Say there's a white kid who lives in a nice home, goes to an all-white school, and is pretty much having everything handed to him on a platter - for him to pick up a rap tape is incredible to me, because what that's saying is that he's living a fantasy life of rebellion.
But let us not too hastily triumph in the shame of Sparta, lest we aggravate our own condemnation.
In real life, I don't fall in love with the guy who wines and dines me, I fall in love with the flaws and the humanity.