Last night’s BET awards painted a fiery picture of black America’s fervor for Obama. Communal aspiration of this intensity will not be denied. The black spirit is an exultation of music, dance and emotion propelled by a primal bond with the divine. Lil’ Wayne, the new creative genie, reminded me of Jimi Hendrix way back when. Through tracks like ‘A Milli’, he is recognized as the innovator, perpetuating the promise of fresh sounds. This hypnotic tune also comes full circle towards the mind meld power of Tibetan chants. In the grand scheme of the physics of emotion, the impact of black culture and now politics reverberates straight through the universe.
On the weather front, waves of insecurity are still elevating the river. Now that Obama and Hillary are admiring each other's speeches, I hope a great welcoming ceremony is in the works for Bill.
And…why did the town of Unity spell the BIG sign at the rally ‘UNTTY’? Is this a cosmic play on words blending uncle and aunty? More likely an ominous sign of discord. At the very least it's certainly a sign of mind boggling negligence; the culprits can’t spell the name of their own town. Why didn’t a single campaign organizer think to have the first T switched upside down to look like an ‘I’ from the top? And why did the cameras insist on rubbing our noses in it so many times? I am still mystified at this faux-pas, which no one else seemed to notice, I can't find any reference to it in news or blogs.
