Oh lawd. Really?! Some people just don’t like the hip hop culture and will find any way to bash it. SMH. I saw this story a couple days ago and wasn’t even going to post it, but I figured why not show this guys’ ignorance. New York Post Writer, Phil Mushnick, went at ESPN for choosing 50 Cent to open the NFL draft last week.
I know some people will disagree with me and you have every right to, but I just think that cultures coming together isn’t a bad thing. A person’s past is just that…the past. oh and yea, this is coming from the same guy that had a problem with Hov’s involvement with the Nets.
Check out what Mushnick had to say & weigh in…
Via PHIL MUSHNICK at NY Post:
Is This ever going to stop?
There often is a fine line between blame and recognition, but in ESPN’s case, it straddles that line. Almost all sports fans — real sports fans — by now recognize ESPN has earned a ton of blame.
Last year, even more than the year before that and the year before that, college and pro football were overwhelmed with criminals and by criminality. Or, as TV folks call it, “distractions.”
Yet, the same men and women who report the arrests and the convictions while making “tsk, tsk, tsk” have no better idea or instructions than to keep flooring it, sustaining the inescapable message that bad is good, but worse is even better.
ESPN, now the home of double-murder investigation obstructionist Ray Lewis, opened its NFL Draft show Thursday with vulgar, gay-bashing, women-trashing, assault weapon-cherishing, N-word-spouting gangsta rapper 50 Cent making threatening noises and gestures while boasting that he is one bad mother.
Why? Because this is what ESPN, among others, has seen fit to do to sports. Rather than try to return some sport to our sports — maybe even reduce the incidence of tsk, tsk, tsking among its reporters — ESPN works hard to do to our kids and teens (and your sports) what no ESPN execs would do to theirs.
Next, as the draft picks were selected, ESPN cut to prerecorded footage of the picks in civilian clothing, posing them with their arms folded in front of them while shooting the camera threatening scowls and assorted bad-ass stares.
When game footage of draft picks appeared, ESPN made sure those who acted immodestly after plays received more footage time than those who didn’t. Let that be a continuing message to all sports-minded kids.
And if there were young men in the Radio City Music Hall audience acting just like the people who make you think twice — then never again — about bringing your family to another NFL game, well, those are the people ESPN hunts for to provide cameos as the best darn doodle sports fans on Planet ESPN.
There’s so much compromise now attached to watching anything and everything on ESPN that it’s like eating off the floor. Not even the NFL Draft can be watched for what it is, or for what it could be or should be. It must be watched — suffered — to fit ESPN’s definition of hip and its senseless promotion of all that now lays sports low.
And there’s no letting up. As long as ESPN pays for rights and is allowed to print money as must-pay, multiple cable channels — the sports blithely allow ESPN to do what it wishes with and to them. Prostitutes work the same way. And if there isn’t a “tsk, tsk, tsk” coming today, wait a day.
