Monday, March 31, 2008

But Wait...This is for you Clitoria Jackson

Yes, there is a little black girl out there named Clitoria. CLITORIA!!!!!!!!!!!! WHY?????? Thanks to a federal judge Clitoria Jackson will undergo a name change and black women no longer have independent naming rights for their children. Say what now?! Yup, please read for yourself.....

After Judge Cabrera's historic ruling, little Clitoria Jackson will likely undergo a name change.

(DETROIT) In a decision that's expected to send shockwaves through the Af rican-American community-and yet, give much relief to teachers everywhere-a federal judge ruled today that black women no longer have independent naming rights for their children. Too many black children-and many adults-bear names that border on not even being words, he said.

"I am simply tired of these ridiculous names black women are giving their children," said U.S. Federal Judge Ryan Cabrera before rendering his decision.

"Someone had to put a stop to it." The rule applies to all black women, but Cabrera singled out impoverished mothers. "They are the worst perpetrators," he said. "They put in apostrophes where none are needed. They think a 'Q' is a must. There was a time when Shaniqua and Tawanda were names you dreaded. Now, if you're a black girl, you hope you get a name as sensible as one of those."

Few stepped forward to defend black women-and black women themselves seemed relieved.

"It's so hard to keep com ing up with something unique," said Uneeqqi Jenkins, 22, an African-American mother of seven who survives on public assistance. Her children are named Daryl, Q'Antity, Uhlleejsha, Cray-Ig, Fellisittee, Tay'Sh'awn and Day'Shawndra.

Beginning in one week, at least three white people must agree with the name before a black mother can name her child. "Hopefully we can see a lot more black children with sensible names like Jake and Connor," Cabrera said.

His ruling stemmed from a lawsuit brought by a 13-year-old girl whose mother created her name using Incan hieroglyphics. "She said it would make me stand out," said the girl, whose name can't be reproduced by The Peoples News' technology. "But it's really just stupid."

The National Association of Elementary School Teachers celebratedCabrera's

"Oh my God, the first day of school you'd be standing there sweating, looking at the list of names wondering 'How do I p ronounce Q'J'Q'Sha.'?" said Joyce Harmon, NAEST spokeswoman. "Is this even English?"

The practice of giving black children outlandish names began in the 1960s, when blacks were getting in touch with their African roots, said historian Corlione Vest. But even he admits it got out of hand.

"I have a niece who's six. I'm embarrassed to say I can't even pronounce her name," said Vest, a professor at Princeton University . "Whenever I want to talk to her, I just wait until she looks at me and then I wave her over."

This is like the best shit ever!!! Your name should not be Im'Uniquanee Shawannaneeka Watkins. I don't care. It just shouldn't. If your mama didn't know how to spell, she should have asked somebody! And somebody in the family should have said maybe it might be better for you to to name the baby something we can all pronounce and spell. You wonder why Shawaquaneenee can't get a job or you wonder why the tattoo on her arm has to go around twice in order to have space to spell the whole shit.

But on a serious much as I truly believe there should be policing of the naming of your children, this can't be real, can it? Three white people need to approve the name first? That is some bullshit and I'll be damned. That can't be, can it?

If you can find evidence to dispute or confirm this PUH-LEASE let me know!

P.S. just because the judge's name is Ryan Cabrera (as in Ashlee Simpson's ex-boyfriend) and Corlione Vest is the fake Cornel West and this couldn't possibly in a bazillion years be true, still, let me know cuz you never know.


And I Luh U Back!

Seems I've been missed....and well, I love it. I have been out of pocket for a few days due to other obligations and me just not feeling like it. I mean there was one day where I was feeling like Lara Flynn Boyle's holy fuggin jacked up face.

There was even a minute where I almost bust my ass like Paris did, except for the fact that I didn't. Nor did my boyfriend trip over my head in order to save himself from busting his own ass.

But then I got better and I knew it was all good because I had a dream that I lived in a house that was just like Mary J. Blige's new house that she bought for like $12 million that was listed at $17 million not so long ago. This house is 4.2 acres, has eight-bedrooms, a 14-seat movie theater, a fitness center, a hardwood basketball court and an elevator. It also has a gourmet kitchen, eight bathrooms, a spiral staircase and a wine tasting room. Yup, I'll prolly be moving into my joint in about 2,4,8,12....yup, around then.

And basically, I'm almost back to normal and ready to tell somebody she's a fugly heffa. And I tell you, gigglin at this clip from Sacha Baron Cohen's Bruno mockumentary only helped to motivate me. Bruno is so hilariously gay. Please look at the outfits, the boots and the finger and booty shake. I will be trying this at home.

So I'm back bitches....I'm ready to get back to my regularly scheduled programs...but not til tomorrow, mkay? Smooches!


My middle finger

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Do Black People Need A Handbook?

Jason Whitlock, a sports writer for Fox Sports starts his article off by saying: "Would someone please write a handbook? "What Will and Won't Piss Black Folk Smooth the **** Off" would be an international bestseller. I'm black, and I'm pissed off most of the time, but I wouldn't leave home without the handbook. Not in these racist-ly confusing times. I can barely keep up with when I'm supposed to be disappointed as opposed to offended as opposed to being pissed smooth the **** off."

This is in reference to the LeBron James/Giselle Vogue cover controversy. He doesn't understand the controversy and wonders why a man playing basketball running down the court holding a model is such a big deal. Why does a man in his element conjure up images of King Kong? He goes on to say...

"Would we be having this discussion if LeBron struck the same pose on the cover of Ebony while holding Selita Ebanks? Think about it. And if we wouldn't be having the discussion, what does that say about us? Are we only bothered by negative images of black men when the primary/sole consumer of the image is white people?

Vogue ain't for us. Tyler Perry's new movie, Meet the Browns, was produced with us in mind. It had a great box-office debut, coming in at No. 2 with a take of more than $20 million. It also broke records for negative black stereotypes and simple-mindedness."

I have to say this article has made me think about the cover from a very different perspective. While I do believe that the cover just in general is fugly as all hell, I do have to wonder would I have been so upset by the cover if the model was black. And yes, many of Tyler Perry movies and plays provide us and white people with every stereotype there is about black people with a happy ending. I don't watch his show on TBS for just that reason.

This is something I think black people will continue to deal with. There is no handbook and that is the problem. If such an image sparks hurt and anger then clearly there is a deep seeded reason for that and we all know where that stems from. But then why is OK to watch the coonin portrayed by Flavor Flav and those women and Tyler Perry characters when it is our own people who provide such 'entertainment'? Black people are clearly experiencing different reactions to images and portrayals, by us or by them, in the media and there may never be a time when these questions, issues and concerns just don't come up.

Read the article: Do Black People Need a Handbook? What do you think?

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Random Ish....

Mariah pulls of grown and sexy fabulously for an album promo shoot.

While Wendy Williams avoided discussing the "Elephant in the room" (her words, not mine) on her show yesterday, Natasha over at YBF got some inside dirt on the whole Wendy Williams/Kevin Hunter/Nicole Spence drama....seems like Nicole is a ho and Wendy got low self esteem - The YBF

Jelly Belly got the man who allows her to walk around looking beat and ashy and done had the baby that nobody believes exists, yet she is still beyond jealous and insecure. Seems she bitched out over the hotness that is Keri Hilson on the set of Ur-sher's video shoot. - Bossip

Say it isn't so?! Tyra to leave the show she created cuz she's over it and hates Mr. Jay? I think I believe it. I mean how many cycles can you deal with Mr. Jay's hair? Not to mention, I can totally believe that she must be tired of saying "I only have one photo in my hands....." - DListed

Cassie is HOT so that must be the reason why she's so Thirsty - Love B.Scott

When Busta Rhymes has to take a shit, just let him....silly goose. - Necole Bitchie

Danity Kane beats Janet, Erykah and er'e body else with their second album, Weclome to the Dollhouse. This is their second #1 album and they sold 2,000 more albums in the first week than with their first album. This is the 2nd highest selling album of the year so far (it is only March and Madonna and Mariah are coming out in a few weeks) but this is major for DK...and that Diddy/MTV....genius. - Billboard

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Holy Fug Part2!!

