Even Clipse Goes Global
For those who read the Times (do I even have to specify which rag I mean?) or pursue graduate studies, the globalizing world is one of those basic les chose de la vie. (Please attempt your best authentic French accent.) But there are segments of our culture that are, for one reason or another, blind to this phenomenon. (See my post on casual drug use and the globally deleterious effects.)
What’s more interesting is when facts and ideas of globalization reach into areas where those players aren’t forced to read books about it from professors or peers flaunting their intellects. Worker protests against the WTO in South America. African farmers using the Internet to track global crop prices. And Southern rappers removing themselves from their otherwise provincial “ghetto mentalities” as a hierarchical claim to their alpha status above their peers.*
From “Momma I’m So Sorry” by Clipse, Hell Hath No Fury (2006):
But it’s a bigger picture, homes, trust I done seen it
From Frankfurt to Cologne, Oslo to Sweden,
From Italy’s Milan to the shores of Napoli.
Now I consider Ferrari and Salvador Dalis.
I’m no longer local, my thoughts are global.
That’s why I seem distant, son, expand ya vision.
* Though Clipse constantly profess the heights of their status apart from the hoi polloi of players, they still allow for others to join them in their ranks. In “Hello New World,” they sing: “Can’t wait for the next n*** from my hood to say, ‘Look out world, I’m on my way!’”
March 18th, 2007 at 10:03 pm
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