHEDEUR SANDERS' CROSSROADS

 

There are many layers to the Shedeur Sanders saga, so let's begin to unpack a few.  Let's start with the number of black owners in the NFL.  While you are spending useless time counting something that doesn't exist, maybe you can shift your focus to digesting that since 1942 the NFL was a non-profit organization. 

Commissioner, Roger That Goodell sent a letter to the all-Klan NFL team owners alerting them stating that: "The league’s nonprofit status is a 'distraction' and the league office, and its management council would file returns as a taxable entity for fiscal year 2015." More impactfully, the league is currently classified as a 501(c)(6) under the Internal Revenue Code. Think about this additional quote from Roger Rabbit: “The change in filing status will make no material difference to our business,” said Goodell in the same letter.  

e-BONIC TRANSLATION:

"Homies, let's change our filing status before these new nigg-s decides to "Target" us after church." After all, the last thing we need is for our image to be burnt in a Tabitha Brown fryer." 

Notice I have not mentioned one thing about Sanders' talent or how he, two-way phenom Travis Hunter, along with roughly 37 black transfers 180-ed the Colorado Buffalos.  

That's right, a football program that was 5-18 (a 27% wining ratio) two seasons before Sanders and Hunter arrived -- flipped to a 2-year record of 13-12 (92% winning clip, including a 9-4 playoff run this year).  

Now from a purely sports perspective one can argue that Deion's senior seed has very similar traits to the senior Sander's college alum, Charlie Ward.  And those sports facts could've played a major role in Shedeur's NFL projection and subsequent dip in the draft.  I could buy some of anyone selling that.

That is an absolutely fair critique, especially considering that they had a similar (football) style and stature.   Ward, despite winning the Heisman Trophy (college football's top honor), was never drafted by an NFL team. Instead, he went on to spend 10 years turning the ball over for the New York Knicks (SMDH). At least you can't blame Ward's dismay on his dad flying in helicopters between NFL and MLB games showboating how far more superior black athletes were, are and always will be..., unless you put a big black baby in "Karen" the porn star. 

Side Bar: I think Shannon Sharpe's last name is very misleading.      

Sanders was eventually plucked by the Cleveland Browns in the 5th Round of the NFL Draft, and based on the slave owner's projections 5th Rounders will (generally) sign a four-year contract worth approximately $4.6 million or 1.9 million less than what Shedeur made in college. 

Epilogue: 

It's really hard to feel sorry for a 23-year-old that can subtract $1.9M from his previous year's college "earnings" and still be a multi-millionaire.  One that works 4 hours per day, 16 days per year while avoiding rush hour traffic or having to walk home sipping a cold beverage while eating Skittles.  Or maybe, just maybe this is a lesson for us to clean our version of our societal lens and remember how the slaves' talents were evaluated by their owners who didn't feel like their value was even worth feeding them from the best part of a pig or in Sanders' case a buffalo.   

1 love, 

Ray Lewis 

HOW THE WEST WAS WON

 

There are just over 425 days until the next presidential selection. And from all the unofficial, official, on-air political pundits, cable news polling stations, barbershops & Mar-a-Lago folders, we've got the latest numbers in and it's shaping up to be a big one. As of this scribe, here are your Top 5 Presidential Candidates:   

No, seriously. In a country where you can literally talk to every sane and eligible voter, these numbers (above) are the hands-on favorites to "win" the next selection. What's even scarier, is that you know some of the people that were polled... There were quite a few Karens, some Taylors, and at least one Bruno along with a host of Jeromes. 

Now then, keeping with this “Top 5” theme, now would be a good time to remind you of the 5 constitutional criterions to becoming the president of these Western Shores:  

• You have to be a natural-born citizen of the United States.
  [I thought the use of the word 'natural' was pretty funny.]
  
  
• You have to be at least 35 years old.
  [The youngest in this selection is twice that age.]
  
  
• You have to have been a resident of the United States for 14 years.
  [In Florida that means your vote counts twice.]
  
  
• Not be a woman.
  [At least not outwardly.]
  
  
• You cannot have an afro.
  [At least not after your official announcement.]

Slight side bar, I have been celebrating the "50 Years of Hip-Hop" all year. Hell, I even had my first birthday party; a hip-hop themed bash. Celebrating hip-hop has been a blast, but I have to be honest with you... the results of this political poll have been troubling to me.  So much so that I decided to conduct my own People's Party Poll. And I must say, I have been flat-out astonished at how sadly similar the results of my People's Party Poll are to the above-mentioned.  