Mkay so do you guys remember when Renee Fugweger hit up the Bee Movie premier scaring the kids away cuz she was so damn fug?! Well dammit this bitch came to another premier for her movie Leatherheads looking like a Leather Face! Ewwwwwww!

And no, this is not a bad angle. This is how this bitch looks in real life when she isn't being photo shopped for some magazine cover. She looks so greasy and beat. And what is up with her lipstick? And could she have at least tried to comb her hair?! UGH!


Erykah & Q-Tip Do Trace

Erykah and Q-Tip look so fabulously artsy fartsy in the new Trace Mag! I hope they are her Essence article she said she was truly in love right now but she wasn't saying no names....but then I'm thinking she wouldn't be on the cover with Q-Tip if that was her man....either way they are hot together...check out the photos from the spread!

Erykah is so hot! Gotta love her. THIS is how you to do "I'm that-cool-you-can't-handle-this-out-the-box-I-set-my-own-trends-I-create-my-own-style-fuck-what-society-says-fly-bitch"....take notes D.Woods.


Garcelle Shows Off Her Babies

Proud Mom and Dad

Garcelle Beauvais-Nilon is on the cover of Jet with her babies.....and you know what?

I bet when they get older they gonna be hot....right now the Daddy genes are just too strong. But I see potential....and you know it is always 50/50 when you have a hot and fug....fingers crossed.

Gayle King is A Lucky Bitch

Why am I not Oprah's best friend?! WHY????!!!!! Ok so did you all hear that Oprah's first baby, Sophie (one of her black cocker spaniels - the other one is Solomon) died? She was old and had kidney issues....very sad. Especially since Gracie just died not too long ago. And it is crazy because Kimora's first baby Zoe just died too...but at least Oprah not talking about turning Sophie's ashes into diamonds....

Anyway, guess how Gayle came up on Sophie's death?

Gayle King , Oprah Winfrey’s best friend, has moved into a penthouse purchased in the name of Oprah’s recently departed pooch, Sophie. According to deed-transfer records released yesterday, a company called Sophie’s Penthouse LLC bought a $7.1 million full-floor sky palace atop the 36-floor building at 207 E. 57th St…… It has three bedrooms, 3 1/2 baths, a large living room/dining area, and a 768-square-foot wraparound terrace.”

Ummmmm, didn't Oprah already buy Gayle a mansion to live in? Why she get a penthouse too? I can't. You know what, I just need for one of the contestants on Oprah's Big Give to just come find me. I swear if they give to me they will win the show. I have soooooo many ideas as to what I can do with those millions. And yes, I will even give my old shit away to those who really need it. I promise.


How U Doin?!

Not good if your name is Nicole and you are the former booker for the Wendy Williams Experience radio show. The NY Post is reporting that Nicole is suing Wendy's husband and manager Kevin Hunter for sexual harrassment. SHUT UP.....

Update: Court Documents!!!!!

Nicole Spence, the plaintiff said:

“Mr. Hunter repeatedly sexually propositioned me at work in the most crude and vulgar ways, telling me over and over that he wanted to ‘f- - -’ me. I also feared Mr. Hunter because he repeatedly physically assaulted Ms. Williams at or near the WBLS studio.. In one instance, Mr. Hunter stormed into the studio, demanded that other employees leave and openly physically abused Ms. Williams, pinning her against the wall with his hand around her neck, choking her while repeatedly pounding his fist into the wall directly by her head.”

Asked about Spence’s complaint, Williams yesterday told The Post, “Her allegations are totally false. This bitch is out of her mind. Husband Kevin Hunter said “the allegations are “so far from the truth. It’s insane.”

This seems really crazy but it is all making sense because last week a caller called in and asked Wendy where Nicole was and she was like, I don't know, she's in the back or something. So it was weird but it wasn't that weird because Nicole could have been in the back somewhere....BUT then I got to thinking that I really hadn't heard from Nicole in a minute. But now I'm thinking back to how Wendy was like I don't know....scandalous!

But what I am hoping is that somehow through all of this we find out what happened to Artie and why the fuck Charlamange took his place dammit! Because Artie was just gone. No word, no reason why and then one day he called in to the show and she hung up on him and there was nothing but dead air for like 5 minutes....

I'm listening to Wendy right now and she started the show with gun shots...WOW. To be continued.....

OK so here is the update, we now have access to the documents that Nicole filed to sue Kevin!

She lists many things in this document: the details of her position, examples of her exemplory work and despite of all that, she complained and was striped of her work duties. She said:

"Recently, his sexual propositions escalated into the obsessive, and during the work day at the Company's studio, he constantly told me of his desire to "fuck" me and that he had been dreaming about sleeping with me."

But here is the kicker...."In fact, Ms. Williams' lack of respect for proper work place condcut is demonstrated by her own conduct in forcing a subordinate to have sex with her to keep his job."DAAYYUUM! In the words of Wendy WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! I CAN'T!!!!!!!!

And I've been listening to Wendy since 2:00 and it is now 3:48 and she hasn't said shit....and she may not say shit either. But somebody is gonna have to say something at some point...she can't sweep this under the rug like she did with Artie. Updates coming I'm sure....

To check out the filed documents click: Is Wendy really gettin her ass beat?!

Monday, March 24, 2008

Keyshia Cole The Way It Is Reunion Show

So the reunion show went down like last week or something and I just happened to catch it the other day. I don't have anything to say about Keyshia or her family update....I will say that Frankie is a mess of all proportions (Holla! Tyra Mail! Man Down!) but I love her and Neffe looked GREAT and her baby boy is beautiful.

I however, want to talk about the host of the show Ananda Lewis. Most of us older than 21 should have a very good idea of who Ananda is and the era of Ananda. Ananda was BET. She was being groomed for major things. She interviewed Hillary Clinton on the old BET show Teen Summit as well as other dignitaries. She then went on to host TRL and many other MTV shows. And then if you remember, she had her own talk show "The Ananda Lewis Show" that didn't do that well, then did "The Insider" with Pat O'Brien and then she kind of fell off the radar. She is gorgeous, she is educated, and she is one of those who worked her beauty and her intelligence without having to pull out knee pads or show her ass.

So why is it that the now 30 something Ananda is hosting this reunion show on BET looking like a skeezer?! She looked horrible. She looked like she just left the club or was on her way there but lemme stop and do this interview right quick. Who wants to be staring at exposed titties while they are trying to answer questions?! Her hair even looked a mess. Like she didn't even comb it. It looked like she just got out of the shower and pulled a few tendrils on the side and bam, there it is.

It was just amazing to me how someone with so much promise and so many opportunities ends up looking like a hooker on BET. And truth be told, her interviewing skills weren't even up to par. She let Keyshia, Neffe, and Frankie give the same answer for all the questions and she tried to be hard and threw a lil "ghetto" in there as well. When Neffeteria looks better than you, there is definitely a problem. It was just all forms of disappointing.

