The Renegade
Okay, I’m probably never going to be bad-ass enough to be thought of as a renegade. But this week is my best shot. I reviewed a book for the USA Today called Career Renegade, about quitting your job and doing what you love. And hey, it sort of resonates.
Meanwhile, my column rails against the very popular Facebook, because we renegades rail against things that are popular. And things that it’s popular to rail against, like the bible? That we re-write in rhyme.
Because after all, we know that rhyming is the province of renegades.* Only a bad-ass gangster would bring you the News In Rap, right? And only a 1960s renegade beatnik refugee would be planning to perform at a poetry slam this Thursday, which you can see by showing up at The Alley on Thursday night around 8ish.
And now it’s time for the big renegade move: Ice Cream For Lunch. Yes, rebellion can be delicious.
*Roses are red, Violets are blue,
Renegades often ignore the rules of rhyming.**
**But not when you expect them to.
(To rebel in season is not to rebel, suckas!)