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The N**** Word says Gwyneth

I would like to start this post by saying, I am not a fan of Gwyneth Paltrow. On the opposite side of the spectrum is where I live in the anti-Paltrow fan list.

Just recently Gwyneth Paltrow has caused major controversy for tweeting the title of a song, “Ni**as in paris for real". At the time she was in Paris with friends Beyonce and Jay Z (the rapper of mentioned song). As you can possibly imagine at the moment, people are PISSED and battle lines have been drawn for either side of this controversy. 



One side says she should apologize because those words should never been have been said...by a white woman. Russell Simmons said she was showing pride for her friend. Nas says this, "I would slap the shit out of somebody for Gwyneth Paltrow,” Nas told CBS Local recently. “She’s the homie, she’s cool. Gwyneth gets a pass. Real people get a pass. We know what this shit is. We don’t interrupt Italians when they say ‘Wop’ to each other. They gonna punch you in the mouth if you interrupt that. Don’t interrupt us. We pick and choose.”

What gets me in this entire debate is the last statement, "We pick and choose." I have no idea who NAS is and I'm not pointing this out because one particular person in question has made the statement. The problem is, people who are actually allowed to use this word all feel that you can pick and choose. The N*word was used by white people in reference to their slaves. This word is now one of the most offensive words in the English language, because it is a racial slur. Why does anyone use it?

In my opinion there are two ways to solve such dilemmas as this...
  1. Stop using the word all together! 
  2. Let everyone use the word. Words have no power unless you give it to them. 
In terms of Gwyneth Paltrow controversy, perhaps you should instead look at the eating disorders she's promoting in girls around the country. 

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