یکی از کارهای سیستم سرمایه داری جهانی (آخ آخ دارم مثل چپی ها می نویسم ... اما خودم تردیدی ندارم که حتی یک درجه هم از زاویه ی ۳۰ درجه -نسبت به صراط مستقیم- انحراف ندارم) این است که اگر نتواند چیزی را نابود کند آنرا چنان از ریخت می اندازد و تبدیلش می کند به یک مزخزفِ حال به هم زن که دلبستگان ان چیز مجبور می شوند ولش کنند و بروند پی یک دلبستگی جدید. اگر قبلا نحبه گرایی قرن بیستمیِ سیمون دوبواری یکجورهایی فاصله ایجاد می کرد -گمانم- حالا عوام زدگی قرن بیست و یکمی تهوع اوری که Media آنرا با ظرافت و توانایی جهان گستر خودش ایجاد می کند مثل یک جور خوره روی سطح مفاهیم را می پوشاند.

این چهار تا ترانه (Song)از چهار خواننده ی مختلف محبوب و پولساز هستند. البته من کمی بی انصافی کردم. Ice Cube با ترانه های اعتراضی اش معروفیت زیادی دارد و در امریکا او را Hip-Hop Renaissance Man می نامند. ... ترانه ای که Ice Cube & YoYo می خوانند Hip Hop است و برای خودش کلی سر و صدا ایجاد کرده و به خاطر مفاهیم ضد اخلاقی اش ایستگاه رادیویی که انرا پخش کرده به صورت رسمی توبیخ شده ... و راستش کم هم روایت آنچه که اینجا می رود نیست.

ترانه های Pink & J-Lo & کریستینا آگلیرا اما که خوانندگان Pop هستند یک مشت جفنگیاتند که Media از آنها به عنوان نمونه ی ترقی زن امریکای شمالی به سمت استقلال یاد می کنند و یکجورهایی دست و پا شکسته نمونه ی Pop Feminism هستند. خنده دار است اما مطالبشان چندان هم نااشنا نیستند.