The Best Part About The Making The Band Finale

So last night was the Making the Band Finale and all I really remember was the "epic fight" (Dawn's words) between Dawn and Q....Q was dancing with some hos when Day 26's song came on in da club and Dawn didn't like it....she told him she didn't give a shit what he did. He tried to talk to her later at the hotel and when he went to the door he heard the Danity Kane girls talking about him...he then went to his own room and had a meltdown...crying and talking about how they always show DK love and all DK does is talk about was really extra. But all ends well....Diddy tells them he loves them and that everything he put them through was called tough love....Dawn and Q make up and all is fabulous in Bad Boy land. Then at the live show all the groups perform but more importantly, Q and Dawn "claim" each other and get to kissing to prove it. I kind of love them....they really are cute.


Even better is that Danity Kane's album will be #1 in the country this week. Major props to DK for that. And Diddy's special announcement was that there is going to be a Making the Band Tour. Great.

But the BEST part about the finale was.....

D'Lila Star and Jessie James!!! Diddy bought his baby girls out to shine and did they....too cute!

Friday, March 21, 2008

Calling All TV-Nistas!

TV is back bitches!!! Spring has finally arrived, altho at least in my neck of the woods you can't tell...bitch had on a hat and gloves and the wind damn near knocked me down this morning! Anyway, with the arrival of Spring comes the return of new TV and our most favorite and dearly missed television shows. I again want to thank Family Guy, Project Runway, Intervention, Rob & Big and all the movies on Starz for keeping me entertained through this rough patch. Now let's get to it!!

Grey's Anatomy - Withdrawal isn't even the word. Seriously, I need to know what Dr. Bailey is feeling about the almost death of her son, the deterioration of her marriage, and the fact that her baby was saved by a faith healer. Baily IS medical science. Where does she go from here? Then there is the never-ending saga of what the hell Meredith is going to do about her relationship with McDreamy. She found out he kissed nurse Rose and she says this is why she doesn't give a shit about the house he is trying to build for them because she can't trust him. Oh the drama! Then George is trying to get his shit together and wants to be the George that he knows he can be -- the one who helped Bailey deliver her son and hence the baby was given his name. Yeah, I just want George to stop being so annoying and get better hair. But SERIOUSLY, I need Yang to get it poppin again! Like, I cried my river with the departure of Burke....I'm not even going to go there again. But both Yang and I are over it now. So what is going to happen now that Yang realized that being all pressed and crazy isn't what being a doctor is all about? Is she going to calm down and get back out there and find a new boo? Is she going to die if she doesn't get to work with that fugly bitch Dr. Hahn? I need to know! And I swear if I see a damn sex scene between Fugly Hahn and McSteamy I might have to boycott the show. I will literally throw up my Cheez Its.

Greys' returns April 24th at 9PM!

What else do we have to look forward to?

The Office - How I've missed thee! And thank the genius who invented Tivo! So I'm just waiting to see the gang at the paper company - Jim, Pam, Dwight, Kelly, Michael -- just everybody. Clearly Jan and Michael are still together even after he fucked up at her wrongful termination hearing because the first new episode has them hosting a dinner party at their house. HAHAHAHAHAHA! Seriously, just the thought of that makes me want to do the Papaya Dance!

The Office comes back April 10th at 9PM

Desperate Housewives - Well, I wasn't missing DH all that much but I am definitely ready to find out what secret Katherine is keeping and what Gabby is going to do now that she lost all of Carlos' money and Carlos is blind. I'll be watching.

DH is back April 13th at 9PM

30 Rock - I'm giddy at the thought of new 30 Rocks. All I can think about is when Kenneth became addicted to coffee. It just doesn't get any could he not be the lover boy in Mariah's new video?! Jack and Edie Falco broke up which was kinda sad but funny all at once. And Lemon harassing the people on the Co-op board to buy that apartment was hilarious. I can't wait to see what is coming up! I'm literally excited!!

30 Rock returns April 10th at 8:30 PM

Ugly Betty - TV Land is so drab without Marc, Amanda and Justin. Don't you agree? So what is going to happen now that Christina is going to carry Wilhelmina's baby she created with Bradford's sperm she stole from his corpse? What is going to happen with the drama with Betty and the hot Henry with his baby and baby motha now that Gio (he's so cute and little) loves her too? And Gabrielle Union (Renee) is dating that going to be for real for real? Time to get Ugly bitches!

Ugly Betty is back on April 24th at 8PM

To check out more of the shows you've been missing hit up!

One Of The BEST To Ever Do It Gets Her Star!

The gorgeous, divine and immensely talented Angela Bassett finally got her more than well deserved star on the Hollywood walk of fame. Angela is one of the most talented actors in the game period. Black or white, male or female. Angela has this innate ability to just become the person she is matter how big or small the role. She is amazing and while her Oscar is more than over due, I'm glad somebody made it their business to give this woman her Star-ruh! Congrats Angela!!

Adorable Slater is like back up son, this my mama's star right here! And cute lil Bronwyn is planning on getting one of those bad boys herself....following in Mommy's footsteps.

What a cute family! I love it!


Thursday, March 20, 2008

Well This Explains It

We all know that Mariah is the female Peter Pan and refuses to grow up. Thankfully, she took the time to explain to Parade Magazine a little bit of why she has unicorns in her videos and wears outfits that make her look like she is in 7th grade on her way to Sex Ed.

On Getting Older

"I’m eternally 12. And that 12-year-old inside me is an eternal optimist. I know what it feels like not to have fame or money, and I do still feel like that same person in many ways. Honestly, I don’t even have birthdays. I call them ‘anniversaries.’ It really is about being as young as you feel. Some people convince themselves they’re old, or they think, ‘I have to grow up now; I can’t have fun.’ I will still always choose a day at Disney World over a night in Las Vegas, because that’s who I am. "


A Lil Just Why In The Morning

One day I'm going to learn the age old lesson that if you don't have anything nice to say....but um, until that day.....seriously, I'm just going to need to know why. WHY?

D. Woods seriously, I understand deciding to wear a fugly dress to match your fugly hair because you know, keeping it theme-like is in. However, why go over board and wear sneakers?! And not even cute sneakers?! Are those Dereon? No seriously, I just need to know why you have to do being "the cool-outside-the-box one" so fugtasticly?

And seriously Aubrey? I thought Puff told you about looking clean and put together? Could you not get your roots done before the party? And seriously, Jem called and she wants her look back. You aren't doing it right. She's truly outrageous and you are SO not.

Audrena that bow is bigger than you are. Less is more sometimes. Or so I'm told.

Shannon and Dawn for the first time ever you have out shined your counterparts. Or something like that. Dawn I just really want to tell you that I hate those shoes. Why? The dress is cute and of all shoes I'm sure you had to choose from, really? Sigh....

Still loving the music tho, which I guess, is what is most important.

JLO, Max, and Emme Do People

So for $6 million dollars I'd pimp out my babies too. Don't all babies look tiny, cute, and squishy at 1 month old? At least Harlow was awake and giving us the finger. But all that to say, Max and Emme are cuties, so far, just as all babies are. Jennifer looks fab and extremely happy. I just can't wait to see Nahla.

Seriously, I just talked about these babies like I know them. Damn.

Update: I think I like this cover better.

