Archive for August 12th, 2004

Ambra has an interesting post on the misleading nature of teen sex statistics. According to one survey, 84% of parents think their teen children are not sexually active. What? So all this sex is being had by just 16 kids? Come on. Self-reporting surveys are a mess. Particularly when there’s some sense of status involved. Who’s gonna admit to some stranger taking a survey that their daughter is a ho? Most parents, even when confronted with the evidence like the beginning of Ice Cube’s “Givin’ Up The Nappy Dug Out” would refuse to believe it. Oh, I’m sure they would go demanding an answer later, but at that instant they would deny everything unless it could be independently corroborated. Well that’s a problem. And it’s not just about parents who have no clue of what their children are up to. Everybody thinks it’s somebody else. No matter what the situation is, it’s always “them” with the problem. Either “they” started it or “they” aren’t doing “their” part to fix it. It’s time to cut that out. Seriously. We can all run off a litany of problems globally and locally. The question is, what are we doing about them?

As a benefit of having a whole bunch of new visitors to the crib, I’ve gotten into a lot more conversations today. One of them centered on the debate over Standard Black Vernacular (SBV)/Ebonics. First of all, let me say that most people don’t have a clue about this topic. They hear the term “ebonics” and wanna start talking about “proper” English or whatever without having the background knowledge to really advance the discussion. It’s like knowing that the ball goes through the hoop but not knowing that you can’t move unless you dribble. Stop and recognize that SBV is a linguistic terminology and has to be dealt with according to principles of linguistics. If you don’t know the difference between a pidgin and a creole (and I ain’t talkin’ bout some high-yellow chick from New Orleans, either) then before you start opining, you need to hop in a book and learn the fundamentals. Then try to bring your argument up the court and see if you can score. Just had to get that out of the way first.

Like I was saying though, I can break bread on SBV all day. But there’s a difference between me discussing it as one of my intellectual curiosities and me talking about it as it pertains to youngsters (and some old heads)who can’t construct a sentence in standard English. I’ve probably said 50 times that I’m not a prescriptivist, linguistic or otherwise, and that’s true. I ain’t gon’ lie, when I talk, it’s SBV all the way, unless there’s some significant reason I shouldn’t. But the rub is that in those situations when it’s not appropriate for me to be talkin’ about some “yahmeen” or whatever, I know how to construct sentences according to Standard English and make sure to tack on that terminal consonant and all that good stuff. Even the people who argue for the legitimacy of SBV don’t use SBV to do so. They have to break out their polysyllabic, latinate vocabularies with crisp diction and fully-branched sentence trees. They know it. So when I start talking about “them” (people who don’t use Standard English) to the other “them” (Standard English prescriptivists) I’m quick to justify and explain and elaborate all the reasons why SBV is perfectly legitimate as a language form. And then I might go back to some other college-educated Black folks and talk about how racist the prescriptivists are for not recognizing what I’m talking about. But at the end of the day, has my pontificating “on behalf” of the linguistically challenged really done anything except display my intellectual perspicacity and verbal dexterity? No. I’ve just pointed out the problem with two “thems” and solved none. What’s the point in that?

When the rubber meets the road…or whatever else the rubber might meet, it’s all about friction. Nothing is going to change as long as we remain in our cocoons of comfortable knowledge and do nothing. It’s not just “them.” In most cases, “them” is “us,” except we don’t want to admit it.

If you look at my post on racism, you’ll see that I’m not big on that term at all. It’s worn out like the super band waist band on some 10 year old Fruit of the Looms. But even at that, racism still exists. (Bear in mind that racism and prejudice are very different. See the prejudice joint for my take on that.) The question is, what is each of us going to do about it? Are we going to point at people who are more “racist” than us and at people who seem to be obsessed with finding racism and stay where we are, or are we going to try to eliminate whatever racism does exist? It’s easy to say how much better it’s gotten, but are we willing to do the sometimes uncomfortable work it takes to make things even better than they are now?

Part of the reason parents don’t know what their kids are doing is that they’re too uncomfortable to ask the tough questions and make the tough observations. As Ambra says, far too many parents depend on the news for statistics on their own children instead of actually getting involved in the lives of their off-spring. Likewise, each of us needs to step out the statistics and deal with people. Real, live, breathing people. Don’t just talk about “the poor”, get in there and help them. And I’m not just talking about throwing money at them via some faith-based institution or charity organization. TV ain’t goin’ nowhere. We can miss a few episodes to help some people and catch up on the reruns later. Let’s stop the yappin’ and make it happen.

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Governor James McGreevey resigned because he had a gay affair? (click the link for the text)

Wow. Sometimes you just never know what’s coming next.

post script: That down-low stuff is catchin’!

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Back in the early 90’s, they started putting that parental advidory sticker on album covers. I remember getting upset about that act of “censorship.” Of course, it really wasn’t. At the time, we thought it was an attempt to kill hip-hop, but it really had no impact. If anything, it helped me know which records to buy. If an album didn’t have the sticker, I knew to pass it by.

Of course, censorship isn’t about private groups getting private record companies to put an emblem on their records, and it’s not about an artist’s sales dropping if their non-musical actions or opinions run afoul of their fan base. That’s just the market at work. When the Kansas Attorney General keeps about 1600 recordings out of the library because he feels they “don’t reflect the values” of the majority of the residents, however…that’s cutting it close.

It’s one thing for a parent to determine what types of information come into the house. When I lived with my mother, I had to go by her rules because she paid the bills. Even now, when my mother is at my house, where I pay the bills, I still accomodate her in the choice of records I listen to. One time “You Sure Love To Ball” by Marvin Gaye came on. She made me turn it off. But that’s one thing. That’s a private choice. For the Attorney general to make that choice for the whole state is something altogether different. Because if I’m not mistaken, the library is not a private entity. But okay, I’ll take him at his word and say that he’s looking out for the best interests of the majority. That leads me to some questions.

Well the first question is whether there’s anything on a rock & roll or rap CD that hasn’t been published before. Wouldn’t the community standards that Attorney General Kline is seeking to uphold be violated by a printed work just as well as they could be by an album? Or in other words, is it permissible to have a book with a suicide scene but not have Ready To Die? (In fairness, the reasons behind the removals is not discussed in detail, so this is a purely hypothetical example.) Is written violence really less offensive than audio violence? What about movies? Does this just apply to new library material or is it retroactive?

I don’t have a problem with disallowing materials based on community standards, but I think that the state is much too big to be considered a community. What’s cool in Wichita may not go over so well in Cottonwood Falls, and vice-versa. It’s one thing to say that I would have to go to the next town to get an Outkast record from the library. It’s something different to say that I’d have to go to the next state.

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We’ll have some fun now, with me and all the gang
learning from each other, while we do our thing
- Fat Albert Theme Song

At first I was gonna act like nothing had happened, but I can’t front: I’m geeked up about the National Review article that mentions the Conservative Brotherhood. Y’all be sure to check out Cobb, Uncle Sam’s Cabin, Rambling’s Journal, Crispus, and Blacks For Bush too. They didn’t get any shine in the article, but they’re definitely worth reading. If the Conservative Brotherhood was the Juice Crew, I’d just be the Master Ace among a whole bunch of Big Daddy Kanes and Kool G Raps. (And if that last sentence means nothing to you, stick around. )

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