Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Dr. West speaks


Most of you who know anything about me know that I am a big fan of Dr. Cornel West and his literature. It is always interesting for me to read a person's writings and also be able to see them speak their mind. The process of producing words is quite different when spoken and written. I have supplied here some links to some of the best short videos of Dr. West I have found online so far. God bless the internet. Check them out if you've got a minute to watch a brilliant man (and Toni Morrison, too!) speak on the essential.

-HVC


This is a 3:34 clip of Dr. West speaking about Barack Obama's accountability and his notable absence from Tavis Smiley's Covenant with Black America Conference:

Watch the clip here

This is an episode of the Tavis Smiley Show (PBS), which features Dr. West. It is 24 minutes, and they cover just about everything. This was my introduction to Dr. West:

Watch the show here

A one-minute clip of Dr. West with Toni Morrison, discussing Jesus as part of the Roman empire, and how his story is relevant to us, as part of the American empire:

Watch it here!

This one is a clip from the same seminar as the one above, and features Toni Morrison more than Dr. West, but a very important piece of understanding is shared, and you can see that even Dr. West is a bit blown away by it. It regards the American reaction to 9/11:

Watch Toni & Dr. West here

I hope you appreciate the videos! There are always more if you search under Google video. Most are longer, so I didn't include them this time. But see for yourself!

Monday, April 9, 2007

"I can feel the city breathing, chest heavin', against the flesh of the evening"


"The new moon rode high in the crown of the metropolis
Shinin', like who on top of this?
People was tusslin', arguin' and bustlin'
Gangstaz of Gotham hardcore hustlin'
I'm wrestlin' with words and ideas
My ears is picky, seekin' what will transmit"
- Mos Def (as Black Star)

Just over a week ago, I returned from my 5th and probably final INN mission trip. We spent a week in Vancouver, British Columbia. I won't try to retell all the stories I find relevant, or share all the processes I went through as a result of the trip, but I will share something. Regardless of how something changes me, whether I think it to be good or bad at the time, it is not for me to decide how I am changed, nor through what avenue(s). So I'll just start typing.

To be honest, I didnt' have a great time on the trip. It was the first trip I can say that I honestly don't think I had a whole lot of fun. Is that good or bad? Not for me to say. Maybe on my other trips I had too much fun. I found myself discouraged, frustrated, and tense most of the week. Maybe it was because I was holding myself responsible for helping Seth & Karen lead the trip, and that was making me think differently than I thought I would have to. Maybe it was because I didn't really connect & relate to hardly anyone on the trip that I didn't already have connection with when this whole thing got rolling. Maybe it was because I didn't really believe in most of the organizations we hooked up with while we were up there. Whatever it was, it was that way, and I don't think of that negatively now, a week later, but I sure did then. I was disappointed that I didn't mesh easily with the folks I was with, but that was probably because I was feeling like they just plain didn't like me. Which, even if that is the case, shouldn't bother me that much. I didnt' like most of the organizations we were with because they didn't seem as transparent as I would hope that I would have been. Some people had great connections and experiences with these same organzations, which is wonderful; however, I did not. There was one organization I did like an awful lot, but I will mention them later. So my week was met with unexpected challenges that I didn't anticipate or like having to work through.

I didn't connect with my team very much for several reasons, probably. It doesn't matter so much I guess, but I am curious about one in particular. Like I mentioned, I felt semi-responsible for helping facilitate healthy processing of the new experiences some students would be having, and I was happy to be there for that. I feel very blessed to have seen and done the things I have, and to be there for some folks who haven't seen and done those things yet was a true honor. Unfortunately, without my knowing it, I believe I detached myself from the group in order to be able to gauge their processes, and thereby isolated myself from the shared experience. So even if my teammates were trying to connect and share with me, I was indirectly rejecting them by standing outside the circle, looking in. My fear is that my teammates feel I was standing outside looking down, which is something completely different and not at all intended. In any case, I now feel like the ways that I tried to show leadership on the trip just probably didn't translate in to people's immediate scope of their process, and that despite that, I can just hope that any minor influence I may have had will hopefully contribute to the leaders they become someday.

