(Posted by IMAGINE 2050 on June 26, 2008)
By Sarah VIets
Tuesday morning, Don Imus, a national radio host for MSNBC, got slammed a racist (again)?!
Here’s the gist:
The sports announcer on Imus’ radio show, Warner Wolf, rehashed (click to watch video) why the Tennessee Titans suspended Adam Jones (also known as Pacman) for the entire 2007 NFL [...]
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The blog I’ve been working on with a bunch of AMAZING folks is finally up and running!
The purpose of the blog is to tackle what it means to be American – my (our) American identity.
While a lot of folks cling to their national heritage for pride and strength, a lot of folks don’t. Instead, folks [...]
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What should I eat for dinner? Did I call Jennifer back? Where’s my paper?
Could you shut up already! Damn, I have so much homework to do!
I don’t have time for my random insignificant reflections
Shh!
Where was I?
Okay, just keep reading. The other, the argumentative, the out-loud opinionated personal drama filled part of my brain will shut [...]
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I want to be by myself! I need “alone” time! Why can’t everyone leave me alone? I’m so tired of everybody always wanting something from me. Why can’t I have a moment of peace!
The moment is silent, than BAM, the phone rings.
The moment is still, than BAM, my the post officer enters my building, dropping [...]
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Today, on the day Martin Luther King was killed,
A man who fought for human dignity,
I attend a hip hop show..
A
Hip
Hop
Show
When I hear the sounds of rhythm and blues,
When I hear new jumbled beats mixed perfectly,
I feel focused, passionate, connected, strong,
I feel complete.
But I’m angry
I feel hurt, betrayed, lost, confused
I feel torn.
The music,
the taps,
the poetic rhymes [...]
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Ummmmmmhhh..
My voice stands still and releases the infamous..
Ummmmmmmmahh
The long drawn out pause
The moment of clarity
The moment of, “oh, shoot, I’m on the phone, this person can’t know I’m reading emails, instant messaging, and texting back my mother! SHOOT!”
Maybe my ummmmhhhh reflects confusion
Maybe my ummmmhhhh can shift the lines of communication
Nope
It’s just another deeply personal phone [...]
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