Showing posts with label Mumahhad Ali. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mumahhad Ali. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

real n the field

Point of order: 1] Bumping that Al Stewart Year of the cat in my shop as I write.

2] “I'm not the greatest; I'm the double greatest. Not only do I knock 'em out, I pick the round.” Mumahhad Ali

My boy Dante stopped by the shop this week (in photo). He was one of my former students. He gave me a great compliment. He said outside of his dad, I was the only man that he had ever received real guidance and inspiration from. He also said that I was part of the reason he decided to go into doing his painting full time for real (other pics).

Note: If you meet him don’t be asking what is he painting or that you need some pictures because his work is too abstract for he will say “open your brain and see what you can see folk.”

You see he is an artist, and one his painting will be on the poster for the National Black Arts festival this year (PSA – I have 2 signings during this event). A world renowned artist at that with his works hanging in some of the top museums and galleries around the world. In our conversation, we talked of politics and of the state of the world today. In essence we came to the conclusion that it is on. That race is being obviated these days and that it is all down to surviving.

I use this to just say that what we see as war currently, is about to change. We only see Afghanistan and Iraq, but war soon will be pronounced in these streets over here in the USA. For it wont be too long when folks start waking up in the morning and seeing 11 or 12 folk in front of their cribs with gats not to just rob people, but to eat. For can goods and gasoline. Yep we are about to go through some turbulent times here in these United States of America and if u cant pay yourself, as I have said before, you wont eat, unless you take to the streets and tax others the wild wild west way.

I aint trying to scare nobody, nor am I attempting to be prophetic. I am only offering a warning. For down here we have a saying, “These ni***z are real in the field (gerund being none race specific).” And naw, this aint the rhetoric of 19th century scholars, but the plane truth. Just the other day down here in East Point, Ga, two white boys went up into a gas station, and stole gas in broad day light. And if you know East Point, folks don’t even speed there. Broad day light and when East Point 12 rolled up, they just started bussing, in broad day light. BLAP, BLAP, BLAP. They even turning over Urns up in this camp, you know on grave sites and selling them.

Yea folk its on, war overseas is faux pa now, its finna be over here up in this camp for as it has been said, THESE N****Z IS REAL IN THE FIELD. So don’t be surprised if they start buffaloing cribs for can goods and grits. vote