Fry that Chicken: Ms. Peaches and Her Ghetto Fried Chicken Song

Ok, I am black, no I don’t use the “n-word” like it is going out of style. I don’t believe that Spike Lee is right every time that he decides to rant about something, I do believe that he is a brilliant director. I don’t believe that all white people are racist and secretly want to hold my people down. I do believe that there is a “man” or a Mr. Big and when I find him, I will ask him politely for him to get his foot off of my neck. I do listen to hip-hop music, and I am over thirty also I am still trying to hold on to my last strings of the vestiges of my youth. 

I am the son of woman that once was a militant and taught me to be very proud of my African roots in her own way. However there is storm rising and there are a dark days ahead. I am sorry to say that black people have just been held back another thirty years. I have to get on my podium and preach with my self-righteous afro-centric indignation and warn my brothers, sisters and white folks about a new menace.  This menace is worst than Jim Crow, a burning cross and Soul Plane wrap-up together. 

What is this menace you say? Well it’s Ms Peaches and her Ghetto Fried Chicken song. I have never been so offended in my life. Now this includes the racist propaganda that has placed on my parent’s doorstep. This also includes watching Birth of a Nation and Homeboys in Outer Space. Her video hasn’t incensed me since the Rodney King verdict, and OJ, well that’s a conversation for another time (is he still looking for the real killer). Ms Peaches is a 29-year-old rapper from Georgia who has crafted a song about frying chicken, “Oh mammy watch me dance”. The video features a sign with the word ghetto misspelled residing in the front of a scrap yard.