ANTM: Buckwheat In a Headlock

OK so Fatima's armpit hair wasn't that serious but that was an entertaining moment for me in last night's episode of America's Next Top Model. Last night focused on Whitney, Dominique and Marvita. Whitney, the plus-sized model, clearly thinks she is fabulous, knows she's a bitch and doesn't like Dominique. Dominique, is trannyliscious, believes that she is already America's Next Top Model, and doesn't follow the phone list and thus missed her time on the phone. She and Whitney fought about the phone and Dominique called Whitney racist blah blah blah...boring. Not to mention, I hate when white people say they aren't racist because they have a black friend and um, everybody keeps telling me Dominique is white. In any case, and more importantly, Marvita, felt the weight of being ghetto and her traumatic life experiences coming down on her. She began to believe that she wasn't worthy.

The challenge was a Pose Off under the direction of the way too fierce Vogue 'inventor' Benny Ninja and model Vendala. Benny had the girls 'learn' how to pose for Catalogue, Commercial, and Couture. They were divided into teams and had to battle it out while The Kids gave two snaps, lemme fix my hair, and a shimmer applicay in a split formation for all the girls that posed with the fierceness. Personally, I didn't think any of them did anything great but I thought Dominique did well and I knew she would because she was amongst her people. When Whitney dropped in the split, as she saw one of the kids do, I was like well alright then -- you better work. Still don't like the bitch tho. Marvita was a mess. She just did the robot with a leg lift. BUT it didn't get no worse than Fatima. She literally started moving on top of the girl she was battling! She is such a weirdo. Anyway, the team Claire is on wins and they get to go to a swag tent and since Claire was the best on her team, she won a trip to Bora Bora. Nice.

Claire and Stacy Ann strike a pose ( Elle this one is for you - da bicycle!)

The photo shoot was a close up face shot with creative bendy/pointy hair and paint squirts on the face. This was prolly my favorite photo shoot to date. It was really simple but very artistic. During panel, Fatima's under arm hair was the focus and she said she doesn't shave. I mean, she is from Africa and I would think Tyra would understand that that is just something they prolly don't care too much about. Not to mention, while the hair was real visible, for her not to shave at all, it wasn't even that serious. But seriously, I'm glad they were sure to tell her that a models' primary duty is to be clean and shaved. So I'm sure she went home and hit that. Dominique took my favorite shot and I couldn't believe it. She actually looked pretty in her picture. She is never pretty to me. She has a beauty about her but she isn't pretty. She pulled it off and I was pleased. Marvita, like so many before her, let the pressure get to her and she was defeated. She didn't even try. But even without trying, I thought her picture was a good one. She looked sad and like she wished she could understand why she is who she is. I wish I could tell her she is going to be asking herself that question for the rest of her life. The real challenge is accepting who you are and loving yourself because of it.

Dominique does pretty in paint

Underarm hair and all, Fatima's face is ferosh

Lauren works the camera like nobody's business

There is beauty in Marvita's sadness

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Just For Giggles....

Altho this shit is really sad and not funny at all. has created a cartoon sketch video using actual audio of George W. Bush assuring us that all is well with the economy. He thinks all is well when the rates of foreclosures, car repossessions, gas prices and the cost of fuckin produce are beyond ridiculous. Not to mention due to the mortgage crisis Bear Sterns was sold for less than value of the building where they are headquartered. Not to mention five years later and we are still at war for no reason and all of the trillions of dollars spent on killing people senselessly could have been used to maintain and create a surge in our economy. Not to mention that the American dollar is pretty much worthless in every other continent AND is now even less than the damn Canadian dollar. But hey you know, dude says its all under control and he thanks his Secretary for working on this problem over the weekend. Yup. All you can do is shake your head, sigh, and pray for the miracle that is Barack.

The Boondocks - BET Is Destroying Black People

My girl P sent me the link to this Boondocks episode that was banned due to its controversial content. I had actually seen this episode with my girl WGB at a football party months ago and everyone at the party gathered around the laptop and laughed and shook their heads because everything discussed in this episode is sadly true. When 'Debra Lee' says "The destruction of black people is not happening fast enough! I saw three niggers reading and one them was smiling!" I was like WOW, that is some shit. And then one of the guys is talking about how BET will just take all of the shitty shows MTV did five years ago and make them black. Huey, of course, takes on the network by going on a hunger strike.

There really isn't anything to say that we don't already know. BET is a hot ass mess and since Debra Lee has taken over it has gone from bad to worse. I mean, the recent BET Honors awards show was wonderful and the BET Awards are always good but the real fact is BET has become a network that is no longer run by the people for the people. BET is a subsidiary of Viacom and they tell Debra Lee what to do. They know that black people like to watch themselves act a fool and degrade themselves and not only can we watch it on BET, Vh1 does that just as well for us too. They also know that young white people are the ones that can actually afford to spend massive amounts of money on Urban clothing and trying to do the whole Hip Hop thing so they have to make us look as dumb and hip hoppy as possible so the white kids get it.

In any case, if you haven't seen this already.....enjoy.

Happy 25th Birthday P!

Random Ish....

Mariah's album works.

Halle has named her baby girl Nahla Ariela Aubry and while I could do without the Ariela, I love the name Nahla - People

So um, somebody told Vivica she could pick the next great celebrity stylist. VH1's new show Glam God will be hosted by Viv and will have 20 contestants compete for the chance to dress the stars. The eight episode series searches for the stylist with the triple threat. Who can create the perfect look through hair, make-up and wardrobe. 'Glam God With Vivica A. Fox' is Slated to Premiere in Summer 2008. - YBF

What man wouldn't want to love Lauren London right down to her baby toe? - Necole Bitchie

Tell em why you mad son! Who felt the need to play the shit out of Mary J. Blige and put all her business on wax? None other than crackhead DMX. Why boo? What did Mary really do to make you so mad son? Damn....he hurt my feelings with this bullshit. - That's Not Hott!

Day 26 has a new video for their single Got Me Going. Boo.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Barack Obama Responds to The Detractors

Barack gave a press conference this afternoon addressing the fact that Race has become an issue within the campaign that is distorting what is important and misreporting his views and ideologies. For those that don't know, they are taking comments his pastor says and have turned them into a Barack must believe in everything this man says because he is his pastor. He keeps it so real, never once saying (and never has said) that he wasn't aware of the firm beliefs and feelings expressed by his pastor but that has nothing to do with what he personal believes and stands for.

How sad is it that this man can't just run his campaign based on the facts and his plans to rectify the wrong that has been done to this nation. Why must he be forced to EXPLAIN why he doesn't agree with his pastor? And whether he does or not...why is this an issue? How many times do you think Bush's pastor done promoted white supremacy and damn all the niggers? I hope that this brings closure to this bullshit but I doubt it because white people done took hold of this and they running with it. Hearing a black man say to a black church God Damn America is enough for them to believe that Barack is only for black people and he must be a fraud and he can't possibly want what is best for everyone in this country. The media is breaking this down ridiculously and we can only wait to see what impact this has on his campaign.

Update: Seriously, why don't they just bypass the bullshit and give this man the presidency now? Barack Obama made it clear to everyone that we all have real reason to feel a certain type of way about race relations in this country and being that he was even raised by a white Grandmother who loved her grandson with the black skin but has made racists comments and is scared when black men walk past her down the street. If that isn't social and racial brainwashing and ignorance at its best, I don't know what is.

While there are many political analyst and conservatives that still refuse to recognize Barack's brilliance, there have been many who have said his speech was not only necessary but it was historical. Change is coming. Can you feel it?

I had to post the full text of his speech:
We the people, in order to form a more perfect union."

