stew says "black men ski"

Has anyone ever been to Aspen, Colorado? It's not a joke yet; those aren't the jokes. Is this thing off? I went to Aspen recently and stumbled into this song.

Black men go to Aspen

and rent colorful chalets.

Giggle at the questions

their mere presence seems to raise.

Get taken for men

we don't resemble in the least.

"Are you ... ?" "No."

It's a winter wonderland

in the belly of the beast.

And black men ski.

Black men ski.

Black men send back sushi

with a scorned Yakuza's flair.

We make postmodern art

with bacon grease

and hot combed hair.

We secretly play Beethoven

inside our bassmobiles.

We can tell you how cool looks

but cannot show you how it feels

when black men ski.

When black men ski.

Black men now are students

of gay sensibility.

We wear ironic T-shirts

drenched in code unknown to thee.

We get baptized in Walden Pond

amongst a searing mob

because the cleansing blood of Jesus

could not do a thorough job.

Black men ski.

Black men ski.

Chinese guys can jump real high

and Germans cook soul food.

White boys rap and hippies nap

their dreads up to look rude.

Jazz is now suburban

it's Marsalisly clean.

And now we've got Viagra

everyone's a sex machine.

So black men ski.

What else can we do?

Black men ski.

Black men ski.

Black men ski.

Some kids I'll describe as friends

say I am race-obsessed.

The luxury of your opinion

shows that you are blessed.

See, I have poems about sunsets

flowers and the rain.

I've read them to policemen

but it was all in vain.

So black men ski.

Black men ski ... 

elegantly.

Black men ski.

Black men ski.