Desperately Seeking: Safe Place To Be Freaky
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And to Kill Whitie. The triumph of hip-hop culture has given us so much, especially when appropriated by Gen-Y deejays:
Casady was raised in Santa Barbara, Calif., but quickly notes her worldliness by listing the cities where she has lived along the trail to Brooklyn. A regular Kill Whitie partygoer, she tried the conventional (that is, non-hipster) hip-hop clubs but found the men "really hard-core." In this vastly whiter scene, Casady said that "it's a safe environment to be freaky."
I agree. That's what we all seek -- a safe environment to be freaky. Welcome to the 21st Century, and make sure you get some tattoos and nipple rings, just to blend in. Hey, if Lee Iacocca can make a commercial with Snoop Dogg, I guess that's a pretty good sign of the freaky times to come. Up the funk!
The Washington Post: "The Whitie We are Trying to Kill."
On August 26, 2005, The Washington Post published Deejay's Appeal: 'Kill The Whiteness Inside': an article describing the party Kill Whitie as an all white scene that's attempting to appropriate blackness. The founders of Kill Whitie, including co-promoter, Lil Rae Rae, co-deejay Sha na na na, and choreographer, tha Wandaho, all women of color, sat down to appropriate a little culture of their own over dumplings and noodles. The topic of the conversation was their absence from the post's article. The distraught, but not discouraged, Pumpsta listened as Sha na na na stated:
"This is ....., we both dined with Michelle Garcia from The Washington Post, drank wine, she was bumming cigarettes off me. How can you talk to someone for hours and then pretend that [Sha na na na] is worth no mention."
Lil Rae Rae jumps in. "What did you expect? It's The Washington Post."
"I was the only one in the article, how could I be doing this by myself, we all started this together." Pumpsta adds.
Lil Rae Rae concludes. "They want to know what Kill Whitie is, they'll never know because they're the whitie we're trying to kill."
In an infantile act to create racial boundaries The Washington Post omitted truths, attempting to achieve the obscure angel they desire. It is questionable that the Post would choose to run such a fraudulent article in the Nation section, when there are so many more prominent acts of racial bias that should be addressed. There is no reason to travel all the way to Brooklyn to witness the white-washing of this country. Perhaps the Washington post should focus their attention on the Whities closer to home.
-Kill Whitie
From the article:
Tha Pumpsta also moved here from somewhere else -- Cobb County, Ga.
Figures. I graduated from high school in Cobb County, Georgia, a suburb of Atlanta that lies northwest of the city. When I lived there, it was the whitest place on Earth. By white, I mean Vanilla Ice white.
Hmmm -- a party for white kids who like rap and are too afraid to actually venture into any of the real hip-hop clubs. Lame. Or, maybe, the irony of white kids at a "Kill Whitie" party deflects the lameness and instead infuses a coolness of self-aware lameness portrayed as calculated irony. Damn hipsters. I never could figure them out.
In any case, I now live in the ATL on the East Side, in a neighborhood that is 80% Black. I know I'm white (as in "can't dance and yells at speeding cars to slow down as they drive by") and I relish my squareness. Yesterday, one of the neighborhood kids wanted to know if I had any rap on my MP3 player. I was out cutting the grass in my khaki shorts and t-shirt (how white). I was proud to tell him that I had some OutKast, Mos Def, and Missy Elliott. I skipped over the fact that I also had the soundtrack to Chicago, Peaches & Herb, and Peggy Lee on there, too.
from someone in the know....
the pumpsta was raised in cobb county...and like many who live there, against his wishes...
once he was old enough to get the fuck out of town he did so.
The big letters when you posted this comment were not a suggestion. This is your one warning.
the roots of kill whitie are nothing to do with pretending to be anything. we came from a scene where we embraced music the dirty dirty, often at the the disapproval of the greater mass. we embraced freaknik when the city was trying to shut it down. we are just trying to recapture the essence of the party that started in our youth. Because the party is Williamsburg, it will have hipsters in attendence, but it will also have dancers, heads, artists, and even some punks. But who cares...why label?? that is what the man wants us to do...to divide amoungst ourselves over the lamess $hit. kill whitie is about having fun, it is not gay, straight, black or white. it is about letting loose and dancing to the beat....
it is funny when so many try to dog this party that have absolutely no idea what they are talking about, usually from the safety of a distant state. Even Ms. Garcia was only there for a few minutes yet she writes about it like she knows, labeling the entire idea as ironic, based on the turnout at one event. what some writers will do for a paycheck is pathetic. this thing has been brewing for years and will continue to grow as long as people remember the essence of dance music is dancing and having fun, not drawing conclusions and assumptions.

That Washington Post article is enlightening! Seems to me that the "Kill Whitie" parties are a modern minstrel show without the blackface. One hundred years later, these young white elitists create a segregated environment where they can pretend to be stereotypical blacks, for their own amusement. You'd think somebody would see the irony in that.