In fact, I am so flabbergasted that I am going to seek some additional context to those evil poll numbers. I use the term EVIL because the people that I have been polling say..., A huge part of their voting logic is based on selecting the lesser of two evils. And according to my poison ivy education, the eventual winner will be evil. Right?   

I didn't want to assume that such an inane strategy would result in an evil result, therefore, I decided that my People's Party Poll would be 5 simple, scenario-based questions to see if that logic remained true to my community's beliefs.  

In this poll you can actually vote with whatever device you are using to read this. Using technology will alleviate long polling lines, hanging chads, babbling blue-eyed blondes, electoral colleges, and people sexting Clarence Thomas. Get ready....

Question 1: 

Let's say you hear a loud scream from your neighbor's house. It's late, but you get dressed and hurry to their front door. Just as you are about to ring the doorbell, you notice the door is ajar, and a robbery is taking place. In a split second, you and the intruder lock eyes (you pee while he is holding two murder weapons in his bloody hands). He speaks first and says...: "How do you want to see this end? (Select the scenario that best supports your position)

a) Shoot him with 2 bullets to the head or 1 slice to the throat. 

b) Give him 1 bullet to the head, 1 in the chest, then slice his finger off.

c)  Let him go, enter inside and partake the rest of his sweet tea and skittles.  

Question 2: 

It’s been a long week and Saturday night rolls around. You are gearing up for church in the morning and suddenly you get a call that your pastor of 20-years is taking an unscheduled leave and no further details are available.  Now a few weeks have passed since that non-profited news, and this shocking announcement still has you understandably disheveled. Nevertheless, this church that you call home (an oxymoron, I might add), that you have attended for decades and have made significant contributions to, is holding an election to select the next pastor…, here are your choices: (Select the person that best supports your position)

a. R. Kelly

b) Bill Cosby

c) Jussie Smollett 

FYI: Jussie replaced Jeremiah Wright, who was on the ballot... but the current president vetoed his nomination because he thought Jeremiah's rhetoric was detrimental to the faith-based community following him.  

Question 3:  

The candidates running in this selection are tasked to pass a form of legislation that will improve the lives of Americans, particularly those in under-served communities of color. (Select the candidate that best supports your position) 

Candidate A: Decides to extend the Patriot Act for an additional 10 years.  

Candidate B: Decides that members of these underserved communities can now buy 1/2 priced stock in private prisons; but only if a family member has served time in (said) prison for a nonviolent offense (i.e., smoking weed).

Candidate C: Has partnered with Wells Fargo to bring low-interest loans to historically redlined districts, but he also had to agree to pardon the former Wells Fargo CEO, John Stumpf. 

Question 4: 

There is a pothole on a highly traveled road. Over the years the hole has grown and now the heavily traveled street has cars that are experiencing blown tires, bent wheels, major wheel misalignments and broken axles. Recently a 24-year-old driver named Tyrone sped through this (now mammoth) hole and crashed. His hairless head went through the windshield, killing him instantly. There was a press conference scheduled to provide some hope for a change honoring Ty, as he was affectionately known. (Select a candidate that best supports your position)  

Candidate A: The front-runner, decides to mention the fatal car accident during a campaign event. Donned in his blue-collared shirt and rolled up sleeves, he took to the news podium and said: "Ladies and gentlemen of this shit hole of a community..., I want to address the unfortunate tragedy involving Terrell. Holding his earpiece feverishly, Candidate A clears his throat to continue: "As your new U.S. President, in my first term, I am going to build a hospital for anyone traveling down this potholed street, so whenever anyone hits this pothole, they will have a place to fully recover.  We are going to name the hospital after Tyler so none of us will forget him.   

Candidate B: Took the stage later the same day on another news outlet and said: "There is no reason that Tyrone, who had a lengthy criminal history, should have died this way.  Brushing the dirt off his shoulders, Candidate B continued: "How many more peers have to die in these sinister streets? Not waiting for an answer, he continued: “Tyrone is the only child of his single, unwed, unemployed, BET-watching mother and he didn't have to leave us like this.  As such, when I become president, my first order of business is to rename this street Tyrone Windshield Drive.

Candidate C: This campaign doesn't have the same national attention because this candidate doesn't have the same funding as his Wall Street-backed candidates. Nonetheless, Candidate C released a statement from The Schomburg Center for Research in Harlem. That statement (in part) read: "When I am done with this interview on Sway in the Morning, I am going to change my clothes. Then, a few of the locals and I are going to get a permit from City Hall. Once granted, we are going to block off the street, work with a local developer who designed this building, and we are going out to fix the hole. 

