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Thursday, February 05, 2004
 Calming Crack
Well... Looking back at my rant, I displayed all the incoherence and vehemence of a true crackhead. I became that which I abhor - some cracked out loon cum rebel with a purported cause.

Me Sorry.

Now that I've calmed down, I can state with relative ease that my rant was really about the cult of personality, and how it permeates so much of our society. The whole twisted 'image is everything' paradigm became more than just the slogan for whatever camera Andre Agassi pithced back in the day - it has become what a large segment of society bases their value system on. From reality shows that catapult 'ordinary' people to celebrity status to the entertainment luminaries themselves, who have to engage in acts of outlandish one-upmanship in order to burn themsleves into the adulating masses' evanescent attention-spans. Please allow me to quote one Spike Lee:

"What's gonna be next? It's getting crazy, and it's all down to money. Money and fame," said Lee, the director of "Malcolm X" and "Do the Right Thing." "Somehow the whole value system has been upended."

[©AP via Yahoo!News]

It's coming to a head people... it really is. And what happened at the SuperBowl was like another solar flare before the real storm comes. At some point, this tear in the fabric of society's collective reality is gonna just rip right down the middle... like the curtain in the temple on the day Christ died - rent in twain, my bruthas and sistas... rent in twain.

Amen.

[Portions of this sermon may not be re-broadcast, re-published or re-transmitted without explicit consent of the UrOnCrack crew]

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