Amuse has emailed me twice since I joined Bandcamp my readers. I hate to put all my hard work in something especially in dire conditions and not know what’s happening. The way I feel when I log into Spotify. It is a terribly sinking feeling I won’t wish on anyone. I have never raised my voice to amuse or make direct accusations I know nothing about as I can’t see Spotify streams. I also asked Spotify to open the books. I don’t care what. I just have to know.
You have witnessed my patience, hard work and treatment of others. You can not compare my actions to the pink sauce. Black women have it the worst in society and within this great limitation, I am brave, I persevere and I retain dignity in great suffering. When I say I need to know, I need to. Meanwhile, Youtube should know the reason I even considered being there is because I found harm there, copyright violation with youtube ads on it.
That’s not funny. And is there a link between that and the glitches on YouTube? I must know. My readers I hope we don’t get to have a public discussion on ethics with GOOGLE, PICHAI AND YOUTUBE. I am never malicious and the podcast that mentioned Youtube fights for the dignity of small youtubers with quality against big big YouTubers with quantity. My readers, should YouTube not respect that? I hope whatever problems I am having ends so we don’t get to have a public discussion. Some people have it easy. Some people must fight and struggle. Everyone deserves a clear and distinct voice unless aesthetics overwhelms cognition in which case, that about says it.
My readers, wherever you are in the world, I will never want to hide a book like CTTD in print versions behind some backdoor at a Bluesie jazz comedy fest. Do not make me something other than human and humane with my books. Give your support. CTTD has been a lesson in law. Justice must be achieved. Give your support and hold on to the relativity.
Raising one’s hands down existentially once is a definite degenerative disorder ( a cluster B factor). The degeneracy of raising one’s hands down existentially twice should be listed as a DSM 5 genetic and mental disorder, and the inability to raise one’s hands existentially as “imbecilic throughput schizophrenia”—ade ronke
On January 7th 2026, I was stalked, harassed and arrested by the state police. The reasons for this is, in my view, the intellectual and daring proclivities in my book, A Case in Point. There are other reasons to be stated in this book. If every indication of my life doesn’t suggest this to you my readers, it is calling it: if I wasn’t to be me. would I not be dead? But I am cognizantly alive by my own recognizance. In other words I was arrested for being who and what I am. What is to follow is false imprisonment, and a true story of great injustice and ceaseless attempts at cover up while I meet unsavory criminals along the way. If this hadn’t happened to me, I couldn’t have conceived of it. It happened to me. I must go beyond mere conceptions. PLEASE SUPPORT THIS BOOK FOR PUBLICATION
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