Chuck D: We return the salute, Chuck. And pay homage to you as a man and group who spit on America’s ideas of crazy commercialism and conspicuous consumption in favor of full-course audio meals that have fed the masses for the past two-and-a-half decades. You’re not worried about radio airplay when you drop meteors like Fear of a Black Planet and chant “Fight the Power” and “Can’t Truss It” so loud that is makes the concrete quake. Chuck is still churning out myriad messages on wax, on radio and behind the lectern as the professor of prose and consciousness of Black America.
