Showing posts with label romanticizing poverty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label romanticizing poverty. Show all posts

Know Your Place and Like It

Some songs give me the creeps. This one, for example.I liked Johnny Cash when I was a kid, but I never heard this song until the 70s or 80s. It didn't make me hate him, and I still like a lot of his music, but it took me aback. The little shoeshine boy is never said to be black, though he exhibits some minstrel tendencies: big wide grins and natural rhythm are a traditional part of white

Know Your Place and Like It

Some songs give me the creeps. This one, for example.I liked Johnny Cash when I was a kid, but I never heard this song until the 70s or 80s. It didn't make me hate him, and I still like a lot of his music, but it took me aback. The little shoeshine boy is never said to be black, though he exhibits some minstrel tendencies: big wide grins and natural rhythm are a traditional part of white