Question 5:

Hitler and the Devil are running in a hotly contested race. Remember the people from my People’s Party Poll told me, in no certain terms, that our ancestors died for this right to vote. 

I am curious... who would you tell the ancestors that you pulled the lever for in this choice? More importantly, how would you explain how this West lost in the only Race that ever Mattered?  

1 love, 

Ray Lewis 

Soul Session Vol. 12

                           Blind Faith

There are 30 more days left in what can only be described as one terribly taxing year.  History will remember 2020 as one of the worse 8,000 hours in modern memory.  I, never being one to spout pure hyperbole, thought it would be befitting to end the year by getting the perspective from one the world’s greatest pontificators.  And for this truly Honorable special guest, we decided to wheel out the welcome wagon and sit down in one of the very best gospel dens in America..., Moods Music.  Moods is a cozy, cultural, comforting corner spot located in the tie-breaking state of Georgia. 

This very quaint music burrow is sliced in a pizza-sized section of Atlanta called Little Five Points.  Moods Music is the harmonious centerpiece of a 2.5 mile-long, commercial retail strip in a distinctive district of East Atlanta.  Natives and tourists alike scurry in and out of the exclusive music enclave hoping to re-discover their inner soul.  In this quest for love and understanding, I couldn’t think of a better place to unpack the burning bumper sticker quandary…., What Would Jesus Do? Well, here at Ghetto Proverbs we decided to go straight to The Source.  

So without further adjournment, GP would like to offer a warm welcome to our clandestine guest Himself…,.  Mr. Jesus of Nazareth.

GP: Wow…, I must admit, I’m a little nervous. 

JC: A little???  I’ve witnessed better ideas in a fortune cookie!! 

GP:(smiling) I’ve always thought of your humor as vastly underrated.

JC: I hear you have many theoretical thoughts about who I am. 

GP: Well, I have less of a concern about who you are and far more concerns with who your fan base thinks you are. 

JC: Hopefully they will feel the same way about you when this is over. 

GP: I guess we’ll find out in a few hours, huh?  Well, let’s get started.  I am pretty even-tempered but for some reason this seems a bit different. I don’t know…. 

JC: (interrupting) Assuming your intentions are pure that’s all the confirmation you need, no matter how you’ll be judged in the end.

GP: Thank you, J-Hova.  Can I call you J-Hova?

JC: No.

GP: (swallowing at my failed attempt at humor) So it’s been a minute since you've been here, huh?

JC: Well, that depends… Many of my followers will tell you that I have never left them!

GP: Yeah, but those same people will tell me that your birthday is in 24 days too!

JC: So we're just going to dive right in? No warming in the bullpen or nothing, huh?

GP: You know me better than most, therefore you shouldn’t be surprised. (continuing...) Many of your followers would say it would be nice to have a more tangible example of your presence.  I mean with this being one of the worse years in recent memory, even your most loyal followers would like to witness a physical acknowledgement from you, wouldn’t you agree? 

JC: Perhaps.

GP: Well, your followers seem like a great place to start. 

JC: You keep saying “Your Followers” as if you are excluding yourself?

GP: (smiling at the obviousness of His checkmate-like posture) Most of your followers are in the Western Hemisphere.  Contrarily, people that question your physical existence seem to reside anywhere BUT the West.  Do you think that’s a coincidence?

JC: There is no such thing as coincidences.  

GP: What about the Knicks winning the first NBA Draft Lottery?

JC: Really???  You should probably leave the comedy to the veterans.

GP: Noted.  But if most of the Western Hemisphere believe that you and your Father are the ultimate deities and everyone outside of this tainted land feels as though your teachings are more allegoric in nature — that cannot be a fluke, right?

JC: What do you think?

GP: I think you aren’t used to the interview protocols!

JC: That’s pretty witty for someone with such limited, sacred schooling.

GP: Well to quote Mark Twain: “One shouldn’t let schooling interfere with a good education.”

JC: Not a bad quote coming from Missouri’s second most famous resident.

GP: Who is the first?

JC: Miles Davis.

GP: (kool-aid sized grin) So you are a music fan, huh?

JC: Music is the Key to Life. 

GP: It’s like you are reading my mind (thinking..., spoiler alert).  

JC: Really... (gazing at the sun dwindling, as if He has somewhere more important to be)

GP: I know you are busy, so I want to get your insights on some rapid-fire questions…. if you pardon pun?

