Gay activists, feminists, and left-activists have long misunderstood Eminem.

 

 

But Elton John did not.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Kevin Cassell

 


 

On February 21, 2001, gay pop diva Elton John dueted with fag-trashing bitch-slapping rapper Eminem at the Grammy Award ceremony in Los Angeles.  The event infuriated gay activists, who responded with politically correct harangues delivered in their trademark dictatorial voice. “This duet should not go ahead unless Eminem makes a clear public statement condemning homophobic discrimination and violence,” declared Peter Tatchell, director of the British gay activist group Outrage!  “If Eminem cannot express support for gay human rights, Elton should call off the collaboration. . . . Elton should have nothing to do with him.”

 

Gay marshals in all the major American cities flipped off the spin.  Jeff Epperly, former editor of Boston’s GLBT weekly Bay Windows, articulated the commonly held belief (promoted by gay writer Michelangelo Signorile) that John was motivated solely by self-interest:  “Let me say this for the record about Sir Elton: I love his music, even if John himself is a self-serving hypocrite who’ll sell out his dead friends and his principles in a desperate attempt to seem hip to Eminem’s record-buying fans.” (Read my three-cents on this here.)

 

Incensed activists counted 18 uses of the word “faggot” in Eminem’s album, The Marshall Mathers LP, which won three Grammys at the event. Jim M. Garry, Executive Director of GLAAD (Gay and Lesbian Alliance Against Defamation), issued this media alert:  “We are disappointed that Sir Elton John will be performing with Eminem at the Grammy Awards.  . . . GLAAD is appalled that John would share the stage with Eminem, whose words and actions promote hate and violence against gays and lesbians.”  In their widely distributed “Open Letter to Elton John,” Robin Tyler and Adam Thayer were less diplomatic: “By agreeing to appear on stage as back-up singer to Eminem, [Elton John] is spitting on the grave of Matthew Shepard and every hate crime murder victim.”

 

The P.C. Left Goes To Far

 

 Elton as sellout, traitor, deserter.  Cynthia Hoffman, responding in the Bad Subjects blog on March 10, 2001 to specific criticism leveled at Elton, offers an alternative view that makes a lot of sense:

 

Add to this the left's insistence that Elton John's behavior in sharing the stage with Eminem is ‘shockingly inappropriate,’ a statement which quite frankly hasn't thus far been met with the kind of outrage I felt upon reading it. How dare anyone suggest that Elton John "needs to find his conscience," as though he had somehow "betrayed his people" by singing with this man.  Aren't the photographs on the front pages of newspapers around the world, of Eminem, the so-called homophobe, wrapped up in a hug with the queerest man in the universe, worth it?


Sorry, Cynthia. The autistic ideological Left, like the ideological Right, tends to caricature anything deemed hostile, politically dangerous, and incorrect.  Doing so makes it easy to malign and trounce its enemies. While those tenured radicals of the left-leaning Academy call for the deconstruction of social texts that are based on binary opposition—this/that, black/white, good/evil, etc.—their disciples on the political front do just the opposite and end up promoting the “dominant paradigm” they allegedly want to subvert.  Their mantra is: You are either with us or you are with them.  Sound familiar, George W. Bush, Jerry Falwell, and Pat Robertson?

 Which brings us to the real subject of this essay: Eminem vs. the White Middle-Class Left.  Standing in for the latter is Jackson Katz, one of Eminem’s more thoughtful critics.  I knew Jackson personally in the late eighties and early nineties when he was a budding feminist activist in Boston.  A former all-star football player, Jackson went on to become the first man to minor in Women’s Studies at the University of Massachusetts in Amherst.  I’ve never met another man more devoted to ending the epidemic of violence against women—and, by extension, gay men or anyone victimized by the ultra-trumped mythologies of manhood—and I doubt I ever will. 

