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WHITE AMERICA (Take
3)
Another type of
sympathetic white student is the young man, immensely knowledgeable about
rap, who lectures on the dangers of gangster rap, preferring “hip hop”
and oldschool. Such students will write enviably authoritative
papers on the Ultramagnetic MCs or the current underground scene.
When they like new rap, it’s something non-commercial and positive (e.g.,
Talib Kweli). John, for example, undertakes a line of inquiry common to
this kind of student, distinguishing between rap and hip hop:
a big difference
between the two forms is that hip hop seems more creative in the lyrical
department flowing about topics that generally tend not to include gang
warfare and bitches and the use of DJ’s over dats is a major
difference.
These young white (mainly) men are traditionalists.
They often slip into their papers a reference to an anti-skinhead rally
they attended, which is fine, of course. And they certainly support
the music: I’m always impressed with the number of CDs and magazines they
draw on in their assignments. But I ultimately distrust their project
. . . for example, who is more lyrically creative than an ultra-commercial
rapper like Tupac, Biggie, or Jay-Z? And when they brag about their
skinhead rallies, they so often comment on how few black students were
there. Their purist rejection of gangsta rap misses the positive
political force of nihilism, arrogantly quarantining the genre out of,
I think, a misplaced politics of unity. This excision of the gangsta-political
seems an unfair revisionism of rap, and the bills for such bad-faith appropriation
do add up. Ultimately, such white students have to accept hooks’
criticism that there is “a mass-based white consuming audience that is
not interested in receiving values from Black people, but is interested
in receiving ‘the juice’” (“Rap Wars” 84). Andy’s juice is oldschool
flava, uncut by the mad social dramas of any later beats. In his
paper on “Beat Bop,” the 1984 MC battle between Ramellzee and K-Rob,
Andy smugly puts down contemporary rappers who bite from the song: “Cypress
Hill has took Ramellzee’s nasal style and added a little west coast ideology
and took off.” For his issue analysis, he attempted a persuasive
paper (much like John’s above) on how he thought the oldschool ideals and
skills were coming back:
What changed over
time was that after rap was successfully anchored into mainstream culture
it lost it’s original ideals. . . . The good ol’ days are still being lived
through by many people. . . . Songs with lyrical wizardry like this are
really bringing rap back to the essence. These local scenes are centered
around the original hip-hop culture, which included four things: rapping,
DJing, break dancing, grafitti. “There are still people, and lots
of them in this city (Chicago), who are making funky, funky hip-hop music,
you just have to look harder to find ’em.” (Chill 33)
But then I think how angry Andy got the day
I played the Digable Planets in class. That evening he fired off
an e-mail message to me, complaining how thoroughly anti-white the Five
Percenters were. If some of my white students who have fairly little
knowledge about rap can grow to appreciate the cultural critique inherent
in gangsta, students like John and Andy might have too much knowledge:
they resist the gangsta critique out of nostalgia for the promise of inter-racial
harmony represented by Bambaataa's original b-boy movement. It's
similar to the disappointment I feel at white students who, when reading
Malcolm X, eagerly embrace the post-Mecca black humanist, writing about
how the "true knowledge" of Islam allowed him to escape the evil Elijah
Muhammad's brainwashing; that reading is too easy, too simple. But
Andy ultimately proved open to knowledge; one of his last writings, an
informal paper in which he traced the change in his views on rap over the
last two months of the term, seemed a breakthrough:
I have more respect
for Tupac, I never used to like him that much. It isn’t just the
fact that he changed it’s that I understand better that even though he
tried so hard to be a bad ass, he was also very wise. . . . Whether or
not he was rapping like he really lived, he was saying how he felt honestly,
and also how a lot of other people in this country feel. I still
can’t justify his abusive tone, but it’s more important to be honest than
to front like you aren’t angry. Thinking about this has helped me
to see better why gangsta rap is so angry as opposed to most reggae which
comes from ghettos that are much poorer than in America and from a country
where the class system is far more apparent.
Andy’s change in understanding is pronounced;
even if there is still that comparison to reggae to show us that his ultimate
criticism is still on the table (as well as his ultimate misperception
of American class realities), Andy is by no means a racist student.
The difference between racism and non-racism in white students can perhaps
be figured in the difference between seeing someone like Tupac as big
nigger or badass.
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