Rubbernecking and the Thievery of Black Culture

A Word About Elvis Presley

Second to None? “Rubbernecking and the Thievery of Black Music

            There is a commercial that airs on the FX Channel that promotes an album by Elvis Presley called “Second to None.” Just the fact that white people believe this lie shows you that, once again, they place their racial arrogance above the truth. As we all know, Elvis was “invented” so that white women would stop drooling over Chuck Berry. And if you don’t think they drooled – even at the risk of social banishment – look at the old tapes of them in the front rows of concerts featuring Jackie Wilson, Little Richard, Fats Domino and the Platters – to name but a few.

            Back to the commercial.

            The first essential point is the name of the album. Of course, Elvis was “second to none.” That is because of racial segregation; at the same time that the Jews and their white cronies were battling to keep “race music” under wraps, they were stealing music from black people and searching high and low for white boys to sing the words. That’s how people like Pat Boone, the Big Bopper, Bobby Darin, and so many others got their start. Second to none? When the race is rigged, and you’re the only one allowed to compete, then of course you’ll come in first!

            Secondly, the commercial itself smacks with lies. It goes something like this: 

Before anyone did anything 

Elvis was the first to create fan hysteria

First to be censored

First with his own private jet

First with his own crib

Elvis did EVERYTHING!!!

            Can you believe this bullshit? I guess instead of Adam, it was Elvis and Eve in the garden of Eden, right? 

            Elvis was not the first to create fan hysteria; he was perhaps the first to do so in the white communities that banned blacks. But long before Elvis gyrated his hips, there were black men and women who were singing the most risqué dance songs and the most beautiful love songs ever crooned. And because of racial segregation, that means that Elvis was not the “first to be censored” – black musicians were! Those “no coloreds allowed” and the “colored bathrooms” and “for whites only” signs were the REAL forms of censorship, because it was based on race – not on one’s musical skill or lack thereof.

            Because of these facts, Elvis was the first to have his own private jet only because of black people and our existence. Had he not stolen our music and style, he would not have been wealthy enough to afford that jet! There is no way that Elvis and the hicks he surrounded himself with could have come up with the soul sound without hearing it first. You see who he had backing him up – three sisters known as “The Sweet Inspirations”! Elvis knew where soul came from and try as he might, the only people he could fool were his fellow no-rhythm-having white fans.

            And as for “the first with his own crib,” just the fact that the promoters use the word “crib” is testimony that even to this day, the white man cannot relate to the public unless he’s borrowing from black slang. To be hip and cool is to talk and act like those who ARE hip and cool: black men, women and children!

            Elvis did everything? Elvis couldn’t even push his own fat ass away from the dinner table; Elvis couldn’t even stop getting high and drunk every night after a concert. Elvis couldn’t even find a woman his own age to marry, he had to go find Priscilla, who was all of 14 years old when he first slept with her. But this is the kind of man that these white people want their children to see them looking up to.

            The commercial features the song “rubber necking.” The first verse alone represents an unconscious admission of how Elvis and his “handlers” stole from black people and pawned it off as their own.  The lyrics go like this: 

Stop, look and listen baby that's my philosophy

If your rubberneckin' baby well that's all right with me

Stop, look and listen baby that's my philosophy

It's called rubberneckin' baby but that's all right with me

Some people say I'm wasting time yeh, but they don't really know

I like what I see I see what I like yeh, it gives me such a glow

            Rubbernecking. Like the white fashion designer in his tinted-wheeled limo, cruising the ghetto and stealing ideas that they, in turn, can turn around and sell back to unsuspecting black kids? Rubbernecking. Like the white girls in their sports cars cruising through the neighborhood and watching bare backed young black men shootings hoops? Rubbernecking. Like the corporate vice president who stands by the water cooler and watches the young sister walk down the hallway as he thinks about what could be? 

            Rubbernecking is the white man’s philosophy because he can’t believe what he sees. It’s as if the world around him is in Technicolor and he’s still living a white and black existence! 

            Second to none? Elvis Presley is an invention of the white man, pure and simple. The white folks who worshipped that man know what time it is, and yet their cultural super-ego will not allow them to see how he stole the very thing that made him famous. Once stolen, he had to rely on his character to carry him and you can see what happened: statutory rape, alcoholism, gluttony, drug abuse, public humiliation and then death.

            They continue to steal since Elvis has croaked. The Average White Band, Rare Earth, Tom Jones, Michael Bolton, Britney Spears, Eminem, and so on.  No Elvis, it’s not called “rubbernecking.” 

          It’s called thievery.