real arthead is primed in these times because this cannot stop “it.”

Acute Deprivation does something to the creative cerebellum akin to conscious asphyxiation in those who’ve never formulated an honest response to lack. You don’t just ‘find air elsewhere. ‘When the oxygen hits you burst into flames.

IN Cleveland speak being a niggardly motherfucka was EEOC in the 80s-2000s.

As in…. “Lookit Dis Nigga here…how WE ruined your fn career? Y’old creepy , crepe-y ass mad and mollified ya sins ain’t Absolved by calling on tha blood of Our Patron Saint of Comedy Richard Pryor who WE all know never liked yo’ ass? We ain’t say the shit motherfucka, you did!How tha fuck YOU Thinkyo ignorance is on our asses in any way otha than like tha ‘shit on a shoe’ that Is even having ta work with yo azz is beyond Me~”

…all expressed with a glance , a brow and a muttered “dis Nigga~”

ah… the sheer, poetic beauty of patois.