The savage attack at Valleyfair on the night of July 4 horrified Minnesotans. A father was beaten and kicked unconscious as he tried to protect his 12-year-old daughter from being sexually groped by two men.
After the father intervened, the men used a cell phone to summon six others to "get these bitches," according to a complaint filed in Scott County District Court. Eight males assaulted the father as his wife and daughters strove frantically to help him. "We see assaults, but that's brutal," one police officer said.
Did these monsters descend out of nowhere on Valleyfair, a place we associate with wholesome family fun? Hardly. The attitudes they acted out in extreme fashion are part of a culture that is all around us and flourishes with our blessing.
Take for example, Pharrell Williams, an icon of the youth culture, who visited Minneapolis last month. A rapper/producer on the entertainment world's highest plane, Williams won a 2007 Grammy Award for "Money Maker," a song he performed with Ludacris. The lyrics, saturated with sex -- which celebrate the adventures of "a bedroom gangster" -- are so vulgar and degraded that this newspaper cannot print them. Or take "Drop It Like It's Hot," a 2005 Grammy nominee that Williams performed with thug rapper Snoop Dogg:
I'm a Bad Boy, wit a lotta ho's
Drive my own cars, and wear my own clothes ...
Oh you got a gun so you wanna pop back? ...
Cement shoes, now I'm on the move