You actin like a lil b***h right now!
O-Dog in Menace II Society
I know yall aint gonna like this one. But I dont care. There is a lot of b***hing goin on these days and its time we address it. By b***h I mean b***hy ways. B***hy attitude. B***hy .whats the word Im lookin for umm .ness. There is an air of b***h among us that is eating away at our collective psyche. Why it has reared its ugly head is up for debate, but I have a few theories on why it is becoming so prevalent. Stick with me.
The b***h in us has come on in a very strong way. The most visible way I see it is in the way we have allowed beefs to dominate our Hip-Hop culture. I remember when I was a child and I first heard the line Aint no talk time! This line was usually delivered right before somebody caught one to the jaw. Where Im from there is not a lot of bickerin back and forth. There is keep your mouth shut or get to rumbling. Men dont go back and forth like a bunch a b***hes. Men get to it or move on and let that s**t slide. Men fight it out or squash it and twist sumthin up. Men act on it or let it die. B***hes on the other hand keep up a lot of mouth. They let the emotion drive them to do something irrational. They bark and bark and bark until they bark themselves into a situation they cant get out of, usually resulting in a good one to the jaw.
Rap beefs to me seem like some b***h ass s**t. Especially when I catch myself all caught up in them like a lil b***h. You heard me right. I get all caught up in the latest dis that some dude said about the other dude. Like a little cheerleader. I download videos and songs and send them to my folks, just fueling the fire. If that aint high-tech he say/she say what is? We dont usually catch ourselves but we are doing it en masse. Collectively actin like a bunch of little girls. Think about it. If your son walked in the house with a whole bunch of he say/she say what would you do? Youd talk/smack/kick, (depending on who you are) the b***h out of him. Youd tell him that men dont do that. You would explain to him how women dont like a man who gossips unless he is theyre hairdresser or choir director or the like. LOL. Think about it. Could you see your grandfather downloadin what Muhammad Ali said about Joe Frasier? Hell to the naw! He just waited until the fight and that was the end of his involvement. He and Nana aint sit around goin back and forth about it. She would have had that n***a talked to by her brothers. Catch my drift?
These days we spend so much time on this he said/she said s**t that it is embarrassing. And Im not just talkin about in Hip-Hop. Im talking about Black men in general. Its on our morning radio shows, usually perpetuated by black men. Its in the barbershop talk. Its prevalent in our magazines and on the sites we go to to get our information. Its everywhere. Look around. We actin like a bunch of metro-sexual funboys. Cats even be talkin about the latest Lindsey Lohan s**t. No disrespect but, f**k that b***h. Weve got a ton of other things we need to address, that are much more relevant and tangible to our condition, than another privileged child star gone bad. Aint like Lindsey Lohan the first or last white woman to do a Margot Kidder. (OK that was little cruel but you understand what Im sayin). [Editors note: in an effort to make Joe more cruel, let it be known that Kidder has bipolar disorder and the disorder led to a breakdown in 1996.]
I think that part of the problem is that a lot more men these days were raised by their gossipin ass mammas and their aunties than generation of the past. I for one was raised by my moms during the week and saw my pops on the weekends. My oldest brother, may I add, came out of the closet when I was twelve. While my mother wasnt very gossipy she did enjoy the occasional two hour girl did you hear about phone call. My brother and his friends, male and female, kept some drama going. By the time I reached college age I was already a cheerleader by osmosis. One time during a fight on campus my buddy Paul calmed me down by telling me to my face that I was a cheerleader of maximum proportions.
Since then I have worked hard to kill that punk ass s**t. Did anybody notice how I handled the whole East coast West coast thing when it was at its hottest? I sat in the middle of it day in and day out and held my ground like a man. I didnt take sides and go back and forth. I considered each sides point of view and let them air their grievances. I could have made millions by fueling the fire, but I felt I had an obligation to take a higher ground. In my public life I try to keep my umm b***hiness to a minimum. I try to project, in my own little way, a vision of masculinity that any woman would be happy to model her son after. I dont have the strong chin broad chest thing going for me but I do keep a level head and hold all that emotional lemme go get my gun cause this n***a hurt my feelings s**t at bay.
Lemme stop right here and continue this next week, ’cause I feel myself getting emotional. Look for part two soon.
PS: Whats with n***as and this two earring s**t too? I had to say that.
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