A great example of that has to do with the organization that I really took a liking to. It is called Agape Ministries, and it is a group that works in service to the women of Vancouver's Downtown East Side (mainly E. Hastings Ave.), the poorest, most densely populated, "roughest" area of town. Every night people from the ministry walk in red jackets through the streets, handing out bags of candy and other sweets to the women who will take them. It is strictly a women's ministry, and the men know that they cannot receive gifts from the folks in red coats. The women though, wow! The women. They came running across busy streets, flagging us down, so overjoyed to choose between 2 or 3 little bags of "Fun Size" candies. As a man, my role was to walk behind/beside the women we volunteered with, and wait for conversation to be initiated with us. We weren't to initiate ourselves. The ministry does this ground-level stuff beautifully. Give a small leisure gift to a person who assumingly receives very little leisurely choices in her day-to-day life. I watched eyes light up like stars, faces brighten like a sunrise, tears emerge like a bursting dam. Happiness and significance is strictly commodity here. And Agape contributes! But even better than that, they talk to the women. They learn names, faces, personalities, stories, birthdays, anniversaries, backgrounds, prayers, everything. The women met every night can pray and be prayed for, can receive a warm and non-threatening embrace, and have a relationship with a person who for perhaps no understandable reason, loves them and affirms their humanity. Beautiful. Agape also provides resources to drug rehabilitation centers, safe housing, medical treatment, and most any other basic human need that they can help meet. They are set on affirming the women they know as loved by God, lovable as humans, and able to love fully and purely as women. Truly a wonderful, useful, necessary thing that is happening in Vancouver.

Well, that leads me to my example. Some of our students (or should I say, all of us) were pretty overwhelmed by our few hours spent face-to-face with the reality of the street life. As I stood and listened to one young woman talk, all I could think of was, "Wow. This really is the belly of the beast." Drug trade and sex trade run rampant and unhidden on E. Hastings. Most of our team had obviously never witnessed with their own eyes a sight like this. So naturally, they were responding purely on instinct. Being somebody who cares very deeply about the consciousness of language, my ears and mind were pierced by some pieces used by some teammates. For example:

"I never would have believed that I would go out in Vancouver at night and hand out candy to prostitutes."
"Why don't they (B.C.) make a food stamp program instead of cutting big welfare checks? It's just feeding the problem (drug abuse, sex abuse)."
"After talking to a few of the homeless guys, I realized that they're just regular people."
"Those people are just living in a different world than me, and I don't think I'll ever really understand it."

I held issue with all of these types of statements, and I did my best to graciously push our young team toward a more conscious way to express what we were processing and beginning to wrestle with. No, I don't believe we handed out candy to prostitutes. I believe we gave candy to women. We know their names. Why we fall in to the despicable pattern of dehumanization by confining them to a stereotype we don't even know is founded in truth, is a mystery to me. I suppose that as young, white (most of us) Americans, we are just raised to believe that we are inherently superior to any and all other people, and to prove it, we will classify every other person in to a subtly self-denigrating people group to make it easy for us to scoff at them. We don't even include them in our minds when we say "we". As I tried to stress these points to the team, I found a room full of blank stares and a few bored sighs. I asked that the team stop using the terms "those people," "these people," "poor people," "prostitutes," and any other inherently segregating language. I don't think it got through that day, or that week, but hopefully it will make sense some day. One thing I've actually learned through Starbucks' leadership training is that strong, effective leadership doesn't have to generate immediate positive response; instead, the strongest and most effective leadership is better gauged by the long-term. So I guess I just have to be happy with that.

So that is what I have to say about the INN mission trip to Vancouver, B.C. If you know me, you probably know that I am prone to wander off when bored and pace around city sidewalks alone. I did in fact do that quite a bit in Vancouver, whether it was known or approved by Seth & Karen, the official staff leaders. One time because I was asked to leave a church service, but all the others because I feel most in tune with the city when I walk it's streets. I used that great quote from Mos Def as the title for this post because I believe it to be true of myself. I walk in cadence with the inhale and exhale of the city, and hope to forge a connection with the heart of the city, by simply walking on it. In that sense, I suppose I can say that the trip I took to Vancouver was overwhelmingly satsifying.

