Fake Thug Life :: English Literature Essays

Fake Thug LifeThere is a young man who inspired me to write this article. I thank him for doing a large(p) service to the Muslim society. Turn where you will. Look to the East Coast or the West Coast and there are various Arab boys, Indian boys, and Pakistani guys who keep back adopted the look, lingo, and life of a thug. I have seen it m both times - this strange transformation from tapered jean-wearing, glasses-owning, nail biting ninny to chest-thumping, hard-acting, Nautica-wearing thug. It begins at an azoic age with the use of slang, words like werd ,yo, jigga man It is followed by the gradual attraction towards mainstream rap. Ja Rule, Dr. Dre, Eminem, Jay Z. Bear in mind, this attraction to hip hop is not derived from any cultural relationship these boys feel towards the ghetto Most of them have never even been to one. Regardless, they like to blare hip hop in their predominantly white steep schools because it makes them stand knocked out(p). Wearing ENYCE, or Sean John, on the other hand, in the predominantly white high school makes said Muslim boy stand out and makes him appear more hardcore than he would in his tapered jeans from Sears that his mother bought for him. Thus, we see that the use of slang, plus a certain social need, gives rise to a Muslim boy getting closer and closer to a certain imagined sense of thug-life. Add to this the fact that most Muslim boys only play hoops while growing up, or hoops as they call it, because they are too skinny for football and too excitable for baseball. The game comes with its own excerption of hip-hop culture. Since a thug is either a baller or a Playa and since most Muslim parents would beat up their sons if they saw them with a girl, all Muslim boys end up being (self-proclaimed) ballerz. We all know the relationship basketball has with hip-hop culture. A Muslims transformation into a thug quickens. He starts using befittingly placed rap verses. Ice Cubes prevail yoself fo you wreck yoself makes i ts way into religious discussions. Nellys its getting hot in here begins to be dropped into sermons referring to Hell. Their emails begin to be sprinkled with kno wat im sayin and check it. His favorite love song, instead of being something by Sinatra, becomes Ginuwines My pony or Montel Jordans Lets Ride