By: César Veras
In previous posts, people dealt with this week's
readings in ways that vilify white people for adopting AAVE language
practices. This might not be the
exact idea people have been trying to encapsulate, but arguments are based
around negative opinions facing this phenomenon. Through my post, I try to delve into race relations as constructions
of identity and try to elucidate what white teenagers socially achieve by
taking on these practices in the first place. In my opinion, people's language ideologies are always
adopted by profound reasons. The
borrowings of AAVE practices by white people are not the exception.
First of, this phenomenon of language appropriation
is not novel. In fact, "this
tradition of symbolic appropriation created some of the most important symbolic
wealth of 'American' - that is, white American - culture, from
nineteenth-century mineresly to ragtime and jazz, through rhythm and blues rock
and toll to the current international fad for hip-hop music (Hill)." Hip-Hop today is a multi-million dollar
industry composed of the wittiest rap lyricists and talented sound
engineers. It is widely known that
this cultural manifestation has AAVE language practices as the backbone of its
creation. AAVE is the unmarked
language skill under this environment, white, standardize English is not.
With the rise of Hip-Hop markets taking over
American culture, the hip-hop culture is quite accessible. It's easy to go on the Internet and
find hip-hop videos, songs and lyrics; hip-hop artists also set cultural
trends. Also, let's not forget,
the latest phrases and sayings are made up by hip-hop artists as well. Hip-hop has been able to singlehandedly
transcend what is perceived as being "cool" in the United
States. With these ideas of
coolness, toughness, and latest hip slang being constructed in front of the
nation's eyes, when certain identities want to negotiate these processes and
embody a sense of coolness at a certain specific moment, language appropriation
is the outcome.
In other words, whites don't adopt AAVE in order to
become something "they are not" or because they are not
"sticking with what they know".
At the end of the day, these claims are drawn from ideas of how they
should speak given their physical appearance and social standing anyway. On the other hand, "speakers use
appropriated words and ways of speaking to make claims on a wide range of
desirable qualities: learned, cosmopolitan, regionally grounded, cool, hip,
funny, street-smart, tough, masculine, laid-back, rebellious, etc" (Hill,
161). These claims are enforced by
anxieties of not being cool, or hip enough according to their
surroundings. They also may come
from feeling like their experiences reflect an African American style of living
instead of one more stereotypically situated with white people (life of poverty
and high crime neighborhoods compared to middle class living conditions).
However, what happens when these processes are done with success. Are they still looked upon as white, or
are they now radicalized as black?
When I was reading the articles for this week, I was constantly thinking
of the successful rapper Eminem.
Through his career, he has openly spoken about growing up in the tough
streets of Detroit. His
environment made him develop proficiency in AAVE and because of modes of
survival his language repertoire is filled with witty, fast thought
remarks. Eminem is indeed the
stereotypical wigga. On the other
hand, the ideas subscribed with a wigga usually don't apply to him. Eminem is usually perceived as cool and
tough with a crisp stilo. His success in the rap game is rather
astonishing. Not only is he the
white boy with one of the best rap flows in hip-hop, but he has also been able
to do this through a series of controversies and national drama. In the song “Sing for the Moment”, Eminem speaks about what it’s like to grow up
white yet feel like your environment does not fit with your identity. Below I have also attached the lyrics:
"Sing For The Moment"
[Verse 1]
These
ideas are nightmares to white parents
Whose
worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
Like
whatever they say has no bearing, it's so scary in a house that allows
no
swearing
To see
him walking around with his headphones blaring
Alone
in his own zone, cold and he don't care
He's a
problem child
And
what bothers him all comes out, when he talks about
His
fuckin' dad walkin' out
Cause
he just hates him so bad that he blocks him out
If he
ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out
His
thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back
Talkin'
black, brainwashed from rock and rap
He sags
his pants, do-rags and a stocking cap
His
step-father hit him, so he socked him back, and broke his nose
His
house is a broken home, there's no control, he just let's his emotions
go...
[Chorus]
{C'mon},
sing with me, {sing}, sing for the years
{Sing
it}, sing for the laughter, sing for the tears, {c'mon)
Sing it
with me, just for today, maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you
away...
