Because I want to have sex with Nadia Pflaum AND I despise local hip-hop posers

Normally, I only read The Pitch when I'm looking for prostitutes but in this week's letters to the editor section an angry note from a group of spoiled white kids caught my eye.

We feel this article is a gross misrepresentation of the dancers mentioned as well as B-boying. Ms. Pflaum's story inadequately reflects the views of many interviewees and fails to include viewpoints of established and vital members of the local B-boy scene.

Sad thing is, I don't think this douche bag is kidding.

Let's get this straight: A bunch of white kids hang around in neighborhood basements and dance and they want recognition for anything other than the annual Gay Pride parade. The article doesn't mention hardly any women hanging out in this local "b-boy scene" (My Dick wants to laugh at that) so this is a group of male dancers up in arms about the article. Ghey. Liberace Ghey.

I didn't link to the article when it first came out because I thought it was some kind of joke but it turns out that there is a good chance these over indulged white kids and their three middle class minority friends are actually up in arms about the "coverage" they have received. This is part of the reason why I think that journalism is a dying art. All of the really interesting people don't talk to the press and everybody else would do much better to simply either release statements via their blog or a PR spokesperson. In the coming era, you're either a media whore or you're not.

So the b-boys took offense when their mere existence, their rape of a culture that's not their own and their gross consumption of whatever media is provided by the Tall Israelis is more than a little bit offensive to those of us who don't spend 21 hours a day watching MTV2. These children are what's wrong with modern cRap music and I miss the days when brats like these listened to skater rock.

As for their attack on my dear sweet Nadia . . . I know I don't have much of a chance with her because I'm pretty sure that everybody who works at The Pitch is a homosexual but I have to say that she does a great job as this town's top hip-hop reporter. In her latest piece she attempts to make sense of the bullshit spouted by KRS-One during his recent visit to Lawrence. And that's no small task . . . Take heart dear Nadia, covering hip-hop (particularly the locals) is a challenging endeavor . . . Especially considering there hasn't been anything important accomplished in the field of cRap music since 1997.