Two hundred and twenty one years ago, in a hall that still stands across the street, a group of men gathered and, with these simple words, launched America's improbable experiment in democracy. Farmers and scholars; statesmen and patriots who had traveled across an ocean to escape tyranny and persecution finally made real their declaration of independence at a Philadelphia convention that lasted through the spring of 1787.

The document they produced was eventually signed but ultimately unfinished. It was stained by this nation's original sin of slavery, a question that divided the colonies and brought the convention to a stalemate until the founders chose to allow the slave trade to continue for at least twenty more years, and to leave any final resolution to future generations.

Of course, the answer to the slavery question was already embedded within our Constitution - a Constitution that had at is very core the ideal of equal citizenship under the law; a Constitution that promised its people liberty, and justice, and a union that could be and should be perfected over time.

And yet words on a parchment would not be enough to deliver slaves from bondage, or provide men and women of every color and creed their full rights and obligations as citizens of the United States. What would be needed were Americans in successive generations who were willing to do their part - through protests and struggle, on the streets and in the courts, through a civil war and civil disobedience and always at great risk - to narrow that gap between the promise of our ideals and the reality of their time.

This was one of the tasks we set forth at the beginning of this campaign - to continue the long march of those who came before us, a march for a more just, more equal, more free, more caring and more prosperous America. I chose to run for the presidency at this moment in history because I believe deeply that we cannot solve the challenges of our time unless we solve them together - unless we perfect our union by understanding that we may have different stories, but we hold common hopes; that we may not look the same and we may not have come from the same place, but we all want to move in the same direction - towards a better future for of children and our grandchildren.

This belief comes from my unyielding faith in the decency and generosity of the American people. But it also comes from my own American story.

I am the son of a black man from Kenya and a white woman from Kansas. I was raised with the help of a white grandfather who survived a Depression to serve in Patton's Army during World War II and a white grandmother who worked on a bomber assembly line at Fort Leavenworth while he was overseas. I've gone to some of the best schools in America and lived in one of the world's poorest nations. I am married to a black American who carries within her the blood of slaves and slaveowners - an inheritance we pass on to our two precious daughters. I have brothers, sisters, nieces, nephews, uncles and cousins, of every race and every hue, scattered across three continents, and for as long as I live, I will never forget that in no other country on Earth is my story even possible.

It's a story that hasn't made me the most conventional candidate. But it is a story that has seared into my genetic makeup the idea that this nation is more than the sum of its parts - that out of many, we are truly one.

Throughout the first year of this campaign, against all predictions to the contrary, we saw how hungry the American people were for this message of unity. Despite the temptation to view my candidacy through a purely racial lens, we won commanding victories in states with some of the whitest populations in the country. In South Carolina, where the Confederate Flag still flies, we built a powerful coalition of African Americans and white Americans.

This is not to say that race has not been an issue in the campaign. At various stages in the campaign, some commentators have deemed me either "too black" or "not black enough." We saw racial tensions bubble to the surface during the week before the South Carolina primary. The press has scoured every exit poll for the latest evidence of racial polarization, not just in terms of white and black, but black and brown as well.

And yet, it has only been in the last couple of weeks that the discussion of race in this campaign has taken a particularly divisive turn.

On one end of the spectrum, we've heard the implication that my candidacy is somehow an exercise in affirmative action; that it's based solely on the desire of wide-eyed liberals to purchase racial reconciliation on the cheap. On the other end, we've heard my former pastor, Reverend Jeremiah Wright, use incendiary language to express views that have the potential not only to widen the racial divide, but views that denigrate both the greatness and the goodness of our nation; that rightly offend white and black alike.

I have already condemned, in unequivocal terms, the statements of Reverend Wright that have caused such controversy. For some, nagging questions remain. Did I know him to be an occasionally fierce critic of American domestic and foreign policy? Of course. Did I ever hear him make remarks that could be considered controversial while I sat in church? Yes. Did I strongly disagree with many of his political views? Absolutely - just as I'm sure many of you have heard remarks from your pastors, priests, or rabbis with which you strongly disagreed.

But the remarks that have caused this recent firestorm weren't simply controversial. They weren't simply a religious leader's effort to speak out against perceived injustice. Instead, they expressed a profoundly distorted view of this country - a view that sees white racism as endemic, and that elevates what is wrong with America above all that we know is right with America; a view that sees the conflicts in the Middle East as rooted primarily in the actions of stalwart allies like Israel, instead of emanating from the perverse and hateful ideologies of radical Islam.

As such, Reverend Wright's comments were not only wrong but divisive, divisive at a time when we need unity; racially charged at a time when we need to come together to solve a set of monumental problems - two wars, a terrorist threat, a falling economy, a chronic health care crisis and potentially devastating climate change; problems that are neither black or white or Latino or Asian, but rather problems that confront us all.

Given my background, my politics, and my professed values and ideals, there will no doubt be those for whom my statements of condemnation are not enough. Why associate myself with Reverend Wright in the first place, they may ask? Why not join another church? And I confess that if all that I knew of Reverend Wright were the snippets of those sermons that have run in an endless loop on the television and You Tube, or if Trinity United Church of Christ conformed to the caricatures being peddled by some commentators, there is no doubt that I would react in much the same way

But the truth is, that isn't all that I know of the man. The man I met more than twenty years ago is a man who helped introduce me to my Christian faith, a man who spoke to me about our obligations to love one another; to care for the sick and lift up the poor. He is a man who served his country as a U.S. Marine; who has studied and lectured at some of the finest universities and seminaries in the country, and who for over thirty years led a church that serves the community by doing God's work here on Earth - by housing the homeless, ministering to the needy, providing day care services and scholarships and prison ministries, and reaching out to those suffering from HIV/AIDS.

In my first book, Dreams From My Father, I described the experience of my first service at Trinity:

"People began to shout, to rise from their seats and clap and cry out, a forceful wind carrying the reverend's voice up into the rafters....And in that single note - hope! - I heard something else; at the foot of that cross, inside the thousands of churches across the city, I imagined the stories of ordinary black people merging with the stories of David and Goliath, Moses and Pharaoh, the Christians in the lion's den, Ezekiel's field of dry bones. Those stories - of survival, and freedom, and hope - became our story, my story; the blood that had spilled was our blood, the tears our tears; until this black church, on this bright day, seemed once more a vessel carrying the story of a people into future generations and into a larger world. Our trials and triumphs became at once unique and universal, black and more than black; in chronicling our journey, the stories and songs gave us a means to reclaim memories that we didn't need to feel shame about...memories that all people might study and cherish - and with which we could start to rebuild."

That has been my experience at Trinity. Like other predominantly black churches across the country, Trinity embodies the black community in its entirety - the doctor and the welfare mom, the model student and the former gang-banger. Like other black churches, Trinity's services are full of raucous laughter and sometimes bawdy humor. They are full of dancing, clapping, screaming and shouting that may seem jarring to the untrained ear. The church contains in full the kindness and cruelty, the fierce intelligence and the shocking ignorance, the struggles and successes, the love and yes, the bitterness and bias that make up the black experience in America.

And this helps explain, perhaps, my relationship with Reverend Wright. As imperfect as he may be, he has been like family to me. He strengthened my faith, officiated my wedding, and baptized my children. Not once in my conversations with him have I heard him talk about any ethnic group in derogatory terms, or treat whites with whom he interacted with anything but courtesy and respect. He contains within him the contradictions - the good and the bad - of the community that he has served diligently for so many years.

I can no more disown him than I can disown the black community. I can no more disown him than I can my white grandmother - a woman who helped raise me, a woman who sacrificed again and again for me, a woman who loves me as much as she loves anything in this world, but a woman who once confessed her fear of black men who passed by her on the street, and who on more than one occasion has uttered racial or ethnic stereotypes that made me cringe.

