I can only rock with Kayne West to a certain point and then the inherent contradictions and his half-ass attempts to deny they exist start making me itch. Yeah, you a genius, Kanye; but genius is not a synonym for conscious.
Kanye sort of reminds me of Eldridge Cleaver and the other black power pushers who, on the surface, talk all this great stuff about black pride and Afrocentrism and equality and all that, but if you peel back the skin, all you find is white supremacist capitalist able-bodied cisheteropatriarchy at work. Missy Anne Sydrome all up and through the bloodstream.
Folks like this always strike me as the truest representation of black face, Eurocentrism masquerading as community uplift and allegiance to our ancestors.
Is the only way to escape oppression to become more like the oppressor? And doesn’t that necessitate finding some Other to oppress like we are oppressed?
Is THIS the hope and the dream of the enslaved?
My gut says no.
YESSSSSSS the Kanye/Cleaver comparison has been on my mind for a while now. Let’s hope he doesn’t start hawking penis pants.