By the time I entered adolescence, the
self-identified “beat-downs” had become the “Beat” generation.
The Beatniks had become a counter culture to color and hygiene, Daddy-O. But also a
group that questioned what the hell was going on and questions are always
good. Always!
Then, as these things go, they
became a marketing image and finally a clique. What a drag man.
The poetry
slam was not in keeping with my generation’s desire for entry to the Skull
and Bones and world domination.
It took a few years before I changed my
perspective. A reevaluation of a clique
isn’t a bad thing and the derisive vitriol either stops or we will see how far
down we will sink as a nation.
Elementary by G Yamazawa
"We all want to feel like America some times."
"It is funny how people and flags have a knack for
politely wave at the people they have forgotten."
"We have a habit of overpowering and taking what
doesn’t belong to us but I pray for the moment where our tongues are the only
thing left that we need to conquer."
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