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Murda Music

Sleng Teng | 07.10.2004 11:33 | Anti-racism | London

Thanks to Outrage, the MOBO awards were dire, apart from Mario Winans (swoon.)

The top ranking reggae artists of the past few decades are bearing the brunt of a hate campaign, by homosexuals. The Kings of the Dancehall, Beenie Man, Bujo Banton and Elephant Man do not embrace homosexuality and believe in the Biblical interpretation of it, as a sin. For this, they are being ostracized and may be criminalized.

While I cannot condone music which advocates violence against any particular group of individuals, there are many tunes which have distasteful lyrics, but that is all they are... lyrics. Words don’t kill, (governments do) but how many gays, if any, have been murdered as a direct result of Bujo’s controversial “Boom-Bye-Bye?”

Most gay murders are perpetrated by other homosexual men; Dennis Neilsen, 'England's Jeffrey Dahmer' accounts for fifteen victims. Andreas Hinz, a student rabbi, whose body was found mutilated, trussed up in black bin bags and dumped on a Camden Town street, picked up his assassin, Tommy ‘The Hacksaw’ McDowell, at a gay bar.

Going off with total strangers is a far greater threat to homosexuals than any reggae song, however derogatory. Statistically, more innocent blood has been shed for “being black” than for “being gay” and when it comes to hate, Jamaicans have more experience of its effects than Peter Tatchell could ever imagine.



Sleng Teng