Sunday, April 29, 2007

Iraq Needs a "Lemon Law"


This story pretty much says it all. This business in Iraq has never been less than murder, grand larceny and outright treachery, but it doesn't even take bombs to make shit there fall down. All it takes is the same level of accountability on municipal projects that taxpayers get ripped off for right here in Brooklyn (read zero accountability). Someone needs to let the would-be bombers in on a little New York-style secret: Why commit suicide when you can wait a year or so and the whole fucking thing will break down and fall apart anyway? And our pols respond that they don't know who's responsible... Hmmmm... I wonder... HOW ABOUT THE PEOPLE THAT GOT PAID TO BUILD ALL THIS STUFF? Just a little fucking common sense there, people. Okay?

Apologies in advance for dropping the ol' f-bomb in there--I'm just getting in the right mindset for work tomorrow.

Back from holiday, rested and ready to go...

And my first review!!!! Thanks to Vince Quatroche up in Gridville for the kind words!

On Saturday April 14th I was one of the featured Poets at the Stark Reading Series in the Times Square Arts Center down in NYC. Other talented poets/musicians performing that afternoon was our good friend G. Emil Reutter and Fred Arcoleo. As usual Mistress of Ceremonies Vivianna conducted the wide variety of contributing individuals with her usual wild enthusiasm celebrating the event with music, dance & and some damn good Po of her own. Reutter was as enjoyable as he always is and acoustic guitarist & city school system teacher Fred Arcoleo was superb, displaying rare passion and skill of his instrument. Think some of the most talented Singer/Songwriters of the old Fast Folk series that once preformed down in the East Village in the 80s & 90s. He simply blew the audience away with honest fire, depth of spirit and compassion he brought to the stage. The open mic. featured all manner of characters and surprises from a diverse lot of souls packing expression and imagination all up and down the creative spectrum. A real hidden gem of an emerging Poet was displayed in the contributions of one named MacGregor Rucker (in his 1st performance of Po). Funny, creative man who even managed to include his two sons as a straight men for his material in the audience. Type the word Glossophagia in the great god Goggle and check out his website. I encourage all who are looking for something really interesting to do on a Saturday afternoon at around 3PM drop in at 30 west 43rd Street at 8th Ave, Room 508 and dig this scene. O BTW...the Stark series moves to a bigger venue in June. Further details will be posted here as they become available.

Friday, April 20, 2007

John McCain is a moron.

It's bad enough that a presidential hopeful made such an irresponsible, idiotic joke but his response to criticism is just incredibly dumb.

Do we really need a repeat performance of this sort of lunacy? We barely survived one mentally disabled president. Can we bear another?

I don't think so


Pakistanis take it to the streets!



It's Zeppy The Crime Blimp!!!

Venezuela's New Anti-Crime Mascot

Thursday, April 19, 2007

EU Adopts Measure Outlawing Holocaust Denial

Okay, let's make one thing really clear. People who deny the Holocaust are morons and I don't want them near me. This story from the International Herald Tribune though, bothers me a bit. I think it's perfectly reasonable for the EU to make a strong statement that Holocaust denial is idiocy, HOWEVER, to outlaw it is dangerous. It's a bad idea in that it only drives it underground and makes it harder to keep track of. I've always found it easier from a practical standpoint if someone comes out and speaks freely and proves themself to be A REAL DICKHEAD. It saves a lot of time and confusion. The EU should know better. Germany outlawed any reference to National Socialism, swastikas etc after WWII and ended up being surprised after unification by a well organized Nazi movement. Essentially I believe that this measure officially martyrs proponents of Holocaust denial.

The Yahoos Show Their True Colors

This is an interesting lawsuit which raises a lot of questions that even go beyond the case itself. It does sound to me like Yahoo acted irresponsibly here, and it is quite certain that other corporations are acting in bad faith and conscience in their big smash and grab into the Fear East.

Interesting mention in this article is that there IS, in fact, a 217 year old law on the books aimed at preventing American Corporations from committing and being involved in human rights violations around the globe. It is quite evident that there has been ZERO enforcement of this law in our lifetime, but perhaps it's time for this law to be re-examined.

