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Not quite toppling the gangsta's.

It struck me this morning: We are still in the year 2015, unless world financial markets can smear that into something else, and I wanted to look up if 1915 would figure. It does; as some folks back in my school days who went on to become a certain kind of liberal would say, how convenient as regards the century mark. My school report has practically written itself!

Back in those school days I would see a picture or two in our history books from 1915's "Birth Of A Nation" showing hooded bigots from a certain institution on horseback. The bad guys, yes, I figured. Subsequently, thanks to unofficial educational aids like Rolling Stone Magazine and official ones like post-high school college instructors, I found out D. W. had another idea.

Those "certain kinds of liberals" abhor the KKK and I duly note that. But I also note members of the A.C.L.U. staunchly defending their organization when it does things such as get a white supremacist kid reinstated to his job when his boss fired him after watching him expressing these views on a talk show. These principles apply to everyone however repugnant, they sniff. Hey, if it's fashionable, lucrative and gets you babes in A.C.L.U. circles. . .

And they have sniffed at a friends' story from 1990 about being beaten and planted with crack after a dispute with deputies over having a black woman in his car. This took place in an area noted for certain kinds of problems: the border of Downey and, and, and---Compton.

We have ourselves a doppelganger a century after Griffiths' white washing. It is the number one film in the U.S. of A. as of this writing, "Straight Outa Compton", depicting our merry little band as heroic, even if with flaws. The worst examples of the latter are as heavily ignored via edit and not being filmed in the manner of Hollywood putting helmet hair on white males in quite shear periods of tonsorial history. An article in last Sunday's L.A. Times in which the director claimed that incidents of beaten women were left out for, what else, time reasons, resounded with the same tone as piffy white directors rationalizing great inaccuracies in what is marketed as true stories in the name of some kind of symbolic pointing at a greater truth.

What have I thought of "rap" all these years, including when the album of that name was shat out? They left the "c" from the beginning, the "e" from the end. I am strongly tempted to stage a core dump of expletives that would draw flags from this blog service, but then to these dung apes it would be complimentary.

It's been not a century but many since the Enlightenment. I'm certain August 25, 2015, will end, though, with N.W.A. still unable to spell.

I heard that! I was referring to "outa".


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