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    Archive for January 12th, 2009

    Grrrrrrrrrrrrrl!

    The sad part is Ann Coulter, I believe, has half a point. The positive reinforcement of being a single mom is stupid. We should praise single moms, or married moms, moms in general, who take care of their kids the best they can. Dads as well. Being a parent is hard. Duh!

    But the praising of let’s say, Smiley, from the Flavor of Love is wrong. Smiley was a stripper and would get all defensive about it, saying it was to support her kids. Then the fat lady from The Parkers would congratulate her for willing to do anything for her kids. Meanwhile she has been on two reality TV shows, I am sure her latch-key kids were fine eating ice cream for dinner and raping old ladies.

    Whatever be a stripper, be a reality tv whore, but you can’t deny that this will have a profound affect on the way your children see you, how they see themselves and therefore, how they relate to the world. Is single parenting the cause of criminal behaviors such as rape? No, that’s retarded. But it probably has something to do with it, but everything has something to do with it.

    Ann Coulter, however, is too much of a crazy-right-wing-bitch for anyone to concede that she might even be partly right. I wonder if she was raised by a single mother?

    Now the thing that is really annoying, is her talking about how biracial celebrities identify with their “black” sides. *sigh* The sad truth is white people will never understand race.

    So, I’m going to tell you, straight from the mouth of this here, brownie.

    It doesn’t matter that *I* am Hispanic. I don’t “look hispanic,” not that any of you actually knows what that means, but that’s another story. The fact of the matter is, is that when you look at me, you see an African American person. (I am from central america, not very close to Africa)

    But, because everyone treats me as though I am an African American, I can claim and identify with, how do I put this, the “black struggle.” (now it’s debatable about whether or not there is actually any struggle nowadays, but that is ANOTHER story)

    Kind of like, when someone walks around like they’re important, wears a suit and speaks with authority at you, you kind of just assume that they are important and treat them as such, without really thinking about if this guy is a doorman.

    Basically, because the world relates to me, as though I was black, I become black. Race is a social construct. Hallelujah, throw your fist up, fuck da po-leese, nah mean? Word is bond. I can say the nigger word as often as I please.

    Barack Obama and Halle Berry look black, therefore the world will relate to them as though they were all black. So, they can identify with their blackness as though they were only black (not that either of them do that) because everyone else made them have to.

    I don’t care, but everyone else cares, so now I have to care. Is how our society works, else I would walk around in a slanket, eating biscuits out of a bucket and taking a shit in your office space.

    I hate gettin’ all niggerific, but I was made a token today. *snaps fingers*

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