What the Dickens???

My next trip to England I'm running as fast as the dickens to DICKENS WORLD where I'm hoping there will be rides that scare the dickens out of me, and attractions that add a new TWIST to entertaiment.

Until then I'll have to be satisfied playing with my DICKENS ACTION FIGURE.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007


I will not be around for this, unfortunately... but poets, patrons of poets and poetry fans should be sure not to miss this:

Poetry Grows in Brooklyn...

The Brownstone Poets presents:
Saturday, April 21, 2007
Featuring the Poets:
*The Mad Poets form Pennsylvania *

Eileen D'Angelo, Richard Bank, G. Emil Reutter, Dave Worrell, Autumn Konopka, Camelia Nocella
432 5th Avenue
(between 8th & 9th Sts.)
Brooklyn, N.Y. 11215
718 832 8131
$3 donation + food/drink
Open Mic

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Bailing out.

It's been a weird news week already, between the horror in Blacksburg, Virginia yesterday and record rainfalls in the Northeast... and of course the daily weirdness from regions of the world that our FEARLESS LEADER seems intent on turning into a WASTELAND.

I'd planned this trip to JAMAICA a while back but by the time I bail out of here on Saturday morning, INSHALLAH, it will be a more welcome respite than I could have imagined.

My travel partners will probably be relieved to know that I have decided not to wear THIS.

This probably won't be my last Glossophagic Proclamation before leaving--I'd like to leave for this break having made some pithy and poignant statement, but we'll just have to see.

Sunday, April 15, 2007

East River Hydro

Not ganja, you dorks!!! Okay, I'm not one to toot my own horn... Okay, yes I am, but more than 20 years ago I was a friend's apartment over on Avenue D, and we were watching the East River while the tide was changing. It looked like a flushing toilet, and I turned to my friend and said, "Man, they need to harness that power. It could light up the whole Lower East Side." So, despite the exaggeration, I wasn't so far off base. Before Memorial Day, the East River tidal bore will be GENERATING ELECTRICITY.

Saturday, April 14, 2007

Stark Reading Recap

G. Emil Reutter & Vincent Quatroche at the Stark Reading Series

Many thanks to George and Vincent. You guys were brilliant. It was a real honor to lose my cherry, so to speak, with you guys headlining. Many thanks to Viviana, the hostess of Times Square's coolest little scene. It was a lot of fun today... a lot of talent. I'd love to list everybody but don't have all the names. Props to third feature performer/activist Fred Arcoleo and also to a cool group of kids from out on the other end of Long Island, who have a very hot little ensemble called Nothing Plural.

Don Imus & The First Amendment

A quick note on this issue: I saw on the news this morning that Don Imus fans had gathered to protest what they called censorship and a violation of the First Amendment. I think it's important to point out that his being fired is in no way censorship and there was no violation whatsoever. CBS and MSNBC are private entities and acted in response to other private entities who had decided of their own free will to disassociate themselves from Imus' legacy of repugnant speech. At no point did the government or any governing agency step in and say that Imus had no right to be on the air. There is no law on the books, nor any FCC ruling that prevents Imus from making vulgar racist and misogynist comments on the air. It's really only a larger scale version of saying, "That guy is gross. I don't want to hang out with him anymore."

Imus and other media personalities have long been given a pass for these comments, but this time the people spoke, exercising their own First Amendment rights by clearly stating that hateful talk and behavior will not be tolerated. Procter & Gamble and other corporate sponsors listened and exercised their right to say that they don't like what this particular radio host has come to represent. This is the way things SHOULD work in a free society.

Imus was not CENSORED. He was CENSURED. There is a huge difference. Imus fans are seriously misguided and misinformed if they believe that any freedom has been violated or curtailed.

To Charles Bukowski

To Charles Bukowski

I drink.
I drink an awful lot.
That's why you love me, isn't it?
I'm clever.
I write poems.
I gamble and fight
And I drink an awful lot.
Everybody loves a stereotype.
Stereotypes relieve a person from thinking too hard.
I'm clever
I write poems.
They made two movies about me and I missed both.
I was dead drunk for the first one
And I was just dead for the second.

