The Playa's Life
I consider myself quite fortunate. Life has granted me the opportunity to make a living by writing, lecturing, and thinking about things that I truly love; things like basketball, hip hop, movies, clothes, and money, among other things, and not necessarily in that order. See, I get paid to pontificate on what all these things really mean. When I'm watching a flick, a basketball game, a music video, whatever, I'm working. What for most people remains a leisurely activity, for me is a calling, a way of life. This is the way I ball.
When I was at the University of Iowa getting my PhD, they taught me something called critical theory. I am now employed in the division of Critical Studies. I say all this by way of explanation because people never seem to know what it is that I do. At Iowa they taught me the methods of theory and criticism. They also gave me an erudite language with which to articulate all this. They did not teach me how to be critical, though.
I learned how to be critical by growing up as a Black man in America, and that's something no university could ever teach me, no matter how intellectually rigorous. I picked up the game, as I like to call