And then Guru had to go and die, three years older than me and he's in the ground from cancer. He was never the most gifted rapper alive, but he found a partner whose style perfectly suited his laid-back, easy flow, and in their heyday they cranked out one classic after another. "Nobody's invincible, no plan is foolproof; we all must meet our moment of truth." RIP, Mr. Guru.
Then again, there's this: in Morocco, where Islamic fundamentalism has been increasingly on the rise, a decisive blow has been struck against the cowardly, lying religious fanatics who always seek to hold back progress in whatever country and whatever culture they appear. Only a few years after metal and rap performers were literally imprisoned for their taste in music, the tide has turned, and the country is organizing festivals that draw in hundreds of thousands of peaceful fans. The king himself has encouraged the growth and development of popular culture. It's nice to be reminded every now and again that the forces of repression and regression don't always win, and you gotta love that kid in the Venom t-shirt.