…and other thoughts.
There’s been some (not-widespread) speculation that Mr. H to the Izzo is a freemason, subliminally putting messages from the clandestine society in his songs.
I call bullshit, especially on the further assessment that the 2009 VMAs was some public Freemason ceremony, primarily centered around Taylor Swift’s public humiliation and initiation into FM club.
If you can forgive me, I’m about to take a left turn into my opinion here. For the first part, I’m pretty sure that Jay has really peaked as a rapper, what with Kingdom Come and his desire to constantly name albums as ‘Blueprint’ sequels, thus reminding us of a time when he was really ON. Yeah, Mr. Jay goes platinum every time out, but there’s a time in music, like in film, when a person becomes a guarantee – Tom Cruise doesn’t really ACT anymore, does he?
People really just want to hear him spout materialistic shit. And by people, I mean the general public. We want to sit in our beat up 1999 Subaru Outbacks, and pretend that we’re all just hustlers counting stacks of greenbacks, while battling off scores of hotties. We just can’t look at our own selves and take Jay of the pedestal we’ve placed him on. There’s no society in the works, because his popularity is just a reflection of our culture. He succeeds because he raps about the materialistic bullshit that we chase after and fantasize about daily.
As far as the VMAs being a grand ceremony? It’s way more interesting than realizing that most people want Taylor Swifts in their living rooms and iPods instead of… someone who was truly weird, challenging, creative, and partially insane. Standardization breeds efficiency. And all of the sudden, we’re depressed.
