Pin the Tail on the Funky

Wired Magazine’s Chris Anderson is yet another of my token whites I use to convince my friends—my friends with strong African features—and my associates who still suffer from mental colonization that dreams of stardom and captive audiences that “love” you are bullshit coming from the asses of colonial powers with mind-control media creating artificial scarcity. Back in October of 2004, Chris wrote an article called “The Long Tail” and proclaims:

People are going deep into the catalog, down the long, long list of available titles, far past what’s available at Blockbuster Video, Tower Records, and Barnes & Noble. And the more they find, the more they like. As they wander further from the beaten path, they discover their taste is not as mainstream as they thought (or as they had been led to believe by marketing, a lack of alternatives, and a hit-driven culture)…An analysis of the sales data and trends from these services and others like them shows that the emerging digital entertainment economy is going to be radically different from today’s mass market. If the 20th- century entertainment industry was about hits, the 21st will be equally about misses.

I began to understand this phenomenon when I began to look at the hit counts for kintespace.com back in 1998. I discovered that thousands more people were looking at kintespace.com than were those willing to send “fan” mail. That was my first clue that fanaticism is a relic of the “hit-driven culture” that Chris Anderson writes about.

My friends and acquaintances often play a little game. They wish to create products that they themselves fucking hate but they think they will sell because people are stupid and they need to be seduced “for their own good.” What my white token implies here is that the market for which they are preparing no longer exists. At best, it is controlled by such narrow political interests as Wal-Mart, Viacom and Chris Douridas. The seduction for which they are preparing makes them look all whored up in garish makeup. Don’t make me break out the book of Ezekiel on you macho harlots!

The risk my peoples run is that they might waste their lives trying to be something they are not only to find that times have changed and it might pay more to be yourself than to get all house-nigger-ready. Perhaps the emperor has no clothes and his house nigger has no house. Perhaps not… Y’all keepin’ real and all good?

I know this Blog post is definitely a miss but at least I haven’t played myself. I keep me here with me so I can tell me the truth.

rasx()