MUSICNEWS: Ice-T Doesn't Like Hip-POP, Record Execs Trafficking COCAINE, and Rihanna's New Album

Gangster-Rap-Godfather Ice-T is really unhappy with the mainstreaming of Hip Hop. And outside the premier of his new documentary “Planet Rock: The Story of Hip Hop and the Crack Generation,” HE WENT IN.

On Rick Ross:

He thinks he’s [Freeway] Rick Ross, he thinks he’s Larry Hoover, he thinks he’s Big Meech, he thinks he’s MC Hammer, he thinks he’s Tupac. Like, who the f*ck are you really, dude?”


On Lil Wayne and Hip Hop Going Pop:

“Rap was a counterculture that went against pop. But when you have Rihanna singin’ on your records and you’re doin’ records with Katy Perry, that’s no longer rap. It’s pop music, pop using rap delivery. When you hear Lil Wayne sayin’ ‘I got a chopper in the car,’ you go, ‘Yeah, right you do.‘”


Is Childhood Obesity THAT out of Hand?

A piece of commentary published in The Journal of The American Medical Association has posed interesting questions regarding children’s welfare, the part that parents play in contributing to childhood obesity and the moral obligations of government. The authors of the article put forth that morbid obesity is and should be considered a type of neglect. As such, in extreme situations, removing a morbidly obese child from their parents and placing them in a healthful environment is warranted.

Some dissent is to be expected.  But irresponsible parenting should be punished for the child’s well-being, right? Most states have adopted laws that protect kids from harm by removing them from unhealthy environments. For example, criminals and drug addicts have been known to lose custody of their kids. What’s the difference in the case of morbidly obese children? Let’s also emphasize that Dr. Ludwig is only advocating removal in those extreme cases where the child’s weight has put his or her life in danger and every other option has been explored.

War on Drugs: Can’t Stop, Won’t Stop

So the Global Commission on Drug Policy has released a report stating that the War on Drugs is a fail. Welcome to the party, sirs, you’re 40 years late but please, sit. What clued you in on this failure? The wasted dollars, the overflowing prisons, lives lost, lack of actual resources dedicated to rehabilitating addicts?

This never happened.

America thrives on the drug trade. Its capitalism, and therefore imperialism are so tightly intertwined with the drug trade that it’s hard to tell one from another. The failing “war on drugs” has kept capitalism afloat by creating a permanent lower class. A lower class that is essential to the continued growth and flourishing of capitalism. To actually win this war would require some self-sacrifice on the part of the system and that’s really not happening any time soon.

#WINNING?: The Unprecedented Meltdown Of Charlie Sheen

I’m sure this past week has been a busy one for all of us.

Maybe you were preoccupied with a preponderance of school work. Or perhaps it was that boring, borderline dehumanizing 9-to-5 that got you down. Or maybe you were meeting regularly with your overpriced legal team, striving desperately to devise a legal strategy that’ll keep you out of jail for stealing a necklace for which you had more than enough money to pay (if your name is Lindsay Lohan).

Me? I spent most of this past week trying to figure out what in the hell is going on in the mind of Charlie Sheen. And I’m ashamed to admit that it’s been pretty amazing.  

Do Black People Watch HBO’s True Blood? or Do we Only watch BET's the Game?


I am very excited about the première of the third season of True Blood—dashing Bill, virginal Sookie, stereotypical of black women Terra, sinisterly charming Eric, and rogue-like Jason Stackhouse. To say the least, I am a fan, but not a cult-like fan. I would never attend a True Blood movie première dressed as a Vampire, a Hobbit (i.e. Lorde of the Rings), a boy wizard (i.e. Harry Potter), or as an Upper East Side fashionistas (i.e. Sex and the City). That’s not me.

I’m just a regular-ole-everyday kind of fan who wanted to invite her regular-ole-everyday black friends to her modestly small apartment to watch the third season première of True Blood. In my mind, it was a simple request. But, the response from my dear “tried and true” black friends was, “Black people don’t watch True Blood.” What? What do you mean black people don’t watch True Blood? The sheer numbers of weekly viewers alone attest to the fact that there must be a percentage of black people watching the show. Perhaps, the type of fandom black people display is more low key then die heart Twilight fans. Perhaps, we do not join online groups and play fantasy football version of True Blood’s picks.

Laughing at Addiction

When i first saw this video and others like it, i was appalled at the fact that we have somehow managed to twist a serious issue like addiction into a joke. Dave Chappelle did it with his character Tyrone Biggums. Now it seems that people have taken to the streets to find real human beings who are struggling with addiction, to make videos for entertainment purposes and throw on YouTube.


When did addiction become funny? Seriously. When did it become okay to laugh and poke fun of crack heads and drunks? When did normal, functioning human beings decide that it was okay to make fun of addicts? And when will they let me in on the joke?

Pop Life (Remix): I Will Always Love You, Whitney

Yesterday, my mom sent me a text message proclaiming her excitement for Whitney Houston’s newest album, which was released yesterday.  In her “I’m fifty years old” text message shorthand, Ma said she loved every song on I Look to You, Nippy’s first solo effort in years.  The reviews are mixed.  Though I haven’t *technically* heard it, I’ll just go ahead and say I love Whitney’s new album, too.  I’ll hold my tongue re: Akon’s appearance.  (Alvin Seville does want his job back, though.)  I do think the latest single, “Million Dollar Bill” will make a killer house remix.  Maybe it’s my mother’s fault, maybe it’s because I’m getting soft, but I’m rooting for Whitney.  I’m glad she’s here.

A few years ago during Ms. Houston’s nadir, I wrote a blog about her.  On this the first leg of her comeback and on the eve of her appearance on the divine’s Ms. O’s (you can’t spell God without an o) season premiere–no jumping on the couch!–I want to return to what I said.  I’ve posted it below, with very few edits.

I think most of the stuff I said holds up.  Well, I hope it does.

"Skinny-Bitches are [NOT] evil"




In 2001, Mo’Nique in Queens of Comedy came to the Orpheum Theatre in Memphis. She enters from a rotating pyramid. As she steps on the stage, she gives Memphis its props, and then says to all the “fat girls”  “…stand y’all fat asses up and take a motha-fuckin’[sic] bow.”

She goes on to exclaim:

“Godt-dammit[sic] big women,  Alright big girl  you’d better represent it godt-dammit[sic]. You’d better do it, ya [sic] fat ass. I love ya baby-girl, you handle yo[sic] shit. Fuck you skinny bitches, Na! Fuck you skinny anorexic bulimic motha-fuckas [sic], what?!….Look at ‘er[sic] shakin’, bitch cause ya hungry…Skinny women are evil and they need to be destroyed, baby.”