 

My respect for him notwithstanding, I totally disagree with his take on Eminem.  Or, rather, I find it so steeped in mainstream liberal sentiment that I believe he can’t see beyond its tight-fitting blinders. In his 8 Reasons Eminem's Popularity is A Disaster for Women he writes:

 

For all of his vaunted “honesty" and presumed vulnerability, the misanthropically cartoonish "Slim Shady" persona that Marshall Mathers hides behind requires (at least publicly) a purging of anything that can be associated with femininity. Hence you hear from Eminem (and Dr. Dre) a steady stream of "bitch-slapping" misogyny peppered with anti-gay invective, all in the service of establishing their "hardness." The irony, of course, is that this hypermasculine posturing—so dismissive of women—produces homoerotic tensions in the inner sanctum of hip hop maleness, which then requires Eminem and Dre (and other gangsta rappers) to verbally demonstrate their heterosexuality by attacking gays. It's an embarrassingly predictable process.

 

“Homoerotic tensions in the inner sanctum of hip hop maleness”?  Is this what Eminem means when, in his song “My Daddy’s Gone Crazy,” he raps:

 

Fuckin' brain's brawn, and brass balls
I cut 'em off, I got 'em pickled and bronzed in a glass jar
Inside of a hall, with my framed autograph,
Sunglasses with Elton John's name on my drag wall
I'm out the closet, I been lyin' my ass off
All this time, me and Dre been fuckin' with hats off

 

Come on now, really.  Do these lyrics reek of heterosexuality and hypermasculine posturing?  Consider the alleged “hardness” of words associated with manhood.  “Brawn” doesn’t refer to a masculine body-type but to that geekiest of human organs—the brain.  And those “brass balls” are “bronzed” as a result of being cut off and “pickled . . . in a glass jar”!  Is Eminem’s and Dre’s heterosexuality verbally demonstrated here by way of attacking gays?  I think not.  And while Elton John’s gayness is alluded to, he is represented through objects (sunglasses and a framed autograph displayed on the rapper’s wall) that speak primarily to his status as a renowned pop star. 

 

I don't think that Eminem "hates" gays or women. He's just a vitriolic, in-your-face, feigning-gangsta rapper who talks a talk that, like it or not, speaks to a great many young people in the United States who feel institutionally disenfranchized from a culture whose traditional figureheads they increasingly regard with suspicious belligerence. Although Jackson compares him to right-wing radio personalities like Rush Limbaugh, Eminem is far from performing at the Republican National Convention. He is not a conformist to the political agendas of the powers that be. To me, he is not about bashing so much as he is about bashing back. Consider this allegedly “homophobic” reference from “Bitch Please”:

 

So when you see me dressin’ up like a nerd on TV

Or heard the CD usin’ the fag word so freely

It’s just me being me—here, want me to tone it down?

(Lowering voice pitch)  Suck my fuckin dick, you faggot!

You happy now?

 

O the homophobia!  (And homoeroticism!)  Question: who’s the “you” Eminem is addressing in this excerpt?  Faggots?  No.  It’s the people who are on his case about using the word “faggot.”  He’s not attacking gay men but the attitude of activists that have labeled him "antigay." Check out this so-called homophobic and misogynistic diatribe (from “I Remember”) that has whipped activists into a frenzy:

 

You fuckin punk, pussy, you fuckin faggot, sissy, fuck
And by the way, a 380's a fuckin sissy gun
If you're gonna shoot somebody use a fuckin real gun
You little bitch
Next time you say my fuckin name in a song
Don't be subliminal about it
You wanna fuckin diss me, diss me you fuckin faggot
You fuckin punk, pussy, you fuckin little bitch, fuckin cunt

 

That folks take these laughably silly lyrics seriously is beyond me. Taken out of context, it would be easy to use this excerpt to demonstrate Eminem’s virulent homophobia and misogyny.  But the “you” here is Erick Shrody, a.k.a. Everlast, who like Eminem is a straight white male rapper.  Shrody verbally bashed Eminem and the ever-sensitive Eminem is bashing back.  While he uses terms that traditionally excoriate women and gay men, the object of Eminem's attack is neither gay nor female. This is significant. By not using these words to refer to what they commonly signify—women and gay men—I submit that Eminem broadens their meanings and helps subvert their power to classify, define, and hurt.

