The Most Dangerous Blog In The World

I have always been in love with O'Shea Jackson. The way he carried himself, that street-borne braggadocio mixed with literary genteel, a marred Dionysus not outdone by our screwed up society. The crushing weight of discrimination, heavy to bear, yet O'Shea kept his shoulders up, his head high, never quite frowning. Bothered, but not broken. … Continue reading The Most Dangerous Blog In The World