That was an expression that came from my best friend some weeks back in conversation and it struck me and I loved it! Being friends for well over 25 years, we have this sort of short hand type of talk absolutely full of all the bounty and richness of black colloquialisms. Its sweet to the tongue and spirit! So when she said it, talking about the actions of someone else, I knew exactly what she meant.

Though this was many weeks, or even months ago, it came back to mind just the other day when I was reading JET. You know JET? I heard one comedian (Chris Rock was it?) say this was the little magazine that you hardly ever buy or subscribe to, but once you get one in your hands (doctors office, friends house, etc) you read that sucker from front to back! And checking out every picture! So true! Brothers and sisters, yall know what I’m talking ‘bout~ Anyway, mine are hand me downs from my mom, often many months old, but always the same effect.

Well, flipping through the one the other day, the one with Foxy Brown on the cover (May 19, 2008), I learned of her solitary confinement for 76 days while in jail on Riker’s Island. That’s 23 hours a day in the cell with only 1 hour out. Well, with this 1 hour, she had a mentor while there, the Protestant chaplain known as “Rev Kev.” The article explains how they prayed everyday during this hour. And one of the pieces of wisdom that he dropped on her:

Right on Rev. Kev!

 

All right people,

All right America

All right world,