Thursday, October 21, 2010
I'm not really a fan of today's most popular Rap, that is a lifestyle I'm trying to avoid.
But what is the appeal of Rap for so many who have no connection to such a life?
I meet so many boys from good families who think they want to be like Big Meech.
But in reality they don't want to suffer the same consequences, they only desire the same infamy and wealth.
Much like riding on a roller coaster at Magic Mountain, they only desire the illusion of danger.
Sure, people like to feel danger, as long as they know that they are safe.
How many daredevils do you know who will voluntarily ride a roller coaster that has a broken harness or worn out brakes?
People like to imagine themselves to be in danger but few actually put themselves in harm's way.
Sure, Rick Ross had a hit singing about Big Meech but he chose a career on the other end of the criminal ladder.
(Although many could argue that cops and correctional officers are even more corrupt that street dealers.)
So what's the point of all this?
Only that it amazes me that some of the softest and most urbane Negroes seem to be those most drawn to the most violent and urban images of Hip Hop.