Garbage In, Garbage Out

Seems like people don't bother much to go to school or work on Mondays, so the bus was pretty quiet yesterday morning...except for the man in headphones, "singing" along to what was being piped into his ears.

Some of the cleaner lyrics included:

Drop my top and let her lick - lick - lick my lollipop
Lay on your stomach girl (just like this), toot that ass up (toot it up)

You can read the rest of the words to the instant classic, "Calling Me" by alleged murder facing a possible death penalty, "Lil Boosie," here.

Needless to say, the little old ladies on the bus were aghast and threw dirty looks towards the offender, who, with his eyes closed, was completely oblivious.

While it's rude and obnoxious to listen to loud music or to sing out loud (particularly when the singer is obviously tone deaf, but aren't they usually the guilty ones?), bus riders are largely used to it. However, when rude and obnoxious is also offensive and sexist, then I get angry. There is so much rap/hip hop music that glorifies sex and objectifies women as nothing more than someplace warm and wet in which to park, and people happily spend their money on it, support these vile concepts, and perpetuate misogyny. Women who buy or listen to this crap should be ashamed of themselves.

If not, I am ashamed for them.

Posted by theminx on MTA Diaries.