Now we've come to the point where we have a movie based on a ghetto thug's "music", "Get Rich or Die Tryin." Apparently a bio-pic about a heavily tattooed rap "artist." Skin ink is a must for thugs these days; gotta get those 'tats to make it look like you're a real man who's served hard time.
Rap "music" hurts my ears, and the variety that this thug pushes is of the by-now cliched bitches and hoes and niggas variety. Very original. Not. Very stupid. Yes. And quite a drag on the socioeconomic status of blacks in this country. At least those who listen to this crap and think it somehow epitomizes what they should aspire to.
Look, let's be clear. It's just marvelous that the moron whose life is depicted here pulled himself out of being a drug dealer. BFD. Although, judging from some of the lyrics that the movie is based on (sample: "In the backseat fondling ya bitch nigga"), rap music is a step down from dealing.


I was born, grew up, and went to school in the Bronx, New York -- on the wrong side of the
tracks. Got the chance to go to college, so instead of joining the NYPD (the obvious career choice at
that time and place), I became an engineer. Spent
some years designing things that go boom (or things that take things that go boom to their destinations...), principally for our military.
Also took an interesting career turn and for some years was in charge of counter-terrorism for my agency...so I learned something about guns. And when to use them.
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