Posted on 05/28/2017 7:01:51 AM PDT by ml/nj
It is by now widely reported that the concert in Manchester, England that was bombed by a member-in-good-standing of the islamic political system was by an American singer named Ariana Grande, and that Grandes target audience was pre-teen and teen aged girls. Grande is a product of the odious Nickelodeon childrens cable channel machine, second only to Disney in its perversity and aggression in its attack on childrens souls.
Not knowing anything about Grande, I did less than five minutes of reasearch and was stunned yes, even in my severely jaded state I was stunned by what I found.
Ariana Grandes music is, very simply, pornography. EVERY SONG, and I do mean EVERY SONG has exactly the same theme: the physical, mechanical act of sex, including manual, oral and anal sodomy. And almost always with mildly retarded black men (because most of her songs feature a rapper).
EVERY.
SONG.
Ariana Grandes target audience is pre-pubescent girls. The eight-year old girl that was killed in the Manchester jihad attack and has become the face of the event, Saffie Rose Roussos, was Ariana Grandes TARGET demographic. We will come back to Saffie Rose in a moment.
First, we need to manfully face what we are dealing with in terms of Ariana Grande and the entire entertainment machine in the post-Christian world. Ariana Grandes biggest hit is a song called Side to Side. All the little girls know this song by heart, and sing along with gusto. Here is the end of the chorus:
This the new style with the fresh type of flow
Wrist icicle, ride dick bicycle
Come true yo, get you this type of blow
If you wanna menage I got a tricycle
(Excerpt) Read more at barnhardt.biz ...
The young girl fan thing and social media is the difference today. I bet more 8 year olds today know these references made in the songs than back in the day, you just go to a website that breaks down the lyrics.
Freegards
Like the frog in the pan, the temperature has increased slowly, but eventually, we will all boil.
Remember Mohammed’s 9 year old wife. Gotta indoctrinate them young.
I'm not sure of that, always understood that young teens & pre-teens were a large part of the market for popular music.
Possibly today it's more overt, as is everything else you can imagine.
I have no idea the longer term affects.
Agreed.
Yeah human depravity is as old as time, and cultures have embraced or rejected it with varying intensity. Stupid people like the parents of the young girls at that concert might have the moral courage to make better choices if they heard dissenting voices like Barnhardt’s more frequently, but some here want to be the rhetoric police, and miss the point entirely.
I don’t doubt it, but the first three songs on her newest album don’t have dirty lyrics. So not every song.
***If you don’t like Grande’s music, don’t listen to it and don’t let your kids listen to it if that’s what you want***
I am not a muslim and I don’t go to a mosque, but that does not stop muslims from blowing people up.
Sorry Godebert, should have been directed to skimbell...
***If you dont like Grandes music, dont listen to it and dont let your kids listen to it if thats what you want***
I am not a muslim and I dont go to a mosque, but that does not stop muslims from blowing people up.
I did and found this.
“Touch It”
[Verse 1:]
How do I make the phone ring?
Why do I even care?
How are you all around me when you’re not really there?
When you’re not really there
How do I feel you on me when you’re not on my skin?
Why do you say you want me then tell me, “I’m not coming in.”
Baby, just come on in
Maybe it doesn’t say to you what it says to me, but then you are DEAF!
The rest of the song is worse.
Oh yeah?
“Bang Bang”
(with Ariana Grande & Nicki Minaj)
[Verse 1 - Jessie J:]
She got a body like an hour glass
But I can give it to you all the time
She got a booty like a Cadillac
But I can send you into overdrive (oh)
(You’ve been waiting for that...
Step on up swing your bat)
See anybody could be bad to you,
You need a good girl to blow your mind, yeah
[Chorus - Jessie J:]
Bang bang into the room (I know ya want it)
Bang bang all over you (I’ll let ya have it)
Wait a minute lemme take you there (ah)
Wait a minute till ya (ah)
Bang bang there goes your heart (I know ya want it)
Back, back seat of my car (I’ll let ya have it)
Wait a minute lemme take you there (ah)
Wait a minute till ya (ah)
[Verse 2 - Ariana Grande:]
She might’ve let you hold her hand in school
But I’m a show you how to graduate
No, I don’t need to hear you talk the talk
Just come and show me what your momma gave (oh, yeah)
(Okay you’ve got a very big shhh,
Mouth but don’t say a thing)
See anybody could be good to you,
You need a bad girl to blow your mind
MORE!
“Dangerous Woman”
Oh, yeah
Don’t need permission
Made my decision to test my limits
‘Cause it’s my business, God as my witness
Start what I finished
Don’t need no hold up
Taking control of this kind of moment
I’m locked and loaded
Completely focused, my mind is open
All that you got, skin to skin, oh my God
Don’t ya stop, boy
Somethin’ ‘bout you makes me feel like a dangerous woman
Somethin’ ‘bout, somethin’ ‘bout, somethin’ ‘bout you
Makes me wanna do things that I shouldn’t
Somethin’ ‘bout, somethin’ ‘bout, somethin’ ‘bout
Nothing to prove and
I’m bulletproof and
Know what I’m doing
The way we’re movin’ like introducing
Us to a new thing
I wanna savor, save it for later
The taste of flavor, ‘cause I’m a taker
‘Cause I’m a giver, it’s only nature
I live for danger
All that you got, skin to skin, oh my God
Don’t ya stop, boy
“Lovin’ It”
Baby don’t you know you got all my love, all my love
Baby don’t you know you got all my love, all my love
Hold up, wait, before you go just stay
And talk to me for a little
Baby, won’t you loosen up just a little, uh?
