I am what is today called a "classically trained musician." I suppose that means , I went to school to learn music.I studied composition and musicology, and played a number of brass instruments. I have played with orchestras and swing bandas, but I haven't been a professional performer for many years.Our new car came with Sirius so I played around with it one day, listening to various channels until I accidently landed on a hip-hop station.My ears were assaulted with a driving beat and some person chanting: (Please pardon the following)
"I just wanna fuck bad bitches,
Chicken head, chicken fed, with a dick in your mouth."
As I listened to this charming tirade, I could hardly believe my ears. I later found out that this was some person called Dr. Dre. I decidedto listen to more of this stuff. Surely it couldn't all be this bad. I was wrong, it was. And worse.

Apparently, to rappers, women are not fully human. They are all bitches and whores and are to be raped, abused, and beaten. Hip-hop is for young men who do things without consequences, and society says it is OK. It even gets various music awards though it is filled with violence, crime, sex-as-brutality, and more. And then, society wonders why its young men are so violent.

I suppose I am naïve in that I wasn't aware of the depths of depravity that this so-called music represents. I heard rap many years ago by Ice-T and others of that era, but had no idea how low this junk has gotten. If art is the flower on the tree of philosophy, this must be a stinkweed.