JC: (shaking His head) You may want to use this valuable time more wisely and less foolishly. 

GP: Yeah, I know, sorry, JC.  Let me ask you this: Why was it necessary to write a New Testament?  That would be like someone re-making Nas’ Illmatic.  

JC: Didn’t Elzhi do that?

GP: Wow…, very impressive!!

JC: As for your New Testament question, what do your peers think?

GP: That depends on who you ask?  Many feel like the New Testament has a single, more consistent theological focus.  They feel as though your remixed “direction” in the New Testament seems more tangible or much easier to honor or obey than the laws in the Old Testament.  In fact the Old Testament consists of several different theologies and dare I say many contradictions?

JC: (curious look with eye brows raising) Care to give Thou an example of those contradictions?

GP: Hmmm..., Well, I may have to…."take off my coat/clear my throat…”

JC: (blank stare) Rakim?  Really. (shaking His head).

 
GP: Okay, Well…. according to Deuteronomy, I can’t remember where..., God commands His people to swear in His name.  Then, later in the same chapter you said: “To swear by anything is a form of evil.”  It’s like the whole east coast/west coast beef heating up again. 

JC: I know you are nervous and who trying to implement an idea best found in a fortune cookie wouldn’t be?  But you should temper your silliness. And to answer your question, that quote came from Deuteronomy 6-13, perhaps you should read it again. 

GP: Noted. (continuing, even though we both kinda knew I really wasn’t going to adhere to JC’s "less humor" suggestion) In the Old Testament, divorce was acceptable, as was polygamy. However in the New Testament, neither are acceptable. Isn’t that a blatant inconsistency?   

JC: It is, but the better question would be..., how does that make you feel?

GP: It feels like the textbook definition of a contradiction. Which I am sure the First Council of Nicaea didn’t give enough credence to.  They just assumed people would simply take their word (so to speak).  The First Council of Nicea were lucky that most of your followers truly have no idea who they are.  And, the followers that do know who they are were trained not to question.   

JC: As a journalist, and I am using the term loosely here, you should understand that the written word can lose its origin over time.  And, the more often The Word is revised or translated, the further from the original message it will be.  It’s up to the reader’s understanding to decipher the difference and draw their own conclusions.   

GP: That sounds like a pretty convenient conclusion—and a dangerous one too.  I mean, what if the people don’t understand the differences? It’s like this last election here in America with Joe Biden and Donald Trump.  We have people that think voting for the lesser of two evils is a productive way to govern a society. And most of the voters don’t even know what the 3 branches of government are.  How can you hold elected officials accountable if you don’t even know how the system works?  How can you understand the words in the Bible if you don’t understand it's origin?  

JC: (staring) So is THAT your question?

GP: Well, sort of.  My actual question is: What if the people, your followers in particular, feel like questioning anything in the Bible is a form of disrespect to you?  How can they ever understand your Ultimate plan?  What if there are metaphors and they are taking the words literally?  What if a scientist reads the Bible, how should they interpret these parables?    

JC: Everyone, including you, should take great comfort in knowing that curiosity is the foundation of wisdom.

GP: That would make a cool t-shirt!

JC: (shaking his head in disbelievement at the continued silliness) 

GP: Okay.., I have another serious question.

JC: Finally. It seems as though you are finding your footing James-Ball-of-Wind.    

GP: That ’s funny, J-Hova.  Let me ask you this: How do you explain to people that it is counterintuitive to adopt the teachings of the very people that enslaved you? 

JC: (smiling) That footing didn’t last long, huh?   Can you be more specific?

GP: Sure. Why would anyone’s faith be tied to a nation that is run by the oppressive slave owners that robbed the people of their name, their culture and history?  Why would people trust the word of the oppressor that raped and killed the women and children and castrated the men that stood up for them?  Why would anyone turn to their teachings for their salvation?  That seems ludicrous to me!   

JC: I think you spelled "Ludacris" wrong. 

GP: Sorry, I didn't know we were reading from the Book of Hip Hop!!

JC: (shaking His head) As I said in Hosea: My people are destroyed for lack of knowledge: because thou hast rejected knowledge, I will also reject thee, ... "Lack of knowledge, of God."

GP: Hosea Williams... from the ATL??  

JC: More bad comedy, huh?

GP: Sorry, but I find comedy to be a huge part of my coping medicine. Besides, Hosea Williams was a lot like you.  He often fed the village of many with very little and he developed a huge following because of his humanitarian efforts.  Both Hoseas were pretty righteous. Besides, I really think comedy is underrated.

JC: Not in this exchange.  

