Remember the 1960s, when everyone was up in arms about The Rolling
Stones’ hit song, “Let’s Spend the Night Together”?

Looking back, the conventional wisdom purveyors ask, what was the harm?
After all, that Stones’ song is pretty innocent stuff compared with the
rap “works” of today’s “Eminem.”

Though I’m too young to remember the Stones controversy, as a member of
Eminem’s generation, it’s easy to see the problem: A couple of people,
who barely knew each other, spent the night together, and they conceived
Eminem. Now he’s grown up to haunt them — and all of us.

It’s no exaggeration. Eminem, a.k.a. Marshall Mathers III, was the child of
a single mother who followed the Stones’ prescription. And he’s the
perfect example of the results of the ’60s generation’s free love,
welfare culture. He’s the epitome of what happens when Hillary’s
village (as in “It Takes a Village”) — and not a nuclear family, which
includes a father — raises a child.

“Family Mathers,” a feature article in last week’s Detroit News
chronicles the cycle of dysfunction encompassing three generations of
single-motherhood that spawned Eminem and his vitriol. Eminem’s
mother, Debbie Nelson Mathers-Briggs is the daughter of Betty Kresin, a
woman who married at age 14, went through three husbands, and
raised five children mostly alone. Ms. Mathers-Briggs repeated the
lifestyle, and married at age 15, giving birth to Eminem, shortly
thereafter. Six months after he was born, Mathers-Briggs left Eminem’s
father. She went through a series of “relationships” with various men,
getting pregnant by another man, and giving birth to illegitimate son
Nathan. Not surprisingly, the house where Eminem grew up — where most of
this activity took place — is the setting for “The Way I Am,” his latest
music video.

In the midst of repulsive lyrics, you can hear Eminem’s recognition that
this type of lifestyle created his violent anger and sick thoughts. He
raps about his mother being welfare dependent, a drug addict, and
sleeping around with many different boyfriends. “My mom does more dope
than I do,” he chants in “My Name Is.” “I told her I’d grow up to be a
famous rapper. Make a record about doin’ drugs and name it after her.”
This is America, as brought to you by the Democratic party of Hillary
Clinton and Ms. Magazine.

And Eminem’s gone on to recreate this dangerous cycle — failing the
ninth grade three times, before dropping out of school entirely, and
having a daughter out of wedlock with his then-girlfriend Kim. Kim, who
is now married to Eminem, was rushed to the hospital, this summer, after
she tried to commit suicide. Eminem bears a tattoo of a tombstone with
her name on it and raps about killing her, as well as about killing his mother.

This is the joyous life you get when you take feminists’, like Hillary’s,
advice and have a “village” raise your children, not taking the
responsibility to do it yourself, together with a father. It’s not
surprising that Eminem has no respect for women in his rap songs. None
of the male relatives and role models in his life stuck around. His
father was not around to show him how to be a respectable, decent man.
Or how to treat women.

And the feminist movement has no one to blame, but itself and its
cavalier attitude toward men and fathers, for that. And for Eminem’s angry message against women. Ms. Magazine, the feminist movement, and Hillary’s “village” — they are the reason for Eminem’s misogyny. They provided him with the examples.

“I’m tired of all this bulls— telling me to be positive. How’m I
‘sposed to be positive when I don’t see s— positive? … I rap about
s— around me, s— I see,” he raps on “The Slim Shady LP.” And
his mother certainly gave him a lot — in his sorry family environment —
to rap about.

It should be no surprise, in this world where Hillary Clinton tells us,
“It Takes a Village [to raise your children],” that the child becomes a
village idiot. Or that, in the Hollywood that worships and promotes
Hillary and her values, Eminem — the village idiot, a three-time 9th
grade flunkee — is suddenly a genius, to be worshipped by all.

Or that other Hollywood stars pimping the same attitude have come to his
defense. Like Madonna, who had two children out of wedlock, with two
different men, and who pushes her sad lifestyle to young fans — in her
various songs, videos, and even a book of pornographic pictures of
herself. Before last week’s Grammy Awards, she told the L.A. Times, “I
find the language of George W. much more offensive” than Eminem. In
Madonna’s warped mind, President Bush is more offensive than Eminem’s
lyrics about gang-raping his little sister for her birthday, in the song
“Amnesty,” or raping his mother and having a son with her, in “I’m
Back.” Classy lady, that Madonna.

That’s not to mention the stylings of Eminem’s new best singing buddy,
the bloated, almost bankrupt “Sir” Elton John. Though Eminem viciously
attacks gays, gay activist John said, “The product is sensational. … Amazing. … Brilliant. I don’t think people will go out … beating and killing people because of this.” What a hypocrite.

Even though she is now suing him for $10 million, Eminem’s mother
apparently now realizes that her lifestyle created her monster of a
son. “Playing the role of both mom and dad must’ve taken more of a toll
on you than I ever imagined,” she raps on her own EP. “Now before G-d
and everyone I must apologize … being the only role model in your

Mathers-Briggs asks her son, “Will the real Marshall Mathers please
stand up and take responsibility for his actions?” But we should all
ask, when will she and those promoting her lifestyle take responsibility
for theirs?

Yes, Eminem is what the Rolling Stones’ fans got when they spent the
night together. They got what they deserve.

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