As purveyors of this artform we call hip hop, there is a need to be able to separate the griot-inspired visceral storytelling, from the glorification of the societal underbelly to truly appreciate it. These auditory reflections, while dirty and distorted, are semblances and resemblances of a lifestyle. The lack of fiscal responsibility, the aggressive gladiatorial like nature of its competition are both aspects that act as aspirational and parabolic. Perhaps most strikingly, the obsequiousness of the hoe is a tale venerated. A label that, if not separated from the glorification and double standard of promiscuity, is reflexively admonished. The simple matter is that reflex also denies a simple truth. The truth in the art, as ugly as it may seem, is that these escapades, titles and lifestyles are ones championed by the same crowd such labels are meant to denigrate. Hoes are real and living their best life. Hoes in Hip-Hop and Misogyny in General as discussed on The Left Column.Speaker: SepToMusic: Khan SoulO