 

I’ll ignore my urge to draw on semiotic theory here and instead offer a personal example.  In 1971, at the recording of his hateful song “How Do You Sleep?” peacenik John Lennon was videotaped calling Paul McCartney a “cunt” (this can be seen in the Lennon documentary Imagine). That was the first time I ever heard this term applied to a man, and from then on, in my mind, “cunt” has been a much less stable and gender-specific invective.  While feminists and gay activists wring their hands and decry Eminem's vitriolic vocabulary, I encourage everyone to follow his example and start calling obnoxious straight guys (when appropriate, that is) “bitches,” "pussies,” “faggots,” and "cunts." Now, that would be a real revolution.

 

F**k you, Bitch!

 

Ultimately, it all comes down to language and whose language is dominantthe politically correct rhetoric of the Left or the raw street rap of Eminem and millions of people like him.  Clearly, the Eminem phenomenon is seen as undermining the discourse the Left has sought mightily to promulgate among the masses. Recounting an Eminem concert he attended during the “Anger Management” tour, presumably on a sociological mission, Jackson describes this stirring moment:

 

At one point, Eminem ripped off a string of angry expletives about his mother, (something like "F-you, bitch!") after which a sizable cross-section of the 18,000 person crowd joined in a violent chant repeating the verbal aggression against Ms. Mathers (and no doubt other mothers by extension).

 

“F-you”?  Who the fuck ever says F-you?  Eight year-olds flirting with the notion of being naughty?  The language of Jackson Katz (“a string of angry expletives”) and the language of Eminem (“Fuck you, bitch!”) appeal to, and are endorsed by, the expectations and assumptions of their respective audiences. Not unlike Eminem, Jackson plays to a very specific audience as well:

 

 Eminem’s success tells us something about ourselves—something that progressive, feminist, egalitarian and nonviolent people in this era of white male backlash and militarism find quite disheartening.

 

I concur with the theory that language constructs our “reality.”  In order to preserve and promote their version of “reality,” ideologues prefer to freeze signifiers and stabilize cultural signs so that their political positions are all that’s signified. When judged solely according to the concepts and sentiments of the progressive, feminist, egalitarian discourse of left-wing activism, yes indeed, Eminem is a monster.

 

The language and ideology of the dominant class has always been used to demonize those who don’t speak or subscribe to it.  When, as in the case of Eminem, that language—and the entire ideology it supports—is threatened, the true conservatives run to the rescue.  In order to make an uncomfortable phenomenon fit into their world view and vulnerable to critique, ideologues employ reductionist tactics like stereotyping.  Hence Eminem is a "bully," an “abuser,” a “misogynist” and "homophobe" who “advocates” the rape of women and “promotes” violence against gays.  But is Eminem really all these things?  Again, let’s go the texts—in this case, from the rap "Just Don't Give A Fuck":

 
I'm a caged demon, on stage screamin like Rage Against the Machine
I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin up while this record is spinnin
Clinically brain dead, I don't need a second opinion
Fuck droppin the jewel, I'm flippin the sacred treasure
I'll bite your motherfuckin style, just to make it fresher
I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of bitches
Sick of naggin bosses bitchin while I'm washin dishes
In school I never said much, too busy havin a headrush
Doin too much rush had my face flushed like red blush
Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed
Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's swim team
Don't take me for a joke I'm no comedian
Too many mental problems got me snortin coke and smokin weed again
I'm goin up over the curb, drivin on the median

 

Is this the voice of a misogynist advocating the rape of women?  Or is it the voice of a fucked-up, substance-abusing, working-class kid who, while high in eighth grade, has a brief adolescent fantasy?  Is this the voice of a tough-talking bully, this self-described “caged demon,” a “fiend” with “too many mental problems” who snorts coke, smokes weed, shoots up, has “headrushes,” and is “clinically brain dead”?  The persona Jackson and other activists construct of Eminem and treat as ineffable, along with its “hypermasculine posturing,” is hard to see here. This guy has bounced the curb and is driving on the median not because he’s a hypermacho hot rod. He’s just zoned out of his freaking mind.

