So ignorant are most landsmen of some of the plainest and most palpable wonders of the world, that without some hints touching the plain facts, historical and otherwise, of the fishery, they might scout at Moby Dick as a monstrous fable, or still worse and more detestable, a hideous and intolerable allegory.
– H. MelvilleGreat nola.com forum post on Lil Wayne’s predic.
From nola.com comments:
Posted by -saintswrath- March 08, 2010, 8:29AM
The guy is too big to go down career wise, Some of you may not like him and thats understandable but he’s loved by most of the world.
I just hope he come out sorta changed, he’s not even part of a gang but insist on acting as though he’s part of the Bloods, Anyway he’s at the peak of his career, he’s mad paid worth over 90 million, has a clothing line, has a jewelry line, has a Mega Popular and growing Record label of his own, he’s getting into TV and growing bigger and bigger.
His fame has spiraled out of control though and he’s addicted to various drugs, he raps about drugs, doing them and how he feels when he does them, kids listen and want that same effect, his music as turned from rapping about good times, girls, and hustlin to basically Psychedelic stuff to enhance the effect when doing drugs, which is why he likes the Auto-Tune and Live Guitars now.
But he does come down out of his highs and put out good music every now and then, my hope is he sits in jail, realize how big he is, take the time to write some good quality stuff, come out a changed man, he’ll have time to detox and rethink and resort his thoughts, he’ll either come out better than ever or put an end to his tremendous career.
And his Diamond/Platinum Teeth are worth over $120,000, Millionaires spend their money stupidly all the time, even owners of software companies, they buy expensive women and those women take em for everything they got, they buy 50 Cars, do cocaine and meth, buy airplanes they can’t fly, etc.
They earned it, let them do what they want with it, whats stupid to you all makes perfectly good sense to another person, it’s how your brought up and who your brought up around which mostly have the ultimate affect on a person that is suddenly rich beyond his wildest dreams, if your not raised around money your not going to become a lawyers, buy libraries, go to political dinners and donate money, and invest in the stock market..
it is what it is..
Good luck Lil Wayne..
Bounce Fest Schedule!
I went by the fest at 1pm and got a snapshot of a laminate w/ the line-up!
Here’s the Bouce Fest Breakdown for those who can’t read the photo:
4:15 - Big Choo ? Game Ova Boys
4:30 - Gotti Boi Chris & Elm Boi Peg
4:45 - Cheeky Blakk
5:15 - Lady Redd!!!!!!
5:30 - Ms. Tee
5:45 - DJ Jubilee & Willie Puckett!!!!
6:00 - Katey Redd!!!! & Javoca
6:15 - Baby Boy
6:30 - 5th Ward Weebie & P. Town Moe
6:45 - Choppa!
7:00 - “Catch Dat Beat” da play Starring: Lucky Johnson, 10th Ward Buck, Big Freedia, Monsta da Fade, Magnolia Shorty & Nobby.
Bout it woah!
Holy Shit! Bounce Fest 1 is Today!
Pissed you missed Woodstock, Lottapoloozas 1? Forget about it, you won’t care when you’re 90 and the last person alive who was at Bounce Fest 1 being interviewd by the New York/Colgate Times for a feature article on the world when it was worth living in…
http://www.nola.com/music/index.ssf/2010/03/the_first_annual_bounce_fest_a.html
Come bitches…
*With reference to the Polar bear, it may possibly be urged by him who would fain go still deeper into this matter, that it is not the whiteness, separately regarded, which heightens the intolerable hideousness of that brute; for, analysed, that heightened hideousness, it might be said, only rises from the circumstance, that the irresponsible ferociousness of the creature stands invested in the fleece of celestial innocence and love; and hence, by bringing together two such opposite emotions in our minds, the Polar bear frightens us with so unnatural a contrast. But even assuming all this to be true; yet, were it not for the whiteness, you would not have that intensified terror.
– Mr. Melville chiming in on some other animals in Moby D.I thought I was obsessed with the who’s who of 16th Century Mexico…
Gary Felix has shown me that I clearly don’t even posses a kindergarten level of obession on the matter…
http://garyfelix.tripod.com/~GaryFelix/index1.htm
Really incredible work, and totally self published! I love it! Thank’s Gary!
I’m admin-ing Herman M.’s tumblr via seance. Here’s his first post…
"Yet Jarl, the descendant of heroes and kings, was a lone, friendless
mariner on the main, only true to his origin in the sea-life that he
led. But so it has been, and forever will be. What yeoman shall swear
that he is not descended from Alfred? what dunce, that he is not
sprung of old Homer? King Noah, God bless him! fathered us all. Then
hold up your heads, oh ye Helots, blood potential flows through your
veins. All of us have monarchs and sages for kinsmen; nay, angels and
archangels for cousins; since in antediluvian days, the sons of God
did verily wed with our mothers, the irresistible daughters of Eve.
Thus all generations are blended: and heaven and earth of one
kin: the hierarchies of seraphs in the uttermost skies; the thrones
and principalities in the zodiac; the shades that roam throughout
space; the nations and families, flocks and folds of the earth; one
and all, brothers in essence--oh, be we then brothers indeed! All
things form but one whole; the universe a Judea, and God Jehovah its
head. Then no more let us start with affright. In a theocracy, what
is to fear? Let us compose ourselves to death as fagged horsemen
sleep in the saddle. Let us welcome even ghosts when they rise. Away
with our stares and grimaces. The New Zealander's tattooing is not a
prodigy; nor the Chinaman's ways an enigma. No custom is strange; no
creed is absurd; no foe, but who will in the end prove a friend. In
heaven, at last, our good, old, white-haired father Adam will greet
all alike, and sociality forever prevail. Christian shall join hands
between Gentile and Jew; grim Dante forget his Infernos, and shake
sides with fat Rabelais; and monk Luther, over a flagon of old
nectar, talk over old times with Pope Leo. Then, shall we sit by the
sages, who of yore gave laws to the Medes and Persians in the sun; by
the cavalry captains in Perseus, who cried, "To horse!" when waked by
their Last Trump sounding to the charge; by the old hunters, who
eternities ago, hunted the moose in Orion; by the minstrels, who sang
in the Milky Way when Jesus our Saviour was born. Then shall we list
to no shallow gossip of Magellans and Drakes; but give ear to the
voyagers who have circumnavigated the Ecliptic; who rounded the Polar
Star as Cape Horn. Then shall the Stagirite and Kant be forgotten,
and another folio than theirs be turned over for wisdom; even the
folio now spread with horoscopes as yet undeciphered, the heaven of
heavens on high."
A few quick notes:
• This is not some sort of christian centric sermon, if you thought it was,
lurk more Mr. M.
• The "Stagirite" is Aristotle who was born in Stageira, Macedonia, the
Kenner of Greece at the time.
If you've made it this far you deserve to know that that little jewel is from
Melville's jam, Mardi: And a Voyge Thither. A long, almost insfferably boring tome
that uses the south sea islands as a metaphor for all the Euro nations of the world
and their issues. Sounds fun right? It's like 1000 pages long, and you'd
really have to be up on mid 19th century geo-political intrigues to get the full
scope of the work, in other words, it's long and boring. However, as always, (like above)
Mr. Melville, in parts of "Mardi", manages to transcend not only his story and the
times and climes it's based on, he shoots for and hits the sum of human
experience in all of it's sordid and milky glory, bitches.
tl;dr: read more
M for HM
