If You Build Them...They Will Be Filled
Because the global economy is so unpredictable and on the verge of collapse, everybody is looking for the next financial sure thing. People want to pad their nest eggs and bounce before all hell breaks loose. Some folks still dabble in the stock market. The real estate gurus are skilled at flipping houses. Currency experts are cashing in on Bitcoin and its outrageous yet enormous profit margins. The typical business moguls who have their fingers on the pulse of everyday culture and trends, will throw their hats into the music arena. The blues, jazz, rock 'n' roll, and R&B artists have been cash cows for music executives for decades. Back in the vinyl days, execs used to swindle their artists with a simple formula: seduce them with the illusion of fame and riches, have them sign a contract that could only be translated by the most seasoned of lawyers, and lock them in. The legalese in the contract also gave them exclusive ownership to all their masters, publishing, songwriting credentials and any future royalties.
Oh, and you can't forget any of the "agreements" that their artists made with other spiritual entities or occult organizations that helped them reach stardom. In the beginning of the music industry, label execs were making money hand over fist. However, in the 1960s, many well-established artists got wise to the scam and began to take back their masters and publishing rights. The everyday music artist who entered the industry haphazardly often got fleeced and left destitute after the record sales dropped and the execs could no longer extract any more flesh off their carcasses. With the emergence of Hip Hop in the early 1980s, the music industry had a financial juggernaut that transcended across all cultures and races. However, at the same time, there was another industry that was taking off and shooting into the stratosphere during the 80's. Cocaine was king in the U.S. and the PTBs used its most diabolical cousin "crack" to destabilize and destroy the Black community.
Because of all the crime that was generated from the greed and the chaos of the drug trade, lawmakers wanted their piece of the pie too without getting their hands dirty. Legislators realized that if they generated crooked laws and incarcerated a good chunk of the Black population for even looking at a crack vial, they would kill a thousand birds with one brick (of cocaine). If they wanted to profit off this mass incarceration, lawmakers would have to team up with private corporations and law enforcement agencies to pull it off (officially). The government would generate the funds, the private corporations would build the prisons, and law enforcement would provide the bodies to fill these prisons, IF they didn't slaughter them first.
Suddenly, prisons began to pop up across the U.S. faster than weeds on a lawn. Cop shows would become commonplace on American television as they rushed to "urban" neighborhoods and unjustly scooped up all the low hanging fruit. The prison-industrial-complex era was officially born would become a household lexicon. Even though “Three Strikes” laws were railroading Black Americans left and right, many lawmakers believed the prisons still weren't being filled fast enough! The PTBs had to figure out a way to expedite Black incarceration so they could maximize their profits. This is where the music industry would use their influence to help destroy the Black community and the rest of America. In the early 1990s, according to a letter written by an anonymous music executive, a secret meeting allegedly took place that would literally change Hip-Hop and the DNA of music in general.
During the 1960s, rock groups like the Beatles infused drug related lyrics into their songs and titles. Classic Beatles songs such as "Day Tripper" (Quaalude), "Strawberry Fields Forever" (Opium), and "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds" (LSD) would eventually inspire teenagers and young adults to get high. Records executives saw how influential the Beatles and other rock groups were when it came to glamorizing drug usage. They would use the same principles to influence the youth of the 90s to commit crimes and increase their chances of feeding the P.I.C. beast. According to the music exec that attended the meeting, the room was full of highly successful music moguls. However, the meeting went from an ego-stroking affair to a sales pitch.
The host of the meeting said that he, along with a few other participants represented a few corporations that financed private prisons. He gave the usual song and dance about how their corporations profits depended on how many bodies they could cram into a prison and how the government would give the company a king's ransom to house each prisoner. The anonymous exec said that his colleagues were confused and dumbfounded about the whole thing and wondered why they were summoned to discuss prison profits instead of Hip-Hop. What also made this meeting so weird was the anonymous exec along with his cohorts were forced to sign non-disclosure agreements. The letter implied that the bosses of the participants were already invested in the P.I.C. and expected their subordinates to toe the line and go along with the operation. A few of the execs completely disagreed with the agenda of the meeting and immediately left.
The goal of the host and the investors was to turn Hip-Hop into a dysfunctional genre of music that will compel its listeners to do drugs, become more violent and dumb themselves down to the point where they’ll be stupid enough to get arrested and become a part of the P.I.C. This influx of prisoners would increase the corporations profits a hundredfold. Meanwhile, the U.S. government would fulfill their goal of keeping the Black population subjugated by locking up it’s youngest, brightest and strongest men. Black women would immediately have a dearth of eligible black men to marry, which would destroy their chances of creating healthy families and communities. Whatever else was said in the meeting must have really spooked the anonymous exec because after he left the house, he became more disgusted after seeing the P.I.C. corporation’s agenda come into fruition. He saw Hip-Hop deteriorate into a mindless shit-show that was devoid of musical talent and creativity. The anonymous exec eventually lost his zeal and enthusiasm for music and decided to leave the business for good once he saw the repercussions of what was discussed on that dark day back in 1991.
Many skeptics have dismissed the validity of this meeting. It makes sense because there’s no tangible evidence of it even happening, except for the letter that the anonymous exec wrote. I honestly believe that the meeting occurred. Even if it didn’t, the contents of the letter are 150% correct. The P.I.C. has become a quite lucrative operation. However, this gravy train won’t last forever. The PTBs can’t lock up everybody and throw away the key. There would be no society to dominate if this was the case. Nevertheless, this fact won’t deter them from trying. Nas once stated that Hip-Hop was dead. It’s not dead per se, but it’s very emaciated. There’s a dozen or so rappers and producers that are keeping it vibrant. However, the damage caused by this secret Hip-Hop meeting has already been done. It’s up to every Hip-Hop fan to see through the lies and avoid the pitfalls that contributed to the destruction of an entire generation.