Hey. I'd like to say a little somethin' about what's going on in the streets dese days. Now, I been around for quite a while. And, I go out on the street, and what do I hear? Louder than the cars, louder than the buses- the music! Hip hop! Rap! Young black guys shouting incoherent words about how life in "da ghetto" is so "wack". What's wrong with this? The problem, you see, is that these shouting young men bring it on themselves! I grew up in "Da Ghetto" and I happily manage a general store! Instead of making the most of life, these young men sit and complain all day and get multimillion dollar recording contracts. Then, what do they do? THEY CONTINUE TO COMPLAIN EVEN WHEN THEY LIVE IN MANSIONS! Why? Because the other inner city kids who would rather bitch about their lives than make the most of them listen to this and think "this Beverly Hills millionaire speaks to me!" Only they replace "Beverly Hills" with "Compton" or "West Side" and "millionaire" with "homey." They aren't homeys anymore! They're millionaires! They don't deal drugs anymore! They don't know anyone who's suffering anymore! That's what's wrong with the kids today. They give up on life too soon.

Jack Rouac and Oliver Chong

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