Keeping it 140: Rap Beef, Rihanna, Roscoe Dash and Tyrese (Again)
Welcome to Keeping it 140. I’m Kyra Kyles, a Senior Editor at JET who moonlights as a social media stalker, tracking the good, bad and ugly of online sharing. I’ll mostly be taking celebs and public figures to task for gaffes on the Interwebs (I see you, 50 Cent and Chris Brown.) But I’ll also offer advice on how we civilians can keep it together on sites like Twitter, Facebook, Instagram and… um… MySpace, that is, if you’re still lurking around on the latter outlet. Just think of me as the Emily Post of posting.
I’m kind of relieved there hasn’t been as much online ratchetness this week. It’s a refreshing change after last week’s descent into debauchery. But there is a disappointing trend in that we have some repeat offenders. Heck, I’ve only posted five times, so what part of the game is this?
And now for repeat offender numero uno. Tyrese. (sigh) Tyrese doesn’t like the way North Carolina rapper J. Cole is going after Diggy, who is much younger than he is. But isn’t Tyrese a bit long in tooth himself to be scrapping with Mr. Can’t Get Enough? I admit I like Cole a lot less than I did in his mixtape days, but surely he and Diggy can work this out without interruption by the self-appointed beef police of R&B.
Ghost with the Most
Rapper Roscoe Dash opted to air out both Wale and Kanye West, insisting he wrote portions of both “Lotus Flower Bomb,” and “To the World,” but didn’t receive proper credit for his contributions. If this is true, Mr. “Upgrade from Baloney” has the right to be mad, but don’t they have lawyers, injunctions and court cases for this, son? Is Twitter some kind of court these days? The beef got meatier when Miguel and Meek Mill got into the action.
Lady Gaga also cuts clown on Twitter with attention-seeking images of her swimming naked with her man and sitting naked with naught but a pup covering her bosom. But Rihanna, Kim Kardashian and company aren’t half-stepping with their suggestive stances. The latest from Miss Barbados Bikini Body is this half-dressed, red-lipped, teddy-gripping photo tweeted from her BFF Melissa Ford’s boudoir. Wonder what the hell kind of slumber party twas going on here? Then, she sent some images of herself (ahem) enjoying all the amenities of a gentleman’s club.
Ah, social media. Such a site for faux pas. That’s all that really irked me this week, but be sure to suggest more to me at firstname.lastname@example.org and keep your own nose clean online.