
Flo' Dolo
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Re: Harvey & Hawking...
Harvey wrote:
Three things:
1) What if that inner city "someone" in the back of the room wasn't african-american like you're implying, but white or latino or asian or whatever instead? The grad students could've all looked like me and high schoolers could've looked like you 40 years ago. The inner city I grew up in could've had your neices or nephews living on my block. All socio-economically deprived, all eating off of AFDC, all races (though still a bit disproportionate) and all thinking grape kool-aid with lots and lots of sugar is nectar from the gods.
2) I probably would've been the kid making that crack, but I also would've been the kid damn near on par with the grad students and able to spit shit about life and other worldy mysteries that would've reminded mr. guest speaker/professor exactly why he taught in the first place (as was so often in the case throughout my formal academic career), even though I've always preferred ebonics & patois over the king's dry-assed english.
3) In my experience, it was more often the surburban white kid with way too much of nothing in his life asking bullshit questions or making stupid cracks. MTVs "The Real World" & "Sorority Life" pretty much sum up the state of mainstream america's high school and college students. Baggy jeans and my brim bent over my eyes didn't mean I lacked in comprehension, though exposure was generally a luxury, not status quo.
I know this a bit off-topic, and perhaps I'm a bit sensitive, not to mention the fact that I can indeed see the humor in your statement - i'm not a dry ass, nor am I anal - but I'm sure you're all smart enough to feel me on this on.
Now, back to making music...
Flo' Dolo
Harvey wrote:
Kinda like Stephen Hawking giving an advanced course on "black hole formulations" to a group made up of graduate students and inner city high school kids. Sooner or later, someone in the back of the room is gonna say, "Yo man, you talking about my girl friend?". I imagine Mr Hawking would mutter the scientific equivilent of "Fuck it, I don't need this shit!" and motor off the stage.
Three things:
1) What if that inner city "someone" in the back of the room wasn't african-american like you're implying, but white or latino or asian or whatever instead? The grad students could've all looked like me and high schoolers could've looked like you 40 years ago. The inner city I grew up in could've had your neices or nephews living on my block. All socio-economically deprived, all eating off of AFDC, all races (though still a bit disproportionate) and all thinking grape kool-aid with lots and lots of sugar is nectar from the gods.
2) I probably would've been the kid making that crack, but I also would've been the kid damn near on par with the grad students and able to spit shit about life and other worldy mysteries that would've reminded mr. guest speaker/professor exactly why he taught in the first place (as was so often in the case throughout my formal academic career), even though I've always preferred ebonics & patois over the king's dry-assed english.
3) In my experience, it was more often the surburban white kid with way too much of nothing in his life asking bullshit questions or making stupid cracks. MTVs "The Real World" & "Sorority Life" pretty much sum up the state of mainstream america's high school and college students. Baggy jeans and my brim bent over my eyes didn't mean I lacked in comprehension, though exposure was generally a luxury, not status quo.
I know this a bit off-topic, and perhaps I'm a bit sensitive, not to mention the fact that I can indeed see the humor in your statement - i'm not a dry ass, nor am I anal - but I'm sure you're all smart enough to feel me on this on.
Now, back to making music...
Flo' Dolo