Slutty Professor Strikes Again!
by BAR poet in residence Raymond Nat Turner
Ronald Reagan once called the presidencey "the role of a lifetime." The current occupant of the White House has proven that he is no slouch either at role playing and reinventing himself as he goes along...
by BAR poet in residence Raymond Nat Turner
He word-o-boarded his way West with walls of Words—
Did his dissertation on: “The Unpacking of Thirty Pieces of
Silver In Rejuvenation of Judas In The Age of Empire: Multi-
modal Mule Dung Deploying Sesquipedalian Stink Bombs In
Ideological Warfare”
He invented of the Wink-Wink, Nod-Nod Code for covering
The Commander’s flank in theater—stupid Wall Street ‘white’
boys couldn’t detect the Commander’s coded wink-wink, Nod-
Nod communication with Black folk!
He apologizes for ‘signature’ strikes on Afghan grandmothers,
incinerated while gardening okra with grandchildren; He
Apologizes for ‘signature’ strikes on wedding parties blown
to bits on joyous occasions; He apologizes for Egyptian youth
losing eyes, lives and relative freedom in Bomb Gates-guided
counterinsurgency
He apologizes for 15-22 thousand Palestinians slaughtered in white
phosphorus-shrouded weapons-testing. He apologizes for Somali
Fishermen whacked during the Commander’s first days, and for
Ghost detainees haunting Gitmo 8 yrs after the Commander closed it…
He apologizes for Occupy pepper-spray, baton blows and plastic
cuffs cutting of circulation; He apologizes for Ferguson, Chicago,
Baltimore Black youth caught in cumulus clouds of teargas, reign of
rubber-coated bullets, between Panzer Divisions deployed against them
Class struggle is flaring up like Nigerian oil wells; empire’s bases
Infest the world like buzzing beehives pollinating wars foreign and
Domestic. And there is no shame in the Slutty Professor’s game—
getting his black site groove on: Limbo with the Golda-plated Iron
Lady, waiting on wings of a Predator drone…
Raymond Nat Turner © 2015 All Rights Reserved
The “peace” our enemies want is mounted on brutal war and in its continuation in modern/colonial law and order.
I’ve prepped produce; bagged bread; stocked shelves; pulled products for- ward on shelves of several stores. So I bring nothing but love for frontline
This week community control of police, rage in protests, and the black political class were on your minds.
Market logics, commodification, extraction, and exploitation condition our possibilities for life and expose many to ever-expanding forms of precarity.
The political project we are invested in will require long term conviction and must be internationalist in its orientation.