GP: HA!!  Well, JC, do you think there is a difference between being Right and being Righteous?

JC: Of course.

GP: Which is more important?

JC: The one that is wrapped in the most honorable intent.

GP: Care to elaborate?

JC: Sure.  What is your intent of this blog?

GP: How much time do you have?

JC: An eternity.

GP: That’s witty.  Well, I love my people….

JC: (interrupts) All people or just the people that look like you?

GP: Honestly..?? 

JC: I think I would understand if you weren’t.   

GP: Well, this blog is a way for me to repay the people that shaped my life’s journey, especially the musical pioneers.  I want to give something back to a community that has helped me find my voice. I feel indebted to them.  I want my community to understand how much of my life I owe to them.  The greatest artists and poets make me unafraid to speak truth to power. They continue to teach me to challenge the status quo…, even if the same people crucify me (no offense).   

JC: Really… (hand covering face...) Really..??

GP: I want to use this platform to thank the artists that have inspired me, like (Chuck D, Rakim, Nas, Bob Marley, Donnie, Eric Roberson, J. Dilla, KRS-1, Mos Def…

JC: (interrupting) His name is Yasiin Bey.

GP: Yeah, I like Mos Def better, it's way more poetic and it has more swag!!  

JC: (grinning) well, I like James Baldwin, yet here I am, talking to you.  

GP: That’s cold, JC...

JC: (chuckling aloud) Continue...

GP: Finally, Ghetto Proverbs is an ode to my Uncle Eric.  He was the most amazing man I had ever met in my life.  Again, No offense.

JC: None taken.

Uncle Eric's House of Wisdom

GP: My Uncle taught me to be who I want to attract.  He taught me to stand up for whatever I felt was my unapologetic truth, as long as my research and approach was honorable.  Uncle Eric taught me that poverty was a temporary padlock & intellect held the key.  He taught me to show the world how being a good, clever, well prepared man can help to shape or change the world’s future.  He taught me to be brave and fight for your beliefs.  Finally, he told me that if God grants me another day, the least you can do is get out of bed and help carry out some of His duties. He was an incredible role model.  I just wish he was still here to see my progress. (wiping back tears..)

JC: Do you need a minute?

GP: Nope.  These watery eyes are from the burning incense in here. (that lie was obvious to us both, but easily forgiven..., at least one would hope)  

JC: How do you know that your Uncle Eric isn’t here?

GP: "Whatchoo talkin' 'bout Willis!!"  

JC: (shaking His head) … I see you are feeling a bit better. Not being able to see someone should strengthen your faith in them, not abandon it.  You should always behave like someone is watching you, even if you cannot see them.   After all, that is what character is all about…., who you are when no one is watching.    

GP: What do you say to people that feel like seeing is believing?

JC: I would tell them that, “Just because a man lacks the use of his eyes doesn’t mean he lacks vision.”

GP: Wow. That would make a cool t-shirt too.

JC: Well... Thankfully the man who said it made a better Bible...

Stevie Wonder I Songs in the Key of Life I Tamla Records I September1976  

JC and I took a much needed break to do some reflecting on this woeful year. We instead listened to the surrounding sounds, while He examined the landscape of Moods Music and the people..., sort of doing inventory if you will. And I just continued to write...  

I know many people are dejected, hurting and scrambling to avoid this invisible pandemic that is picking off loved ones like a sniper aiming at a daycare.  I know that it is hard to keep putting on designer masks when (deep down inside) many of you feel as though this society isn’t above designing the virus to exterminate the most venerable wearing them.  Sometimes you just have to stop and ask just how truly evil can an evangelical society be?  Or more importantly, what can be done about it?   

Most of us just need to go back to the basics, like strengthening our immune systems, washing our hands more than often and strategically socializing whenever and wherever possible. Others may just put it in Jesus’ hands (which by the way is now full of CDs). 

But if you are looking for a jolt of inspiration, you can pick up one of the most historical hymns that any musical theologian has ever witnessed: Songs in the Key of Life.  ...Just might be the best musical project ever created.  And this vinyl work of genius is the ONLY LP that every household, regardless of race, creed and color should have.  When historians are discussing the 7 Wonders of the World, it seems (almost) blasphemous to omit the name Stevie Wonder (caustically speaking). The real irony, is that one of those 7 Wonders is a well-known Art Deco statue of Jesus Christ in Brazil.    

As our tête-à-tête with the Templed One wrapped and we decided to let the needle find the grooves on Songs in the Key of Life… we both just watched the crowd bob & weave to it...

