Another Classic

And note the socially conscious lyrics–typical of those to be found on the State of Euphoria album. See especially “Who Cares Wins.” Something soooo New York about Anthrax, I mean more than Scott Ian’s guitar. And for the time capsule, these guys were saying “Not” before 14 yr-old nineties kids wore it out.

Nice Dreams

I thought I was done posting, but drinking will do funny things to a person. I’m delighted to reintroduce Powermad to the world. They were of their moment, and in that moment managed to capture an awfully catchy lick (See “Nice Dreams” below). What I really miss is Dr. Dave Death introducing the song…

Hibernation

Dear all:

This blog is going to sleep, is in fact asleep as you’re reading this. I’ve decided to focus all writing on the dissertation and so will not be posting new material for the foreseeable future.

Thanks for reading, and for your regular comments. This does not of course mean that I won’t be visiting and occasionally commenting at the usual blogs I’ve had the pleasure of identifying as my community.

Love to you all, may the world be better when I return.

Peace,

S. Cabbage

Jon Stewart on crossfire

Immortal Technique, Mos Def, and Eminem

capital

Malcolm X

 This week Raccoon and I watched Spike Lee’s Malcolm X. Raccoon’s post is here.

A bravura performance all around. I left Malcolm X with some admixture of awe, and sadness. I’ve not seen a film that as admirably manages to capture some of the force of a remarkable life. To know him is to lose him. And that palpable sense of loss is difficult to discuss as though I were writing about a film, and not about a comrade.

At the conclusion of the film there is a transition from Denzel Washington and Malcolm X’s narrative, to straight documentary and a classroom of school children in New York, each of whom say “I’m Malcolm X.” I find the classroom a perfect place for the children to identify in this way. Part of Malcolm X’s work is (present tense) teaching the power of education–of reading, and being able to see through specious arguments meant to limit and control one’s ability resist, and to love. They’re synonyms really.

It’s love as resistance that conjoins Malcolm X and Martin Luther King, and is perhaps why Spike Lee groups them together in various ways in both Do the Right Thing and Malcolm X. We’re lucky to have a director as smart as Spike Lee to keep visible their enduring gifts.

Capitalist Religion

Capitalism, in its present stage, pushes to the extreme and generalizes the tendency to separation that was already present in religion. Where sacrifice once marked the passage from the profane to the sacred, and vice versa, there now stands a single multiple ceaseless process of separation that assails everything, every place, every person, every human activity, in order to divide it from itself. In its extreme form the capitalist religion realizes the pure form of separation without anything left to separate. An absolute profanation without remainder now coincides with an equally vacuous and total consecration. Everything is done, produced, or left [?], even the human body, even of course sexuality, even language is now divided from itself and dislocated into a separate sphere that no longer defines any substantive division, sacred and profane, but in which all use becomes impossible.

This entry is a teaser, for those teased by such things. I’m going to have a series of entries on Agamben shortly.

Lil Wayne

Visible Vote 08 LGBT Forum

Is here. The format has each candidate chatting with a panel. The clips present a very clear picture of where the candidates stand on LGBT issues. Highly Recommended.