See what you don’t understand is falling in love wasn’t part of my plan
Started with a crush
Call you my man
Doubt that I’d ever fall in love you,
Ever fall in love again
‘Cause you give me chills every time we chill I spend all of my days
Doin’, doin’
Nothin’ but lovin’ you
Nothin’ but lovin’ you baby
(Boy you got all my time)
I’m lovin’ your lovin’
I’m lovin’ it, lovin’ it baby
(Boy you got all my, all my)
Love and affection
All my attention
You don’t gotta question
If I’m really
Lovin’ your lovin’
I’m lovin’ it, lovin’ it baby
(Boy you got all my, all my)
Hold up, wait, shut up and kiss me, babe
I just wanna get a little taste
I just wanna get a little taste before you go
And MORE
“The Way”
(feat. Mac Miller)
What we gotta do right here is go back, back in the town.
I love the way you make me feel
I love it, I love it
I love the way you make me feel
I love it, I love it
Say, I’m thinking ‘bout her every second, every hour
Do my singing in the shower
Picking petals off the flowers like
Do she love me, do she love me not? (love me not)
[One version:] I ain’t a player, I just crush a lot (crush a lot)
[Another version:] I ain’t a player (I just play her, I just play her)
You give me that kind of something
Want it all the time, need it everyday
On a scale of one to ten I’m at a hundred
Never get enough, I can’t stay away
If you want it, I got it, I got it everyday
You can get whatever you need from me
Stay by your side, I’ll never leave you
And I ain’t going nowhere ‘cause you’re a keeper
So don’t you worry, baby, you got me
I got a bad boy, I must admit it (hey)
You got my heart, don’t know how you did it (hey)
And I don’t care who sees it, babe
I don’t wanna hide the way I feel when you’re next to me (hey)
I love the way (I love the way you make me feel)
I love the way (I love it, I love it)
Baby, I love the way (I love the way you make me feel)
Ooh, I love the way (I love it, I love it)
The way you love me
Oh, it’s so crazy you get my heart jumping
When you put your lips on mine
And, honey, it ain’t a question (q-question)
‘Cause, boy, I know just what you like
So If you need it, I got it, I got it everyday
Be your lover, your friend, you’ll find it all in me
Stay by your side, I’ll never leave you
And I ain’t going nowhere ‘cause you’re a keeper
So don’t you worry, baby, you got me
And MORE
“The Way”
(feat. Mac Miller)
What we gotta do right here is go back, back in the town.
I love the way you make me feel
I love it, I love it
I love the way you make me feel
I love it, I love it
Say, I’m thinking ‘bout her every second, every hour
Do my singing in the shower
Picking petals off the flowers like
Do she love me, do she love me not? (love me not)
[One version:] I ain’t a player, I just crush a lot (crush a lot)
[Another version:] I ain’t a player (I just play her, I just play her)
You give me that kind of something
Want it all the time, need it everyday
On a scale of one to ten I’m at a hundred
Never get enough, I can’t stay away
If you want it, I got it, I got it everyday
You can get whatever you need from me
Stay by your side, I’ll never leave you
And I ain’t going nowhere ‘cause you’re a keeper
So don’t you worry, baby, you got me
I got a bad boy, I must admit it (hey)
You got my heart, don’t know how you did it (hey)
And I don’t care who sees it, babe
I don’t wanna hide the way I feel when you’re next to me (hey)
I love the way (I love the way you make me feel)
I love the way (I love it, I love it)
Baby, I love the way (I love the way you make me feel)
Ooh, I love the way (I love it, I love it)
The way you love me
Oh, it’s so crazy you get my heart jumping
When you put your lips on mine
And, honey, it ain’t a question (q-question)
‘Cause, boy, I know just what you like
So If you need it, I got it, I got it everyday
Be your lover, your friend, you’ll find it all in me
Stay by your side, I’ll never leave you
And I ain’t going nowhere ‘cause you’re a keeper
So don’t you worry, baby, you got me
Grande's music is chit-I get it, but it's you who's asleep at the switch if you think you're going to end these terror attacks by changing the songs you sing.
The REAL problem is the collapse of the family and an implosion of morals, all driven by pride and selfishness. But fixing that hinges on individuals looking into their mirrors and soul searching, and cleaning one's own house.
This is hard work, and frankly Jesus himself said "Why do you notice the splinter in your brothers eye, but do not perceive the wooden beam in your own eye? How can you say to your brother, Let me remove that splinter from your eye, while the wooden beam is in your eye? You hypocrite, remove the wooden beam from your eye first; then you will see clearly to remove the splinter from your brothers eye."
I am not suggesting silence in the face of filth. Indeed, I will monitor what comes into my home, and rest assured Ms. Grande's tunes and similar vapid "entertainment" aren't to be found anywhere in Casa de DoodleBob.
But I AM suggesting that the likes of Ms. Barnhardt do their homework before making those of us who MAY be culture warriors look like dopes-by-association.
“...somehow we’ve survived.”
Depends on who “we” is.
Sixty million babies (in the U.S. alone) have not survived. Three hundred thousand sodomites (in the U.S. alone) have not survived. Tens of millions infected with STD’s have not survived. Tens of millions of children of divorce have not survived. Countless souls in Hell have not “survived.”
Agreed, it didn't start with Ariana Grande.
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