Friday, April 13, 2007

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

When truth becomes as strange as fiction? These doctors are studying the use of DRUGS TO ERASE OR LESSEN the lasting effects of bad memories, i.e. Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. So... assuming they're successful... just how bad off does it have to be before you consider erasing pieces of your past?

I'm familiar (all too familiar) with the use of propanolol, which was described as a beta-blocker, to treat migraines. This is a bit different. It's interesting, to say the least, but it definitely raises some philosophical questions.

Day of the Dolphin


Fox News?

From MediaPost MEDIA April 2007

Column: Word Wide Web- You Decide: Is This News?
by Tom Siebert, April 2007 issue
If you love the English language, or journalism, or America for that matter, you can't help but hate fox news. Or, as it should be more properly referred to, Fox "News," with index and (appropriately) middle fingers wiggling in the air to suggest quotation marks.

Fox "News" has had more negative influence on the language, the journalism profession, and the country than any other media outlet over the past five years. That's a big accusation to make, but I can back it up.

Fox "News" has subverted the language, and thus the collective discussions, of Americans by pursuing with a vengeance what the Nazi propaganda minister Joseph Goebbels called "The Big Lie." Here's how the U.S. Office of Strategic Services (OSS) defined "The Big Lie":

"Primary rules were: never allow the public to cool off; never admit a fault or wrong; never concede that there may be some good in your enemy; never leave room for alternatives; never accept blame; concentrate on one enemy at a time and blame him for everything that goes wrong; people will believe a big lie sooner than a little one; and if you repeat it frequently enough people will sooner or later believe it.

- OSS report, page 51

Despite all evidence to the contrary, Fox "News" continues to brand itself as "Fair and Balanced," even when that claim is patently absurd. I could fill this whole magazine with examples - entire books have been written about it - but the most recent jaw-dropping instance for me was the pair of pilots for "The - Hour News Hour," which was defined as "'The Daily Show' for conservatives" by its creator Joel Surnow.

The Fox News Channel promoted the program on its Web site by writing: "From bashing Obama to trashing Hillary and slamming the ACLU - finally, there's a show for the rest of us!"

The episode I saw was pretty funny, and there's certainly a place for a program like this on TV. But on a news channel? Comedy Central, HBO, "Saturday Night Live" - none of the networks or programs offering "fake news" are aired on news networks. Actually, with "The - Hour News Hour," on Fox "News," none are now, either.

Another lie that Fox "News" sells is that its pundits are brave iconoclasts. Actually, they're cowards who don't have enough faith in their positions to allow much more than straw men and women to debate them.

As has been oft-reported, conservative Sean Hannity was allowed to pick his opposition for his debate program, and he tapped a cadaverous member of the tepid left, Alan Colmes. When the opportunity arose for Jeff Cohen, an articulate progressive, to sit in for Colmes, Hannity didn't have the cajones to sign off on it, according to Cohen's book.

So let's call him out: You're a coward, Sean Hannity. You don't have the guts to back up your beliefs by honest debate. And if you claim otherwise, how about letting MediaPost sponsor a debate between you and Jeff Cohen? Heck, Fox "News" coward, I could take you on and take you down; that's how empty your talking points are.

But the most despicable untruth that's the subtext of nearly all the content on Fox "News" is that loving your country translates into loving your government. To that I say: Love is based on trust. I can trust the ideals set forward in our Constitution. I can trust a transparent government not so ashamed of its actions that it will permit disclosure of secret meetings or allow employees to testify under oath.

There will surely be people who will say I hate America, that I want to drag the country down. That couldn't be a bigger Lie. I love America; I love what she stands for. I love the flag I fly at home, and I refuse to let ideologues define what flying it means. It's because I love all those things that I hate Fox "News."

Tom Siebert is vice president of corporate communications at Initiative North America. (

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Bigger fish to fry

I've been inundated in the last week by the Imus ruckus and ensuing office "discussions" as to how he should be dealt with. I wasn't sorry to see him sacked. Perhaps I was even a little joyful. It seems a positive action on the part of CBS and MSNBC, even if they probably did it for financial reasons and not any pervading sense of morality on the corporate level. I can't even get into the arguments about the First Amendment, or double standards with celebrities big mouths, mostly because they represent such a tiny segment of our society. We can vote with our dollars. Nuff said on that.

