Open Letter to Kramer

© 27 November 2006, The Griot Poet

“Cosmo Kramer” has left the building!

As Michael Richards launches a chilling tirade

Of the shade I'd overheard and seen at a Cross lit Klan meeting

During a JROTC overnight in NC we cadets happened upon amongst the trees…

You used the n-word a symbolic SEVEN times,

Added injury to insult describing a violent, sodomy crime,

“Stick a fork up” my rear

50 times for 50 years ago when WE were the de facto slave labor of the “land of the free; home of the brave”: building houses; picking fruit and cotton; working for pennies on the dollar (without health benefits)!

Our prophet, Marvin said:

“Makes me WANNA holler, throw up both my hands!”

As real soldiers like Rosa Parks, Corretta Scott and Martin Luther King Junior, Medger Evers, Malcolm X and others fought & DIED for us to “rock the vote” and get up

From the back of the bus for our

“Inalienable right” to “life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness”: our brothers PAID for this abuse!

Your behavior has no reasonable excuse.

Your “penis envy” of Jerry Seinfeld evident, every star used the president of the hit show to boost their creds… not you!

I’ll be honest with you: I watched maybe three episodes of your hit show the whole TEN YEARS of “Much Ado About Nothing” to quote Shakespeare,

Since it is hard for me to digest “whites only” characters and NO black regulars on a show based in New York City (include “Friends” and “Sex & the City” in this offense!).

You looked as if you'd hit new heights after smoking a large CRACK pipe before you hit the stage!

I am enraged for my brothers that you made cushy public apologies to David Letterman, Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson: for one,

We haven't watched much late night since they canned Arsenio Hall!

And, your little, well-acted pouting to the presidents of the National Action Network & Rainbow PUSH do you NO good at all!

You want redemption? You want a career?

Lean your ear to this advice and hold it dear:

It is not repentance
Until you humbly face those you've offended,
And offer DOUBLE restitution
Asked for in recompense.

Let me repeat it:

It is not repentance
Until you humbly face those you've offended,
And offer DOUBLE restitution
Asked for in recompense.

FACE the brothers you crudely fronted and be a MAN!

Until you do this,
You will not satisfy our
Sense of justice,
Else your career – such as it was – will be over, “past prologue”* and SPENT!

* “What is past is prologue.” William Shakespeare

50 Pesos a Day

© 20 October 2006, The Griot Poet

They are the sons and daughters of the Aztecs,

And they went from Vicente Fox-in-the-henhouse to another louse named Calderon

Like: going back-and-forth from John Gotti to Al Capone means anything?

They work for 50 pesos a day.

At the current exchange rate, that's less than 5 bucks, or a little less than $100 American dollars a month.

Which really sucks when the poor – our servants –hollered at the ballet box, outnumbering the elite more than 10-to-1 clamoring for change waiting in the hot Mexican sun.

They got more of the same: different person, same party and no change to their small change of 50 pesos a day.

Their compensation: $100 American bucks, which effectively doubles their meager wages as bellhops, waiters and pages for hustling after tips, which coincides with the going rate for UPSCALE lower class living arrangements!

The same game is played in the states, as the stakes are NAFTA, CAFTA & FREE TRADE for the Americas: the political elite only change horses midstream to make you and I think we have a choice in this horserace.

As our high-tech jobs fly overseas at breakneck pace, the fastest growing employment is in the service industries: Wal-Mart, K-Mart, Target, grocery and department stores, waiters, maids and butlers.

Things that make you go: "hm!"

The only recompense is political independence from a two-party system more skilled in playing our political heartstrings than solving real problems beyond the Washington beltway!

The only recompense is political independence before we have a country we all deplore:

Waking up to a "Brave New World" of Code Orange threats and getting by on

50 pesos a day!

Blogging for Change

(c) 6 November 2006 (on the eve of the election)

"This election is too close to call...
"This election is too close NOT to call!"

We've stalled the constitution,
Habeas Corpus needs a reunion
With laws of governance
That at a glance
Were thrown out on a whim of chance!

Don't be a "football fan" electorate,
Whether you have a Casey Sheehan,
2,800 + of men and women died for us
(655,000 Iraqi cousins of the human family as well)
For pundits who during Vietnam had
"Other priorities" and protected Texas
Skies scoring in the LOWEST percentile
Of pilot candidates, and now advises us
As a previous member of the Texas
"Champaigne Unit"
With NO previous combat experience
"To stay the course!"

I am blogging for change,
On the eve of this election game
I have voted for the opposition
Two weeks before this rendition
Of the democratic experiment:
"A government of laws; not men."

I am NOT voting for the Democrats
As the panacea to this morass:
It was 1994 when this mafioso
Staged the "Contract ON America"
From the Democrat's previous sins.
I'm sure K street is ready to switch it's focus again!

And Tom Delay's mission
To re-RE-district
After the 2000 Census
To ensure a permanent, Republican
Majority in Texas
And the US.

I am blogging for change.

For people who got shot, hosed, beaten
For me NOT to vote,
Would be a sin...

"Fool me once, shame on... shame on... shame on...
"You can't get fooled again!"