Wednesday, April 11, 2007

"Nappy Headed Ho" Controversy: Part Duex

All right, now I'm forced into the position where I'll have to defend Imus. Damn.

This is f*cking ridiculous. Firing the man because of a comment. Firing a man for a comment that wasn't really even that bad. I mean it just wasn't. I don't care what way you slice it. It was not said with malice and it just wasn't that bad. Kramer screaming: N*gger! N*gger! N*gger! Now that, was bad. Really bad. And Rosie remains employed? No call from the entire world for her removal? I weep for this country.

This is why I have such a problem with this Imus thing. He didn't even say it with malice or hate, it just wasn't there in his voice. Sure maybe he did mean it, maybe he frickin' hates black people. That's his perogative. Are we now going to control everyone's inner feelings?

What bothers me even more is the circus this has become, the power idiots like Sharpton and Jackson give to these situations and words, when they fail completely to look within' their own "culture" for the real issues. Some old fart on a radio show is the least of their problems.

Hip Hop and Rap glorify pimping, whoring, murder, hatred and death. Woman are all ho's and bitches, and there seems to be nothing better for the Rap star to sing about than getting loaded on 40's and smoking some blunts. Oh, let's not leave out the obligatory popping of caps into the po-po. Don't forget your grills kids, yes, get yourself some grills and some f*cking bling, then pop a cap into someone and wear your pants like a f*cktard, while dancing about with half nekkid ho's. I admit I listen to the crap. I DO. And it's awful. I thank my lucky stars I don't have kids, so they won't be subjected to it.

I call for Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson to take on the REAL problem. Rap and the "culture" it has wrought.

I believe Ice Cube sums it up pretty well here with the immortal classic:

********GRAPHIC LYRICS********
Dopeman
By NWA
Verse One: (Ice Cube)
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit;
?Dopeman, please, can I have another hit?
The dopeman said: “Cluck, I don't give a sh*t;
If your girl kneels down, and sucks my dick!?
It all happened and the guy tried to choke her;
N*gga living in cash, ain’t nothing but a smoker.
That's the way it goes, that's the name of the game;
Young brother getting over by slangin’ caine.
Gold around his neck 14 k, has it;
Bitches sucking on his dick, 24-7.
Plus he's makin’ money keepin’ the base heads waiting;
Rollin 6-4 with the fresh-ass daytons.
Livin’ in Compton, California, CA
His Uzi up your ass if he don't get paid.
Nigga begging for credit, he's knockin’ out teeth;
Clockin’ much dollars on the 1st and 15th
Big lot of money, nothing less than a twenty;
Yo, you want a five-oh, the dopeman got plenty.
To be a dopeman, boy, you must qualify;
Don't get high, off your own supply!
From a kid to a G, it's all about money;
10-piece, 4-10, base pipe comes free.
If people out there ain't hip to the fact;
If you see somebody gettin’ money 4 crack,
He's the

Chorus:
Dopeman! Dopeman!
?Hey man, gimme a hit!?
Dopeman! Dopeman!
?Hey, yo, f*ck that sh*t!?
Dopeman! Dopeman!
?We just can't quit!?
Dopeman! Dopeman!
?Well suck this bitch!?


The rest here.

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