Never mind that quite a few black people cannot stand rap--and they tend to be highly educated. Also never mind that it happens that last night (after a dress rehearsal in the afternoon) I spent rocking out , with lots of gospel music--all memorized-- at an annual celebration of the life of Martin Luther King--with standing ovations interspersed throughout the concert. And 300 of us, black and white, blew the roof off a sold-out (2,000, I believe) Kennedy Center Concert Hall. Again.
But, by all means, perhaps the poster would like to tell us more about the emperor's finery. Did the poster particularly like the doublet and hose? Or perchance he swooned at the sight of the emperor's robe.