This week many excellent writers and scholars (Marc Lamont Hill, Talib Kweli, Demetria Lucas, Very Smart Brother The Champ) have effectively demystified the unintelligible relationship rantings of a rapper named Slim Thug (if you don't know who Slim Thug is, do not be dismayed, you are in good company - not many people do). Other than making blog headlines this week for publicly admonishing the state of Black relationships (which, let's face it, is not unique, imaginative, or edgy at this point), I couldn't tell you one thing about the "emcee".
This post is not aimed at joining the debate regarding the merits of Slim's commentary. The above mentioned writers/scholars have all done a good job of that. Instead, I'd like to pose the following question: Since when did we start taking relationship advice from just any-old-body?
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This post is not aimed at joining the debate regarding the merits of Slim's commentary. The above mentioned writers/scholars have all done a good job of that. Instead, I'd like to pose the following question: Since when did we start taking relationship advice from just any-old-body?
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