History was my favorite subject in school, I even got a 98% on the Regents exam. To this day I’ll always wonder what question, or two, I answered incorrectly! Those also happened to be my favorite teachers and vice versa. Specifically Mr. Saliani and Ms. Lissaur, who were regarded as mean. Students feared asking them for college references, awed when I got them. I’m still a history buff. To know where we’re headed, we must know where we came from. Learning from the past for a better future. When I saw my disembodied rangy black being and knife wielding hands on The Rolling Stones Hackney Diamonds album, a few things ran through my mind:
1. OMG I’m a fucking Stones record, a piece of rock history! Being a rock goddess (a groupie, a GTO) was a pipe dream of mine (read Supermodel 101: Jean Shrimpton). One I let die with the realization that the 70’s were long gone, accepting I’d been born in the wrong era and would never date Mick Jagger. Wrong! Rock Goddess status with the ultimate rocker, achieved and checked off my bucket list.
2. Why am I the one being portrayed as the heartbreaker? I was abused, I had my money stolen, I was left to die at the hands of a vicious psychopath after saving his life. How dare!
3. Wow they captured the width of my feet perfectly. I’m fucking major!
4. This shattered glass reminds me of the Holocaust. Let me look up the titles meaning.
Hackney Diamonds: “London slang for broken glass. Specifically, it refers to shards of glass left over from broken car windows and shop windows as a result of robbery.”*
Kristallnacht: “Owes its name to the shards of shattered glass that lined German streets in the wake of the pogrom—broken glass from the windows of synagogues, homes, and Jewish-owned businesses plundered and destroyed during the violence.” Also known as Night Of Broken Glass, where Nazi’s terrorized Jewish property from November 9-10th 1938.** (U.S Holocaust Memorial Museum).
Initially I brushed it off as a coincidence, still believing Mick Jagger to be a revolutionary, a civil rights activist, a hero. However it was too close for comfort. I put a pin in it. Receiving confirmation of his antisemitism when he hailed Hitler in front of Versailles (read Mick Jagger Hails Hitler With Melanie Hamrick). The icing on the cake? Discovering he’s Satan in the flesh (read Revelation 5: Definition Of Mick Jagger’s Name). Of course he would debase me by referencing something malevolent, he’s the Devil and hasn’t pretended otherwise, rubbing it in our faces. As such he hates Jews, the chosen people, especially Jesus who rivals him in fame. Sucks for Satan I’m more powerful, something he knew from the very beginning. He’s a fallen angel, I’m a fucking Goddess. You’re gonna learn little boy, as will all who aligned with him. Enjoy your time, Xoxo Athena. Via: The Rolling Stones, One Word A Day* & U.S Holocaust Museum**