Why Lonnae O'Neal Parker of the Washington Post is my new best friend
That my decision to end our love affair had come only after years of disappointment and punishing abuse. After I could no longer nod my head to the misogyny or keep time to the vapid materialism of another rap song. After I could no longer sacrifice my self-esteem or that of my two daughters on an altar of dope beats and tight rhymes.
THANK YOU Lonnae! THANK YOU! I really hope the ludicrous stuff that currently passes for hip-hop burns itself out like ska and grunge and disco before it. (Though disco suffered a long hard death and still survives in parts of India...) The article is called "Why I Gave Up on Hip-Hop."While the mainstream culture celebrates the pimped-out, thugged-up, cool-by-proxy mirage of commercial rap, those of us who just love black people have to be a little more discriminating...rap music used to be fun. It used to call girls by prettier names. We were ladies and cuties, honeys and hotties, and we all just felt like one nation under the groove.
Read the entire article here.
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I see you're on the mailing list too!! THis was a great article. Now I wish only Ashley, ALL her friends and her entire dimwitted generation would read it and grasp the concept. ( I think that baby formula warped ALL of them.)
LOL! Anytime you remove something from it's original source, it gets strange. There are way too many suburban white boys in Christian hip-hop! *tobymac, i love you! for real, tho'.*
I can count on less than 4 fingers the Christian rappers I listen to. Even if I combine them with the secular artists I like, I still have a few fingers left...
My one and only favorite rap song? "It's Tricky" by Run DMC. Everything else in the genre utterly mystifies me.
I just read this article yesterday. Finally, someone has said what I've been thinking for a long time. I identified with so much. So sad... Well, it's like that and that's the way it is. Huuuuuuugh!
I'm all late, but yay-man! I've been feeling this way for a while. I feel hardened when I go to the clubs and see women dancing and rapping along to stuff like this. I'm considered a killjoy. "Sigh, Stephanie, what's wrong with this song? Is he a misogynist, too?!" I don't get why they don't get it, but listening to them on campus, they've fully absorbed the negativity and embrace the faux culture. Ah well, back to work.
oops, and Disco will NEVER DIE!!!!!!
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