I'm not getting a prize for this blog entry. I want a PRIZE.

Black kid on the bus. He started shouting curse words. Motherfucka this and that. Used the N-word that black kids are allowed to use. Nigga this and that. He was bragging about himself, talking about wanting to “fuck bitches.” Anyone asking him to settle down got a bellow of YAH YAH YAH. He was raging that he wasn’t getting all he deserved. Then he was bragging that he was. It was hard to figure out what was going on, but there was no mistaking “NIGGA” and “FUCK BITCHES” and that NONE of this was remotely entertaining or informative. So finally the bus driver got on his cell phone and reported the kid…”Hello, Pulitzer Prize committee, I have a nominee I’d like you to hear…” And now, ladies and gentlemen, a sample of what had gotten Kendrick Lamar recognized around the world as a remarkable artist, thinker and Man of Letters: