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All Black Everything

I have a knack for being a late-comer to all things fashionable, so of course I have just now discovered Lupe Fiasco, an amazing hip hop artist who I take to be one of the most prophetic artistic voices that you are ever likely to hear on the radio. I’ve been infatuated with this song over the last week, letting it sink in as a theological text of eschatological vision that encapsulates what I take to be the sort of social imagination that Christ makes possible in a world of structural whiteness that positions black life as locked into and determined by a particular ideology of history: one that is articulated through and recycled by the socially embedded and culturally celebrated idea that the West’s progressive trek across land and time–an imperial campaign of terror that claims for its own historical project of bodily and spacial accumulation those (non-) subjects determined as ahistorical or not sufficiently historical–was the way that history necessarily had to turn out. Here Lupe Fiasco is calling for an end, and therefore an apocalyptic reversal, to that history. He is calling for  a poetic imagining of the end of the world that is both an end (an apocalypse) and a new beginning (an eschatology) all at once. He is producing through what Anthony Pinn calls “creative disregard”, the questioning and disruption of normative sites of power through artistic and novel imagination, a new history in which black life is no longer determined by the terror of whiteness. “All black Everything” means the end of whiteness, and therefore the end of blackness as determined by whiteness. It means that the world has ended and that an eschatological reality has been inaugurated in Christ’s body–the body that has re-made all bodies so that human existence is no longer defined by the destructive and ontologically forced confines of whiteness, accumulation, and Western imperial reality. Have a listen and imagine the possibility.

“All Black Everything” by Lupe Fiasco

[Hook] You would never know
If you could ever be
If you never try
You would never see
Stayed in Africa
We ain’t never leave
So there were no slaves in our history
Were no slave ships, were no misery, call me crazy, or isn’t he
See I fell asleep and I had a dream, it was all black everything

Uh, and we ain’t get exploited
White man ain’t feared it so he did not destroy it
We ain’t work for free, see they had to employ it
Built it up together so we equally appointed
First 400 years, see we actually enjoyed it
Constitution written by W.E.B. Du Bois
Were no reconstructions, civil war got avoided
Little black sambo grows up to be a lawyer
Extra extra on the news stands
Black woman voted head of Ku Klux Klan
Malcolm Little dies as an old man
Martin Luther King read the eulogy for him
Followed by Bill O’Reilly who read from the Quran
President Bush sends condolences from Iran
Where Fox News reports live
That Ahmadinejad wins Mandela peace prize

Uh, and it ain’t no projects
Keepin it real is not an understood concept
Yea, complexion’s not a contest
Cause racism has no context
Hip-hop ain’t got a section called conscious
Everybody rappin like crack never happened
Crips never occurred nor bloods to attack them
Matter of fact no hood to attack in
Somalia is a great place to relax in
Fred Astaire was the first to do a backspin
The rat pack was cool group of black men
That inspired the five white guys called the Jacksons
Eminem fitted in but then again he inspired a black rapper tryin to mimic him
And thats what really rose up out of Michigan, the sign of white rapper by the name of 50 cent


Uh, and I know it’s just a fantasy
I cordially invite you to ask why can’t it be
Now we can do nothing bout the past
But we can do something about the future that we have
We can make it fast or we can make it last
Every woman queen and every man a king and
When those color lines come we can’t see between
We just close our eyes till its all black everything

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It has been a long while since I last updated you on the life and times of the Klines. For that I apologize. But do not fear, for I am about to make up for it by bombarding you with weeks worth of happenings and news. For that you are welcome.

Last weekend Jess and Stephanie came from Austin to stay with us for a long weekend. We toured them around Duke campus on Saturday where they got to experience the Cameron Crazies firsthand during the biggest basketball weekend of the entire year (Duke vs. UNC). Hundreds of slightly/moderately/severely intoxicated fans covered in blue body paint carting huge 80’s style boom boxes around is always a fun time, in my opinion.

We spent some time outside enjoying the early spring weather, took them to Mad Hatters, watched a lot of modern family, and of course, went out for drinks with some friends to celebrate Jess’ recent coming of age! Fun fun fun.

It was Dave’s spring break (reading week) last week so we decided to celebrate our anniversary early by taking a quick trip to Asheville, NC. We booked a night in a lovely little bed and breakfast one mile from downtown and less than half a mile from the Biltmore Estate.

Our plans of hiking on the mountain trails were foiled by the rain but we got to spend a lovely morning exploring the Biltmore thanks to a kind couple who gave us some free tickets! They even gave us tickets for an audio tour so we got to learn about all the history and people who lived there.

“Biltmore house is a French Renaissance-style mansion built by George Washington Vanderbilt II between 1889 and 1895. It is the largest privately-owned home in the United States, at 175,000 square feet (16,300 m2) and featuring 250 rooms. Still owned by one of Vanderbilt’s descendants, it stands today as one of the most prominent remaining examples of the Gilded Age.”