These people are a part of me. And they are a part of America, this country that I love.

Some will see this as an attempt to justify or excuse comments that are simply inexcusable. I can assure you it is not. I suppose the politically safe thing would be to move on from this episode and just hope that it fades into the woodwork. We can dismiss Reverend Wright as a crank or a demagogue, just as some have dismissed Geraldine Ferraro, in the aftermath of her recent statements, as harboring some deep-seated racial bias.

But race is an issue that I believe this nation cannot afford to ignore right now. We would be making the same mistake that Reverend Wright made in his offending sermons about America - to simplify and stereotype and amplify the negative to the point that it distorts reality.

The fact is that the comments that have been made and the issues that have surfaced over the last few weeks reflect the complexities of race in this country that we've never really worked through - a part of our union that we have yet to perfect. And if we walk away now, if we simply retreat into our respective corners, we will never be able to come together and solve challenges like health care, or education, or the need to find good jobs for every American.

Understanding this reality requires a reminder of how we arrived at this point. As William Faulkner once wrote, "The past isn't dead and buried. In fact, it isn't even past." We do not need to recite here the history of racial injustice in this country. But we do need to remind ourselves that so many of the disparities that exist in the African-American community today can be directly traced to inequalities passed on from an earlier generation that suffered under the brutal legacy of slavery and Jim Crow.

Segregated schools were, and are, inferior schools; we still haven't fixed them, fifty years after Brown v. Board of Education, and the inferior education they provided, then and now, helps explain the pervasive achievement gap between today's black and white students.

Legalized discrimination - where blacks were prevented, often through violence, from owning property, or loans were not granted to African-American business owners, or black homeowners could not access FHA mortgages, or blacks were excluded from unions, or the police force, or fire departments - meant that black families could not amass any meaningful wealth to bequeath to future generations. That history helps explain the wealth and income gap between black and white, and the concentrated pockets of poverty that persists in so many of today's urban and rural communities.

A lack of economic opportunity among black men, and the shame and frustration that came from not being able to provide for one's family, contributed to the erosion of black families - a problem that welfare policies for many years may have worsened. And the lack of basic services in so many urban black neighborhoods - parks for kids to play in, police walking the beat, regular garbage pick-up and building code enforcement - all helped create a cycle of violence, blight and neglect that continue to haunt us.

This is the reality in which Reverend Wright and other African-Americans of his generation grew up. They came of age in the late fifties and early sixties, a time when segregation was still the law of the land and opportunity was systematically constricted. What's remarkable is not how many failed in the face of discrimination, but rather how many men and women overcame the odds; how many were able to make a way out of no way for those like me who would come after them.

But for all those who scratched and clawed their way to get a piece of the American Dream, there were many who didn't make it - those who were ultimately defeated, in one way or another, by discrimination. That legacy of defeat was passed on to future generations - those young men and increasingly young women who we see standing on street corners or languishing in our prisons, without hope or prospects for the future. Even for those blacks who did make it, questions of race, and racism, continue to define their worldview in fundamental ways. For the men and women of Reverend Wright's generation, the memories of humiliation and doubt and fear have not gone away; nor has the anger and the bitterness of those years. That anger may not get expressed in public, in front of white co-workers or white friends. But it does find voice in the barbershop or around the kitchen table. At times, that anger is exploited by politicians, to gin up votes along racial lines, or to make up for a politician's own failings.

And occasionally it finds voice in the church on Sunday morning, in the pulpit and in the pews. The fact that so many people are surprised to hear that anger in some of Reverend Wright's sermons simply reminds us of the old truism that the most segregated hour in American life occurs on Sunday morning. That anger is not always productive; indeed, all too often it distracts attention from solving real problems; it keeps us from squarely facing our own complicity in our condition, and prevents the African-American community from forging the alliances it needs to bring about real change. But the anger is real; it is powerful; and to simply wish it away, to condemn it without understanding its roots, only serves to widen the chasm of misunderstanding that exists between the races.

In fact, a similar anger exists within segments of the white community. Most working- and middle-class white Americans don't feel that they have been particularly privileged by their race. Their experience is the immigrant experience - as far as they're concerned, no one's handed them anything, they've built it from scratch. They've worked hard all their lives, many times only to see their jobs shipped overseas or their pension dumped after a lifetime of labor. They are anxious about their futures, and feel their dreams slipping away; in an era of stagnant wages and global competition, opportunity comes to be seen as a zero sum game, in which your dreams come at my expense. So when they are told to bus their children to a school across town; when they hear that an African American is getting an advantage in landing a good job or a spot in a good college because of an injustice that they themselves never committed; when they're told that their fears about crime in urban neighborhoods are somehow prejudiced, resentment builds over time.

Like the anger within the black community, these resentments aren't always expressed in polite company. But they have helped shape the political landscape for at least a generation. Anger over welfare and affirmative action helped forge the Reagan Coalition. Politicians routinely exploited fears of crime for their own electoral ends. Talk show hosts and conservative commentators built entire careers unmasking bogus claims of racism while dismissing legitimate discussions of racial injustice and inequality as mere political correctness or reverse racism.

Just as black anger often proved counterproductive, so have these white resentments distracted attention from the real culprits of the middle class squeeze - a corporate culture rife with inside dealing, questionable accounting practices, and short-term greed; a Washington dominated by lobbyists and special interests; economic policies that favor the few over the many. And yet, to wish away the resentments of white Americans, to label them as misguided or even racist, without recognizing they are grounded in legitimate concerns - this too widens the racial divide, and blocks the path to understanding.

This is where we are right now. It's a racial stalemate we've been stuck in for years. Contrary to the claims of some of my critics, black and white, I have never been so naïve as to believe that we can get beyond our racial divisions in a single election cycle, or with a single candidacy - particularly a candidacy as imperfect as my own.

But I have asserted a firm conviction - a conviction rooted in my faith in God and my faith in the American people - that working together we can move beyond some of our old racial wounds, and that in fact we have no choice is we are to continue on the path of a more perfect union.

For the African-American community, that path means embracing the burdens of our past without becoming victims of our past. It means continuing to insist on a full measure of justice in every aspect of American life. But it also means binding our particular grievances - for better health care, and better schools, and better jobs - to the larger aspirations of all Americans -- the white woman struggling to break the glass ceiling, the white man whose been laid off, the immigrant trying to feed his family. And it means taking full responsibility for own lives - by demanding more from our fathers, and spending more time with our children, and reading to them, and teaching them that while they may face challenges and discrimination in their own lives, they must never succumb to despair or cynicism; they must always believe that they can write their own destiny.

Ironically, this quintessentially American - and yes, conservative - notion of self-help found frequent expression in Reverend Wright's sermons. But what my former pastor too often failed to understand is that embarking on a program of self-help also requires a belief that society can change.

The profound mistake of Reverend Wright's sermons is not that he spoke about racism in our society. It's that he spoke as if our society was static; as if no progress has been made; as if this country - a country that has made it possible for one of his own members to run for the highest office in the land and build a coalition of white and black; Latino and Asian, rich and poor, young and old -- is still irrevocably bound to a tragic past. But what we know -- what we have seen - is that America can change. That is true genius of this nation. What we have already achieved gives us hope - the audacity to hope - for what we can and must achieve tomorrow.

