Right about now, the funk soul brother

The cool thing about majoring in journalism (even if it is undeclaredly so), is that the papers you write don't have to be long. The bad thing is that you have to write papers more often and odds are they require more meticulous research than most undergraduate student's papers do, on account of plagerism and libel and crap. Well, maybe it is more because one day the student might be writing something that will actually be read by the public and it won't look too great if they are using freshmen psychology students as their sources because the psychology student posted a paper he wrote on the Internet.

Another thing that makes being a journalism student trying is that you are asked to write papers and your sources aren't folks you found on the Internet, they are real people and you have to interview them. I have decided to do my final paper of the semester on hip-hop. I am currently having a hard time putting into words what about hip-hop I am writing on. I reckon it would be best put by saying it is about the general opinions society has on hip-hop. You know, that it promotes violence and objectifies women. Both of which, by the way, it does. But so do most types of music. And not all hip-hop does. To put it more simply, my paper is about showing this.

Though hip-hop has been clouding my mind over the past week as I am more stressed about school than I ever have been (paper due on Thursday morning - no interviews so far [but two people have agreed to do be interviewed]), the song I can't stop thinking about is this one from this. I think it is my favorite song of the moment. I love how it cuts into the song as soon as you push play and never loses your attention. Hooner deserves so much for posting this song.

Also, if you want some Christmas music, visit Rob's (and on the rarest occasion, Nathaniel's) blog. It got the attention of bestweekever.tv yesterday. See?