Try to imagine this scenario:
A wigger comes into the dorm with his ghetto blaster. Three White students block his path.
"Excuse me, this is a no-rap zone. You can't play that here."
"Say what?!"
What would happen next? Suppose neither side backs down. A fight would ensue. Which side would the bystanders be on? Would other wiggers (and blacks) come to his aid? Would anybody come to your aid?
Then the police would come. And then what? Who would go to jail? Who would be charged with a hate crime?
As with the no-narc scenario, the point is to understand the whole constellation of forces. The wiggers have the cops backing them up, and the cops have other cops backing them up -- the whole police force, plus the sheriff's department, plus the FBI and the National Guard if necessary. Who is backing you up? Nobody.
Why is it that they stick together, but we don't?
This is Political Science 101, exercise 1. What we are really concerned with is the general question of how groups form and cohere, and how they exert leverage in conflicts with other groups. Before we can change our situation, first we have to understand how politics works, on the most elementary level.
Would it be possible to set up a no-rap zone in such a way that the cops would be on your side? You could set up a quiet zone where loud music of any kind is not permitted, and the cops would enforce it. But could you specifically allow white music and forbid black music, and still have the cops back you up? No. A hundred years ago you could have done that. Not now.
The thing is, our present situation is something of an anomaly. A hundred years ago, the government was explicitly pro-white, as most governments had been for centuries. Blacks lived in separate neighborhoods and went to separate schools. They weren't allowed to marry whites. A black man who raped a white woman was liable to be lynched. As for black men raping white men, I doubt if that ever happened in the 19th century. That would have been psychologically impossible a hundred years ago.
Of course, it's not impossible now. They have gotten the upper hand. They didn't do it by themselves. They got some help from the storytellers in New York and Hollywood.
We lost because we live in somebody else's story.
A few weeks ago (April 5, 2000) I went to Internet World at the Los Angeles Convention Center. The people at the conference were dotcom yuppies and computer geeks, almost all white, and a few Asian. There were only a handful of blacks sprinkled in the crowd. Not counting security guards and janitors, there were about ten blacks present.
The companies gave out brochures. These brochures don't just describe the company's products and services, they also have pictures of people using the products. I'm sure you have seen advertisements in which there is a picture of people in an office -- people you are supposed to identify with. The strange thing is that these pictures have very few whites, and almost no white men.
I stopped at one of the booths and picked up a flyer. It had a picture of several people in an office -- a black man who appears to be the boss, wearing a suit of course, looking very professional; an Asian man sitting at a computer, with a black woman and a hispanic man watching what he is doing; and a white woman, standing a little apart from the others, trying to watch from a distance. I asked the man at the booth, "Where am I in this picture?" He said "Who are you?" (As if he couldn't tell.) I said "I'm a white man." He looked at the brochure and said, pointing to the woman, "Well, she's white."
I was probably the only one who noticed the discrepancy between the picture and the reality. Here you have thousands of people at a convention, almost all white, but they see themselves as black (or maybe as generic multiracial Americans, like Tiger Woods).
The companies are right about their customers. Most of them do identify with the people in the pictures.
That's what I mean (or part of what I mean) when I say we live in somebody else's story. We have been so completely brainwashed that most of us think we are black.
This isn't a new phenomenon, and it doesn't just apply to yuppies and computer geeks. There are millions of white suburban teenagers who think they are black. At Grateful Dead concerts, the audience was 98% white, but that's not how the deadheads saw themselves. They thought they were Rainbow People.
This situation isn't something that can be addressed by politics in the usual sense of the word. First we have to deprogram ourselves. A lot of people get very upset about "cults," without realizing that they are already in a cult. America is a cult. TV is a cult. As long as we live in TV-land, we have a belief system that is very far out of touch with reality.
The fact that other races are living among us isn't the problem, or at least it's not the root of the problem. Our aim is not to create a white society in the literal sense of the word.
When I lived in Colorado, almost everybody was white. But most of them (at least most people I knew) listened to Michael Jackson, Tina Turner, hip-hop, jazz, Muzak, etc. There was a radio station that was supposed to be an "oldies" station, but it was really a soul station. Just about everybody's mind was full of African music in one form or another.
So is Colorado a white society? Is it just a matter of everybody having white skin?
Putting millions of white people together in the same place doesn't accomplish anything if they think they are black, or want to be black.
The first step is to establish a no-rap zone in our own minds.
But after that first step has been taken, then what?
I know I'm not the only one who cares about this. The question is: will it ever be possible for us to work together? Is it possible to actually establish a No-rap Zone, a physical space, a space that we own and defend?
If not, what kind of future do we have?
Somebody has to make a stand. It has to start somewhere. It has to spread, room by room, floor by floor, dorm by dorm, school by school. And of course it also has to happen off campus, house by house, street by street, town by town, until the whole world is a no-rap zone.
If you have just one friend who will make a stand with you, that's a start.
In the March 2001 issue of Playboy, there is an article about the ongoing race war in Texas prisons. The author is a white prisoner. He says the black prisoners "consider your very existence to be disrespectful of them." Well, that works both ways. Their very existence is disrespectful of me.
This applies to all rappers, no matter what color they are on the surface. I despise the white ones even more than the black ones. I despise them every bit as much as they despise me.
So let the war go on. Let's fight it out to a conclusion.
Looking at the log files from my ISP, I find that
some people end up on this page
after doing a search for "white power rap."
... Amazing ...
It's hard to imagine anybody
having his head stuck THAT far up his ass.
There is no such thing as white power rap.
Your music is your soul.
The music that fills your mind is who you are.
What happens in American prisons
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