In the white community, the path to a more perfect union means acknowledging that what ails the African-American community does not just exist in the minds of black people; that the legacy of discrimination - and current incidents of discrimination, while less overt than in the past - are real and must be addressed. Not just with words, but with deeds - by investing in our schools and our communities; by enforcing our civil rights laws and ensuring fairness in our criminal justice system; by providing this generation with ladders of opportunity that were unavailable for previous generations. It requires all Americans to realize that your dreams do not have to come at the expense of my dreams; that investing in the health, welfare, and education of black and brown and white children will ultimately help all of America prosper.

In the end, then, what is called for is nothing more, and nothing less, than what all the world's great religions demand - that we do unto others as we would have them do unto us. Let us be our brother's keeper, Scripture tells us. Let us be our sister's keeper. Let us find that common stake we all have in one another, and let our politics reflect that spirit as well.

For we have a choice in this country. We can accept a politics that breeds division, and conflict, and cynicism. We can tackle race only as spectacle - as we did in the OJ trial - or in the wake of tragedy, as we did in the aftermath of Katrina - or as fodder for the nightly news. We can play Reverend Wright's sermons on every channel, every day and talk about them from now until the election, and make the only question in this campaign whether or not the American people think that I somehow believe or sympathize with his most offensive words. We can pounce on some gaffe by a Hillary supporter as evidence that she's playing the race card, or we can speculate on whether white men will all flock to John McCain in the general election regardless of his policies.

We can do that.

But if we do, I can tell you that in the next election, we'll be talking about some other distraction. And then another one. And then another one. And nothing will change.

That is one option. Or, at this moment, in this election, we can come together and say, "Not this time." This time we want to talk about the crumbling schools that are stealing the future of black children and white children and Asian children and Hispanic children and Native American children. This time we want to reject the cynicism that tells us that these kids can't learn; that those kids who don't look like us are somebody else's problem. The children of America are not those kids, they are our kids, and we will not let them fall behind in a 21st century economy. Not this time.

This time we want to talk about how the lines in the Emergency Room are filled with whites and blacks and Hispanics who do not have health care; who don't have the power on their own to overcome the special interests in Washington, but who can take them on if we do it together.

This time we want to talk about the shuttered mills that once provided a decent life for men and women of every race, and the homes for sale that once belonged to Americans from every religion, every region, every walk of life. This time we want to talk about the fact that the real problem is not that someone who doesn't look like you might take your job; it's that the corporation you work for will ship it overseas for nothing more than a profit.

This time we want to talk about the men and women of every color and creed who serve together, and fight together, and bleed together under the same proud flag. We want to talk about how to bring them home from a war that never should've been authorized and never should've been waged, and we want to talk about how we'll show our patriotism by caring for them, and their families, and giving them the benefits they have earned.

I would not be running for President if I didn't believe with all my heart that this is what the vast majority of Americans want for this country. This union may never be perfect, but generation after generation has shown that it can always be perfected. And today, whenever I find myself feeling doubtful or cynical about this possibility, what gives me the most hope is the next generation - the young people whose attitudes and beliefs and openness to change have already made history in this election.

There is one story in particularly that I'd like to leave you with today - a story I told when I had the great honor of speaking on Dr. King's birthday at his home church, Ebenezer Baptist, in Atlanta.

There is a young, twenty-three year old white woman named Ashley Baia who organized for our campaign in Florence, South Carolina. She had been working to organize a mostly African-American community since the beginning of this campaign, and one day she was at a roundtable discussion where everyone went around telling their story and why they were there.

And Ashley said that when she was nine years old, her mother got cancer. And because she had to miss days of work, she was let go and lost her health care. They had to file for bankruptcy, and that's when Ashley decided that she had to do something to help her mom.

She knew that food was one of their most expensive costs, and so Ashley convinced her mother that what she really liked and really wanted to eat more than anything else was mustard and relish sandwiches. Because that was the cheapest way to eat.

She did this for a year until her mom got better, and she told everyone at the roundtable that the reason she joined our campaign was so that she could help the millions of other children in the country who want and need to help their parents too.

Now Ashley might have made a different choice. Perhaps somebody told her along the way that the source of her mother's problems were blacks who were on welfare and too lazy to work, or Hispanics who were coming into the country illegally. But she didn't. She sought out allies in her fight against injustice.

Anyway, Ashley finishes her story and then goes around the room and asks everyone else why they're supporting the campaign. They all have different stories and reasons. Many bring up a specific issue. And finally they come to this elderly black man who's been sitting there quietly the entire time. And Ashley asks him why he's there. And he does not bring up a specific issue. He does not say health care or the economy. He does not say education or the war. He does not say that he was there because of Barack Obama. He simply says to everyone in the room, "I am here because of Ashley."

"I'm here because of Ashley." By itself, that single moment of recognition between that young white girl and that old black man is not enough. It is not enough to give health care to the sick, or jobs to the jobless, or education to our children.

But it is where we start. It is where our union grows stronger. And as so many generations have come to realize over the course of the two-hundred and twenty one years since a band of patriots signed that document in Philadelphia, that is where the perfection begins.


Making The Band - What Happened To Donnie?

So I stopped posting about Making the Band because I was bored with the show. Of course I was still watching but nothing made me feel like talking about it. However, last night's episode just got me to wondering a few things. The first being, where is Donnie? Second, why did Diddy let D. Woods keep that atrocious wig piece? And lastly, why am no longer pumped about Day 26 other than the fact that I hate their name, Robert's face just displays BitchAssNess on a regula, and Brian looks like a leprechaun with sliced up eyebrows and cornrows?

What I do know is that when Day 26 performed at the club it was a mess of all proportions. How retarded are they? How do you say we would like to introduce ourselves and then no one says anything? That doesn't have anything to do with being new to the game. That's just plain ole DumbAssNess. And I guess they were better at the showcase -- after the technical difficulties -- but I just still wasn't impressed.

What I really know is that Danity Kane's CD Welcome to the Dollhouse is a must buy! I feel like they may have actually managed to top their last album and that is saying a lot because their last album still gets put into rotation. But let us just discuss a few things.

I think I mentioned in a previous post that Shannon's carrot top hair needed to go. Thank you Diddy for seeing what I see. He prolly reads the blog. And Shannon's lighter do' is a major improvement and she no longer looks like an orange soccer mom. I think I mentioned that Aubrey is a dirty skeezer who looks a triflin mess most always. Thank you Diddy for seeing what I see. Thank you for telling her that she needs to look clean and get rid of all that extra make-up and weave. I mean, while it doesn't help her a whole lot, much improved. And I'm pretty sure I mentioned that Dawn, unfortunately, is fug. Thank you Diddy for not only seeing what I see but finding the best way to say she is fug without really saying it. "And Dawn, you know, we haven't even scratched the surface on your beauty yet. We have work to do." Right. The good thing is that I happen to think Dawn is growing into her face and she is working it as best she can. I feel like that Bobble headed girl who couldn't even tell Q she was pretty is starting to find her sexy. A good weave and some make-up will do that for you. And Dawn, who actually happens to be my favorite, deserves it. And I think I mentioned that the little chipmunk looking one Aundrena is cute (with make-up) and all she needed was a new hair do and it worked. But I think it is has been all over the blogosphere that D. Woods' head piece is all kinds of horrendous and when their hair was done, me and my girls were like but wait, D. Woods isn't finished yet. Oh but she was. Had little blonde bits in the back of the shag and everything. Clearly, Diddy saw something a lil different in that case but 4 out of 5 ain't bad.