We had a lovely dinner and a great two days relaxing and spending time together. We reflected on our last two years together and the many experiences that have molded and shaped us. It’s interesting to think back on what our marriage has looked like in both the exciting and fulfilling times, as well as the challenging and mundane times.  Because after all, our story is comprised of the good and the bad, the beautiful and the ugly, the highs and the lows. We are so thankful to God for how he has blessed us with each other, with our families, and with our friends.

On Saturday night we carpooled with a group of friends to Carrboro to go and see Over the Rhine in concert.  We’ve seen them several times now (Dave more than I) and we are still amazed at how good they are live.

To top it all off Dave came home on Monday (our actual anniverary) with one of the most beautiful bouquets of roses I have ever seen. We gave each other cards, and then went out to dinner at Piedmont downtown where I had butternut squash & ricotta ravioli with sage brown butter & parmesan and Dave had roast breast of poulet rouge with créme fraîche mashed potatoes, brussles sprouts & tarragon jus. It was delicious! After dinner we came home and watched the footage of our ceremony. I cried when we said our vows, as I always do when I watch the video, and I was overcome emotion as I remembered how special the day was, and how wonderful it was to have all the people that we love so much around us.

Monday went from great to greater when I received word from NC State that I got into the graduate program I had applied for! I will be pursuing a Master of Science in Human Development and Family Studies with a concentration in Parent Education. I am so excited to have been accepted, and am glad that all the work on the GRE/application paid off! When I called my parents to tell them my Dad immediately posted it as his Facebook status and my Mum cried and called me a brainy box (which I last recall being used circa 1993 in England). It was so sweet.

To make the week even better, our friends Tim and Pam stopped in yesterday for a night on their way to see a friend in Albany, NY. It was so lovely to see them even if it was only a brief visit! We feasted on fajitas and cupcakes last night, and then Pam and I dropped Dave and Tim on campus at 8 this morning so that Tim could go to Dave’s New Testament class. Pam and I soothed our tired bodies with coffee and girly chatting which is always enjoyable.  They even brought us some cuvee coffee, some tea from the Tea Embassy, and some home-grown veggies from their garden! What good friends : )

That’s all for now folks!

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Lots of things

Lots of things have taken place since I last posted. Dave had a birthday, we had a mouse infestation, our heating went out for two days,we took a trip to Boston, I finally got a new rug for the living room, my Dad came for a quick visit, and we had/are having a snow storm. Enjoy these pics from (some of) the aforementioned events.

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Halloween with Tchaikovsky

Life here seems to be moving very rapidly. The days go by so quickly. Today marks the beginning of our fourth month here in North Carolina, and we are feeling more and more at home every day. It’s nice to reach the point where the things and people around us no longer feel so unfamiliar and different. Things are becoming usual and somewhat homey as we settle here, and I am glad.

We love that the grass and the trees (that haven’t turned yet) are so lush and green here. Nature’s colors hold a whole new meaning in a place where the land isn’t so scorched and brown. But, with that luxury comes rain, and lots of it. It has rained more days than it hasn’t since we’ve been here. We are slowly but surely getting used to it. The leaves continue to fall constantly and I find myself wondering how there are any left to fall. But there seems to be a perpetual supply. As the days get cooler the colors around us become rich with warmth. The reds have slowly darkened into crimson, and the oranges blaze within a fire of golden yellow. God is beautiful.

Tchaikovsky We spent last night in Greensboro listening to their symphony orchestra play Tchaikovsky’s 4th Symphony, among other pieces. This particular piece of music is one of Dave’s favorites and was somewhat life changing for him. It means alot to me also, as Dave wrote out the second movement and gave it to me for valentine’s day during our dating years. It really is so beautiful and powerful. I still have it ringing in my ears today.

Dave describes it as: “The first “classical” piece of music that ever grabbed my full attention. After hearing the piece for the first time in an open-to-the-public Houston Symphony rehearsal, I acquired every Tchaikovksy piece I could get my hands on. The 4th Symphony is still my favorite of the great Russian composer. The massive trumpet theme throughout, the overflowing graciousness and endearment of the second movement, the novelty and lightness of the pizzicato ostinato in the third movement, the volatile and explosive finale interlaced with the flowing and expressive motifs; all of this helped clear away any repellent to symphonic music that I had developed over the years, and I have not looked back since.” (Taken from his blog).

It was a very enjoyable evening because we shared a delicious meal beforehand with one of Dave’s classmates and his partner in their beautiful home. They are on the Board of Directors and were hosting the conductor and his wife in their home also. So we had dinner with Dmitry Sitkovetsky‘s wife (who is living in London) before the concert. We got to go backstage and meet him after the performance, and to top it all of we even got a photo with him : ) Bryan (our friend from the divinity school) came with us also.


On a funny note, we went to the grocery store to pick up a couple of things yesterday, and completly forgot that it was halloween. We saw a man dressed in all camo with rambo-style bullets hanging around his neck and I freaked out a little. Then a woman dressed as a witch with a Kroger name tag approached us and asked if we needed any help and it all came flooding back. What a funny holiday. Hope you all had a great one!

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