The Freaks Come Out for Halloween
What is wrong with people? On Saturaday night I'm walking to dinner and see not one, but TWO white boys dressed up in black face for Halloween. Did they not learn that racist costumes are unacceptable from the boys at UA and Prince Harry?Now there's a new Web site to add to your favorites just in time for the scariest day of the year...
Yep, that's right! A place for people of all colors and walks of life to come together in harmony to express themselves and share ideas.
IS THIS A JOKE?? It's completely inappropriate and ridiculous if you ask me. I get the humor, but come on. This is only going to encourage ignorance among a whole gang of already ignorant people. Niggaspace is more like a mockery of MySpace than any site that people are going to take seriously. It's like a Saturday Night Live skit...it's funny for a minute and then it's over. But perhaps I'll be proven wrong and Niggaspace will replace the always lame Blackplanet.com.
This is the best part of the story:
"The site is in no way meant to be racist," he told FishbowlNY today. The domain name was purchased in February, "Tyrone" says, with the intention of creating an alternative to MySpace where "black people can feel comfortable." "Tyrone," though, says Niggaspace is for everyone, not just blacks.
I will surely be asking my white friends if they plan on working on their Niggaspace profiles this week.
My BFF Joan
I wish I were talking about Joan from Girlfriends...I truly do love her. Isn't she spectacular?
I feel about her the way I think a lot of white women feel about Carrie from Sex and the City. It's like a girl-crush. She's not traditionally beautiful, but her aura is so magnetic. I want to be on that show! But I watched a new episode Monday night and I must say that without Toni, the vibe just isn't the same. Lynn isn't a strong enough character to carry an episode which is what she did in this latest episode. Needless to say I was not impressed. Hopefully things will get better...but regardless of how quickly the show's slippery slope tilts, I'm still a Joan fan for life.
But no, no, my friends, it's not Girlfriends Joan that is my BFF. Brace yourself...I had another run in with the other Joan - Joan Rivers - last night.
A guy here at the office who is a big Joan fan mentioned that he wanted to watch her stand-up act on Bravo because he wouldn't be at home when it aired. I volunteered that I could tape it (while simultaneously revealing that I had no Tuesday night plans and that I'm the only backwards individual in Manhattan that still owns a VCR).
Because the guy that requested the tape is a big dog around these parts, I didn't want to screw up the delicate dubbing process. So I suffered through an entire hour of Joan's ranting when I should have been diving nose first into the book I'm reading. (Prep. Pretty good. Check it out.)
Bottom line is, this woman is crazy. She hates old people. She hates kids. She hates ugly people. She wishes she had taught her daughter how to give blow jobs instead of how to be a smart independent woman because she could have been Monica Lewinsky and they would all be rich.
That poor old lady. She's just so strange. While her face looks as mangled as it did when I saw her in person a couple of weeks ago, her body is fairly taught and well-lipo'd for her age.Anyway, just thought I'd share. I still haven't figured out why Joan R resurfaced in my life a second time, but let's hope there's no "third time's a charm" in my future.