Mkay so then during like each commercial break Diddy kept reminding us to buy the band's albums. Where is Donnie's album? I mean, why come Donnie can't get no love? I thought they were all working towards finishing the album. Maybe Donnie is part of Diddy's major announcement he'll be making this Sunday on the season finale.

So um, I guess we'll just have to stay tuned to see what happens with that. In the mean time, I am ready for some DK. Welcome to the Dollhouse bitches!!

Intervention: A Lil Just Why In The Morning

Mkay memba when Amy's people were reporting that the reason her mouth was swollen was because of a icky scratchy condition called Impetigo? She was supposedly taking antibiotics and while it is contagious, they had it all under control. So why in da hell does she have all this extra shit on her face?! Clearly antibiotics and heroine don't mix and this shit is spreading! She looks disgusting and scary. Like this shit is just not cool and after watching last night's episode of Intervention I am convinced that there just isn't saving anybody who doesn't want to be saved.

Last night on Intervention there was this guy named Lawrence who came from an abusive and very difficult childhood but managed to become very successful and owned his own business. He was cute and had everything going for him. But he became a severe alcoholic and he had these horrendous bruises all over his body from cirrhosis of the liver and one finger was purple and stuck out like E.T. It was the saddest thing ever. His family tried to help him but he refused to believe he had a problem. Lawrence died just a few weeks ago.

I really need Amy to get her shit together. She is going to meet the same fate as so many before her. So successful, so talented, so young, a genius in her own right but her demons got the best of her. Dammit Amy!

Monday, March 17, 2008

How Come No One Told DMX Crack is Wack?

So um, XXL recently interviewed DMX and questioned him about a variety of things concerning his new gospel album, the fact that he doesn't think about music becoming digital, and his thoughts on Barack Obama. Please take a look at what your boy said.

XXL: Are you following the presidential race?
DMX: Not at all.

XXL: You’re not? You know there’s a Black guy running, Barack Obama and then there’s Hillary Clinton.
DMX: His name is Barack?!

XXL: Barack Obama, yeah.
DMX: Barack?!

XXL: Barack.
DMX: What the fuck is a Barack?! Barack Obama. Where he from, Africa?

XXL: Yeah, his dad is from Kenya.
DMX: Barack Obama?

XXL: Yeah.
DMX: What the fuck?! That ain’t no fuckin’ name, yo. That ain’t that nigga’s name. You can’t be serious. Barack Obama. Get the fuck outta here.

XXL: You’re telling me you haven’t heard about him before.
DMX: I ain’t really paying much attention.

XXL: I mean, it’s pretty big if a Black…
DMX: Wow, Barack! The nigga’s name is Barack. Barack? Nigga named Barack Obama. What the fuck, man?! Is he serious? That ain’t his fuckin’ name. Ima tell this nigga when I see him, “Stop that bullshit. Stop that bullshit” [laughs] “That ain’t your fuckin’ name.” Your momma ain’t name you no damn Barack.

XXL: So you’re not following the race. You can’t vote right?
DMX: Nope.

XXL: Is that why you’re not following it?
DMX: No, because it’s just-it doesn’t matter. They’re gonna do what they’re gonna do. It doesn’t really make a difference. These are the last years.

XXL: But it would be pretty big if we had a first Black president. That would be huge.
DMX: I mean, I guess…. What, they gon’ give a dog a bone? There you go. Ooh, we have a Black president now. They should’ve done that shit a long time ago, we wouldn’t be in the fuckin’ position we in now. With world war coming up right now. They done fucked this shit up then give it to the Black people, “Here you take it. Take my mess.”

XXL: Right, exactly.
DMX: It’s all a fuckin’ setup. It’s all a setup. All fuckin’ bullshit. All bullshit. I don’t give a fuck about none of that.

XXL: We could have a female president also, Hillary Clinton.
DMX: I mean, either way it doesn’t matter. I don’t care. No one person is directly affected by which president, you know, so what does it matter.

XXL: Yeah, but the country is.
DMX: I guess. The president is a puppet anyway. The president don’t make no damn decisions.

XXL: The president…they don’t have that much authority basically?
Nah, never.

XXL: But Bush pretty much…
DMX: You think Bush is making fuckin’ decisions?

XXL: He did, yeah, he fucked up the country.
DMX: He act like he making decisions. He could barely speak! He could barely fuckin’ speak!
Can’t be serious. He ain’t making no damn decisions.

XXL: Well Barack has a good chance of winning so that might be something.
DMX: Good for him, good for him.

DMX is a mess of major proportions. Like, he really is a mess and I hope someone sends him to Promises immediately. More importantly, I understand what he is saying and actually agree with a lot of it. NOT the part about him talking about Barack's name and being completely unaware about what is going on in the country he lives in BUT in regards to the scores of black men who have no voice because they have no vote due to incarceration. So why should they bother to pay attention? I mean clearly DMX is living in a crack world under a rock somewhere because even Peppito on the corner who don't speak no English knows who the fuck Barack is. But I think more than anything, DMX is a representation of black men who don't think that they play any role in this country and they have already been thrown away so why care about who can possibly come and change the system? They have already been discarded so nothing anyone says or does will help them anyway. They will still be convicted felons, still won't be able to get jobs, and will still be looked down upon by those that have the power.

He is also VERY right about the fact that the white man has fucked up this country and now that it is in the shitter sure, we'll give it to the black man and see what he can do. Because I hope we all know that yes, Barack will be President, but he will be blamed for EVERYTHING that was ALREADY fucked up. It is going to take more than two terms for the president to undo everything BUSH destroyed and if Barack can't fix it immediately then it will be all his fault. But I think he knows this and its a good thing he doesn't care. We need him despite all that. And YES BUSH is a fuckin puppet. And he is right that technically BUSH isn't the one responsible for the state we are in. His advisers and everyone around him who are in it for themselves told him what to do and he just did it. And DMX is right....Bush can barely speak! He is fuckin tap dancing and gigglin while he waits for McCain instead of addressing questions pertaining to our economy.

All that to say...while DMX is a hot ass mess and I wish he would put the pipe down. I feel like underneath all that dude is speaking the truth.

To read the entire interview click: Detox Boo. Please.

Toccara Sez Fuck That!

Mkay so I started watch Celebrity Fit Club Boot Camp with the Rookies versus the Second Chancers and I was bored. However since I know this is about to pop off, I will definitely be watching! Toccara is a Second Chancer because she just wants to tone up and stuff. I mean if you've seen her lately, she looks amazing. But clearly, in between the carrots and the working out Toccara didn't feel the judges appreciated her hard work and went off....I wish her voice didn't get so high and squeaky when she was screaming and crying because it is hard to understand what she is saying. However, you know she is mad and then Dr. Ian keeps saying Toccara have some class which only fuels her fire and then the white bitch in the middle gets up and I though Toccara was goin knock that bitches tooth out. I kinda wish she did.

Mariah Does SNL And We All Could Have Had A V8

Don't know if you guys bothered to watch Mariah, who filled in for Janet, on Saturday Night Live but um, she was the absolute worst. We all know Mimi is rhythmically challenged but seriously, this bitch literally stood in one spot the whole time and the only thing she moved were her hands and that was just to demonstrate the "touch my body" part. She is boring as all hell and let us not forget that the song isn't even that great. She sang another song called "Migrate" featuring T-Pain who is so beyond fugly and was lookin like Flava Flav's little brother. At least during that performance Mariah swayed from side to side but more importantly, that song is a mess. It fuckin sucks.

I knew it would be hard for her to top Emancipation but her performance and her first two singles have only made it official that I don't need her album and I will never pay money to see her live. Boo and boo.