From a Milwaukee Journal Sentinel story about a new hip-hop record label:
Anonymous Commenter: HouseOfCorruption
Anonymous Comment: "Garbage. Stolen music put behind misogynistic lyrics. For you hip-hop fans, you'll have to look that up. Thank god none have the education to read this paper... or the job to buy it rather than steal it off their baby momma's porch.
Before you go crying that I've stereotyped you, take a good long listen to the crap you are peddling as music."
Probable Bio: Oh, where to begin with HouseOfCorruption? His dipshit (and anonymous!) screen name? His dunderheaded dismissal of a music genre that's been utterly dominant for the past 25 years? His bland, run-of-the-mill racism he probably thinks is "edgy?" No, we begin with his grandparents.
Hailing from Moose Jaw, Canada, HouseOfCorruption's grandparents were simple folk who loved the outdoors and traveled the countryside as Stylophone players-for-hire. They also happened to be brother and sister. (Actually, their story is a lot like the beginning of that Middlesex book, except with less silk farming and more heavy petting in Saskatoon.) Fearing the wrath of the Canadian government—not to mention an easily offended Dan Aykroyd—they emigrated to the United States in the early 70s, taking their teenaged son and daughter with them. By the time the family settled down in suburban Milwaukee, son and daughter were engaging in a little moose jawing of their own, if you know what I mean, and soon found themselves parents to a baby boy. Born in 1972, this child would grow up with one burning ambition: to one day leave asinine (and anonymous!) comments on a newspaper's website.
Fast forward 38 years. HouseOfCorruption is now a divorced father of three who can accurately be described as an inbred moron. His hobbies include jet skiing, fantasy football, and fear.
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