Mirror Time

It's been over a week since my last post, and some of you have grown impatient with me, and for that I apologize. The kind of apology you give because your mother made you, not the kind you really mean. I got stuff to do. Not really. I just got lazy. Sue me. On a seriouser note (eff you, poetic license), I genuinely appreciate the interest and support all of you have shown for this blog. You could read anyone's banter, but you've chosen to read mine, and for that I apologize.

Back to the blogging.

Rapper Stayve "Slim Thug" Thomas recently ruffled some lace fronts with comments he made regarding dating women of different races. In short, he basically asserted that black women demanded more while contributing less, while white women were more into putting into relationships than taking from relationships. People (and by people, I mean angry black women) were quick to jump down his throat for his comments without trying to understand where he was coming from. I'm not here to defend or attack his stance. I'm here to say that the angry reactions told more than he did.

Why?

For starters, he's Slim Thug. Say that out loud. "Slim Thug." Why should we give a flying 747 monkey sh*t about anything he has to say that isn't chopped and screwed?

But more importantly, any person with ANY ounce of self awareness will not react with such resentment to a comment they believe is clearly false. Need an example?

Let's say Slim Thug walks up to me right now and calls me a "honky midget b*tch." I promise you I wouldn't care. Why? Because I know beyond a shadow of a doubt, with absolutely certainty that I am a 6' tall, black male. I know his statement to be erroneous, and any person with a half a brain can see the same, so I would be wasting my breath in refuting such a claim.

Now, if I could possibly be mistaken for a caucasian dwarf, we would have another situation on our hands. I might find myself frantically trying to poke holes in the assertion Mr. Thug has just made. Either I am indeed a caucasian dwarf, or I have left room for misinterpretation.

My point is this: if someone says something about you that you know to be false, it shouldn't bother you. If you have represented yourself in the way that you desire, and in a way that your family would be okay with, then surely the rest of the the world can see through such an outrageous claim. No one is going to call Michelle Obama a hoe. Oprah Winfrey is not a gold digger. O.J. Simpson is not a criminal. Okay, well MAYBE he killed that white girl, but he didn't rob those dudes in the hotel. How can you "steal" your own stuff? But we digress.

If there is one inkling of resentment in your soul, then perhaps you should turn that resentment into motivation to carry yourself in the way you wish to be remembered. In other words, quit being a b*tch and let your actions speak for you.

I'm not saying that you should adapt a facade or anything of the sort. Some people are just genuinely bad people. Such is life. If you are a bad person, you can't really be upset with Mr. Thug calling you out on your gold digging tendencies now can you?

Long story short: nobody wants to hear you whine over he say/she say. People will think what they want. But if it walks like a duck, and quacks like a duck, it's PROBABLY a f*ckin duck. Don't cry wolf when your cover get's blown. Respect starts with the person in the mirror.

Until next time folks. Remember to laugh. There's always someone uglier than you.

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