These punk police won't let upOf course the law had the last laugh. At Mr. Hicks' trial, his own rap lyrics about the gang's shenanigans were submitted as evidence. After being released from prison in 1997, Mr. Hicks began cutting albums, touring, and making a name for himself in the gangsta thug rap culture within California's Bay Area, and the Sacramento area as well. On November 1, 2004, while on tour near Kansas City, Missouri, Mr. Hicks was shot to death in a - surprise! - gang related shooting.
They trying to keep me down and keep me in a ditch
But the only thing they doing is making me rich
They painted a picture of a ruthless villain
Told all my fans that I was stealing
Jealous mothafuckas, I never steal
I make more money than you never will
Mac Dre arrested for attempted heist
The mothafucking feds ain't nothing nice
They said I was the one doing all this shit
But banks just keep on getting hit
Feds trying to send a nigga up the creek
But Dre ain't worried cause the case is week
They say I'm the one calling all the shots
But fuck them feds and fuck them cops
And to that punk mothafucka Detective Nic Dic
Hear me loud and clear, fool: suck my big dick
Does this man sound like the kind of guy you would want as a role model for your children? I have bad news for you - he is. Andre Hicks is better known by his rap moniker, Mac Dre. In the wake of his death last year, the latest fashion statement being worn by the hip-hop obsessed boys at the school in which I teach - and I'm sure plenty elsewhere - is an oversize t-shirt with a print of the above picture that memorializes this piece of garbage. This is who is memorialized in the black community nowadays folks: a two-bit criminal who corrupts our youth with the worst sort of mysoginistic, violent, nihilistic "music" imaginable. And the worst part is that he is continuing to do this from beyond the grave, as his death has made him even more popular than he already was.
But wait, the black community isn't finished. Just yesterday, Black Entertainment Television (BET) handed out its award for 2005 "Person of the Year". Did they pick Barack Obama, the up and coming senator from Illinois? How about Oprah Winfrey? Better yet, how about Lieutenant General Russell Honore? Haven't heard of him? He was the Louisiana National Guard commander who helped save perhaps thousands of lives through his leadership of rescue assets in Louisiana in the wake of Hurricanes Katrina and Rita. He also popularized the phrase "stuck on stupid" when he dressed down a reporter asking him stupid questions. Nope, the good General didn't get the honor either. Instead, BET listeners picked none other than Minister Louis Farrakhan of that well-known bow tie cult, the Nation of Islam. Speaking of Hurricane Katrina, you might remember an earlier post of mine where I mentioned that Mr. Farrakhan accused the U.S. government of purposely blowing up the levees in New Orleans in order to save the white neighborhoods by flooding the black neighborhoods. BET justified the award by saying,
"An overwhelming percentage of our users agreed that Minister Farrakhan made the most positive impact on the Black community over the past year and chose him as the person most worthy to receive the honor of BET.com's 2005 Person of the Year."BET stuck the knife in a little deeper, stating that Mr. Farrakhan,
"mobilize[d] hundreds of thousands of Blacks around the issues of atonement and empowerment, and to convince the masses of our people that we must be the primary catalysts and engines for positive change in our communities."How? By fanning flames of racial hatred? By making spaced out conspiracy theories about imagined machinations of those "blue-eyed devils"?
I weep for this country.
Good Day to You, Sir