Biometrics Surveillance, Mark of the Beast for a Turkey Sandwich

There is something very disturbing when children are used to "forward" surveillance technology. In a small, modest-earning town in Louisiana, an elementary school is implementing a palm scanning device in their lunch program.

This latest implementation of surveillance is one of a long line of biometrics surveillance and tracking what will be called your digital footprints and biometrics footprints.

The youth will have to scan their palms instead of giving a ticket. According to the principal, the palm scanner provides more accuracy. To whom he doesn't say, but it is probably for government purposes in a free lunch program for needy children. Either that or for all those lunch thieves in the second grade stealing beans and rice and beignets.

But thank goodness there is an "opt out" program.

Are you appalled, please don't be. Using children, poor communities, military enlistees and prisoners have been the easiest, simplest population of guinea pigs.

Don't think so, ask Disney, they have already implemented facial recognition, fingerprint scanners and monitors throughout the park.Yes, it is a small world.

Or the martial artist suffering from Parkinson's Disease who was arrested at a cycling event London Olympics by technology that reads body signals to determine if you are threat, and was snatched up because he was not smiling.

Or perhaps, the London advertisement agency, Clear Channel UK and 3D Exposure; that determines how to target consumers based on recognition of gender with facial recognition and eyeball scans.

This is not Wonderland, Terminator 3, or Total Recall, its the now ladies and gentlemen. Get ready for the ride, and take pictures all the time.

Elect Jay Electronica for Rerouting the Money Back to Slaves

Jay Electronica learned well from his baby mama Erykah Badu on how to find'em, fuck'em and hav'em dressing weird in about 9 months then leavin'em in a dizzy, singing songs and writing checks.

Karma used to be a bitch, now its a black man wearing a Yamaka in the middle of Kwanzaa.

Ahh, its nothing like the sweet revenge from some voodoo boudin (a fat delicious sausage native to Louisiana) to fuck up the banking monopoly that has been carefully planned by elite, blue blood European families for the last 2,000.

It's like Toussaint L'Overture, Gullah Jack and Marcus Garvey are bouncing with great delight while somewhere in a lavish flat in central London, the spirit of Marie Laveau is congratulating the conjuring, sensual ways of her son, New Orleans born Jay Electronica

Thank you, thank you, thank you Jay Electronica, I approve your penis.

You see most rappers get shot or start some silly beef with other economically irrelevant rappers for street credit. Or the fuck an irrelevant, broke, money-hungry bitch like Kim Kardashian.

You, my brother, on the other hand, moulded yourself into a black mambo and went straight for the jugular of oppression. After biting a rich bitch, you gently stroked it to death by wooing a Rothschild with some Zydeco funk from your slave drawers.

Kate Rothschild and Ben Goldsmith

A Rothschild? In my Denzel Washington's voice on Training Day, "Myyyy nigga!"

Easily you disrupted another 500 years of an economic monopoly by banking families that are the financiers of poverty, the funders of all world wars, and basically, the backers of a destabilized globe.

The torrid love affair between Kate Rothschild and Jay Electronica have the UK rethinking about allowing all these damn Mandingos into London for the Summer Olympics.

Kate Rothschild may come from scumbags who raped folks like the ancestors of Electronica, but you see, true gentlemen get the panties willingly. And I can attest, my grandfather laid them down too in Louisiana.

I mean if Electronica, the son of folk who cut sugarcane and barely got out of the projects to escape Katrina, can capture the heart of a high bred like Kate, the "true British" have no idea what they have signed up for when the rest of the descendants of slaves and colonized Africans land onto the Queen's soil.

I think I have an uncle that can re-route the Queen too, all for a good cause. Fuck niggas in Paris, it's them niggas in London you gotta watch. While Hovah and Yeezy are licking ass and doing these crazy masonic rituals to plow through rundown chicks like Beyonce and Amber rose, you, Electronica are replenishing the black and brown wealth that sits under the true throne.

You see, there was a reason why I always loved Erykah Badu. She taught you well.

Oh by way, Jay Electronica's music is the shit. And Jay, bring your ass back to the US before they lynch you until you'll only be some mere evidence in the rap game like "Exhibit C".