





All in all, it was such a good night. The best at Luckie for me...
The adage holds true that "The Children Are Our Future"







“The Politics of Fear,” July 21, 2008.
Nevertheless, in wrapping up my many machinations on the presidential election and race, I had anticipated writing one more article for your reading pleasure, but admittedly, I didn't have the stomach for another long-winded rave and rant by me--personally feeling that way--well, I thought I'd spare the readers of this blog too.
LOL. So, because of my personal burn out, I kept delaying my next article which would have been entitled "The First Black President or Bust!" So rather than end 2008 on a political tirade of much ado about nothing, instead I decided to end 2008, and begin 2009 with a little political satire, and humor that recaps the road to the White House. And so, I composed the following political poem that I hope captures the last quarter, and essence of the Obama campaign's march to victory against Senator Hillary Clinton in the primary election, and Senator John McCain in the general presidential election.
© Dey Lockett, 2008
It was the first black president or bust!
When he announced he was running it caused a fuss,
Barack Obama –President? Nigga hush!
But with the economy,
the war and lies—
change was a must!
So with the many possibilities people began to lust—
finally, a politician that we can trust?
When January 2008 hit—
things started to get really hot—
all the reporters began to seriously jot—
crossing every "t" and every "i" did they dot!
However, some people still thought the Obama’s campaign was just a crock—
a Black man, for president, in America? Not!
I must admit in the beginning that I didn’t think that he had a shot—
But in the end,
true Americans represented the melting pot.
Now I must admit that I was also very surprised—
when Bill Clinton acted as if he despised—
or did he resent?
The fact that Barack Obama when he won would be the true first black president!
Naw for real yawl,
Hillary Clinton’s campaign was tight,
and in the primary she put up a really good fight.
She might have even had better chance to win—
if her husband, Bill Clinton—
had started acting like a friend.
I mean by February,
ole Bubba began to really show his ass—
screw faced, sour grapes and talking trash—
walking round like he had been smoking pot—
saying crazy stuff like he didn’t believe in fairy tales,
but all he did was supply Hillary’s presidential political coffin with the nails.
Yawl know I ain’t trippin—
that this da truth!
Bill Clinton had diarrhea of the mouth,
was straight clowning,
and was getting loose.
Yeah, Bill Clinton thought that Barack Obama was a joke—
until the political fires of change America began to stoke.
All of a sudden Obama began to pull away—
the Clinton campaign—well, they didn’t quite know what to say.
some black Clinton supporters saw the writing on the wall—
it was so clear that it may have been in every bathroom stall—
you even saw signs and heard the rumblings at the mall.
Notwithstanding Barack Obama’s growing lead Hillary Clinton fought hard until the end—
so bitter a battle, many wondered if Barack and Hillary would still be friends.
But Hillary Clinton gave no quarter although she would have taken a few,
but in the end—it was inevitable—there was nothing that Senator Clinton could do.
The American people in the primary had made their choice—
and it was time for the world to hear the American people’s voice!
Next up, was Senator John McCain,
who thought that he should win by virtue of his P.O.W fame—how lame!
OK, OK, I know that that is not quite true—
that it was also because Senator McCain allegedly bled red, white and blue!
A true patriot was John McCain’s depiction,
but I couldn’t help but sit back and laugh at that legal fiction.
Now to me it felt like McCain’s campaign was subtlely sending the message that to be a true patriot in
And from the outset, I suspected a dirty fight:
punches below the belt, eye-gouging, kicks and scratches—
and honestly, I was waiting for the Ku Klux Klan to start lighting matches!
And then McCain tried a desperate tactic.
I guess that he thought that adding a woman to his campaign would be Hippocratic.
Now, that move as transparent as transparent could be—
choose a woman to appeal to
But Sarah Palin player? C’mon, man McCain must have been joking—
You don’t have to say it—
I know behind closed doors your campaign was feeling the pressure—
gagging, stroking and choking.
Now if it had been me, I would have chosen me some Condi—
rather than a governor impersonating a dumb blondie!
Sarah Palin spending money on new campaign gear—
bikini clad, shooting moose and reindeer;
inciting crowds and pandering to racial fear.
But in the end it didn’t matter,
through the smoke and ash of political chatter.
Barack Obama stood tall and handled his biz,
as the McCain campaign began to go plop-plop, and
fizz-fizz—oh, what a relief it is . . .
From Joe the Plumber, to haters and extremists every where—
Barack Obama won the presidential election fair and square.
So yawl, don’t hate, stop plotting—
and put down ‘dem guns—
and pick up ‘dem Bibles, say a prayer and repent—
‘cause despite all of your efforts Barack Obama was duly elected
Now you can say what you want about this poem,
And although I met him in person—
I really don’t know ‘em,
all I can say at this point is Barack Obama handle your biz,
and you better represent—
cause you are




















Legendary Musical Talent, Singer, Isaac Hayes, Breathed Life Into Black Super Hero Shaft
By Dey Lockett
Check this ultra-cool vintage Isaac Hayes' concert video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L2cHkMwzOiM.
Also, I would be remiss if I didn't include clips from the movie, SHAFT, one of my favorite movies of all time!!!!! Enjoy.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NiCB2isZcRM
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xDyRdhSIqlo
More on Isaac Hayes as reported via YouTube.com:
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Isaac Lee Hayes, Jr. (August 20, 1942 -- August 10, 2008)[1] was an American soul and funk singer-songwriter, musician, record producer, arranger, composer and actor. Hayes was one of the main creative forces behind southern soul music label Stax Records, where he served as both an in-house songwriter and producer with partner David Porter during the mid-1960s. In the late 1960s, Hayes became a recording artist, and recorded successful soul albums such as Hot Buttered Soul (1969) and Black Moses (1971) as the Stax label's premier artist.
Alongside his work in popular music, Hayes was a film score composer for motion pictures. His best known work, for the 1971 blaxploitation film Shaft, earned Hayes an Academy Award for Best Original Song (the first Academy Award received by an African-American in a non-acting category) and two Grammy Awards. He received a third Grammy for the album Black Moses. In 1992, in recognition of his humanitarian work, he was crowned an honorary king of Ghana's Ada district. From 1997 to 2006, he provided the voice for the character "Chef" on the Comedy Central animated TV series South Park. Hayes was found dead in his Memphis home on August 10, 2008 as reported by the Shelby County sheriff's department. His death came 10 days before his 66th birthday.[1] [2]Here is a complete slo-mo video clip of Isaac Hayes conducting the Theme from Shaft, which won an Oscar for best song. After viewing, visit this lost mash-up classic from 1985 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9UTpVWKPxHA | |



















