The third section offers an essay on the Occupy Wall Street uprising and, particularly, Tate’s ten reasons why he thinks more Black people didn’t participate (perhaps Occupy should have included prison abolition as a demand, he queries, or paid some lip service to the non-Black folk seen slumming about gentrified neighborhoods in Brooklyn with dogs, strollers, and condos . . . soooo not the 99 percent). A poem dedicated to dream hampton on hip-hop (“the first musical movement in history where black people pimped themselves before the white boy did”) and an essay on hip-hop’s thirtieth birthday celebrate the genre as the face of Black America in the world today. It also still represents Black culture and Black creative license in unique ways to the global marketplace, no matter how commodified it becomes. Reviews of Outkast, Eminem, and Wu-Tang Clan’s records round out the section.