[Verse 2]
Entertainment
is changin', intertwinin' with gangsta's
In the
land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum
Holy or
unholy, only have one homie
Only
this gun, lonely cause don't anyone know me
Yet
everybody just feels like they can relate, I guess words are a
mothafucka
they can be great
Or they
can degrade, or even worse they can teach hate
It's
like these kids hang on every single statement we make
Like
they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum
Now how
the fuck did this metamorphosis happen
From
standin' on corners and porches just rappin'
To
havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass
But
then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you
Fans
turn on you, attorneys all want a turn at you
To get
they hands on every dime you have, they want you to lose your mind
every
time you mad
So they
can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon
Any
dispute won't hesitate to produce handguns
That's
why these prosecutors wanna convict me, strictly just to get me off
of
these streets quickly
But all
they kids be listenin' to me religiously, so i'm signin' cd's while
police
fingerprint me
They're
for the judge's daughter but his grudge is against me
If i'm
such a fuckin' menace, this shit doesn't make sense Pete
It's
all political, if my music is literal, and i'm a criminal how the fuck
can I
raise a little girl
I
couldn't, I wouldn't be fit to, you're full of shit too, Guerrera, that
was a
fist that hit you...
[CHORUS]
[Verse 3]
They
say music can alter moods and talk to you
Well
can it load a gun up for you , and cock it too
Well if
it can, then the next time you assault a dude
Just
tell the judge it was my fault and i'll get sued
See
what these kids do is hear about us totin' pistols
And
they want to get one cause they think the shit's cool
Not
knowin' we really just protectin' ourselves, we entertainers
Of
course the shit's affectin' our sales, you ignoramus
But
music is reflection of self, we just explain it, and then we get our
checks
in the mail
It's
fucked up ain't it
How we
can come from practically nothing to being able to have any fuckin'
thing
that we wanted
That's
why we sing for these kids, who don't have a thing
Except
for a dream, and a fuckin' rap magazine
Who
post pin-up pictures on their walls all day long
Idolize
they favorite rappers and know all they songs
Or for
anyone who's ever been through shit in their lives
Till
they sit and they cry at night wishin' they'd die
Till
they throw on a rap record and they sit, and they vibe
We're
nothin' to you but we're the fuckin' shit in they eyes
That's
why we seize the moment try to freeze it and own it, squeeze it and
hold it
Cause
we consider these minutes golden
And
maybe they'll admit it when we're gone
Just
let our spirits live on, through our lyrics that you hear in our
songs
and we can...
[CHORUS
X2]
Through this song one can see that using certain AAVE
language practices or acting “black” goes a lot deeper that trying to be black. Through this song Eminem tries to
redeem himself by explaining his situation as a rapper, father and public
figure. He is able to align
himself with the African American population through his struggles and language
use. However, he is also showing
some relevance to the white community by explaining the situation that many
white kids go through in everyday life.
Hip-hop artists often glamorize the “hood”, and Eminem tries to explain
that there is nothing to want from the “hood” anyway. It is also imperative to realize that people will always
have these glamorized ideas of the “hood”, and that even if some white people
adopt AAVE language practices in order to adapt to poverty, others will do it
in their attempts to look cool and distance themselves from the normative
image. These images of course are
constructed around the idea that “’man of Color’ is sexually rapacious, sometimes
seductive, usually predatory,’ while ‘White man is strong, dominant arbiter of
truth, and self-designated protector of White womankind, defender of
nation/territory” (Kiesling, 104).
The personas they embody depend on which one holds more social capital
under specific situations.
Hip-Hop is also a manifestation of
social relationships. The
hardships of African Americans (which constitute a large portion of the
population of poverty) are portrayed through the cultural adversity that they
face in everyday life. Through
this song, Eminem is not only able to show his dexterity in navigating issues
from street crime, to raising his daughter, but simultaneously he is able to
distance himself from the White hegemony by marking himself as a poor person who
struggled just as any other poor black person does. On another scale, he is also able to note that there are
people out there, who are white, who have specific profound reasons for
adopting AAVE linguistic models.
This statement of course only perpetuates the hegemony, making it okay
for white people to play on these identities when they want to rebel and act
tough. In reality, this is the
case. It’s important to understand
how these processes work, it’s another monster to try and change people’s minds
on how they process certain language practices. At the end of the day, people do what they think will get
their point across, and sometimes, this means holding on to other language
practices because the same words won’t do the job in another style. Everyday we navigate life and speak in
a way that we’re perceived as cool, smart and important. These kids are just doing that.
However I've always heard of "Uncle Toms" and always wondered how most blacks felt about " Charlie Pride"
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