On Kanye, “Disrespectability Politics,” & Icarus’ Life As A Hoe With Burned Wings

As I noted in February 2016, Icarus was actually a black man in America. Of the black men who have recently flown perilously close to the sun of acceptance and “respectability” in the eyes of the world, Kanye West is potentially the most famous American black man lacking “wings” but with metaphorically wax-burned flesh aplenty. There’s something about the disgrace with which we associate perceived failures like his and the bitterness that consumes people in the wake of handling “taking an L” in public that breeds a desire to invite and delight in wallowing in “disrespectablity.” Couple that with Mr. West’s relationship to humanity’s natural, intrinsic and aggressive desire to copulate. What we’re left with is being in a place where one of the world’s most socio-politically influential men, at his gleefully disrespectable worst, has decided to advocate for fucking as the guiding principle of the new world order. Sick fucks. Quick fucks. We such fuckin’ hoes. We love it.