Dig it, Omar made it easy for me today. Thank you, oh soothsayer of truthiness.....
The Scene:
(A hazy, smokey bar in Greenwich Village. A young Bobby Zimmerman watches on.)
FOR REAL (!!!!)
FIGHT
THE
POWER
(audible nervousness from the audience as they shift uncomfortably in their seats)
AT BEST
CALL IT
TROUBLE
NO ONE IS SAFE
As white, 20-something, college-educated intelligentsia have heard enough and proceed to slowly file out of the Gaslight, no one is around to contemplate the meaning of this latest code. Perhaps he was bringing a message to you privileged idiots from the future? Maybe it was a soliloquy on the shameful underbelly of the fat pigs that feasted on the forced labor of our great Nation and, through that, allowed themselves to acquire unparalleled wealth and comfort despite their recent, negligible economic misfortunes?
Or maybe it really is about the 2008 Miami Dolphins depth chart?
I am not the messenger. I bring you only The Message.
-DRK