“Love's In Need Of Love Today” – Like any great mythological mission, this LP begins with a sermon.  Stevie explained that he always wrote from a place of gratitude.  And the inspiration of this particular song was Wonder’s pregnant wife.  His wife also inspired the mega hit “Isn’t She Lovely” [found later in the LP] which was written for his newborn daughter.

“Have A Talk with God”  
JC: (breaking his silence, with an outbrust) I REALLY LOVE THIS SONG!!!

GP: Really? (sarcasm boiling) I didn’t see that coming! 

One thing that is crystal clear, no matter who you are or what you believe is your ultimate destiny.., it really helps to seek a Higher understanding for this journey through life.   This month, it just so happens that I took Stevie Wonder’s advice…, literary and literally.   

“Village Ghetto Land” – I obviously didn’t know this in 1976, but this song (in part) inspired the name of this blog.  The actual stimulation came from the Gang Star single “Above the Clouds.” "Village Ghetto Land" is a verbal mirror and we should all be saddened by the reflection.     

“Knocks Me Off My Feet” – When was the last time someone actually brought you to your knees in total admiration?  Well, this song, like this interview, is littered with those types of moments.  You will run out of superlatives describing the brilliance of Songs in the Key of Life — and this song is only track #7. 

“Joy Inside My Tears,” “Ngiculela - Es Una Historia - I Am Singing” and “As,” are all amazing pieces to this vocal puzzle and its the epitome of poetry.  Do me a favor, just find a cozy corner and let these songs stich your soul back together again. Trust me, you will feel better about the future.  

For now, I am going to end with the beginning…..

“Black Man” – It is almost unfair to call this a song.  This single is more like a historical passage. “Black Man” was written by Stevie Wonder and Gary Byrd (who also wrote the equally impactful “Living for the City”). The underpinning of this song is an ode to Crispus Attucks, who was the first black man to die in the American Revolution.  There are conflicting stories of whom this black man, Crispus Attucks really was.   Therefore, there are conflicting tales of his impact and the effect his death had on this society; and ultimately how he would be remembered…., just like the Black Man interviewed for this final session...

GP: ... (turning to JC in deep appreciation for His wisdom and understanding)  Do you have any final words for the people?

JC: Hindsight is once again 2020!  

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Ray Lewis

Soul Sessions Vol. 11

IT’S TIME FOR A NEW PARTY 

There are pros and cons to living in any generation.  For example, the Baby Boomers (1946-’64) proudly watched the passage of the Civil Rights Movement. Then, shortly after the new freedom rang, they were softly tapping their hearts when the face of the Movement was assassinated in a bloody act of the Master’s plan.  The Generation Xer’s (1965-’80) rode the explosive wave of the personal computer, then [nearly] burned down an entire city after witnessing the brutal beating of Rodney King.  The Millennials' (1981-'96) PR department worked overtime capturing some of their pendulum-shifting events like: gay marriage, Hurricane Katrina and the debut of MTV’s Real World—which arguably launched the game-changing reality television epidemic.  No one alive on October 3, 1995, will ever forget the O.J. Simpson Trial.  All eyes in the western hemisphere were glued to that contentious courtroom circus, which by all accounts turned the idiot box into Pandora’s.   

When the Simpson verdict tore the racial fabric of America further apart, it was hard to image that things could’ve gotten much worse—yet, here we are.  The infamous railroad tracks that historically separated black and white neighbors finally landed a hall of fame face to stir the racial tension that is now thicker than a Serena Williams seat cushion.  This intense divide blazed for a decade and a half, then in January 2009, the unthinkable happened.  On one seasonably brisk winter afternoon in D.C., the collective climate warmed when the United States of America welcomed the very first Black President, Barack Obama.  

There aren’t many pre-Millennials that would have ever thought they’d live long enough to see that day—even though there are many feeling a tinge of survivor’s remorse.   

Despite all of those extraordinary moments, something was still notably absent in the fabric of the close-knitted black community.  I believe what every post-Baby Boomer's generation is missing is far more subtle.  

The energy, emotion and the ethical make up that is missing from what every black community household should have is a partner to dance with.  

Let's turn the clock back a few decades for a moment.  I remember experiencing this really low-key vibe at this 1984 blue-lit basement party.  The mundane event got a jolt when the DJ dropped the needle on Cheryl Lynn’s 12-inch smash single, “Got To Be Real."  It felt as though everyone at the party did a black quarterback scramble looking for a partner to waltz with.  Many of the shaggy-haired, pinky-fingered ringed, notepad carrying dudes at the party, threw in a breath mint, checked their gold time piece, then poked the top of their bic pen…, were ready to capture the soon-to-be dance partner’s 7-digit (landline) number.  

