The Times, Squared

Forty years after the Mexico City Olympic Games, which gave us the Tlatelolco Massacre, the Olympic Project for Human Rights, and the immortal Black Power salute by Tommie Smith and John Carlos on the medal podium …

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"I had no regrets, I have no regrets, I will never have any regrets. We were there to stand up for human rights and to stand up for black Americans. We wanted to make them better in the United States." — Tommie Smith

"Those people should put all their millions of dollars together and make a factory that builds athlete-robots. Athletes are human beings. We have feelings, too. How can you ask someone to live in the world, to exist in the world, and not have something to say about injustice?" — John Carlos

"Ghetto-fabulous! I'm the nigger who started it: I'm the one driving around in the Rolls-Royce with his hat turned, goin' down Fifth Avenue with the system booming in the back. Walkin' into Gucci, shuttin' it down, buying everything at the mother-fuckin' same time. Driving up to Harlem, out to 125th Street, and on my way back downtown goin' and givin' hundred-dollar bills to homeless people. No other nigger out there can say they're ghetto-fabulous; I'm ghetto-fabulous." — Sean Combs


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  1. sportsBabel » Gestures Sacred and Profane says:

    [...] And when a real contagion (H1N1) generates a new state of fear, do we witness the relatively open-handed gesture of the handshake become the closed yet equally expressive gesture of the fist bump, effecting a flip (of switch, of moebius twist) between the sacred and the profane? Do we suggest the fist bump returns as an Afrofuturist form of the "ghostly DNA" that Gibson refers to in Neuromancer, mutated from earlier variants of Black Power and the raised-fist salute? [...]