Christina Aguilera Fighter When I, thought I knew you Thinking, that you were true I guess I, I couldn't trust 'Cause your bluff time is up 'Cause I've had enough You were, there by my side Always, down for the ride But your, joy ride just came down in flames 'Cause your greed sold me out of shame After all of the stealing and cheating You probably think that I hold resentment for you But, uh uh, oh no, you're wrong 'Cause if it wasn't for all that you tried to do I wouldn't know just how capable I am to pull through So I wanna say thank you 'Cause it makes me that much stronger Makes me work a little bit harder It makes me that much wiser So thanks for making me a fighter Made me learn a little bit faster Made my skin a little bit thicker Makes me that much smarter So thanks for making me a fighter Never, saw it coming All of, your backstabbing Just so, you could cash in On a good thing before I realized your game I heard, you're going around Playing, the victim now But don't, even begin Feeling I'm the one to blame 'Cause you dug your own grave, uh huh After all of the fights and the lies Yes you wanted to harm me but that won't work anymore Uh, no more, oh no, it's over 'Cause if it wasn't for all of your torture I wouldn't know how to be this way now, and never back down So I wanna say thank you Ice Cube - Yo-Yo click It's a Man's World - Women they're good for nothing no maybe one thing To serve needs to my ding-a-ling I'm a man who loves the one-night stand Cause after I do ya Huh I never knew ya Cause to kick it man it gives me the fits They wanna lay with they nose under your armpits Ice Cube won't wait so give it up cow After we do it you can go home now I'm a brother with a big long... - First of all let me tell you my name it's Yo-Yo When down on a girl first the fist and that's a no-no Yo-Yo thinks the kitchen sink should be thrown in Niggas be scheming and fiending to stick the bone in No, Yo-Yo's not a hoe or a whore And if that's what you're here for Exit through the door There's more To see of me but you're blind so Women like me are fading brothers in the 9-0 - Ay what up buttercupper Miss Yo-Yo I know you like to rap and like to flow so But when it comes to hip-hop this is a man's world Stay down and play the playground you little girl - What you're saying I don't consider it as rapping Cause you're on rewind and I'm the new what's-happening It never fails I'll always get respect And you lose so take a rain check - Hell no cause you know that I'm first and you're second If it wasn't for me you probably be pregnant And barefoot complaining that your back is aching Shaking and faking while I'm bringing home the bacon - Well you're mistaken It's not going that far I make brothers like you play the back yard You used to flow with the title but I took it Bring home the bacon but find another hoe to cook it - Damn it look it Cause you're talking a lot of bull - Well I'm not your puppet so don't even try to pull - This is a man's world thank you very much - But it wouldn't be a damn thing without a woman's touch - Ah Miss Yo-Yo so what gives I hear females always talkin about women's lib Well get your own crib And stay there Instead of having more babies for the welfare Cause if you don't I'll label you a gold digger The name is Ice Cube you know that I ain't the nigga For you to look at when your hair get nappy So take a piece of the pole and be happy - Hell no because to me you're not a thriller You come in the room with your three-inch killer Thinking you can do damage to my backbone Leave your child in the yard until it's full-grown I'm a put it like this my man Without us your hand would be your best friend So give us credit like you know you should If I don't look good you don't look good - I doubt it baby cause we're still most dominant - But you don't know how funky that I can get - This is a man's world thank you very much - But it wouldn't be a damn thing without a woman's touch - Man women I put a lot of fear in em Cause I had it up to here with em Drink a beer with em No way cause I can only deal with em about an hour every day Yeah if you know what I mean baby - Well I guess now that I think about it I think maybe If you was more of a man instead of faking it Women deserve the credit when they're making it - Yeah so what's the problem - Well I think we solved it I know they know the best male from who's doggin it - Yeah I admit you can flow - Well that's true - But you see I'm a pro with the bank too - Yeah I can see you got it good - Oh that I know - But you see you're not better than Yo-Yo The brand-new intelligent black lady - You're kinda dope but you still can't fade me - So what up then - Girl what you tryin to do - To prove a black woman like me can bring the funk through - This is a man's world thank you very much - But it wouldn't be a damn thing without a woman's touch - Or a big butt... Pink Stupid Girls Stupid girl, stupid girls, stupid girls Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back What a paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl Go to Fred Segal, you'll find them there Laughing loud so all the little people stare Looking for a daddy to pay for the champagne (Drop a name) What happened to the dreams of a girl president She’s dancing in the video next to 50 Cent They travel in packs of two or three With their itsy bitsy doggies and their teeny-weeny tees Where, oh where, have the smart people gone? Oh where, oh where could they be? Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back What a paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl Maybe if I act like that, flipping my blonde hair back Push up my bra like that, I don't wanna be a stupid girl (Break it down now) The disease is growing, it's epidemic I'm scared that there ain't a cure The world believes it and I'm going crazy I cannot take any more I'm so glad that I'll never fit in That will never be me Outcasts and girls with ambition That's what I wanna see Disasters all around World despaired Their only concern Will they **** up my hair Oh my god you guys, I totally had more that 300 calories That was so not sexy, no Good one, can I borrow that? [Vomits] I LOVE BEING SKINNY (Do ya thing, do ya thing, do ya thing) (I like this, like this, like this) Pretty will you **** me girl, silly as a lucky girl Pull my hair and suck it girl, stupid girl! Pretty would u **** me girl, silly as a lucky girl Pull my hair and suck it girl, stupid girl! Maybe if I act like that, flipping my blonde hair back Push up my bra like that, stupid girl! jennifer lopez Love Don't Cost a Thing You think you gotta keep me iced You know You think I'm gonna spend your cash I won't Even if you were broke My love don't cost a thing Think I wanna drive your Benz I don't If I wanna floss I've got my own Even if you were broke My love don't cost a thing When you rolled up in the Escalade Saw the dub you gave to the valet Knew that it was game when you looked at me Pulling up your sleeve so I could see the Rolley bling Saw you later in the corner booth Raising up a toast so I would notice you But your heart's a mess Think you outta know Doesn't matter if you're running out of control All that matter's is That you treat me right Give me all the things I need That money can't buy yeah When I took a chance Thought you'd understand Baby, credit cards aren't romance So you're trying to buy what's already yours What I need from is not available in stores Seen a side of you that I really feel Doing way too much, never keep it real If it doesn't change, gotta hit the road Now I'm leaving with my keys I've got to go A thing, a thing, a thing Yeah, yeah, yeah You think the money that you've made Can substitute the time you take Take the keys into my heart Then you can win my heart, and get what's in my heart I think you need to take some time To show me that your love is true There's more than dollar signs in you Then you can win my heart, and get what's in my heart