Tuesday, September 15, 2009

A CURSE FOR KANYE

Kanye West. Wow. What do you say to behavior like that? Such a lack of respect that you earn the disrespect of everyone. White and black. Cop and gangsta. Hip-hop and rocker. Dude you need to take a long vacation in, like, the Antarctic to chill your juices out. Maybe Michael Vick can give you some pointers on acquiring a little bit of humility. You are both in the same boat there. Humanity as a whole scorns you. You should probably move to Philadelphia. Or Baltimore. Or perch on a cliff on the west coast of Ireland like some medieval Saint looking for redemption from your evil ways. But what I really hope for is that, once this fuss blows over, everyone forgets about you. I curse you to obscurity. May you never win an award, be invited to a show. May you lose your recording contracts. May you lose your fans. May Bob Dylan write a song about you immortalizing you as the epitome of a tasteless asshole. May no one listen to you.

~ Rick Poure

~ New York City Correspondent

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