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Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Jesus Christ Superstar

The last temptation of the RocApparently George Bush not caring about Black people wasn't a thing but a chicken wing because we Negroes had the great equalizer in our corner. The Alpha and Omega himself - Kanye West. Who knew? Yes, boys and girls...not only does Jesus walk, but he primps and poses for photo shoots with Mark Seliger too. Shocking isn't it? All this time you were praying to some mystical figure in houses of worship to be the silver lining to all prayers looming when you could've bypassed the middleman and communion lines to the kingdom of Roc-A-Fella by just plunking down $12.99 for a copy of Late Registration.

While taking a break from extolling the virtues of gold diggers to loyal disciples who ain't checkin' for no broke nukka, he espouses self-fellatory praise as the 11th commandment:

"In America, they want you to accomplish these great feats, to pull off these David Copperfield-type stunts," he says. "You want me to be great, but you don't ever want me to say I'm great?"

"If I was more complacent and I let things slide, my life would be easier, but you all wouldn't be as entertained," says West.

"My misery is your pleasure."
Blessed is the blingKanye is being selfless enough to die for our sins. Isn't that precious? Unfortunately, I won't be able to extend my gratitude as I have a one-way boarding pass on the Triple 6 Express. I suppose I can count myself in the minority of people really don't give a rat's ass about getting worked up over the imagery. But predictably, someone has to take the bait and America's Catholic League fell hook, line and sinker. Spokeswoman Kiera McCaffrey states, "It's moronic. I mean, Kanye West as Jesus? He's a pop star." You mean kinda how Jim Caviezel was merely an actor yet got branded with the evangelical seal of approval in spite of the whole Passion of the Christ thing being chalked up as pretty much the gospel according to Mel Gibson. Love him, hate him, just don't ignore him. And this classic move out of the shock rock playbook insures that the ego hasn't landed. Let the countdown to an on-air Grammy implosion begin.

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