The Billiken's Bluff

This should be posterized, framed, distorted with large pixels and bright colors, worn flashy on t-shirts from Bushwick to Tokyo to Moscow. It should be





spray painted and attached to canvas stretched across wide white walls,



displayed in halls of modern art



and natural history museum



for inspection and scrutiny, added to sociology curriculums this Fall

to define, to exclamate



the every day ordinary man swagger walking the street or to the water cooler; hip hop 1992 to 2007 over the top, gaudy, full of swagger; and NBA basketball born-from-Harold Miner taking the slam dunk contest portion of MJ – no more or less. Show-ey like my style of rhetoric and email responses in the office - all bold text, underlined and italicized for emphasis, because THIS is the point.




It had to happen after the fact, in a blow out or it wouldn't be representative or Baron wouldn't have pulled his jersey out. This isn't a game winner it isn't successful it's pure bravado - technical foul, after-the-fact apologies, propriety and all.