Can we please stop glorifying pimps?
posted at 10:38 am on June 19, 2013 by Ed Morrissey
At National Review’s Corner, Mona Charen vents one of my deepest frustrations with modern pop culture:
In the Food section of today’s Washington Post you can find a recipe for “Dad’s Pimped-Out Gin and Tonic.” …
Pimps aren’t funny or cute. Ask any cop who’s dealt with them. They are brutal rapists who frequently hold women in what amounts to slavery. The mainstreaming of the word, with its hip connotations, is revolting.
And has been for some time. A few years ago, the topic of the product “Pimp Juice” (a beverage) came up on a NARN broadcast, and I spent all two hours ridiculing it and asking listeners to complain when they saw it in stores. I’m old enough to remember when calling someone a “pimp” was a real insult to their manhood, a man who couldn’t make an honest living for himself and had to extort women for his money. Think of the Godfather scene where Marlon Brando dismisses Tattaglia as nothing more than “a pimp” who can’t manage his own affairs. Even in the context used by the WaPo, the term is an insult to taste — being “pimped out” in that sense is to be overly gauche, gaudy, and cheap in the moral sense.
No one in their right mind would glorify abusive husbands, but pimps are all that and much worse. Why should anyone feed into their glorification, especially mainstream media outfits that should know better?
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