In the midst of all this stuff, someone sent me THIS LINK which reminded me that the real devil isn't in these handful of high profile cases, but that which for some reason slips under the radar of national news (for the most part). There is a link on this blog to the story in the Chicago Tribune so I have to give them credit. I'm just amazed that the story of Paris, Texas hasn't been picked up by every network. This story is truly horrifying, and while it has a partly okay ending (not a happy ending), it's evidence that we, as a nation, have a lot of work to do.

All Things Must Pass: George HareKrishnason Revisited

Visitors to my hovel always marvel at the number of albums I have stacked on shelves along the wall, but invariably, despite their own musical preferences, will question the lack of anything by the Beatles. It's not a conscious decision to ignore them, but they've never moved me enough to buy any of their stuff. I do have a copy of Abbey Road that's so damaged it only plays on one side--and I've got a copy of Lennon's Sometime in New York City (a hit or miss affair)--AND--I have a couple George Harrison solo albums, my favorite of which is All Things Must Pass. ATMP was a high school and college bong-a-thon staple and I always really enjoyed it, but I'd largely forgotten about it until a few years ago when I fell into a bit of an existential crisis. I'd been up working for about 36 hours and had another 24 to go to meet a deadline. Somehow it stuck in my head that I'd never make it through the night unless I had a copy of All Things Must Pass. It took a foray into the wilds of lower Manhattan to find a copy but it was a successful mission--I got a newly remastered, re-released copy with extra tracks--and I made it through the night playing both discs on repeat the entire time.

There is no single weak track on the entire album and I'm going to throw this out there, because I believe it to be true: Wah Wah is the most rocking song ever written and recorded by a Beatle. The live performance on Concert for Bangladesh is damn near frightening. The title track is overwhelmingly beautiful, and Beware of Darkness gives me chills.

If there's one album that will get me through anything, it's this one.

RIP Kurt Vonnegut

There are people whom you just expect will live forever, and of course they don't, but that just doesn't prepare you for the news. Kurt Vonnegut was one of those people that just seemed larger than life. Truly one of a kind...

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Stark Poetry Reading

Slight change of venue:

Stark Reading Series
Hosted by Viviana
Saturday, April 14th
3pm to 6pm

The Mini-Theater located in the Times Square Arts Center

30 West 43rd Street at 8th Ave. , Room 508, New York, New York

Same building but a different room.

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Horrorscope of the Week

You know I'm bored when I'm reading horrorscopes but this is a particularly good one:

Virgo (Aug. 23-Sept. 21)
Who says you need to take others into account? Pah! You have a much more important thing to think about this week: yourself. This is liable to be misunderstood by some; you may point out to them that some attention to yourself is overdue, given all you've done for them lately. Or you may want to skip the explanations and jump to the part where you surround yourself with mirrors, gaze into your old diaries and masturbate yourself to self-realization.

Doesn't everybody do this all the time anyway?

Monday, April 09, 2007

Glossophagia Goes Stark Raving Mad

It was bound to happen. It's been heading in this direction. Glossophagia is going LIVE AND LOUD:

Stark Reading Series
Hosted by Viviana
Saturday, April 14th
3pm to 6pm

The Mini-Theatre located in the Times Square Arts Center

30 West 43rd Street at 8th Ave. , Room 508, New York, New York

Featured readers are the esteemed G. Emil Reutter and Vincent Quatroche

Yours truly will be taking Glossophagia to the Open Mic. Should be a good time. It's my first attempt at this in about 2 decades (with the exception of a forceful ejection from the Nuyorican Poets Cafe after an extempo-rant on a couple touchy issues--nuff said). I've got a few new items, and I'm more than honored to be sharing the day with the two very talented features. I'm looking forward to the other open mic surprises. Stark has a really impressive stable of regulars so it's bound to be a good time. Please feel free to attend and bring gifts... like whatever you think might be good for my nerves.


