Wall (Intimacy): And Other Stories Book

You gotta love Sartre's sexy objectification of women. I totally think Sartre was an ass man. Exempli gratia:

"Her tail is small, yes, a lot smaller than mine, but you can see more of it. It's all around, under her thin back, it fills the skirt, you'd think it was poured in, and besides it jiggles."

Hell is other people... other people who can't appreciate a nice jiggling booty!

If Sartre was alive today, I'm sure he'd give that comment a high five or whatever the French existensialist equivalent of that is (maybe a quiet snooty glare?)

In fact, how can you appreciate someone who is perhaps the biggest influence on rap music in this century, still 20 years after his death? Allow me to demonstrate:

The first example I have occured in 2005, with a song stemming from a famous Sartre quote from Nausea (and the idea that he was an ass man):

Sartre: "I exist. It's sweet, so sweet, so slow."

Juvenile:

"Uh I like it like that \
she working that back \
I don't know how to act \
Slow motion for me\
slow motion for me\
slow motion for me\
Move it slow motion for me."

Sweet slow motion indeed. That's why I exist!

To further belabor the point, we have the well known example from Lil Jon and the Eastide Boys's hit with the following lyrics:

"Let me see you get low\
you scared you scared \
Drop dat ass to the floor \
you scared you scared \
Let me see you get low \
you scared you scared \
Albert Camus and Jean Paul Sartre differed in view of \
the abserd the abserd"

Unfortunently, the rap community felt that this rift between Camus and Sartre would result in yet another (possibly violent) dichotomizing of the rap world. To avoid this, the final lyics were changed, altering the course of the song tremendously, also resulting in the removal of 20 other verses leaving only the tale of a shorty getting krunk thus avoiding any deep philosophical discussion.