Saturday, November 05, 2005

Rap as the Fuel of Riots and Cultural Decay

'Rap'

Just a simple word. It can mean anything from a knock on the door [as in Poe's 'The Raven'], to a reputation to its current meaning. That being the spoken or yelled words over music. In the book here some of the better versions of it are the early work of Run-DMC, 'Informer' by Snow and a piece called 'Roll The Bones' by Rush.

Over the years though rap has gone from just spoken boasts to the grease, as it were of disrepect for authority, women and for each other. Derogatory terms for ethnic groups that years ago would [and in some cases can cause hate crimes to arise]cause problems are now just common terms. Defining people as the 'n' word, women as the 'b' word and telling people that their lives are not worth anything unless they have a lot of material goods and a harem of women to love, leave and ignore are acceptable, as well as telling youth that they have to be antisocial in order to gain any type of respect. After all to the aveage rapper, going to school, working hard to get ahead and making a positive difference in this life, that is for 'chumps'.

And with the access to 24/7/365 media that some do have, like those who are rioting in France they are now imitating those very words that extort some here to just throw their lives away and act as though violence-physical and emotional will change the world. Sorry folks, that is not the case. What they are emulating is nothing that will only cause more problems. Less respect from the outside world and even more isolation inside the ghettos that these folks want to remain in because [like some here] they want to be around their 'hommies' and 'plot against the man'...or in the case of France 'le hommes du government'.The jails in many cities are filled with people who thought that this method of social change would work. The ones in Paris and other cities throughout France will be same soon enough.

By the by, the song by Rush I mentioned earlier...here is the rap from that song:

Jack -- relax.
Get busy with the facts.
No zodiacs or almanacs,
No maniacs in polyester slacks.
Just the facts.
Gonna kick some gluteus max.
It's a parallax -- you dig?
You move around
The small gets big. It's a rig.
It's action -- reaction --
Random interaction.
So who's afraid
Of a little abstraction?
Can't get no satisfaction
From the facts?
You better run, homeboy --
A fact's a fact
From Nome to Rome, boy.

What's the deal? Spin the wheel.
If the dice are hot -- take a shot.
Play your cards. Show us what you got --
What you're holding.
If the cards are cold,
Don't go folding.
Lady Luck is golden;
She favors the bold. That's cold.
Stop throwing stones --
The night has a thousand saxophones.
So get out there and rock,
And roll the bones.
Get busy!

[Thanks Geddy, Alex and Neil]

If y'all did not get this, get busy, stop blaming the man and try fixing things by getting with the program. The world will be better in the long run because of it.

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