growing up then and growing up now . Levy remembers that the "first song I ever remember hearing on the radio was 'Hey Jude,'" released in 1968 when he was 4. "Right now," he adds, "there's a (4-year-old) out there who's having that exact same experience with (rapper) Jay-Z, and what he's gonna do or she's gonna do (musically) at age 17 is gonna be pretty weird. And it will probably involve the word 'pimpin'.' And I hope it's gonna be exciting." Yes, Virginia, you can have the mental acumen of a tomato and grow up to be the music editor of Rolling Stone. The flaw in Levy's statement is that a listener simply cannot have the "exact same experience" with the Beatles' classic as with the Jay-Z tracks to which he seems to be alluding, any more than one can have the same eating experience with creme brulee as with dirt. You're familiar with "Hey Jude." By way of contrast, here are a few lines from "Parking Lot Pimpin'," a cut from Jay-Z's latest album: "Big trucks when I wanna f---/And it's time to get ass/I turn automobiles/To hotels on wheels/ ... Bitches love when I cruise up the boulevard." And here's a bit of last year's Jay-Z hit "Big Pimpin'": "I thug 'em/F--- 'em/Love 'em/Leave 'em/'Cause I don't f---in' need 'em/Take 'em out the hood/Keep 'em lookin' good/But I don't f---in' feed 'em." Bringing up children has always been hard. If there's a truly compelling reason for popular culture's insistence on making it a thousand times more difficult, it'd be the first I've ever heard.