I’m really concerned about what kind of spice he’s referring to. Is it curries, like Indian spice? Or chilies, like Latin spice? Or geriatric, like Old Spice?
COME ON KWEENS. BE SPECIFIC WITH YOUR BIGOTRY. GOSH.
And he still has his job. And he has cooning black folks trying to defend him. And his half-assed explanation holds absolutely no water, of course, because it never does.
OK not really. Jada is just trying to start a dialogue and made a mock-up of a fake cover with Charlize Theron.
And Ms. Pinkett-Smith has written a little Facebook post asking the public our opinion on it, which clearly means she sees no problem with that, because she’s asking for co-signers. Personally, I hadn’t even thought to bring it up because to me it seemed very clear that no, white people should not be on the cover of Essence.
This is where everyone can take a break from reading to flood my inbox with “omg u r so racist / that is so racist / why r blk ppl allowed to be racist / reverse racism” messages. But hear me out.
Black people problems: Having enough ice for the fish fry this weekend. White people problems: Having enough ice to hold onto on the side of a damn mountain so you don’t plummet to your death or serious injury.
I can’t even tell who that is. That’s already a crime. If you are THIS bold and white, at least make it clear who it is.
But that said. Even this old slave is staring out from the whiteness of her hipster shoulder saying “Lord, if there is a god, please let this white woman get strung up by the KKK.” Sojourner Truth and Harriett Tubman are both waiting for her at the pearly gates with a switch and a houseshoe.
The saddest of sad eyes. Sarah McLachlan’s leg-less dog commercials have nothing on those sad eyes.
And I know this wheffah works at a vegan coffeeshop hot yoga pilates community garden knitting warehouse hybrid somewhere in Bushwick. I just know it.
Look at this photo.
