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Making the Band

Lord, do we have some guilty pleasures.

Everyone has seen this show, well the new one at least. You know, the show where P. Diddy selects 6 talented individuals to become tomorrow's hit hip-hop group? Everyone I know watches this show religiously. Hell, I watch it myself. What's more entertaining than seeing, right in front of your very eyes, a group so filled with conflict that they put to shame the problems that Destiny's Child has had. Well, at least no one has left the group, yet. Oh, but we all know that we are anxiously waiting for something to get so bad that someone is oust from the group.

Since day one, this group has made me sick and yet I continue to watch the show. Here they are, being given the chance of a life time to make a record and become overnight success stories. They didn't have to do audition after audition for Label A and Label C. They weren't forced to go through some of the crap that people, who still are where they started, have to go through and yet, they find time to fight and argue with one another. Folks around here would kill for the chance that they have.

See, I will tell you were their first mistake came from. They thought that when they got into hip hop, that everything was all easy. You could tell by the way they performed that all they thought this game was, was to pick up a mic and spit some lyrics and then money would just start piling up. Oh, but when that proved false to them, they got attitudes. The night that P. Diddy made them walk to Brooklyn to fetch him some cheese cake, I, along with my friend Carmen, laughed hysterically. But after listening to them say that they would go home before they walked to Brooklyn, I knew that they were nothing that I want to spend my money on. Every artist I love had to struggle to get what they earned. These six artists basically went through a tamed version of Mtv's Road Rules and with the talent that they had made the band.

Fighting is all I see them do, week after week. It's fine for the moment, but at the same time I am so disappointed. I don't mean to jump into my Malcolm X. mode but I can't help it. The majority of America is white and the majority of them own a television. I don't care who you are, you have prejudgments about ever race and culture. Often times, those prejudgments are based on stereotypes and while watching the show, all I can think is how those six individuals are confirming those stereotypes to everyone watching. Everyone who tunes in sees these black folks fighting, cursing, yelling, and at some points being lazy as hell. Whether they like it or not, they are a reflection of us and I can't stand being represented in that way.

But we still love the show right? Who cares that they make us look like fools and act stoopid in front of America. As long as we are entertained, everything is okay.

 

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