What's Up With That? #62: Ain't no party like an Uncle Sam party
Umm... what?
I'm trying to envision a collection of Caucasian policy wonks holed up in a bunker in Washington, D.C. writing the material for N.W.A.'s Straight Outta Compton. The imagery just isn't working for me.
Even if we assume, for the sake of ludicrous argument, that shadowy figures at the Justice Department did in fact concoct the idea of gangsta rap, there's an element that I still don't comprehend:
How did the government persuade the performers who ostensibly began the gangsta rap phenomenon to begin recording this stuff?
Maybe the conversation went something like this...
FBI Guy: Hello, Mr. Ice-T. Thank you for meeting with us.
Ice-T: Whatever.
FBI Guy: Mr. Ice-T may I call you Mr. T.?
Ice-T: Naw, man, that's the brother with the Mohawk and the bling. Just call me Ice.
FBI Guy: All right, Ice. Recognizing that you are a loyal American and a decent, law-abiding citizen, your federal government would like to make you the point man on a unique public relations project.
Ice-T: I'm listening.
FBI Guy: Your government is taking note of this hip-hop do I have the term correct? business that's all the rage with the young African-Americans these days. We believe there's a wonderful opportunity here to accomplish something very special for this country, and for the black community in particular, utilizing this exciting medium. And we would like for you to take a leading role.
Ice-T: What do I have to do?
FBI Guy: Our crack staff no pun intended, Ice has been composing some funky-fresh did I say that properly? lyrical material for the hip-hop genre, which we want you to record. We believe that if you were to make this material popular with the African-American youth, other performers would follow suit.
Ice-T: A'ight. Lemme see what you got. (Pause.) "Six in the mornin', police at my door..." Are you kidding me, man? (Another pause.) "Cop Killer"? What the [expletive deleted] is this?
FBI Guy: We realize that some of this material may seem how should I put it? extreme. However, it's our position that...
Ice-T: This crap has me advocating the murder of police officers! Man, some of my best friends are cops!
FBI Guy: I know, it sounds somewhat counterintuitive. But...
Ice-T: I can't record this. It'll incite people to violence. I'm a lover, not a "cop killer."
FBI Guy: Ice, are you familiar with the concept of reverse psychology? That's what we're going for here.
Ice-T: I don't know, man. This seems like crazy talk.
FBI Guy: This isn't crazy, Ice. It's your federal government at work. Some of the brightest minds in Washington are hard at work on this project.
Ice-T: Whatever. So what's in all this for me, man?
FBI Guy: International fame and a multimillion-dollar recording career, for starters.
Ice-T: You gotta give me more than that. I'll lose all my friends in the 'hood once they find out I'm working for The Man.
FBI Guy: How would you feel about a permanent costarring role on Law & Order: Special Victims Unit?
Ice-T: Dick Wolf? I'm down.
FBI Guy: You're a true patriot, Ice.
Ice-T: Whatever.
Labels: Aimless Riffing, Celebritiana, Getting Racial Up In This Piece, Random Acts of Patriotism, Ripped From the Headlines, Soundtrack of My Life, The Body Politic, Whats Up With That
1 insisted on sticking two cents in:
Maybe the richer, more famous you become; the more CRAZY you become. She should stick to singing and leave the conspires to the online crowd.
Although your dialog between Ice-T and the FBI guy, makes a lot of sense.
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