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One more song…

This is darkly comic now, but in my deep dive of Malcolm’s life there was a 48 hour period last week where I was listening to the full audio of ‘Message to the Grassroots’, and ‘the Ballot or the Bullet’, then Kanye went public calling a slavery a choice and I swear…

Sunday I’ll go into detail about where my head is at before the social media fast.

Have a good weekend.

 

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Look in my eyes, what do you see?
The cult of personality
I know your anger, I know your dreams
I’ve been everything you want to be

I’m the cult of personality
Like Mussolini and Kennedy
I’m the cult of personality
The cult of personality
The cult of personality

Neon lights, Nobel Prize
When a mirror speaks, the reflection lies
You won’t have to follow me
Only you can set me free

I sell the things you need to be
I’m the smiling face on your TV
I’m the cult of personality
I exploit you, still you love me
I tell you one and one makes three

I’m the cult of personality
Like Joseph Stalin and Gandhi
I’m the cult of personality
The cult of personality
The cult of personality

Neon lights, a Nobel Prize
When a leader speaks, that leader dies
You won’t have to follow me
Only you can set you free

You gave me fortune
You gave me fame
You gave me power in your God’s name
I’m every person you need to be
I’m the cult of personality

 

 

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So most of you who keep up with me in other places know I’m a Union Guy now, officially.  Major career milestone, and back to back years I’ve achieved my annual goal before making it halfway through the year.

I contemplated whether I should go into the weekend:

A) paying tribute to the deep spirituality that keeps me grounded underneath the ‘Hollywood’ shell, or

B) today is one of those days I let the ego off its leash: puff my chest out a little, winking at the people cheering and supporting me, throwing a nice sideways glare at the people who still haven’t learned I won’t stay down.

Then I figured, as symbolic as this is for everything right now, why not have my cake and eat it too?

(cue Malcolm’s intro: ‘And in the few moments we have left, I’d like to talk real down to earth, in a language everyone can easily understand…)

Have a good weekend.