March 14, 2007


By John Pilger

In Andrew Cockburn's new book, Rumsfeld, the gap between rampant power and its faraway victims is closed. Donald Rumsfeld, US secretary of defence until last year and a designer of the Iraq bloodbath, is revealed as personally directing from his office in the Pentagon the torture of fellow human beings, exploiting "individual phobias, such as fear of dogs, to induce stress" and use of "a wet towel and dripping water to induce the misperception of suffocation". Cockburn's documented evidence shows that other Bush mafiosi, such as Paul Wolfowitz, now president of the World Bank, "had already agreed that Rumsfeld should approve all but the most severe options, such as the wet towel, without restriction".

In Washington, I asked Ray McGovern, formerly a senior CIA officer, what he made of Norman Mailer's remark that America had entered a pre-fascist state. "I hope he's right," he replied, "because there are others saying we are already in a fascist mode. When you see who is controlling the means of production here, when you see who is controlling the newspapers and periodicals, and the TV stations, from which most Americans take their news, and when you see how the so-called war on terror is being conducted, you begin to understand where we are headed ... It's quite something that the nuclear threat today should be seen first and foremost as coming from the United States of America and Great Britain."

McGovern was the author of the president's daily CIA intelligence brief. I interviewed him more than three years ago, and his prescient words are as striking today as Cockburn's revelation of Rumsfeld's secret life is illuminating. His description of fascism within a nominally free society recalls George Orwell's warning that totalitarianism does not require a totalitarian state.

The lies that have caused this extremely dangerous time are understood and rejected by the majority of humanity. This was illustrated vividly on 15-16 February 2003 when some 30 million people took to the streets of cities around the world, including the greatest demonstration in British history. It was illustrated again the other day in Latin America, which George W Bush on tour sought to reclaim for America's lost "backyard". "The distinguished visitor," noted one commentator in Caracas, "was received with fear and loathing."

There are many connections in Latin America to the suffering in the Middle East. The crushing of popular, reformist governments by the US and the setting up of torture regimes, from Guatemala to Chile, have echoes from Iran to Afghanistan. The current attacks on the Chávez government in Venezuela by the media, which Ray McGovern describes as being "domesticated by their wish to serve", are essential in disclaiming the right of the poor to find another way.

Elected last December with a record landslide of votes cast by three-quarters of the eligible population - his 11th major election victory - Hugo Chávez expresses the kind of genuine exuberant democracy long ago abandoned in Britain, where the political class offers instead the arthritic pirouetting of Tony Blair, a criminal, and treasurer Gordon Brown, the paymaster of imperial adventures fought by 18-year-old soldiers who, on their return home, are so ill treated that there is no one to change their colostomy bag.

Chávez, having all but got rid of the deadly IMF from Latin America, dares to use the wealth from Venezuela's oil to unite the Latin peoples and to expel a foreign economic system that calls itself liberal and is the source of historic suffering. He is supported by governments and by millions across South America from whom he derives his mandate. You would not know this on either side of the Atlantic unless you studied carefully.

The propaganda that converts a lively, open democracy to an "authoritarian" dictatorship is written on the rusted crosses of Salvador Allende's comrades, of whom the same was said. It is disseminated by the embittered effete whose liberal hero was Blair, until he made an embarrassing mess, and who now claim the respectability of "the left" in order to disguise their mentoring by the likes of Wolfowitz, their promotion of Dick Cheney's ludicrous "world Islamic empire" and, above all, their passion for wars whose spilt blood is never theirs.

L "Rumsfeld: his rise, fall and catastrophic legacy" by Andrew Cockburn is published in the United States by Scribner ($25)

Sunday, April 08, 2007

Weird weather

You have to question where the earth is sitting on its axis when it's 20 degrees colder on Easter Sunday than it was on Christmas Day. The cherry trees blossomed in January, and we get a frost in April... That's about all I have to say.

