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Showing posts with label Kanye West. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kanye West. Show all posts

Saturday, December 03, 2022

Ye on Alex Jones

 Okay, everybody, it's time to leave Kanye West alone. 

He's going through a divorce and losing his family. 

That's what this is all about. 

Cut the guy some slack and ignore everything he says for now.

If you've ever been through this, you know.


Thursday, December 01, 2022

Ye and Hitler on Alex Jones

 

Kanye West just went on Alex Jones and said he saw good things in Hitler. After all, "There's some good in everybody." And the Jews were not going to stop him from saying so. We have to stop demonizing the Nazis.

Two points: first, this is not a reasonable position. This is where moral relativism and non-judgemental New Age "Christianity" takes us, and it is a dark path. Hitler had the potential to be good, but he chose evil, and did not repent.

And antisemitism is, to me, a litmus test of good and evil. It almost seems as though God assigned the Jews this role among the nations. 

People who know Kanye West insist he is not saying this because he is manic. I don't think this makes a difference. Manic people, insane people of any sort, are still morally responsible for their moral judgments.

Should Kanye West -- Ye -- be punished in some way? No. Freedom of speech and freedom of thought prohibits that.

But we should all publicly express our strong disagreement.




Saturday, August 01, 2020

Kanye West Is Not Picasso


Since Kanye West has been in the news, there has been much recent tweeting and posting of Leonard Cohen’s posthumously published poem “Kanye West Is Not Picasso.” Unfortunately, nobody seems to understand what it means.

Most people take it as a “dissing” of Kanye West. And then take sides in this imagined conflict over who is the greater artist and who is the megalomaniac.

It is, instead, although not in my view a great poem, a Buddhist meditation on the self. It is a koan.

I think, for purposes of review, it is fair dealing to quote it in full; I note that others are.




It is the mystery of the self, the ego.

The ego is, at the same time, the only thing we know; and we know nothing about it.

I meant just then to say, “we all sometimes think we are Picasso, or greater than Picasso.” But then, I do not, cannot, know that.

For none of us ever knows any ego but our own.

It is of course nonsense to say “I am Picasso.” Picasso is Picasso.

At the same time, our ego contains all things; it is truer too to say “I am Picasso” than to say “Picasso is Picasso.”

And yet that “I” is nobody at all.

Anyone, including Picasso, who thinks they are Picasso is a fool.

The ego, of course, although it is nothing, is the most dangerous thing in the universe.

It seeks war against all things.