-HVC

Monday, March 12, 2007

LB/Coup/AbCreole = hip-hop



On Saturday, March 3rd, I saw one of the better hip-hop- shows I've been lucky enough to see. Two of my favorite artists at the same show! Quite a steal for $17. I've been listening to the Coup for 10+ years now, after I got their second album, Genocide & Juice. Lyrics Born I have gotten to know through the Quannum crew. I have all their releases except the Coup's Kill My Landlord, their hard-as-hell-to-find first LP. Opening for them was Abyssinian Creole, the two-man team of Seattle legend Gabriel Teodros and Brooklyn emcee Khingz Makoma. Gabriel is a recent addition to the Massline Media crew, hooking up with the Blue Scholars and Common Market. I saw all three of these artists perform on WWU's campus last fall, and all three rocked pretty hard.
AbCreole set things off right--some crazy storytelling and much political inflammation laced in to smart, jazz-induced beats. I'm not sure who does the production for AbCreole, but it sounds like the NW for sure. Gabriel is a gifted storyteller with a lot to say. Khingz Makoma has some crazy energy and has a lot of fun rocking a mic. Get your hands on Gabriel's brand new release Lovework if you want to learn something, and have some fun while you're doing it.
The second group up was the Coup--let me just mention that I've been waiting to see Boots step on stage in front of me for 10 years now. He is one of the most intelligent and strong-willed emcees (dare I say) ever; and besides that, he's a gifted lyricist and one funky badass man. The Coup is made up of Boots and his DJ, Pam the Funktress. Pam doesn't tour, so Boots brought along a 3-piece band (electric guitar, bass, drums) that had so much energy sometimes it looked like they would spontaneously combust. They ran through almost all the tracks from their newest release Pick A Bigger Weapon, but also picked up some of the best tracks from Party Music, Steal This Album, and ended the show with the classic "Fat Cats, Bigga Pimps" off of Genocide & Juice. The Coup is straight up funk-induced, bass-heavy, high-energy, Oakland/Bay area (civil disobedience--"I'm from the land where the Panthers grew/you know the city and the avenue"), pro-Black love, vicious lyricism. They mince no words and pull no punches. The Coup is absolutely necessary for hip-hop, and subsequently, America.
After the Coup rocked my world (and my eardrums), the one-and-only Tom Shimura aka. Lyrics Born took the stage with the touring band he's assembled: electric guitar, keyboards, drums, and a rock-star bassist. LB (like the rest of the Quannum crew) is known for his infinite amount of energy to get the crowd up when he blesses the mic. Not just an emcee, not just a singer, not just a beatmaker, LB is a super versatile artist who keeps you interested through an entire album, or in this case, live show. His first album Later That Day.... almost transports you to the San Francisco/Berkeley part of the bay. The cooled-out funk and soulful lyricism just takes you back (if you've been there, you know what I'm saying). His second album, Same Shit, Different Day, is a partial remix album with new tracks intertwined in. He mixed up his set mostly, playing songs from both recordings, and also a couple of tracks he recorded with Lateef the Truth Speaker, as the legendary Bay area connection Latyrx. LB's got a live album out now called Overnite Encore, which has a show he did in Australia and a few new tracks. It's worth picking up if you like his first two albums. All that I heard about LB's live show was true. Crazy energy, he mixes it up, and of course his tracks sound great live, which is something you don't always find. His band was really talented as you could tell, and his young bassist nearly stole the show. LB also brought up Joyo Velarde, a solo singer signed to Quannum Projects, and their chemistry was great. You can see she shares the same sense of humor but profound sense of self that makes all the Quannum guys great.
The only thing left to mention is that Neumo's, the venue in Seattle, BLOWS. It's a big awkward room with no real great sight lines, and it's basically a hole in the ground off Broadway and Pike. If you have to make a decision between a show there or elsewhere, take your chances elsewhere. It didn't feel like a show, it felt like a big converted basement with bigass speakers.
So check out Lyrics Born, definitely check out the Coup (that is, if you want to get smarter....find out some of the 5 million ways to kill a c.e.o., for example), and don't check out Neumo's. Give AbCreole some love too. Peace.
-hvc

Sunday, March 11, 2007

Captain Sidepart


This is a picture of my short-lived bowl cut (03/08/07-03/09/07). There are more views of it on my facebook page if you are interested. I had been promising to do this for the last year and a half, as a throwback to my middle school years. I hope you enjoy it. I know I don't.

Saturday, March 10, 2007

"Black Gold" documentary review








On Thursday, February 22nd, I was lucky enough to view the documentary Black Gold, a film that features farmers of some of the best coffee in the world. The film played at the Pickford, as part of the 10-day Bellingham Human Rights Film Festival. For more info about either, click on their names, which are links to their respective websites.

