I mean everytime there is an earthquake, a flood, an oil spill – there’s always a group of heartless people who rip off tax payers.

This is in response to reading that 4 of Oprah Winfreys “angels” got busted ripping off the system. Shame on them!
http://www.cbsnews.com/blogs/2009/08/19/crimesider/entry5251471.shtml

I guess its not that much different that suburban Connecticut youth self policing and correcting each others affected southern (perceived) ghetto parlance- like “no man, “shaw-day”"

authenticity a few times removed starts to get awfully abstract and democratic

i agree w/ you that Busta is being goofy & ridiculous but not intentionally nasty, he’s a paid entertainer making a weird grab for pop novelty/timeliness — there’s a reason he’s a rapper and not, say, an ambassador… the fake Arabic seems to speak more about his weirdly small worldview/circle of friends than anything else. i wonder if it’ll make it to the album, or perhaps get replaced w/ actual language.

He said on a radio show:

“Sometimes people like to twist things. We ain’t mocking the culture, we ain’t trying to be disrespectful ain’t no racism here. If you listen to the song, you see that we are actual ackno the fact that the Arabian culture, middle east culture is one of the few cultures that value passing down hard work riches that’s been built by family…..I would like it would be like that in my culture, where we could build things to the point where we got so much that wewouldnt need to rely on other cultures to contribute majorly to societies/communities/governments where we live in…so we are actually bigging up the culture.”

Which is kind of funny, because he might be right (based on my anecdotal evidence) about all the A-rab nepotism–I guess there’s Arab money and there’s A-rab money, like when I go to Damascus around the the embassies and can’t afford any item of clothing at a French designer boutique but later catch a microbus with some Iraqi refugees from the bus station/UNHCR building for 20 cents. But I just thought of all that now. Mostly Mister Rhymes is just boring on this song (where’s that “UH uh UH, all over the track, man, UH, pardon me, UH, as I come back”), but even so part of my mind was like, “We getting A-rab money!” and I hated myself a little but I moved on.