Friday, March 26, 2004

Just Because

I was reading an article in BlackAmericaWeb about Omarosa of "The Apprentice." In it, various people, including the dean of Howard's School of Communications, who is on Omarosa's dissertation committee, seem to accept Omarosa's claims that she was the victim of malicious editing, and that she handled herself with dignity.

Dignity my ass!

To call a woman lazy, just because she's black, is racism, pure and simple.

To say that you can't call a woman lazy, just because she's black, is just as racist.

I can't imagine the difficulty of being a black in America, and having to deal with a legacy of racism and prejudice that is still very strong. On the other hand, cheering on an ex-athlete who brutally murdered his wife doesn't seem like a good way to combat that racism and prejudice.

If I were black, I'd find it insulting that people saw a cruel, malingering, untruthful, emotionally unstable Omarosa as a role model for black women in the world of business.
The Pick

The following link, courtesy of Lang Whitaker of Slam Online, must be read to be believed.

Dr. Friedrich Bischinger believes that society should encourage people to pick their noses and eat the dried remains.

Wednesday, March 24, 2004

The Ill for All Cures: The Middle East

The madness and unimaginable hatred throughout the Middle East continually enrage and depress me. I refuse to comment on the endless series of conflicts which started hundreds of years ago, and now simmer on like some breeder reactor of malice.

This story, about a mentally retarded Palestinian boy whom some people convinced to wear 18 pounds of explosives to an West Bank checkpoint, is, alas, far too typical. Fortunately, it does have a happy ending; thanks to a yellow robot (read the story) the boy was able to shed his vest and escape a fiery doom.

It's the little details that are the most touching/infuriating. Preparing for his death, the boy gave his candy to friends and neighbors, and finally got the haircut his mother wanted. When she asked him why he was being so nice, he simply said, "I just want you to be happy with me."

Of course, the final words should belong to the boys brother: "The ones who sent him are stupid, because the army will give him two slaps and he will tell them who sent him."