This is more than just a shout-out to my homie from my freshman year at The Ohio State University(1981)=Harvey Butler, who is one of, if not the primary catalyst(s) behind this play. From his experiences in corporate America, to his expertise in bringing people together via the stage, Harvey is doing his best to not only entertain our minds, but to stimulate further knowledge of events that MANY wish to bury with the past. From his work with the likes of Alicia Keys(“Stick Fly”) to working with Leslie Uggams, Harvey has established a pattern of excellence that deserves recognition. Check out the link above, and some of the pictures below, and let’s help my brother perfect his vision. Let’s do this!!!!!!
“The method of conception doesn’t change the definition of life.”
– Paul Ryan on pregnancies resulting from rape
Let that marinate for a while, folks. Paul Ryan, the man who wants to be Vice President of the United States, is telling millions of women who have been or will be raped in their lifetimes that, if they become pregnant, their mental and physical well-being is irrelevant compared to carrying the fetus of a rapist. They are merely incubators and should get over it.
I’m a rape survivor. If I had become pregnant, by Ryan’s logic, I would have had to give birth at age 11. For nine months, I would have had to carry to term the child of a man who with intent and malice aforethought savaged me physically, mentally, and emotionally. Even though abortion was legal in 1974, that was at a time when pregnancy outside of marriage still carried a scarlet letter. I didn’t tell anyone about therape until I was 24; to whom would I have turned to about a pregnancy at 10-going-on-11? I can say, without doubt or hesitation, that I would have committed suicide rather than let anyone know that I was pregnant, even though the “method of conception” was horrifically violent, excruciatingly painful, and without my consent.
In many ways, I am lucky. For the most part, I have become a stronger woman…a more insightful woman…a more compassionate woman…than if I hadn’t been raped. I have an amazing support system of friends who have become my family. I have children in my life who make me laugh and give me hope about the present and the future. I lead a full life; I have a career and many interests that allow me to enjoy that life.
Nonetheless, thirty-eight years, countless hours of therapy, and myriad trials-and-errors of psychoactive drugs later, I still have nights when I bolt awake with panic attacks, drenched in sweat. Only in my current apartment did I stop putting locks on my bedroom door when I moved in, but I still fear waking up in the middle of the night with a man standing over me, wanting to do me harm. I still have trust and relationship issues, although those have abated greatly. I take three different medications each day to keep my darker self from overtaking the life and the sanity that I’ve worked so very hard to build and maintain.
It is vile enough that people like Ryan and Todd Akin parse what constitutes “legitimate rape.” RAPE is RAPE. There are no gradations, no modifiers. Their lack of self-awareness and sympathy is stunning; that they use this issue for political gain is sickening. Making women bear the additional shame and trauma of unwanted pregnancies from rape is cruelty in its rawest incarnation. Recently I learned that 31 states (including Ohio) allow rapistsvisitation rights; in 27 of those states, rapists can seek custodial rights. What kind of malicious misogyny informs our legal system? I cannot fathom the kind of villainy, given cover by government office and the judiciary, that would add insult to grievous injury, forever tying a woman who does decide to keep the child to her most brutal nightmare.
Contrary to Paul Ryan’s pitiless, ill-informed opinion, rape does change the definition of life—the lives of its victims.
Written by Veronica Johnson
I’ve known Veronica for most of my life, and this disclosure makes me want to find, and choke the life out of the motherfucker that has left unimaginable, and unnecessary pain…on her past…and present day existence. I applaud her for sharing her personal experience to highlight the mentally insane obsessions that occupy the mind(s) of today’s Republican male. These “conservative” assholes are so ignorant and misinformed about female anatomy,yet they seek to implement bullshit laws that attempt to define AND legislate the functions and issues of said female anatomy. What is most offensive, is the idea that a woman hating, war-mongering prick aka Paul Ryan, can actually support the supposed “visitation” rights of the rapist to have a part in the “MISTAKE” of his result of abuse.
Every day that comes and passes reminds all of us of the psychotic vision passing as modern day conservatism.
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The “Minneapolis Sound” made famous by Prince, resonates throughout the very core of this fantastic band. In a time where studio wizardry often replaces the performance of real bands-Mint Condition still thrives in the real world of creativity.
NEW HIP-HOP FROM ONE OF THE GENRE’S ALL-TIME GREATEST GROUPS. THERE IS NO MYSTERY AS TO WHAT THESE GUYS HAVE ALREADY ACCOMPLISHED…STILL AROUND AND STILL RELEVANT, THE BRILLIANCE OF DE LA SOUL REMAINS INTACT FOR A MOST GLORIOUS FUTURE.
