Now what exactly were we all expecting to come about during the nationwide premiere of 50CENT’s movie ‘Get Rich or Die Tryin’? Did you think this would be the ‘In America’ from crack-infested SouthSide Queens? I was expectin’ 50CENT to keep gettin’ richer and I was pretty sure that someone else would die. It turns out that I was right on both accounts.
This newer version of the ‘hood classic ‘New Jack City’ has raked in some serious coin at the box office. This means more money, more problems for the good folks at VIACOM. These fools are invested in 50CENT something serious. They own Paramount Pictures, the producer of ‘Get Rich or Die Tryin’, their book publishing arm is Simon & Schuster (‘From Pieces to Weight’) and of course MTV (America’s most watched news and information channel). The chain that binds is what helps feed the U.S.’s prison industrial complex. Why did I just Google ‘VIACOM’ and the word ‘penitentiaries’ and come up with an article about how VIACOM turned a major profit in the third quarter. All I’m saying is talk about the REAL WORLD.
And I just knew some fool was going to get his azz blasted. The scene was set for one of those nights where every hustler from the ‘hood tries to take his main source on a date. No side order action tonight, huh fellas? Nahh, this is a night for your wifey shorties. First off you went to the barber and had him cut a martini glass in the back of your fade. The you popped the tags on your brand new G-Unit silk blazer with the spaghetti straps on the back. To complete your outfit you put on a new pair of icy white G-Unit tennis shoes (notice I said shoes). You might go to Red Lobster or Appleby’s or somewhere else real fancy like that. You and ol’ girl get the daquiris in the whale bone cup. Everything was perfect that night until you went to the bathroom. As you were pissing in the DuChamp some hater saw that you had on the special edition G-Unit boxer briefs with the thong strap. The next thing you know this hater and his boys are trying to take off your special edition G-Unit tank top/sports bra. During the scuffle you were accidentally shot by the bathroom attendant. Damn, damn, damn, why didn’t you have on your kevlar vest that 50CENT autographed for you.
So now don’t go blaming 50CENT for getting that man shot and killed, blame yourself.
I mean 50CENT’s violence is contrived because it exists only on media like CD’s, DVD’s, video consoles and film. Occasionally, 50 expresses his gangsta on a t-shirt . In the end the only thing killed has been your WIC check.
But your violence has real blood and real death.