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Life in a Shanty Town

September 6 · Issue #126 · View online
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Internets,
Imagine being Kevin Hart, laid up in a hospital bed, recovering from emergency back surgery, and waking up only to find that you’re being “dragged” on Twitter for gaslighting Lil Nas X.
I’d be so upset! I’d be half-tempted to climb up out of that bed and find an SJW short enough for me to slap—but not a woman, both because that’s the wrong thing to do, and more importantly, because I’d never live that down.
First of all, the term dragged is racially insensitive, in that it calls to mind that guy James Byrd, who was dragged behind a pickup truck in—where else?—Texas. I’m surprised no one wrote a think piece on this a long time ago. It just goes to show how little SJWs actually care for black men’s feelings.
That of course brings us back to poor Kevin Hart. His people might need to contact Lebron James’ production company and find out why that whole bit with Lil Nas X wasn’t cut from the episode, or at least postponed until Hart was out of the hospital.
Is it because James’ production company is made up of people who don’t have any business being in the entertainment industry? I know there’s an issue in the NBA right now with people with no business acumen, knowledge of the law and what have you trying to function as agents. The NBA made it a rule that you have to be an agent in order to be, uh, an agent. Of course people are arguing that this rule is racially motivated, because how can a black person become an agent? Those tests are culturally biased! One of the main arguments against this new rule is that Lebron James’ staff is made up of random people from off the block in Akron, OH, and he seems to be doing alright. Well, Kevin Hart might beg to differ.
The issue may have been that no reasonable person, if they’re being honest with themselves, could look at that clip from “The Shop,” or whatever it’s called, and think that there was anything wrong with what Kevin Hart said to Lil Nas X.
To recap, for anyone who didn’t see the maybe minute-long clip circulating on Twitter (which is all that I’ve seen, admittedly), Kevin Hart, Lil Nas X and some people I’m not as familiar with, possibly randos from off the block in Akron, were discussing something or other, when the conversation turned to Lil Nas X coming out of the closet. Lil Nas X began to explain his reasoning, when he was preempted by Kevin Hart with, essentially, Who gives a shit?
This was the correct thing for Kevin Hart to say, not because teh ghey men shouldn’t feel free to discuss literally any and all aspects of their sexuality, provided I’m not in the room, in which it’s strictly forbidden, but only for reasons of decorum, natch, but because Lil Nas X’s coming out was obviously a publicity stunt designed to keep his name hot in the streets while “Old Town Road” rode out those last few weeks at number one.
Lil Nas X’s explanation, that he felt compelled to speak out because the black community is so homophobic, and that it couldn’t have been a publicity stunt because he did it at the height of his popularity, was some ol’ bullshit. Both the former and the latter can easily be disproven by the fact that, over the years, black radio has embraced (nullus) songs by any number of teh ghey performers, including Luther Vandross, Freddie Jackson, Tevin Campbell, Sylvester and, as mentioned in this week’s Members Only™ newsletter, George Michael(s).
If black people are so homophobic, why didn’t black radio stop playing those artists the moment their homosexuality was revealed? Why did they play Sylvester in the first place? If announcing that you’re teh ghey is such a career killer, why did Frank Ocean do it the night before his first album dropped, and not, say, a few weeks later, after the oblivious amongst us had already run out and copped? How come Tyler the Creator’s latest album is doing so well?
Your honor, I rest on your face. No Earth, Wind and Fire.
Take it easy on yourself,
Bol

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