Phil Mushnick complains that “ESPN embraces racial slur rapper” Kendrick Lamar: Mushnick’s cranky old man act has often seen him grumble about rappers and their language, from a 2012 columnsuggesting that “As long as the Nets are allowing Jay-Z to call their marketing shots…why not have him apply the full Jay-Z treatment? Why the Brooklyn Nets when they can be the New York N——s?” to a piece this October blasting Jemele Hill because she has “indulged ESPN’s frequent “special guest” appearances of unspeakably and unprintably vulgar rappers who promote and cash in big on every heart-breaking, blood-spilling backwards stereotype of black America — especially rappers who have helped resuscitate the N-word while boasting of their sexual degradation of women as hit-the-road whores, bitches and worse.”
This time around, Mushnick’s mad at Hill in particular and ESPN in general this week over the announcement that Kendrick Lamar will perform at halftime of the college football national championship game, writing an amazing column titled “ESPN embraces racial slur rapper for halftime show” that starts with six paragraphs about a Adam Henig book that discusses the use of the n-word by white fans against black baseball players during the 1950s and 1960s (totally equivalent to a black rapper using it, obviously), doesn’t mention Hill until the eighth paragraph, and doesn’t mention Lamar until the 10th paragraph. Here are the lowlights from where Mushnick finally starts talking about Hill and Lamar:
Tuesday, Hill was excited for a different reason: ESPN had selected the halftime entertainment for the its broadcast of the national championship football game.
“The powers that be finally got something right — Kendrick Lamar!” she squealed, pumping her arms in delight. “Kendrick Lamar!”
Given Hill’s race-based activism, one logically wonders why she’d so openly favor Lamar, a rapper who has grown fabulously wealthy through lyrics that consistently refer to black men as “N—-s”.
I’d be glad to provide Hill examples of his lyrical artistry so she can recite them on ESPN. She could start with “Money Trees.’’
That could never happen because ESPN would never allow such a thing, thus she’s spared from exposing her rank hypocrisy.
Or perhaps she can identify the proper context in which African-Americans should be called “N—-s,” and those logical instances when the vulgar degradation of women should be recorded, sold, performed, applauded.
Does Hill know that 12-year-old black kids now effortlessly, reflexively call one another “n—-s”? She’s good with that?
Odd, but not surprising, how it works. ESPN, a sports network, decries racism and sexism from within and beyond, yet eagerly seizes the cross-promotional (perceived) value in embracing such rappers. Still, not one ESPN exec would dare publicly repeat their lyrics.
Three cheers for Phil Mushnick, the false equivalency champion of the world and the worst rap critic on the planet.