As many of you know, I went to a college full of black dudes...(and the homie Shook). The nature of this school meant that there were a ton of rich kids there. It's why they call Morehouse a Black Ivy. However, the oddest thing would happen once you got there. 1. There were usually only 2 or 3 gay freshman out of 900. That number quickly rose to about 270 by the end of the year. (away from home/out of the closet). 2. Idunno about now, but in '94 my freshman year, EVERYONE was hood. New York kids looked like extras from a Wu Tang video or fresh out a Spike Lee Movie claimin' bedstuy or S. Bronx. Atl kids all acted like the lost member of 'kast (damn shame that 'kast is still the pre-eminent group from there 13 years later), cats from Fla. were all on that Uncle luke shit and claimed they were pimps and N.O. cats were all actin' like they were from the 9th ward. EVERYONE was on they hood shit, EVERYONE was a gangster. We won't even get into the fake crips and bloods. HOW DID WE FIND OUT THEY WERE FAKE? Parents week. I never was one to front, but then again, I was a nerdy honor's student, no one would have believed I was some sort of a thug, and no one knows what a Bahamian thug wears or does. They'd shit their pants if they did. But suddenly, everyone who was a thug the week BEFORE and acted like they were from a single parent home with six kids in Brooklyn suddenly had khaki pants, blue blazers and knew how to tie a double windsor not and had TWO parents who were JUST LIKE MINE. Same fraternities and sororities; same alma maters, same secret societies; handshakes, whispers and Roth accounts. Suddenly "Gangsta Vertigo" is "Geoffrey"... We go hard on these cats who we want to call "wiggers", but no one ever calls out the wanksters. I look at them all the same. It's stupid to want to claim hood, if you ask the sociologist in me, but as far as music business; I think it is people like this who drive the sales up. People who want so hard to be like their idols that they are willing to lie about anything redeemable about themselves for the sake of style. THOSE are the people dumb enough to cop the Soulja Boy album, because real hood cats are not making these dudes go platinum. There simply are not enough of them, and I'm sorry: if your main market is poor blacks, you have built your business home on sand. Build it on the rock hard heads of rich kids with something to prove and exhorbitant (sp) allowances from daddy. What y'all think? We laugh hard at wiggers and wanksters, but would the hip hop industry - the one many of you strive to make a living off of - even exist at the level it does if not for the posers? And if this IS the service they provide, does that therefore mean that we need to stop clowning them? For this, yeah. I think it does. We should stop clowning them and respect them as the fiscal bloodforce of the rap/hip hop business culture.