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Variation X _about sex and the world #ferguson (script) (watch video here)

{black and white photograph of window and title “_about sex and the world #ferguson”}
{slow slideshow, color photographs of blank pages from The Black Book}
{spotlight still…}
I’m trying this thing where I don’t fuck on the first date.
{slideshow continues}

 

{empty slide}
Fuck! How do people do this shit?
{imperative grammar definition[1] over photograph}
Walk down the street everyday.

{image of dancers with text “Bend it! Step by step”[2]}
Shes and hes did the dance. She, about 24 years of age, “apparently possesses an average amount of kindness,”[3] but what had her with her was “a vigorous intellect, and much energy of character.”[4] And she with lesser grace at the old age of 30 not yet wearing her mistrust, moves with her. Shes and hes did the dance.  She and he thought about the same matter white and gray matter.  She steps forward he steps back thigh to thigh she steps forward he steps back to arrive in the same place threatened.
He and he too two step side to side to other side slender arms rested while he and he wrestled rested wrestle.
He and he did the dance like countries do.  They and they do the dance that countries do.
{war dance image[5]}

 

{color photograph of scuffed image of grey fabric}
It is as if there are two neighborhoods and there is a diagonal street that cuts between them and when I walk toward one location it cuts in the right direction.
{vhoooooooooouuuuuuuuu video}
{color photograph of scuffed image of grey fabric}
It is as if there are two neighborhoods and there is a diagonal street that cuts between them one on one side and one on the other and when I walk toward any location it cuts in the right direction.
{vhoooooooooouuuuuuuuu video}
{same photograph with text, “and when I walk toward any location it cuts in the right direction,” then two video}
It is as if there are two neighborhoods and there is a diagonal street that cuts between them one on one side and one on the other and one on one side and one on one on the other side one on one side.
It is as if there are two neighborhoods and there is a diagonal street that cuts between them one on one side and one on the other and one on one side and one on one on the other side one on one side.

{quick silent Death Grips clip[6]}
{Ferguson protest footage, sirens and popping[7]}
{more quick Death Grips clips}
{after audio…}
Here and there hes and shes made love to the sound of fireworks. Yous and mes.
{continued quick Death Grips clip}

{scrolling video of computer screen dance image[8]}
{wait…}
He, “a man of highest integrity and scrupulousness of conscious,”[9] told his family around the dinner table that she wanted to date a black man because she, “credibly reported over the signatures of respectable citizens,”[10] in an effort to assert her freedom, had given a young man her phone number.

{continued video of computer screen dance image}
{wait…}
Dance break! Breaking news!
“The sun arose clear and bright, but was presently lost behind a haze which I thought argued badly for the day…”[11] I am in Gaza after all.  I watch one man among many as he looks where scratches are buried, a grown man with a bold physique.  He finds a jagged rock and in turn, swallows it in order to have it with them at all times.  Hold it.  And the internet has now been closed for years.
{collage of brain stills[12]}
{photograph of image in The Black Book with vertical text, “they tested the luster or dullness of our skin…”[13]}

{photograph of image in The Black Book with text, “Weekly Pendulum, We swing for all, Saturday, January 1, 1859”[14]}
He comes to our town not out of town once a week to record new tracks.  The itch.  Britney and Whitney Whitney and Britany. Just not just in the spotlight out of color.  Ummmm boy! That choir can sing! Better than that preacher to.  Put power where there is none. That’s how she does. The only should should make me mad should make he mad but some people want to act hard.  Wear your sex for a day wear sex for a day no bra no panties.
No justice no peace

{Micheal Brown’s mother, silent video, her words read aloud}
“You took my son away from me.  You know how hard it was for me to get him to stay in school and graduate?  You know how many back men graduate? Kn what I mean?!  Because you bring them down to this type of level where they feel like I ain’t got nothing to live for anyway, they gonna try to take me out anyway.” [15]

{text over name on color photograph of scuffed image of grey fabric}
“First you break your knees down.  Break ‘em down.  Get down on the ground, like this.  This is what you do.  Get in this.  Just like this.  The only way you’re going to get in this is if you know how to.  This is how you do it.  Now down, up with your legs up with your legs down with your legs.  Now im about to do it in motion.  Fast.  Slow.  Not this, this. The hip motion the breakdown and the reverse.  For the breakdown all you’re doing is lifting up your hip. See this, see up bow bow.  Stand on your toe.  See the toe going up.  Back down on the heel up with your toe and down back on your heel.  See, bump bump bump boom now the reverse.  Suck in your stomach.  Bring it out.  Poke it out.  Go down in a curved motion.  You see that.  Suck in, breath out.  See that.  Like this, not like this.  See that.  Boom boom.  Hip rolling.  See, yall like this.  No.  Lets do it.  Plant your feet.  Thump thump.  Drop down like you’re doing a squat.  You feel me like that.  Yeah.  One side row.  Do it again row.  Bring it in row row row ok row.  We’re going to get in the ticking.  You’re going to tick to that.  We’re going to get there though. We’re going to slow it down.  We’re going to slow it down.  Boom boom boom clak. Boom boom boom clak.  You caught that? Did you catch that?  I’m going to go in a circular motion with my hips.  Each corner I pop.  This time it’s going to be really fast pop pop pop pop.”[16]
{slow motion dance video[17]}

{slideshow of dance step images[18]}
{wait…}
And now that ton of bricks that was on my shoulders done then came off.

{continued slideshow of dance step images}
{wait…}
There’s the itch again no there no they hear that bombing over there fucking bombing over there bombing the fuck fucking bombing fucking bombshell open shells fuck the bomb open shells fuck.

{Maya Angelou video[19]}