The blue light party playbook repeated when a rapping New Jersey trio, called the Sugar Hill Gang, dropped “A Rapper’s Delight.” That song's 11-year radio run watched everyone from 18 to 80, take turns butchering their favorite lines, while rapping in the dancing eyes of their smiling partner.  And who alive during that time will ever forget when this obscure U.K. band, Soul II Soul ignited the States with their classic, summertime anthem, “Back to Life?” There wasn’t a person in the room that checked their beepers, because the only person in the world that mattered at that moment was dancing right in front of them. 

In the summer of 1979, the Nile Rogers foundered band, Chic, captured all of those amazing “Good Times” with their 8-minute, culturally-changing R&B single, that became the soundtrack to this fairly new phenomenon called Hip Hop.  All of this joyful music led to the explosive night club scene in America.  Many of those night spots were a safe house to asking a young lady & (a few cougars) to dance.  If someone would have written a manual, it would look like this: 

Step 1: The not-so-impromptu strategy session unfolded between songs.  Believe it or not, most men pegged their dance partner from the time she enter the room— sometimes in the parking lot.  Unbeknownst to her, he made sure she checked off all of his predetermined boxes.  a) No wedding ring (check);  b) Sexy, subtle, stroll (check); c) Real hair (ehhh…);  d) Black back-to-the-Motherland curvatures (check, check, check); e) Semi-interested facial expression when her favorite song played (check).    

Step 2: Waiting for the DJ to spin his signature, sure-fire party starter..., and every DJ had one.  For some disc-jockeys, Frankie Beverly’s “Before I Let Go” was the secret weapon.  Other DJ’s flooded the floor with a Kool & the Gang crowd favorite.  For decades it was Michael Jackson that kept the sweat-pouring bodies off the wall. 

Step 3: At this point the only thing left to execute was “The Perfect Positioning.” Every man had to make sure that he was in the right striking distance, anticipating the exact time the DJ’s hypnotic fingers would drop the magical single.  After all, there is nothing worse than having to walk back across an entire dance floor after a failed attempt to secure your Brown Sugar’s permission to show off the newest moves.  If the guy wasn’t careful his plan would implode, and he'd be left watching his would-be dance partner smiling with some Howard Hewiett-lookin’cat who rehearsed the same playbook.  If you were a step slow and missed the DJ’s que, your plan had to have a contingency.  This aborted mission involved “an exit strategy” that mapped a clear pathway to maneuver and avoid the walk of shame back to the dimly-lit bathroom area.

Every Friday and Saturday for decades was filled with this fun-loving adaption of love.  Some people saved their bi-weekly paychecks in hopes of finding the perfect outfit.  Many women slept standing up on Thursday night, just to keep their hair fresh for that Gap Band single that will drop a bomb in the club and ignite a flame that will burn in their lives forever.  Meanwhile, their male counterparts got the game-plan together by fine-tuning their Thursday nights at the local car wash.  The brothers seeking love would spit-shine their rides, then conclude the plan by cracking the plastic seal on the new pine car fragrance that was shaped like a Christmas tree.  The only motivation behind these silly roleplaying rituals was to hope that the weekend parties would change their romantic lives forever.  Watching this cultural phenomenon play out every weekend is what led to the watercooler huddles on Mondays. 

Sadly, because todays generation doesn’t dance anymore, many young men and women will never experience how to court.  Many of the above-mentioned antics may have seemed silly, but they led to so much more, in-person “getting-to-know you” events.  Those treasured moments led to everything from men opening the car doors or covering women from the late-night rain.  Today's generation will never know what it’s like to feel the heartbeat of a stranger, twirling on the dance floor, being tightly hugged to a Luther Vandross or Tina Marie or James Ingram single.  These real life soundtracks are treasured moments that started families—possibly your family that is reading this now. 

There is one Generation X-er that dedicates his life to keeping this starry-eyed party alive.  Eric Roberson, born September 27, 1976, is one of life’s most prolific, romantic, rendezvous-writing poets ever.  The Rahway, New Jersey rhymester has a catalog of treats that is reminiscent of the golden era of courting.  

