
As much as one likes the video and track, there’s something strangely bizarre about Iggy Azalea’s star profile. Azalea is an Australian bogan (a redneck form Down Under) who was raised in a inchoate property hand built of mudbricks. Her reincarnation as a white girl that intones an affected African-American ghetto vernacular will be admirable if it was being done tongue-firmly-in-cheek; but it’s not. Azalea has absolutely no sense of shame in presenting herself as an embarrassing caricature of a Caucasian girl thinking herself American and black. Not only that, her fan base sees nothing weird about it, either.
As someone old enough to have watched Clueless during its initial theatrical run, I’m pretty sure that Azalea’s ersatz hip-hop hoe antics would have been laughed at back then as was Vanilla Ice’s. Times have changed and it seems you really can do anything you like without incurring appropriate scrutiny. It’s a mad, mad world.
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