We Don't Talk Pretty For Boppers Mayne

First things first, Brother Ali's new album is on sale at Worst Buy for 7.99. So go get that shit today. I mean, that's usually the amount of money I spend on an outing to Wendy's, so even if you don't like the album it ain't like you just broke the bank. Nahmsayin.

Speaking of Muslims, BBC News has added a section dedicated entirely to documenting Muslims in Europe. Now a lot of you kramers know that's one of my favorite subjects, so expect me to jack mad shit from them in the next couple months. The most interesting thing about this whole situation, is, of course, the role of religious and cultural conflict in the context of the socio-economic situation between indigenous Europeans and Muslim immigrants. It's a chicken egg situation, but obviously if you have equal access to education, housing, and jobs, you have more resources to resolve cultural differences.

"Young Muslims growing up in the Netherlands are finding different ways of creating new identities.

Some use music to give voice to their frustrations. There's a lively Moroccan rap music scene - part of a vibrant and essentially secular youth culture. Yet when you ask young rappers if they are Muslim, they unhesitatingly reply they are."

See, ha. I told you. Rap solves everything. Read the first one too.

Sing City city council members are getting their laptop on. That's some real Michigan type shit right there. I'm going to touch on this in a latter post, but seriously. The median income of the state of Michigan is 68,337 for a family of four. I'm about to skate out for lunch, but I'll be back later with some stats to let you hoes know that:

1. We pay some taxes up here, so the problem ain't the tax base.
2. Somehow we end up with poor public education, infrastructure, et. al.
3. Ergo, the issue with Michigan is the channels by which tax money reaches public policy.

And don't get all knee jerk with me either. Dollars to donuts I'm more liberal than you.

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