Identity Mitosis – Part I
It’s weird these days… I feel like my days are split in to two personalities. I normally wake up refreshed and happy to be alive but by late night before I hit the sack, I question if I done anything with my Life… or more of… who am I? Or what is the real me?
Who can tell me why?”
Catullus, Latin poet
I question their blackness/
They call themselves black/
But we’ll see if they’ll play this.”
– Public Enemy, Bring The Noise
Therefore, only the rebel should use it.”
– KRS-One, How Not To Get Jerked
My existence is unique but not unusual. I am Chinese-American, and I don’t delude myself to not be, who’s large influence were of Hip-Hop intellectuals. I respect Hip-Hop as a black cultural revolution that rose up during the late 80s and peaked during the 90s. I don’t front by emulating so much of the styles and language; I respect Hip-Hop too much do that. But I do emulate the thought tactics. Hip-Hop made books, empowerment, and self-knowledge cool. And it did that through hard beats and lyrical warfare. If that’s not an argument for a positive image for Hip-Hop, tell me great masses of the people, what is?
For more about the thinking behind Public Enemy, check out: Chuck D’s Terrordome.