Black Gold follows a man named Tadesse Meskela, who works as a respresentative and lobbyist for the Oromia Coffee Farmers Co-Operative Union. His mission is to lobby exporters for a more fair price for the quality coffee that his farmers produce. The Oromia Co-op serves over 74,000 coffee farmers; who, as the film exposes, can barely survive on the income they receive for their product. One farmer interviewed claimed that a surveyor visited one season and established a price of .75 birr (08 cents) per kilo of green coffee, without any negotiation, and that was what he was forced to accept for his coffee. The average price for a kilo of coffee purchased from the Oromia region at the time was 2-3 birr. The average retail price for that same kilo of coffee here in the U.S. is 2000 birr. By that time the green coffee will have travelled through several channels: Processing, Importing, Roasting, Packaging/Distributing, Retailing. The farmer sees the smallest percentage of income in this process. Part of Tadesse's plan is to eliminate parts of this equation--if he can sell directly to Roasters, his farmers can receive the percentage of income that would have been claimed by importers--or if retailers Import and Roast their own coffee, then that eliminates half of the process. It was apparent that the farmers were absolutely not receiving a fair price for their coffee, as they could not clothe, feed (cleanly & healthily), and educate their families based on their wage.

Why does this happen? If one here in the states pays $3 for a latte that has 2 shots of espresso in it, that is only about 100 beans--or approximately 15 grams of coffee, why is the cutback to the farmers so low? Each cup of brewed coffee requires even less coffee, but we still pay between $1.20-$2.00 for it. The film accredits unfair distribution of profit to the lopsided format to the World Trade Organization. I agree with this completely. When the WTO convenes, delegates are sent from each negotiating union. Unions are required to finance their delegates participation, so as a result, richer unions can send more delegates, and poorer ones can send less. For example, the European Union sends 650 delegates, while the African union sends 11. This means that when negotiations and trade decisions are all happening in hundreds (maybe thousands) of closed-door meetings, the African union is unable to represent itself at the same scale that the European Union can. If one continent can only participate in 1/6 of the meetings that another union can, then they are obviously crippled by their logistical disadvantage. Many African delegates are fighting for a more fair system of negotiation in the WTO, but so far to little avail. Currently, Africa as an entire continent only participates in just over 1% of all global trade. If this were to merely double to 2%, it would garner over $70 billion in income yearly--which is over 5 times what the entire continent receives yearly in international federal aid. One delegate for the African union said, "Africa needs aid. But to sustain, Africa does not need aid. It needs trade." This was a focus that I did not expect from the film.

As a Starbucks employee, I was obviously curious about how the film would portray Starbucks, both as an exporter of Ethiopian coffee, and a western socio-cultural icon of gourmet coffee products. As an exporter, I believe they did an accurate and fair portrayal. Most consumers don't know that Starbucks really only purchases about 2% of all global coffee production each year, and only about 10-15% of our purchases come from Africa, and an even smaller percentage from Ethiopia specifically. We are not a major player, especially in Africa. Our main focus is in Latin America, where we purchase over 75% of our coffee. The film acknowledges accurately that the major heavyweights of coffee buyers are Kraft (Maxwell House, Yuban, Gevalia), Nestle (Nescafe), Procter & Gamble (Folgers, Millstone), and Sara Lee (Senseo). Lest we forget that coffee was an international phenomenon long before the U.S. took hold as a major consumer, and that many European brands import significant percentages of global coffee production as well. The U.S. is a relatively new major competitor, only as recently as the last 1980's beginning to play an influential role in purchasing and pricing. Starbucks is becoming more and more of an international icon, but is only slowly growing in it's need to purchase more coffee. Tea is a major focus in many of Starbucks new markets, especially in southern Asia and South America. So Starbucks was respresented accurately as an Exporter in the film.

Culturally, the film threw it's tongue-in-cheek barbs at Starbucks, constantly juxtaposing the love for coffee that the Ethiopian farmers have with the selfish and careless attitudes of many Starbucks consumers, armed with purses, shopping bags, and 24-oz. caramel frapuccinos. Not much love for coffee in those images. The film also shows the original Starbucks store on Pike Place, with the store manager and a barista talking and leading a coffee tasting. The two partners were painfully over-the-top with their presentation, and represented much of what is criticizable about the evolving Starbucks experience: lack of knowledge regarding cultivation of their product, a seemingly artificial demeanor, and a general sense of corporate machinery at its worst. I didn't disagree with any of what I saw; in fact, I appreciated it. Starbucks does not hire based on how much one wants to learn about the industry and what the company is doing as a part of it. Starbucks retail stores hire people who will create a customer desire-focused environment, and appeal to a low denominator of social interaction that satisfies basic human insecurity by affirming vapid and empty behavior patterns. I hope that if I were the partner who was featured in the film, I would have represented the company in a more positive light, especially for the fact that my curiosity with Starbucks has very little to do with consumer appeal, and much more to do with corporate responsibility.

