I bit off more than I could chew this time. I waited too late and tried to do too much. For some reason, in tribute to the day, I thought it would be interesting to chronicle all 44 presidents in today’s blong. Not so interesting. The delivery trails off so poorly about midway through the […]
Author: The Fresh Junket
Cry Like Your Born
I think it is fairly difficult to appreciate the developments in the Middle East. As recently as 2009, Iran was able to put to rest well-supported and organized demonstrations against the credibility of its elections. These current protests, in Yemen, Tunisia, Egypt, Jordan, Libya, Syria, Algeria, and now Bahrain are occurring in areas of the […]
And the winner is . . .
pretty disappointed, to say the least. This is the song I had prepared to perform at the Grammy’s last night. But, no call — again. Embarrassing. I did get to see Lady Gaga emerge from an enormous costume egg, in which she had been incubating, though, and pretty much the most freaking awesome group ever, […]
Personals: man seeking dignity
Man, I hate this. Hate it. I hate the public shame of it all. A congressman resigned his post last night for having been ostensibly caught advertising himself on Craigslist, the infamous online and localized classifieds. I hesitate to even cover it but for the opportunity to make sure we keep some perspective. His acts […]
XLV
Super Bowl edition. The sound of 11 homeboys putting taped digits to the dirt, hearts in their throat. (Does anyone still tape fingers — what decade is this?) Another great game this year. Not to get all Star-Spangled-Banner on the post, and I certainly consider myself a World citizen, but if the Chrysler commercial regarding […]
Necessary and Proper
Today’s a first. Recorded the song on the road. The ipoet is completely mobile. So I can now literally be rap blogging in a high speed car chase or burning building. (Assuming there is an non-password protected wireless network nearby. No, that’s illegal, and I would not do that unless I really, really needed to […]
A Village
Man, I put out an APB on beats, and people came through. Props to Juicebox Johnson, Jordan Santana, DJ Elder, DJ Clutch, and Fab da Eclectic for contributions. Look for their work in the weeks and months to come. This site persists for your generosity. Rap news, ninjas. Spread the word dangit.
Rube Goldberg of Riot
Riots broke out in Cairo, Egypt at the end of last week. President Mubarak dissolved the government. Calls for his resignation and immediate transition to democracy persist. Yemen, Algeria, Tunisia, and Egypt have all experienced similar unrest over floundering economies, failing labor, nepotism, and human rights abuses. The copy cat effect of successive protests might […]
A Surprise Delayed: Guest Poetry
What I eluded to last Friday. It is my privilege to introduce a writer that doesn’t need any introduction . . . Wonder Brown. A member of the Scribbling Idiots and a poet in the most literal sense of the idea, I’m so thankful to have him. I]]><![CDATA[t's been my plan and hope to have […]
A State of our Union Special: The Kid from Scranton Fist Pump
The ipoet is here. The reason this site exists. To rap the news stories that make the average man’s nose bleed. After a fairly long day at work and then roller skating with my boy (” . . . it’s a Saturday, a Saturday . . .”) and then cleaning my room and […]
modern personal publishing 