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me,
    said I needed to take both comments,
    that it was significant that there were only two and this is what they said.
    So this part is for Noah:
    http://www.411mania.com/music/news/164797/Kanye-West-To-Appear-On-Kardashian-Reality-Show.htm
    Comments (2)
    1) Wow, Kanye looks mad fuckin lame in that pic. At least he [mostly] makes good music.
    Posted By: SS87 (Guest) on December 04, 2010 at 01:12 AM
    2) fucking awesome!!!!….no, really…i hope he dies….i do, i hope he goddamn dies…fuck him, goddamn concieted hypocrit muther fucker…the
    only ratings he will deliver is if he gets decapitated on live television during half time of the super bowl…i’d actually watch that
    and don’t feed me any of your sympathetic bullshit…he’s an untalented con artist and racistthat deserves to be beaten with a hammer and thrown screaming from a helicopter
    Posted By: mikey (Guest) on December 04, 2010 at 04:21 AM
    We’re both still surprised at the racism and violence and hate.
We’re full of fear
    but that’s not what fearsome means.

HATE IS FOR HITLER
    my mother used to tell me.
So I said and say, I don’t like … really don’t like … can’t stand …
My grandmother used to say it.
    I wonder if Kanye’s mother said it too.
Unconditional love
is what she speaks most about in her memoir.
    I wonder if raised in a good family in Alabama
she picked up the same saying
my grandmother did
    when she lived with her mother as one
of the oldest of six sisters and five brothers
in Philadelphia after the Depression.
    All of my grandmother’s friends went off to World War II.
She went to the dances for the servicemen, held them,
then followed the lists that were posted, lists of dead men.
    How can these kids say they hate Kanye?
Why do they hate? Why is the word
in their mouths and out their fingers?
    I think Kanye’s like me,
and I think it’s incomprehensible.
I think he and I and my mother and Donda West
    are easily moved.
We enter into discourse thinking first,
love .

BECAUSE KANYE ISN’T KING KONG OR EMMETT TILL OR A N****
    When I admire my small, white nose, I’m Taylor Swift.
    Too, if I’m made of red candies and floral underwear,
    if I spend a day descending all the stairways I can find.
    It’s one way to be a woman, a woman being a girl.
    I could meet the many white knights, with their hands
    around swords, their ears perked to the motion of men.
    If I ever thought life was a whistle, I thought it twice.

dear kanye
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    KANYE WEST , “Power,” line 13 of verse 2

MY SUMMER WITH KANYE
    So many crickets, small and brown, so small, babies maybe, hardly in control, their jumps foolish and sweet.
    My birthday this year was everything I wanted it to be. My mother and sisters came. We swam in the Hampton Inn’s outdoor pool. We ate prepared foods from Wegman’s.
    That day, the New York Times ArtsBeat blog posted about a preview of Kanye’s music video for “Power.”
    So much is false, and the voice of the viewer. Is Kanye imposing? Is the chain heavy? Do the women kneel before him? What does that look like? A woman apologizing? With some request?
    The horns are not as devilish as they are the horns of dinosaurs, the Minotaur, an African gazelle, a god of the sea I imagine, the shapes of twisted arms, dark, twisted arms.
    And there is no ceiling. The sky moves in the video.
    Two weeks later, Kanye is quoted as saying, “I’m not trying to dive into anything unless I really, really think that I can marry this person. I look at this person and I say, ‘This is how I want my daughter to be.’ ”
    I’m thinking of babies, too.

WATCHING WEEKS
    I am mother to the smallest baby.
Inside, fingernails grow this week.
    So we bought our first video camera.
    The language of documentation
comes to me immediately. “This is
what I’m working on. This is
your dad doing a dance for