The coffee industry, like any other inter-continental industry, is structurally flawed. Why? Because it is run by humans. Humans are selfish, inconsiderate, and insatiable. Some of the humans in the industry are so selfish that they will discourage a fair trading system, while other humans' selfishness is the only thing keeping their families alive. Many people want to know what they can do. For most, the popular choice is to only purchase Fair Trade Certified Coffee. I think that's a great plan; however, you need to be educated about what you are buying. For instance, in 2005, the average NYSE trading price for a pound of green coffee was $1.20. Fair Trade Certified coffee went for $1.26. Starbucks' average price paid on the market was $1.28. Does that mean they paid $1.28 everywhere in the world for each pound of coffee they purchased? No, like everyone else, they paid what the market decided. But just buying Fair Trade Certified coffee will in general mostly serve more one's desire to feel good about their purchases than it does for the actual cultivators of one's pruchased products. If you are considering different brands of coffee, find out what they are paying for their green coffee, relate that to the regional averages, and then purchase. Buying Fair Trade coffee for the sake of buying Fair Trade coffee is, I dare to say, just as ignorant as not buying it at all.

One must also consider what it means to be Fair Trade Certified. You can go to Transfair USA's website to see what they say about certification requirements, but you should also know that it is a quite lengthy and expensive process for farmers or co-operative to become certified, and it is just not worth it most of the time. In Latin America, it can cost up to $30,000 USD to be certified initially, and a bi-annual renewal of certification can cost up to $15,000 USD. The fact that less than 2% of the coffee in the world is Fair Trade certified indicates (to me, at least) that being certified just doesn't benefit the farmer enough to be willing to spend that kind of time and money. Just for fun, I'll let you know that Starbucks happens to be the largest importer of Fair Trade certified coffee in North America, purchasing about 21% of North America's Fair Trade coffee, or about 10% of all global production (11.5 million pounds, or 5.2 million kilos). So the consumer, once again, needs to be more educated before he or she becomes an advocate for a product or product-related buzzword that he or she in all actuality knows very little about.

All in all, the film was excellent. The filmmakers covered everything--the Ethiopian farmers' living conditions, the love they have for their coffee, the general selfish apathy about coffee that the entire western world has for coffee (the film also shows footage from an Italian espresso bar and the World Barista Championships held in Seattle), the unfair lopsided trade system, and the need for a more fair system which can be achieved by a more educated and willing consumer base that cares for human rights and corporate responsibility. If they ever release it on DVD, go ahead and rent it. Otherwise, if you feel a need to make a more responsible decision about your coffee consumption, make a genuine attempt to learn. Here are a few places you can check out:
Transfair USA
Starbucks' Corporate Social Responsibility Site (Starbucks' Annual CSR report will be published in late March and will subsequently be available online at that time)
Global Exchange
Stay tuned for more of my research findings regarding Fair Trade, "ethical" shopping practices, and corporate responsibility.
Meanwhile, engage, educate, and enjoy.

Wednesday, March 7, 2007

Lifesavas show!


The Lifesavas played a show at the Nightlight here in Bellingham on Friday, February 23rd. I must say that the Lifesavas might be my favorite Quannum Projects group to see live. Blackalicious, Pigeon John, and Lyrics Born all have crazy energy, but I think I connect the most with the Lifesavas performance style and lyrical themes.

Opening for the Lifesavas were two Seattle hip-hop legends! First was Universoul, the newest project taken on by the one and only E-Real, formerly of the foremost underground Seattle hip-hop crew, Black Anger. E-Real speaks from the perspective of the Black American Working-Class Male, and voices the frustration of a trapped proletariat. His presence was felt as soon as his lyrical viciousness started pumping out. As E-Real put it though, he is now 32 years old and feels that he should give up his street name and start to be known by his given name, Asim. So, call him Asim.
After Asim got things started off right, the one and only Boom Bap Project took the stage, 2 MC's and 1 DJ, my favorite hip-hop formula. Three fellas who I always thought were black turned out to be everything but. So that was weird. Boom Bap kicked some crazy rhyme patterns (though mostly not understandable at first listen), and had really strong presence. Destro would fly all over the stage and get in people's faces, while Karim would just flow crazy and wave his big belly around. A lot of fun. I picked up their album Reprogram at the show, to accompany their first LP, Circumstance Dictates.