The Howard University grad is the ghost-writing, vocal virtuoso behind some of the more noted artists like: Jill Scott, Carl Thomas, Dwele, and Musiq Soulchild just to name a few. Some of E-Ro’s signature songs are just bursting with amorousness.  It would be impossible for me to pick my favorite Eric Roberson LP – although Music Fan First or The Vault Vol. 1 are mainstays and the perfect antidote to mending the torn fabric of this society.  Instead of dissecting one of those treasured treats, I’m going to (instead) build a streaming playlist for Generation Z and beyond.  My only request is to please find yourself a special someone to listen to the playlist with.  Who knows, you might even move some furniture around….  

1. “Can I Borrow You” (Music Fan First August, 2009): This song is the epitome of flirtation.  Right from the start E-Ro ignites a flame between a guy in the club and a woman that checks all his boxes.  The caveat is the impossible-to-ignore dangling carrot on her ring finger -- the night unfolds from there. 

2. “Shake Her Hand” (Mister Nice Guy November, 2011): On this single the feverish flirtation is reversed.  This time the man has a beautiful woman at home, but meets Mrs. Right Now in the club. The young lady senses his apprehension, despite the obvious mutual attraction.  On this song in particular, if Eric wasn’t such a brilliant song writer, he could have clearly wrote the treatments for the “hit” TV show Cheaters. 

3. “Couldn’t Hear Me” (The Vault Vol. 1 July, 2003): This is hands-down my favorite Eric Roberson LP & this single jumps starts an 11-track project of pure flames.  E-Ro’s signature love triangle takes a back seat to a man who is more in love with his craft than his woman—who tries everything in her power to remain supportive.  Her true feelings couldn’t be masked, nor can the incredible groove from this single.

4. “Rain on my Parade” (The Vault Vo. 1):  Anytime I am quizzed on my preference (or lack thereof) for gospel music (which happens often), this is the first song that pops into my head.  The 1970-like, melodic pace and deliberate lyrics will simply curl your soul.  The beach front feeling has a bridge that will have you searching for a sea of escapism.  If you ever get the chance to see Eric in concert and he does not perform this song, you need to ask for a refund.      

5. “Too Soon” (Left March 2007): Eric’s early production days are magnified on this analog-sounding masterpiece. “Too Soon” is the textbook definition of open communication.  I don’t know many people that will be THIS forthright, this early in their relationship, but it certainly worked well for the headphones.

6. “Picture Perfect” (Miser Nice Guy November, 2011):  A woman’s heart will melt at the poetic portrayal from this heavenly description.  Oddly, one of the most prolific and vastly underrated emcees, Phonte Coleman (Little Brother) wasn’t necessary on this single.  And you probably won’t live long enough to ever hear me say that about Phonte again. 

7. “Dealing” feat. Lalah Hathaway (Music Fan First August 2009):  One of the fair criticisms that I've heard detractors say about Eric Roberson is that they aren’t a fan of his voice. While I vehemently disagree, I do understand that music can be a lot like food and every taste bud differs. Well, Eric more than addressed that when he tapped the heavenly Lalah Hathaway for this one.  It’s unimanageable to love R&B music and not add this single to the rotation.., but hey, there are black people that love Chinese food & hate Jamaican food.      

8. "I'm Not Trying To Keep Score No More" (The Box July 2014): In addition to E-Ro’s implausible songwriting ability, one cannot underscore the videos that underline his dry-witted sense of humor.  I think this playful ingredient is the spice to most successful relationships and this video will underscore that fact.  

9. “God In You” (Wind 2017):  It’s impossible to miss the overt appeal of this rather simple selection.  I will say this…, you can spend your entire life searching for someone to sleep with, but real joy begins when you find the person you cannot sleep without.

10. “Summertime Anthem” feat. Chubb Rock (Mister Nice Guy November 2011): There is something electrifying about the summertime in urban cities.  The schools are out, as are the shoulders and hips of the (mostly) female teachers building the minds that shape our future.  The vacations are plentiful and the weekends seem more meaningful.  Eric Roberson has dedicated his life to harvesting the relationships between men and women and nowhere is this more evident than on this Will Smith remix & the Spike Lee iconic summertime movie classic, Do The Right Thing. 

In less than 72 hours the election scoreboard will sadly reveal the “winner” of one of the most quarrelsome, combative and hopeless political races any generation has ever seen.  And for the first time in my life, I will probably go to bed early, because the only thing I’ve learned over the years is…, "when the elephants and donkeys fight, it’s always the grass that suffers." 

If we are ever going to change the trajectory of life in the black community (specifically) and mankind (generally)…, we are going to have to find the perfect partner, wrap that person tightly in our arms and find a better party to attend. 

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Ray Lewis