The eminent Dr Monkey made a little joke about this question but it really got me thinking about it in a much deeper way. It's the question at the heart of a famous black play/book/movie that I am ashamed to say I have not read since it was created by my girl, Miss Maya Anjelou. I do remember the movie on TV, however, and it's themes have always stuck with me.
I am going to ask you all to answer that simple question. You can be funny or profound or deliciously insane as befits your feelings at the moment.
Does the question only refer to the black experience since the phrase comes from the poem of a slave or does it reflect a more universal truth? You can go to Dr. Monkey's site to see what I think when you are done. This is one I really care that you comment on if you are a regular visitor to this blog. Lets see if 50 of the nearly 850 average daily visitors can wow me.
Cal's Canadian Cave of Coolness
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.