High School goes High Tech Tanya Chiasson St. Thomas More High School English Dept. originally presented at the Diocese of Lafayette English In-Service on March 12, 2007 revamped & redelivered to the English/History Departments on May 9, 2007
Emerson (C): Greetings, colleagues. I have invited you all to this meeting via the new “IM,” also known as instant messaging to discuss the destruction and corruption of poetry in the new pop culture known as “rap.” I would like to hear your arguments on this topic at hand.
Thoreau (T): Kewl deal, I have only heard a select few different rap songs, but I believe the rap music industry has totally destroyed the art of poetry. As you know, I believe in simplicity and living with only bare necessities and these “rappers” live lives of detail and unnecessary excess. Some of these unnecessary things include “bling,” extreme car details with huge rims and big lifts, and houses some of them probably could not afford.
Hawthorne (W): I personally am fascinated with the dark nature of the rap songs that I have heard. Many rap songs discuss the evil things in the present day society such as murder, theft, and thug life. These evils truly fascinate me.
Poe (K): Ralph, I am going to have to side with Nathaniel on this issue. As you can tell from my writings, I am unhealthily enthralled by the dark nature of the world. The fact that this “rap” music powerfully brings out sin and evil in so many ways will of course turn some people away. I, on the other hand, am looking forward to the evolution of rap music and disagree with you that it is “corruption” to poetry.
Emerson (C): Well I personally believe that the whole rap community has lost itself from the great natural pleasures of life. The extensive use of drugs and violence used as primary themes so commonly in rap music that it is sickening to me; thus, my interpretation as rap corrupting our so beloved poetry.
Thoreau : “What hearest ear of ear?” ( Let Such Pure Hate Still Underprop )
Poe : The mysterious people of this United States are pondering a woman as president of this dark country.
Thoreau : My dear friend, this news is like a burst of wind rustling in the trees.
Poe : Thou cannot be serious. This news has “filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before.” ( Raven )
Thoreau : Why would a woman president give you such fret?
Poe : I implore you to consider the disaster this would cause. Have you ever seen a wrench with any sense? They are the weaker sex, good only for cooking and rearing children.
Thoreau : I have seen women as sturdy oaks that can withstand any storm. Tis true they have a way with children, but this will only help. You know many of the politicians are but children who have not bloomed.