Thursday, October 20, 2005
If I Had The Time: I Would Definitely Talk About This
I mean, seriously, good for Joan Rivers.
When Darcus Howe slyly accused her of racism (”...since black offends Joan..."), slyly took shots at her, he probably expected that she would shrug it off instead of calling him on the outrageous statement.
Absolutely wonderful.
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Joan is one chick I wouldn’t want to get in a pissing match with… Good for her…
Yeah, I’m pretty sure she would put the smack down on me, too.
Dude, you’re on blogcation and Mark Morford goes completely insane (again).
Damnit. Bad freakin’ timing.
On the other hand, he’ll probably still be insane when I come back. So, I have that going for me.
This is what bothers me about some people. A white person, lady in this instance, speaks her mind in a calm reasoning way, and she is labeled a racist by this dude. This is just like my stupid diversity class, when we talk about race it gets into a pissing match. Apparently the only people who are allowed to have an opinion are minorities. Bill Bennett might not have used all the common sense in the world; but he got into the subject of race more than people like this dude are comfortable with, and got called a racist. This eliminates the possibility of useful debates on race relations.
Good for Joan, she didn’t cow like she was supposed to.
Amen, brother Matt. That’s really close to what I would say (if I had the time to write about this).
Matt Moore, Matt M., and Mark Morford all in one thread. I’m not sure I can handle all the M.
Matt - Don’t forget that Bennett didn’t cave, either. Nothing he said was racist, and he never apologized (as far as I know), not even one of those I’m-sorry-people-were-offended non-apologies.
I would have given anything if Bennett had issued one of those “I’m sorry some people are such idiots that they get cranked off over something without bothering to check it out for themselves. Freakin’ nimrods.”
...apologies.
Joan was the regular stand-in for Johnny Carson when I was in junior high. I loved her. Finally, another woman with a deep voice, self-deprecating humor, and great taste in clothes: she quickly became my hero.
Warning: White people can’t talk about black people, Asians, or Latinos. We can talk about coffee and dog breeds.
Oh, and add computers to the list of things we can talk about.
Come on, fellas, that last one was funny.
Howe appears for all the world to be a pompous ass. Good for Joan!
And Rae: It’s white women can only talk about coffee and dog breeds. Maybe computers—but only if you know whatinhell you’re talking about. Nothing makes the patriarchy laugh harder than to giggle at the wimmin-folk who don’t know a bit from a byte.