Today we mostly discussed Malcolm Little's conk–the later recognized "self-defacing" "emblem of his shame" worn "to look 'pretty' by white standards" (X 65/64). This punch in culture's face burns like the lye it decries. However, as I read about conking I found myself more intrigued by its context, wondering why X frames the episode within Little's evolving hustle, and how the hustle frames Little's ultimate transformation into X.
By hustle, I am referring to Little's exposure and attraction to devious money making means and the culture and characters involved. He seeks the ghetto section's "natural lure," the "excitement" and "Negroes…not putting on airs," and he marvels at the "sharp-dressed young 'cats'" with conks (51). X spends the next twelve pages describing the maneuvers of the Roxbury ghetto night-life.
Then comes X's epiphany: by conking, Little partakes in the delusion that 'whiteness' is superior to 'blackness', and that assimilation is worth "violat[ing] and mutilat[ing] [his] God-created bod[y]" (64). X realizes that while the 'Four Hundred' openly "[pride] themselves on being incomparably more 'cultured,' 'cultivated,' 'dignified,' and better off than their black brethren down in the ghetto," the 'cats' have been "putting on airs" subconsciously the whole time (48). The "self-delusion" he once only attributed to the Hill folk has evidently permeated Black Consciousness as a whole. Here, without explicitly stating it, X declares war on a mental front.
Freddie's final advice to Little is that "everything in the world is a hustle" (58). This advice initially seems like an encouragement of savvy self-determination, but when juxtaposed with Freddie's earlier plan to buy a Cadillac "just to bug [whites]" and X's final condemnation of the conk, the ghetto-dwelling 'cat's' endeavors seem just as assimilation-hungry as the endeavors of the 'snooty-blacks' (55).