Rap music is a sewer. It prides itself on being incurably foul-mouthed; it brandishes the morals of a wife-beater; its lyrics don't even make grammatical sense; its videos are bling-bedecked nouveau riche fantasies; and it projects an impotent tough-guy aggro ("Young Thug" as a stage name - really?) that fools nobody.
Rap music is a sewer. It prides itself on being incurably foul-mouthed; it brandishes the morals of a wife-beater; its lyrics don't even make grammatical sense; its videos are bling-bedecked nouveau riche fantasies; and it projects an impotent tough-guy aggro ("Young Thug" as a stage name - really?) that fools nobody.
"Rap is, of course, one of few worlds in which being a convicted felon helps rather than harms your credibility." Is it any wonder then, that as Coleman Hughes has repeatedly pointed out, a majority of African-Americans loathe the genre?
Why the Free Press has stooped to defending the indefensible beats me.
Rap music is a sewer. It prides itself on being incurably foul-mouthed; it brandishes the morals of a wife-beater; its lyrics don't even make grammatical sense; its videos are bling-bedecked nouveau riche fantasies; and it projects an impotent tough-guy aggro ("Young Thug" as a stage name - really?) that fools nobody.
"Rap is, of course, one of few worlds in which being a convicted felon helps rather than harms your credibility." Is it any wonder then, that as Coleman Hughes has repeatedly pointed out, a majority of African-Americans loathe the genre?
Why the Free Press has stooped to defending the indefensible beats me.