Sunday, February 17, 2019
Fake Thug Life :: English Literature Essays
Fake Thug Lifethither is a young man who inspired me to write this article. I convey him for doing a great service to the Muslim society. Turn where you will. Look to the eastern hemisphere Coast or the West Coast and there are non-homogeneous Arab boys, Indian boys, and Pakistani guys who have adopted the look, lingo, and life of a thug. I have seen it many times - this strange variation from tapered jean-wearing, glasses-owning, thunder biting ninny to chest-thumping, hard-acting, Nautica-wearing thug. It begins at an early age with the use of slang, wrangle like werd ,yo, jigga man It is followed by the gradual attraction towards mainstream whang. Ja Rule, Dr. Dre, Eminem, Jay Z. Bear in mind, this attraction to hip hop is not derived from any cultural kind these boys feel towards the ghetto Most of them have never even been to one. Regardless, they like to ruction hip hop in their predominantly gaberdine high schools because it makes them expect start. Wearing ENYCE, o r 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 start out bought for him. Thus, we see that the use of slang, plus a certain social need, gives try out 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 plainly play basketball while growing up, or hoops as they call it, because they are too skinny for football and too peevish for baseball. The game comes with its own infusion of hip-hop culture. Since a thug is each 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 be (self-proclaimed) ballerz. We all know the relationship basketball has with hip-hop culture. A Muslims transformation into a thug quickens. He starts using appropriately placed rap verses. Ice Cubes check yoself fo you wreck yoself makes its way into religious discussions. Nellys its getting furious 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 popular love song, instead of being something by Sinatra, becomes Ginuwines My pony or Montel Jordans Lets Ride
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