Dear diary…today I saw a picture of Kobe in which he tried to tell me something. But unfortunately for me, I don’t know what it is. Maybe he’s telling me that he would be great at playing a gay Paul Mooney if the chance ever arose. Maybe he’s telling me that there are things nobody would see if people didn’t photograph them. Or maybe he’s telling that when the going gets weird, the weird turn pro.
Maybe…he wants me to know that after he took the picture he did a “2 snaps and a twist” motion. Maybe he’s the new face of Cream of Wheat. Maybe he wants me to know that the camera can photograph thought. Maybe he wants us to blame Ron Artest. Maybe…he’s an Amish sheep herder in the off-season. Maybe he’s telling me that he likes to go out on a limb because that’s where the fruit is.
Maybe he wants me to know that this is a case of a photographer’s vision gone wrong. Maybe he’s getting Arab money…which would be true. Maybe he wants me to know that the more a photograph tells you, the less you know. Maybe he’s trying to prove that whenever a Black man decides to do something unconventional, he’s automatically labeled homosexual.
Maybe he wants me to know that world today doesn’t make sense, so why should he take pictures that do. Or maybe he’s telling me that the one trouble with trouble is that is usually starts out like fun.
Who knows because I certainly don’t?
But here’s what I do know…if the shoe don’t fit, must we not change the foot? I’m just saying.
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