I promise, this is the last
Don Imus related piece (maybe).
I wrote
Callin Out Names: Don Imus, Hip Hop and Nappy Headed Hoes not to detract from the original issue, but to check Hip Hop and how we in the culture treat each other. No more, no less.
Since a lot of folks are trying to put Hip Hop on the hot seat, let’s be real about a couple of things. The old white people are saying the same shit that we’ve been saying for months (Don’t believe me, go back through some of the
DX editorials). All Hip Hop doesn’t need, nor deserve a defense.
I’ll defend
dead prez,
Immortal Technique, Talib Kweli, Common, etc. to the end.
Snap music… is out in the cold.
Bitches ain’t shit but hoes and tricks… sorry for ya.
I never knew a love like this… I got your back.
With all this talk of a blanket defense of Hip Hop, we need to remember that everything in the name of Hip Hop (or rap) doesn’t, or shouldn’t represent who we are as a culture. To be fair to the game, Every woman isn’t a queen, but every woman isn’t a bitch or a hoe either. The problem is that I see more bitches and hoes on TV than queens. Everything that wants to be lumped under the banner (or better yet, the guise) of Hip Hop isn’t always worth the CD or vinyl it’s pressed on, nor doesn’t warrant an intelligent defense by anyone with half a brain.
The biggest problem here is balance, or the lack of on main stream airwaves. But I’ll be damned if I put the same energy (or ANY energy at all) into defending the profanity in the bullshit as I will the profanity in the substance.
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