“You will no longer hear the buzz of African belly flies / There will not be a weekend wrap-up of the continuing Sudanese Genocide / There are far too many characters for every fallen hero to be eulogized / But the photo of your junk, it will be publicized…”

It’s true, a cappella rap battles ruined spoken word, mocking poetry slams’ finger-snapping pretension with WorldStar worthy debates about who “styled on” whom. But the message of Ronnie Butler, Jr.’s latest satirical poem Photographs of Your Junk (Will be Publicized) added a few extra layers to some important, if obvious, truisms. That is, the internet has ended privacy as we know it; and the nets can be a brain-draining wasteland, where social responsibility and intellectual curiosity goes to die. To be sure, gen-Xers and their tinfoil hat-sporting antecedents have been wringing their hands about these issues for some time. If you are among such informed advocates, you may be excused. You’re sufficiently spooked about the evil workings of the miraculous tubes.

But if you happen to be reading this and you’re a celebrity (like her), left-dressing politician (like him); an anti-gay God fearing gay guy (like this fool); or high schoolers with raging libidos and unfettered access to the internet (like these guys); you should pay close attention. Ronnie Butler, Jr. will save you from yourself.

While Ronnie is a famous Bahamian son of renowned calypso singer, Ronnie Butler, Sr., he’s best known to us yanks for playing the role of Oscar on Nickelodeon’s True Jackson, VP, or as Jimmy Kimmel’s in-house Barack Obama-impersonator. In 2010, Butler broke out on his own to produce and star in the server-crashing clip, “Obama! A Modern U.S. President.” The satirical video, in which he sings to the tune of Gilbert and Sullivan’s “Major-General’s Song,” logged nearly 2 million views on Youtube and caught the attention of Hollywood big Norman Lear (producer of The Jeffersons, Good Times, and Sanford & Son).

“I did the piece because it was an opportunity to try my hand at writing and directing,” he told me via phone. “But getting a call from Lear for a performer like me, was like my mom getting a call from Oprah.”

When Butler stepped out of Obama’s mom jeans to take on the complacency of Internet culture, he took his idea to Lear. “Not only did he support Photographs of Your Junk financially, but Lear and his team of Brent Miller and Lara Bergthold became collaborators,” he says. “The piece is better for it.”

The video, which you can watch for yourself below, finds Butler reciting a poem over Gil Scott-Heron’s “The Revolution Will Not Be Televised.” The audience plays the role of society at large—a down-lo politician creeps with his cross-dressing date; a young girl, desensitized by all the “junk,” sighs at the bar. He updates Scott-Heron’s message—which called for action and engagement with social issues—for the 2.0 generation, tossing in a few smart phones and iPap apps. In Butler’s world, the internet has subjugated Scott-Heron’s idiot box, and is lulling you to sleep with images of your (their) junk.

“What I’m saying is the anti establishment feeling that could be going on has been co-opted,” he says. “Everybody is so busy and consumed with being their own celebrity. Our daily lives are all over Facebook, all over twitter. Everybody has the opportunity to be in the public eye. From a pop culture point of view, it is much easier to be distracted by the junk of celebrities.”

Aside from publicized privates, there is a subtext of privacy mixed up in all this, a warning to those who ought to know better. “I was originally thinking about a piece with Anthony Weiner, Tiger Woods and Arnolds Schwarzenegger together,” says Butler. “The hubris of being a celebrity or a person of power thinking you can get away with this because you’re famous. If you are going to send text pics of your junk don’t wake up the next day and whine about it and act shocked or dismayed when it turns up on the cover of the newspaper. Some people still don’t understand the nature of social media. There is no privacy.”

As for his next piece, Butler has his sights on the upcoming presidential elections. Surely, he will resurrect some singing version of Barack Obama, whom he still supports, however grudgingly. “I am disappointed by some decisions he made but I don’t think there is anyone contesting him that could do a better job,” he says. “And if you are an Obama impersonator and performer, it is in your best interest to be a supporter [laugh].”