I woke up, and this video popped up on my feed, and I knew I had to share this with you.
Rather than posting up some limited commentary, I’ve decided to just post the original YouTube description:
From a grainy 1954 filmstrip to the sharp wit of animated satire, from verses spoken in dim-lit poetry lounges to the piercing honesty of hip hop and candid interviews — this is the story of an unbroken thread.
Selling to the Negro. The Boondocks. Kanye West on Def Poetry Jam. Jay-Z’s The Story of O.J. Tupac Shakur speaking truth in 1992 about greed, power, and the American dream.
Across seventy years, these moments echo each other — each one revealing how race, wealth, identity, and image are braided into the fabric of America’s imagination. We see how ads once courted Black consumers with a smile, how satire stripped fame to its bones, how music and poetry wrestled with the cost of success, and how artists have fought — and sometimes surrendered — to the very systems they question.
This isn’t just history. It’s the same story retold in different tongues, from the polished pitch of Madison Avenue to the raw beats of the block.
The past and present stand face to face here, leaving us with one lingering question: has anything truly changed?
You know what’s really scary? Some of the things that was taught in that old film about negro spending habits are some of the same things my mother would teach me about buying things.
Jogo Corpo Fechado 