Well friends, the good newsl I now have high speed wireless internet.
The bad news; Flavor of Love is back for another season.
In fact, my wife is watching it right now. Mysogyny, alcholism, violence all in the name of love for a 50 year old ex-crackhead. Yea boy.
But, however, there is a need for a no boy proclamation. A no boy proclamation that does not pit these young talented African American females in a sexual feast with this man. No boy, no boy to using these woman for sex and ratings. No boy, Don Imus can call a group of 12 nappy headed hos, yet these excuses for life have a vocabulary unfit for a sailor. Yes, I used to ba a sailor, and yes these girls have taught me some new things.
So does this introduce the double standards theory, as described in detail in earlier posts. No, quite simply, it establishes a need for change that Barack has not spoke of yet. A need to treat women as more than objects, humiliiation and subject of super driven male machismo.
Don't get me wrong, I flex my male status and yes there is a sense of roles to be recognized, I digress. The point is when will groups, as shown in this TV show, learn there is so much more to life beyond a man or even his affections? For that matter, to the extent you would ashame your family and the equal meritocracy achieved by past women/civil rights groups.
But at least I have wireless. So I may play my Kansas and Rush to cherish freedom, free will and so forth.
And wait for Celebrity Fit Club.
So let it be written, so let it be deemed a principality.