I've been investigating hip hop beef a bit lately and the beef that has me excited is not the 50 Cent/ Rick Ross Thrilla in Vanilla, but rather one for the ladies: I really, sincerely hope that Keri Hilson drags Beyonce' through the dirt. Now Hilson has tried to send Polow da Don onto the Ryan Cameron show on Atlanta's V103 to defuse the situation and personally ensured Ciara and the radio audience that she was not going at any other R&B chick, but I'm not buying it. You can listen to the song yourself and decide: the jabs weren't even subtle.

Now why would I be against such a fine young lady such as Beyonce? There could be the reason that I think her music is insipid, but it all comes down to one thing, really: her brand of "beauty shop feminism" (I cannot take credit for that phrase, it came from a review of her album in Creative Loafing) is a force of evil in African American sexual relationships. I have heard more than a couple of guys actually call her music poison and this was from a broad spectrum of guys, even so called ballers. The main pitch that most guys seem to put forth is that Beyonce' could not have experienced everything she's sung about. "Bug-A-Boo" came out when she was about 17 and there's no way that Matthew Knowles let any guy near that body, much less some bum trying to get change from her.

So basically this resentment is about someone soundtracking other women pain and profiting off of it. Something about the way Hilson said "tell them who wrote your songs" that finally set me off at least. Not that I'm a Hilson fan, but at least she seems to care if her songs are good. I can't give Mrs. Hova the same credit.