 

Check out his so-called misogyny:  “I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of bitches / Sick of naggin bosses bitchin while I'm washin dishes.”  Because he uses the word “bitches,” language-police are quick on the draw and swift with the trigger: A misogynist!  But is Eminem referring to women here?  As I’ve demonstrated, Eminem doesn’t use this word exclusively for females.  How do we know these “bitches” aren’t asshole men in a position of authority over the dishwashing persona of this rap?  After all, in the very next line it’s the “bosses” who are “bitchin”—and the vast majority of bosses in the economic sphere, as feminists rightly point out, are men.

The Real Radical

Jan Waclaw Machajski, a long-forgotten Polish revolutionary, argued in his 1911 The Intellectual Worker that socialism was not representative of the laborers and workers but of the intellectuals from the middle class. He perceived the progressive movement of socialism as a quarrel between the "educated bourgeoisie" (the Left) and the "bourgeois aristocracy" (the Right). The former produces technicians, academicians, administrators, journalistswhat he called "the intelligentsia"who would come to constitute the great joint stock company of the State, and become, collectively, a new privileged position over the working class.


His theory lumps together what we in the United States have been told are opposing sides in an ongoing "Culture War." Despite the arguments and namecalling, both sides embrace a utopian idealism that conveniently factors out all that does not contribute to the imagery associated with that idealism. If Eminem did what Jackson Katz wants him to do ("Marshall Mathers would actually be much more of a rebel if he rapped about supporting women's equality and embracing gay and lesbian civil rights") he'd be a boon for the Left. But Eminem is not a sellout to the ideological expectations of anyone. His is an open range. Whether they live down the road from his multimillion dollar mansion in Oakland County, Michigan, or hang on the streets of 8 Mile, Detroit, where he grew up, everyone is fair game. He is at war and that war, like much rap, is frequently against the provincialism of the dominant classes in American culture.


Often in music, as in politics, opposites do attract. Despite their enormous dissimilarities, Elton John and Eminem have a lot more in common than meets the eye. Both do not use their real names (Reginald Dwight and Marshall Mathers) and frequently perform from the point of view of a persona. Both were born into working-class homes and brought up by single mothers. Both have used drugs and alcohol and endured the effects of addictive behavior. Both have been maligned by the press, dissed by fellow musicians, and yet have retainedmuch to their detractors' dismaythe respect of their peers and a huge following of fans. Perhaps it's due to these shared experiences that the two of them felt compelled to defy convention and share the stage for one brief moment that said: gay, straight, polite, vulgar, young, old, hip, geekit doesn't matter. It's just a show devoid of the politics and cultural assumptions imposed on it by segments of an uptight public. It shows how two extremely different musical artists can, for at least five significant minutes, make music together.


If anything, Elton John should have been praised by the Left for his ability to do something that the Left apparently can'tbridge the huge gulfs that exist between people who occupy opposite ends of the cultural spectrum and everyone they represent. In an age where popular images of gay men are mostly white (Will and Grace), attractively hip (Queer As Folk), and upper-class (Queer Eye For the Straight Guy), ultra-bourgeois Elton showed an understanding of a predominantly urban-black musical style and empathy with its curious bravado and street influence. Left activists need to take off their ideological blinders, drop the intellectual (and often incomprehensible and elitist) rhetoric they learned in college, and cease critiquing cultures and subcultures they don't belong to and haven't made much of an effort to understand. They would more effectively influence an increasingly skeptical and harried public if they stopped approaching all cultural phenomena as an academic exercise to be analyzed, concluded upon, then shared with like-minded thinkers who subscribe to the same values and assumptions.


Elton John did it. Are there any other radicals out there?