Sir Mix-a-Lot. The greatest rapper to rap about his love of big butts. I have no idea if this amazingly talented man released any other songs but let’s face it, other than “Baby Got Back,” you can’t name another one, can you?
Nope. Neither can I.
He was pretty much a one and done. He revealed his big butt love to the world and then he no longer had anything else to say. Sometimes a song can so perfectly capture everything an artists wants to say that the artist need not speak further.
Personally, I would love to know the tale of daring-do that Sir Mix-a-Lot engaged in, in order to be named a knight of the British Realm, but that’s neither here nor there at this time.
Big butts! Sir Mix not only loved them, but he could not lie about his love of them. At the time, it was considered tawdry to declare one’s love of big butts to the world, yet Sir Mix loved them so much that he could not lie about it without denying a very important piece of his soul, the fabric of his very being.
Do you love big butts? Then you shouldn’t lie about it. But consider this. There are many things we all like that we lie about for fear of public reprisal. Perhaps it is time for people to embrace Sir Mix-a-Lot’s honesty and shout to the rooftops the things you like.
Perhaps you like to write, but you fear people around you will write you off as a hopeless dreamer.
Perhaps you like music, but don’t want to be considered a frivolous person who just sits around playing your trombone.
Perhaps you like art, but fear that people will just think you are a weirdo who just paints all day.
Stop. Whatever your theoretical “big butt” is, stop lying on it. Sir Mix-a-Lot climbed a giant butt mountain in a video surrounded by women with big butts just to proudly declare to the world that he would not be intimidated into saying that he likes small butts, and you shouldn’t be intimidated into saying you dislike things you like, especially when there really isn’t a good reason to say that you don’t like them.
Sir Mix-a-Lot didn’t have a problem with butts. Those snotty girls in the locker room griping to Becky about big butts were the ones with the problem. You don’t have a problem with writing, music or art, the people who are trying to get you to stop liking such things have the problem.
Look people, the man’s a knight, so he must have learned a thing or two in his travels, knowledge that entered his brain as he slayed dragons and trolls and orcs and defended Old Britannia from the forces of evil.
Is there a theoretical “big butt” that you love, that you can’t deny? Discuss in the comments.
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