Saturday, January 2, 2016

323. Poem about How Hip-Hop Messes with Your Head



You've been looking and looking for something you could confidently call "barbaric" so you could make your point about civilization, that it needs a conception of the opposite,  and you've been wondering and wondering what hip-hop was, another gift from black culture like jazz or something darker, and you're terribly lost and then you hear "I ain't fuckin' wit' you you nigga bitch" and all becomes clear, it's "barbaric," dark as hell, and you've got hip-hop pegged and are about to draw the great lesson for our time that we can't let love you know of other races no matter how brotherly interfere with the advance of civilization when wham along comes this musical "Hamilton" that looks like maybe the peak of American civilization and it's put on by all kinds of people old-time Americans have had trouble loving and what are they doing but a better job of celebrating American civilization than anybody so far and godalmighty they're doing it in hip hop!

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