Things Fall Apart…
I read a book titled ‘Things Fall Apart’ by this African dude named Chinua Achebe. It detailed the spread of the colonial influence in a small west African village. The story is deep on so many levels and one of the things that I always remember about the story was the custom of the elders to pour palm wine onto the ground prior to having a dinner party or any gathering of family and friends. The notion is that you are paying tribute to the people that have come before you in this life. Today we pour a little libation down to the ground for the memory of Christopher ‘Notorious B.I.G.’ Wallace. After that we keep it moving. No Bed-Stuy parade today. No calls from negroidian clergymen for unity in the community. In truth, this is how it should be done.
What is more important to you, March 9 or May 21? If you are a hardcore fan of B.I.G. then how come you choose to celebrate his death over his birth? May 21 is the day that the essence delivered Christopher Wallace to this planet. Shouldn’t that be the time that his fans gather and celebrate and put their first two fingers peace sign in the air? This is why XXL is the publication for a living Hip-Hop culture. Even though Lil’ Weasle is on the cover at least he is alive. We need to stop commemorating people’s deaths because this is ultimately what comes to define them. The fact that they are dead. Pac’ B.I.G., L, Pun, Mac Dre, and everybody else who ever rapped and died should be celebrated for living and inspiring us to greater heights.
Hip-Hop isn’t dead, but it represents for the culture of death. It wears it around it’s next like a Jesus piece. How many times do we use the terms ‘mercked’ and ‘bodied’ in our discussions about our artists. I realize how guilty I am of perpetuating this cycle of violence and death. Here it is we have this beautiful thing called Hip-Hop that can help so many of us make a living, but it is being operated and co-signed by people that only wish to make a killing. Where do you think B.I.G. would be regarding this argument if he were still here today?
John Brown, who chided me for this drop said something powerful in one of his comments to me. Time is money. That is mother fucking real talk. I appreciate the money that you spend with me when you come to this website. You could go a lot of other places on the web, but the fact that you come to XXLMAG Dot Com means that I owe you something for your time. Instead of throwing darts at Wayne or D4L or whoever’s on my radar that given day for killing Hip-Hop I will ask you to pour out a little something for all the people that came before us. Through them we might find the truth about this thing called life. Celebrate life bitches. Fuck yo’ death.