(NNPA)—One of my mentors asked me why I was so quiet and not making my voice heard in the streets protesting for justice. First, because, I Can’t Breathe. I am still in mourning over all these babies being gunned down by the people who are supposed to protect us. It goes back to what I have been saying all along is Hip Hop’s Dilemma—the common distasteful physical, emotional and/or mental trauma people are experiencing when coming in contact with members of the hip-hop community.
I am beginning to think that the Hip Hop Dilemma may need to be classified as a psychological disorder. This is a testament to the power of hip-hop and its ability to generate transformative energy through the music and lifestyle so much so people could kill us.
The common factor in most of these situations is the victims are all young Black males who resemble a stereotype. In most cases, a hip-hop stereotype. Hip-hop is not the cause but it’s the stimulus that is triggering these reactions. The images that are created around who and what a ‘thug” in the Black community looks like is drawn from the images usually associated with hip-hop.
The old expression that “We all look alike” still applies today. How can someone who is ill-informed about the culture differentiate between someone who is doing crime and someone who is just dressing to make a statement. Let’s admit we both need to make some changes in how we roll.
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