Surely this was the classic case of success being the sweetest revenge for all those years of broken homes and bully beatings. A perfect parable of how the freaks shall inherit the earth, the more controversy stuck to the gloriously revved-up repugnancy of ‘Slim Shady’ like turd to a blanket, the more attention he gained and the more rekkids he sold. Basically South Park times a million, ‘Slim Shady’ was a cartoon orgasm, high on the sheer audacity of turning a mirror to society and selling that grotesque reflection back to the very suburbs and ghettos from whence it came. His first, of course, was ‘The Slim Shady LP’, an hilarious collection of scurrilous fictions based on the proposition that the grossest equals the mostest. His name is Marshall Mathers, you know him as Eminem and this is his second major album. We are fortunate right now to live in a time of great misanthropy, and we are blessed with the smartest mouthpiece for that perfect loathing that maybe there ever was. Just don’t hang out with him, that’s all. An equal prejudice employer, he hates us all. No time for such petty factional concerns as racism, sexism, misogyny, homophobia, narcissism, xenophobia… the misanthropist is the real deal.
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