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We Be Hatin’

By Slim Jackson

A couple weeks ago I was out with the fellas at an east coast college. They were opening for a poppin and pizzlin hip hop artist that we all know, and I was there to support and hold my Flip video camera in the air to get some blog-worthy footage. Without going into too much detail, the show was great. I’ve been to a few shows they’ve rocked out at, and it’s been a lot of fun. After seeing them perform in front of primarily white institutions and crowds more heavily sprinkled with Black and Hispanic folk, I’ve come to a crucial conclusion…

White people really know how to have unrestricted fun. Black folks really know how to hate.

Let’s face it. We’re quicker to find fault with other Black folk than we are to give credit and accolade where it’s due. When I’m at these concerts, there are clear demographic differences. I can see the hundreds or thousands of white people throwing their hands in the air and having a good time. I can also see a significant chunk of the small segment of Black and Hispanic people watching first with a critical eye and looking for an excuse to say the show was wack. They’re usually the people with arms folded, staring up at the stage, and consistently whispering in the ear of whoever they came to the show with. Now this isn’t to say that all Black people are naturally haters, but sometimes it’s like something extra needs to be proved before people will just accept the fact that someone is cool, good at what they do, or whatever. This isn’t even a competitive circumstance! Competition? That’s a different story…

Don’t even get me started on how competition increases the hate exponentially. All we need to do is look at a group of women who are all interested in the same dude. Welcome to New Hate City….Welcome to New Hate Citttttayy! We can even look at the dude that’s baggin chicks without any reputable reason. “That negro just be out there munchin box or wearin Greek letters. He wouldn’t be baggin otherwise.” But yeah, we be hatin’. It’s kinda reckless. If people spent as much time looking at themselves as they spent criticizing others who are making moves in the bedroom, the world would be a much happier place. Then again, I guess there will always be crabs in the barrel…I ain’t tryna get pinched though.

Slim “The Plumber” Jackson

Politics, Actors, and Your Favorite Thug Rappers

By Slim Jackson

After watching both major political party conventions, I’ve decided that these politicians, actors, and rappers have more in common than people probably think. I’ll get to the why soon enough, but I wanted to first paint the picture of how I got to this entry.

I was chatting with a friend of mine about Barack Obama, Sarah Palin, and John McCain (For the purpose of this conversation, Joe Biden has absolutely no importance). My friend doesn’t particularly care for McCain for President, but he cares even less for Obama. In his view, Sarah Palin would probably be better than either candidate. I disagreed with him as he expected. My thought was that Palin couldn’t have given a great speech without the speech writers providing her with a bombdiggity (remember that?) script. Then he made a remarkable comment…

“Politicians are such great actors. We should just vote for the speechwriters.”

So maybe he didn’t say those exact words, but the quote is about 95% accurate. But let’s think about this one. Barack is an excellent speaker. As I’ve said before, he is the ultimate Articulate Black Guy. Sarah did a great job with her teleprompter work. Kudos. McCain is a smedium public speaker, but we also listened to the others who picked up his slack like Guliani. We also got to hear the star of the White House adult film “Oral Office”, Bill Clinton, also an excellent speaker. The point? Most of these politicians are not speaking their own thoughts. They don’t enjoy kissing babies, and probably would rather not be shaking 100 germ-infested hands per day. They’re political actors, not to be confused with activists. In the case of this election, we have 2 rock stars in the mix. 38 million tuned in to see Barack’s acceptance speech, and 37 million tuned in to see Palin. Gramps McCain? Well, despite the fact he had more viewers than both Palin and Obama, he’s still Gramps McCain. Focusing on his speech was like pulling dentures. People more than likely tuned in to see if he morphed into George Bush. But I digress. But I digress (You had to see his speech to get the hidden joke here.).

The presidential race, or any political race, has become more commercial than some of our favorite rappers. Think about it. All of this political jibber jabber from both sides and it sounds great no matter who you’re voting for. But what are the person’s true views and what will they really do in office…or attempt to have done under a desk? They’re talking this talk because that’s what they need to do to get the votes from their peoples the same way rappers need to sell CDs. Let’s take 50 Cent as an example.

I often hear people talk about how great he was when he wasn’t mainstream. I agree. I heard some of his old stuff and he actually had punchlines. But what happened to this guy once he got into the spotlight and needed to sell CD’s and Vitamin Water? Lazy ass commercial punchline recyclingness to compliment his pseudo-thuggery. How often can a man say good and hood? How often can someone talk about clutchin the handle of their heat, or why the other candidate sucks. More times than not, whether politicians or rappers, I can read right through the BS and congratulate the person for an acting job well-done. They may have delivered an amazing performance in that 4 minute music video or during that 10 minute speech, but real does recognize real. Taking 9 shots 10 years ago, or getting tortured by the Viet Cong 35 years ago does not make you a great presidential candidate or rapper today. “What have you done for me lately?” is often a better question to ask.

And no, I’m not discounting the individual past experiences of others. Those experiences shape the people that we are today. But when you’re fighting for my vote, or to stop me from just downloading your CD from a friend, you need to either give an Oscar performance or be a bit more real. Simple as that.

From the Political Analyst that doesn’t talk about the issues,