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HOT 97, Miss Jones, Miss Info, and the Tsunami Song....

I appreciate humor, even in its most irreverent form, but anything that parodies the deaths of thousands and thousands of innocent people is not humor in my book. Unfortunately HOT 97 in New York felt that it was okay to make a "Tsunami Song" about the disaster in South Asia. The song is sung to the tune of "We are the world". Here are some of the choice lyrics.

..All at once you could hear the screaming ch*nks and no one was safe from the wave there were africans drowning, little chinamen swept away you could hear god laughing, "swim you b*tches swim"
So now you're screwed, it's the Tsunami
you better run or kiss your ass away, go find your mommy
I just saw her float by, a tree went through her head
and now the children will be sold to child slavery...


Wow....that was real funny....

I just don't understand how the Radio Station execs would have let this song air. What is worse is the fact that one of the DJ's by the name of Miss Info, who is also Asian, simply stated that she was not behind the song being made and aired and was berated by Miss Jones, and DJ Envy. Here is an MP3 transcript of that.

longer_hot97_tsunami.mp3

While I do think she did the right thing in distancing herself, I was amazed that she said that she respected the rights of Miss Info, and DJ Envy to say what they want, and to make fun of who they wanted. I felt that she should have said that this was outrageous, and they ought to be fired for it. I agree that there is more than one way to look at things, but when it comes to certain things, we all know if something is inherently right, or inherently wrong. This....was wrong. I don't think that there is any room for moral relativism in this instance at all. The bottom line is the fact that Miss Jones, and DJ Envy need to be fired. Before Michael Powell steps down I think he needs to address this.

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