Thursday, April 05, 2007

Lou Reed--Busload of Faith

I woke up this morning looking for a song that suited my rather dismal mood, and this one stuck in my head. So from there I figured I'd blog the lyrics and it would be a real personal, poignant moment in BlogLand--The letdown came when I started writing down the lyrics:

Lou Reed - Busload Of Faith Lyrics

You can't depend on your family
You can't depend on your friends
You can't depend on a beginning
You can't depend on an end

You can't depend on intelligence
Ooohhh, you can't depend on a god
You can only depend on one thing
You need a Busload of Faith to get by, watch, baby

This is just a really terrible song. It makes no sense at all. I absolutely hate it, even more than Slip out the back Jack, Make a new plan, Stan... and I cannot begin to tell you how much I hate THAT song. You'd think though, that since Lou studied poetry, and is generally considered to be one of the "intelligent" rockers, that he could do better than this. It's just awful.

I guess I can be in an ill humor without a soundtrack.

Know what it is, Coyote...

If you've ever felt like you didn't belong someplace just imagine how this poor coyote felt when he found himself going hungry in a Quizno's in Chicago. Out of place... out of time...

Wednesday, April 04, 2007

W.B. Yeats

My first experience with William Butler Yeats was Lou Reed quoting this poem out of context on his album, Live: Take No Prisoners... a ramble in the middle of an extended version of Sweet Jane and he says, "I'd like to like, quote a line from Yeats, and that's "the worst, no that's The best lack all conviction while the worst are full of passionate intensity, now you figure out where I'm at..." Entirely out of context but the line stuck with me and a short time later I found the poem below, The Second Coming. It's a piece that's popped up all over the place in the last few years, mostly because of the apocalyptic theme, references to the Middle East, The Bible, etc. Yeats wrote it in the days following the first World War, strife in Ireland was going full tilt, but it really could apply to any time or place in history--it could have been written this morning and been every bit as resonant. There's a link off to the side here for which is a really cool poetry resource. If you go to the site and do a search on Yeats you can find The Second Coming and the comments and dialog from readers are very interesting and informative.

TURNING and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at laSt,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

Tuesday, April 03, 2007

Revisiting Kenneth Patchen

I was going to type out a silly little tribute to Kenneth Patchen because I've been thinking a lot about him lately, but I wasn't feeling so silly about it. I was thinking a lot about people I admire for various reasons--in his case his writing and his strident political stance and basic decency brought him to the top of my list. I struggle with the idea of pacifism myself because when push comes to shove, things often come to pushing and shoving, and it often seems we'll never get anything accomplished unless we push back harder than we're shoved. It takes a really brave person though to take the pacifist route and perhaps that's the most heroic path of all. That's all something I have to figure out on my own, but certainly there is no lack of inspiration with Patchen.

But what first struck me about him was his capacity for tenderness. The poem below was the first of his that I ever read. It was brought to me by someone whom I loved desperately and looked at more than once and in every way knew and felt, that we were very wonderful.

"23rd Street Runs into Heaven"

You stand near the window as lights wink
On along the street. Somewhere a trolley, taking
Shop girls and clerks home, clatters through
To find the garbage cans sealed; newsboys
Begin their murder-into-pennies round.

We are shut in, secure for a little, safe until
Tomorrow. You slip your dress off, roll down
Your stockings, carful against runs. Naked now,
With soft light on soft flesh, you pause
For a moment; turn and face me-
Smile in a way that only women know
Who have lain long with their lover
And are made more virginal.

Our supper is plain but we are very wonderful.

Monday, April 02, 2007

Inspector Rebus Makes The NY Times

Ian Rankin's Latest

The NY Times is a site that requires registration, but it's free. It's worth a few minutes to register anyway.

Word of the Day: Sycophant

Sycophant--A really fucked up elephant


It's time to STAND UP AND BE COUNTED. Are you tired of your McJob? Bored with your McOffice? Slip into the career of your dreams. It could be just one phone call away.

Sunday, April 01, 2007

Miss Jamaica

I generally count myself among those who think that beauty pageants are strange and pretty boring and trivial, but this is definitely a sign of positive change.

Mutabaruka sums it up in his own inimitable and eloquent manner:

"It is a great thing that a big-lip, black, picky picky natty head woman should a win a beauty contest," said Mutabaruka, the outspoken dub poet and entertainer. "So, it jus' show a level of change weh a tek place inna di mind and consciousness of whosoever a dweet, yuh nuh."