Mr. Williams and Mr. Pollard did not create these caricatures, they simply reveled in their exaggerations, as they perpetuated centuries of pernicious stereotypes. Mr. Williams and Mr. Pollard also did not create the segregated ghettos from whence they came. Those ghettos are the natural result of decades of racist housing policies that crippled the lives of millions. Neither were they the architects who designed the structural imbalances that caused the staggering racial disparities in employment opportunities. The two merely profited from penning and performing a continuous song with varied tales of life within such systematic injustice. It is a song corporations have sung for decades. As Mr. Pollard's attorney, Matt Middleton, told Mr. Coscarelli, "These companies for years have capitalized and made millions and millions of dollars from kids in the inner city portraying their plight to the rest of the world..." Certainly we can and should hold Mr. Williams, Mr. Pollard, and their colleagues accountable for the deleterious impact of their work, but we cannot excuse the system that made such songs possible, nor can we absolve the listening public whose appetite never grows weary of consuming those songs. Suffice to say, as our gaze centers on Mr. Williams' pending sentencing, in many ways our eyes are not simply on him, they are also on us.
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