bell hooks is a well-renowned  author, scholar, professor, and writer that has continually put out controversial theories and criticism of popular culture.  With Women’s History Month recently coming to an end, I began thinking about this clip I watched a few years ago after doing some internet searching.

Years later, in a new millennium, I think about bell hooks words of pop culture promoting ideas of sexism, misogyny, and pornographic images of women.  She focuses on the images consumers buy into, focusing on black people as the commodity and people in power as the consumers and advertisers.   hook says  that white consumers feel that they can learn about African Americans by examining these music videos and taking away what they belief is some insight into the culture.

I think it’s important to note that rap isn’t the only field where women’s bodies are seen as products that are objectified and exploited as a way to make money.  I feel like people continue to focus on black men as the the main sexists of the world, completely ignoring other forms of popular films, music, and TV shows that show sexism of other men.  They tend to be more normalized.  It’s hard to come across all forms of pop culture without seeing terrible images of women that continue to demean, humiliate, objectify, and “sexify”.  But I have been recently been thinking about rap as my friend and I were listening to Snoop Dogg’s new song on the radio “I Wanna Rock” ft. Jay Z.  He was talking about how Snoop Dogg was really cool and he liked his music, but whenever I think of Snoop Dogg, this image comes to mind:

Snoop Dogg with two women strapped with leashes around their necks and wearing see through blouses.

Maybe as a woman, it’s hard to forget those kinds of pictures.  That image was at the 2003 MTV Award Show.  Seeing that as a young girl (I was probably 13 or 14 years old), I remember being really scared and confused.  When I brought that image up to my friend or his songs like “Where the hoes at?” or “Can you control your hoe?” he really didn’t remember.  I had to play the songs and show him the picture for those memories to come back to him.  Yet I try desperately to get those things out of my head…

I guess that’s one of the many privileges of men in this culture.

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