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Pole Worker at Night – a music review

Posted on January 11, 2013 by Kendall Fredrick Person

Pole Worker At Night

she got both cheecks popping while she’s sliding down the pole…pay her for her favors, straight shot no chasers

P – Shaw Productions M.G, Featuring Alien 321 & Killa K.I.D.

I remember taking road trips as a collegiate; there were specific songs played during the drive – bonding music, if you will. Certain songs played at the nightclubs, that would light up the dance floor – placing the entire club under a groove. And before the night would end, if you were smooth enough, there were songs played to get your honey in the mood. Pole Worker at Night is one of only a handful of songs that hits the trifecta. The contagious hook, psychedelic flow of the lyrics, and mesmerizing beat, combine to eliminate the guilt and song’s graphic nature, allowing the repetition of its hypnotic melody to invade the consciousness, and place the pole worker inside our minds… rather we want her there or not.

A review by Kendall F. Person, thepublicblogger

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Rudyard and Michelle: A Literary Union, Forms a Century Apart

Posted on September 5, 2012 by Kendall Fredrick Person

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In 2012, oratory from the First Lady of a nation, set the literary world on fire. Her most sustaining line, “Being President doesn’t change who you are, it reveals who you are” ignited debate on whether the missing link to Rudyard Kipling’s masterpiece, “If”, had finally been revealed.

Few educational details have remained categorically intact from my years inside learning institutions. Taken as a whole, the formal educational portion of our lives, if used effectively, is the mechanism that inputs the mental data, and is near or at the top of the most important influences, that not just helps to define who we are and who we can become, but enriches us with the mental and social tools, allowing us to build the life of our dreams. Giving a grateful acknowledgement to my host of elementary school teachers for their – what I now realize – complete generosity of self, for embedding in me the basic general principles and ultimate necessities, that everything else in life will follow. However, while I understand I retained the knowledge, I do not remember exactly the moment it clicked, that two plus two equaled four. But, what I do remember, with absolute photogenic certainty, is when, where and how I learned the meaning of If by Rudyard Kipling.

If you can keep, your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you.

Passed down from one generation of men to the next, If is profoundly brilliant and considered by a few, to be the epitome of self-help literature. In simply a breathtaking oratory, The First Lady of the United States of America Michelle Obama, has with humility and grace, managed to modernize in our minds, the greatest poem ever written.

Mrs. Obama spoke of her world, her husband, and the difficulty of accepting her belief, that the Office of the Presidency would forge a changed man from the one she married. But with the love of a devoted wife and mother, and the dignity deserving of her post, she captivated a television audience of millions, filling the electric, all-inclusive arena with raw emotions colored Red, White & Blue. “Being President doesn’t change who you are, it reveals who you are.”

Moments after the beauty of her lyrical flow rained down on a nation, I imagine many of us grabbed hold of the most defining line in her speech, – in any speech from the past quarter-century – and made it our own. Substituting the word (and title of her husband), ‘President’ then inserting the word (or title) each of us uses, in public or private, that defines whoever or however we define our own self.

If you can dream–and not make dreams your master.

Inspired by the actions of Dr. Leander Starr Jameson, leader of a British raid against the Boers in the late 19^th century, Rudyard Kipling’s If, served as a war anthem and inspired fortitude amongst the troops. Its longevity would soon prove, in the mind of literary intellects, that its true genius was in its ability to speak to each person – individually. Each stanza exposes a burden of life, then seamlessly delivers a viable solution to conquer the burden beholden before it.

If is a 104 year-old masterpiece. A patriotic gift to a nation of tired soldiers.

In the spring of 1987, as a collegiate at the University of California, Davis, the apex of my formal years within the institution of learning, If became a resounding part of my life. Introduced as a mandatory memorization exercise, not by the professors or guest speakers who lectured me, but as a direct result of my commitment of obtaining a degree and my understanding the privilege of being part of a ‘university-bubble’. It is a salute to the culture created in college towns across America, and a nod to the generation of Men, that unapologetically drilled it into me, having the wisdom to know I would need it.

Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build’em up with worn-out tools;

Michelle Obama shared stories from her childhood, both denoting her understanding of the challenges we face – painting a visual picture of a struggling father’s unbending commitment to his family – but accentuating, that we have the nobility in us, as individuals, as a family and as a nation, to overcome said challenges. Offering inspiration in a time of need. But it did more than that. It summed up a historical, and arguably, the most important piece of poetry ever written. What I took from what she said; even if we successfully turn back every boulder life hurls our way, the true measure of the victorious, is the person those victories reveal.

Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it, And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

If there was one criticism of If, is the emphatic fashion to which Kipling exclamated the conclusion. But in context, all of the soldiers, during that era, were men, and it was to them it was written. But in present day, it appears antiquated. Denying half the world’s population its full embrace is unworthy of such a great piece of work. That Mrs. Barack Obama and Rudyard Kipling have never met, making their marks more than a century a part, is poetry within itself. But the real significance of the literary union between the two, is she has demonstrated by example, that The Earth and everything that’s in it, can belong to women too.

written & developed by Kendall F. Person,

thepublicblogger

edited by Shuana Marie Pierre-Louis

Inspiration from First Lady Michelle Obama & the late Rudyard Kipling.