Hopefully Remy Shand can recover from whatever personal issues that have kept him from recording for over a decade. His debut album was stronger than anything from the likes of Robin Thicke, Adele or any of the artists that are disrespected with the label “blue-eyed soul.” Music is music. Was Jimi Hendrix representative of “brown-eyed” rock&roll? Or did he simply just flat out kick ass on the axe?
- Lioness: Portrait of a young artist’s rise and fall (canada.com)
Eminem, is merely a modern day representation of the music industry’s hard-on to always provide an alternative caucasian….to the latest negro” invasion”…of whatever musical genre. Little Richard and Chuck Berry were definitively present before Elvis being labeled “The King.” White folks were petrified of their children succumbing to the soul of The Jackson Five, so the industry pulled another hoodwink with The Osmond Brothers. It was highway robbery to hear Donny Osmond being compared to Michael Jackson in terms of overall talent. Give me a fucking break. Comparing these two was/ is like comparing a wet, tight pussy….to a dried-out, loose-lipped twat. One is obviously tighter than the other. From the similar cartoons, to television specials, The Osmond Brothers were an obvious take on the success of the J5. Of course ,the Osmond’s had talent , and had been performing as children also, but why was the group presented to the public at the height of The Jackson Five’s popularity? M.C. Hammer blew up in the early 1990′s dancing around in parachute pants proclaiming “You Can’t Touch This” while the industry had the balls to introduce a punk bitch assed “rapper” by the name of Vanilla Ice. This no talent having prick, poorly imitated the moves and sounds of Hammer, while also wearing parachute pants. The difference was that his baggy -assed pants were colored like The American Flag. Hip-Hop was suddenly just as accepted in suburbia as it was in the alley’s of the inner-city. Boys2Men brought about The Backstreet Boys.Usher and Chris Brown brought about Justin Timberlake and Justin Bieber etc etc.. Whether or not Eminem recovers his “old” style, he will be doing nothing more than rediscovering something that was never originally his in the first place. It doesn’t mean Eminem isn’t talented, just ask Bone&Thugs&Harmony about his “old” style.
Over the last couple of years or so, I have heard from some of my favorite recording artist that they feel the need to apologize for some of their past works. Namely.the Beastie Boys, Jay-Z, and my all time favorite, Prince. They have all expressed regret for the art that they put out when the were younger, and now feel that they have matured,and don’t want the younger generations to follow in their foots steps. I call BULLSHIT!! The music artist I mentioned are some of my favorites. What they were saying at particular times over the last almost 35 years (that’s almost how long its been since Princes first album hit the streets)touched me in one form or another,depending on what mind set I was at , at God knows what time period in my life. When I was 18 years old ,and first heard The Beastie Boys first album, Licensed to Ill, it blew my mind, and up until that time, was one of the most creative Hip-Hop joints I had ever heard. The fact that they were white made them even more interesting to me, because they were bringing who they were,and their background to something that I loved,and giving it a new tilt.
Jay-Z, we all know his background. He was a hustler, and told his story from that perspective. Not to glorify, but to let us know what his journey was, and how he was overcoming. Nothing wrong with that, no different from any gangster movie,but this time , the so called bad guy lives, and moves on to a life of luxury, and fulfillment as a legitimate business man. Isn’t that the the American Dream?
Mr. Prince Rodgers Nelson. Hands down my favorite artist. The man to me has only a hand full of peers. Stevie Wonder, Michael Jackson, (maybe). The man writes, plays all the instruments necessary to complete his work, produces,launched or resurrected the careers of a multitude of artists, including indirectly Michael’s little sister Janet( Look up who he fired that helped take Janet to the top). He is sincerely a musical genius.
And all of the aforementioned artist have said they regret some of their work due to how it could have affected young people, or influenced bad behavior. I am disappointed in all three. Pacino has never expressed regret over Scarface, or The Godfather. I am sure Marlon Brando after he did “Last Tango in Paris“ didn’t turn to his significant other and say, “you know, i hope this doesn’t cause other men to go to Paris, and take up with some hot young nymphet, that would be a tragedy”
Art is to be expressed and enjoyed in the flavor that it was intended. When Prince made songs like “Horny Toad”, or the incest tinged “Sister”, or “Erotic City“, he was talking about life. Life that also includes room for songs like “I would die 4 U”, a great song about believing in the power of Jesus Christ.
When you as an artist demean your past work, it is insulting to your fans, who may still find that song, that period of time in their lives something to smile about, and sharing your work with them at that time, something that binds them to you. Be careful how you critique your work. You maybe inadvertently insulting someone who used a song of yours to get them through a hard time, or it may bring a sense of nostalgia,to somebody who remembers meeting the love of their lives dancing to “Paul Revere”, or” Can I get a ….”
All I’m saying is check yourself. And remember, the fans who supported you don’t want to feel like now that your sitting high on the hog you can now demean the work that put you there,cuz you didn’t get there by yourself.