Finally the Lifesavas took the stage. I had seen them once before, at the legendary 4/20 show at the Showbox last Spring (w/PJ, Fatlip, & Blackalicious w/Lateef), and was blown away by them then. The Lifesavas weren't even on tour this time--Vursatyl & DJ Rev. Shynes came up from Portland, and Jumbo (the Garbageman) flew in from the Bay area just to play this one show. I actually ran in to them a couple hours before the show in Fred Meyer and well, that just made me excited.
They kicked off the show with a couple familiar songs from their album Spirit in Stone, and then went right in to songs off their brand-new album "Gutterfly," due out April 24th. I must say that their new music sounds Incredible--they are definitely creating more complete tracks since their debut. Vursatyl is what his name says he is: a very, very versatile MC. He has an infinite number of rhyme patterns, and he can use them to say anything he chooses. He possesses of my favorite MC qualities: in just 2 bars, he can make you want to laugh, cry, change, and dance, all at once. He is a real big guy and holds his presence hard. Jumbo is both an MC and a producer, and you can tell that he knows the structure of his music and sticks to it hard. His rhyme styles are more structured than Vursatyl's, but less creative. Nonetheless, he still speaks a lot of truth in every line. Jumbo's presence is probably what captivates me to the Lifesavas' shows the most. You can tell he has so much respect for hip-hop music, and couldn't live any other life than the one he's living now. Vursatyl's love for hip-hop is also blatant, and seeing that in them is inspiring.
After some old songs, some new songs, and some crazy songs, they finally talked a bit about their stances politically regarding the Iraq war. They have family there and are told that the U.S. presence there is unnecessary and disruptive, and that we need to pull out as soon as possible. That garnered much cheering and led smoothly in to what is probably my favorite song of theirs, "Resist." ("Take a risk! Raise your fist!") They ended the show with basically that and a little live thing they do to show off their DJ, Rev. Shynes. They killed the show and bounced out right after.

If you are looking around at hip-hop that is real, and is searching for truth, the Lifesavas are it. The Portland trio is a lyrically (and sonically) gifted crew with crazy energy and can bless the stage with the best of them. Check 'em out.

Friday, February 16, 2007

Some truth from Mr. West




"since the end of the postwar economic boom, certain strategies have been intensified to stimulate consumption, especially strategies aimed at american youth that project sexual activity as instant fulfillment and violence as the locus of machismo identity. this market activity has contributed greatly to the disorientation and confusion of american youth, and those with less education and fewer opportunities bear the brunt of this cultural chaos. ought we to be surprised that black youths isolated from the labor market, marginalized by decrepit urban schools, devalued by alienating ideals of euro-american beauty, and targeted by an unprecedented drug invasion exhibit high rates of crime and teenage pregnancy?my aim is not to provide excuses for black behavior or to absolve blacks of personal responsibility. but when the new black conservatives accent black behavior and responsibility in such a way that the cultural realities of black people are ignored, they are playing a deceptive and dangerous intellectual game with the lives and fortunes of disadvantaged people. we indeed must criticize and condemn immoral acts of black people, but we must do so cognizant of the circumstances into which people are born and under which they live."
-c. west
This is an excerpt from Cornel West's Race Matters, which I am nearly finished reading and will forever be trying to understand. Cornel first struck my attention when I saw him being interviewed on The Tavis Smiley Show (which, if you haven't watched, you should--check PBS), and has not lost it yet; indeed, not even a bit. His shrewd words give me chills--how much truth he speaks in the most abrasive of issues. He holds every man and woman accountable for the disadvantages and and misdirection of any other fellow man and woman. He transcends the race issue but buries himself in it. For most of us reading this, we were born and raised upper-middle class white suburban, maybe some minor circumstantial hardship along the way, but nothing we couldn't work our way out of. If you want to know how the rest of the world operates, West is a good man to get you started. I love how this literature can be tied in to the work of some of my favorite hip-hop artists: Mos Def, Common, Talib Kweli, Blackalicious, Pigeon John, Lateef the Truth Speaker, Soul Position--these fellas address the same issues West does, just in a different arena. Skeptical? Check for yourself and you will find that the skepticism only comes from a lust for comfortability in opinion rather than a genuine desire for truth. Peace.
-hvc34