…and how much did YOUR week suck?

Keep a stiff, upper lip, Mr. President

By any standard, this November sucked for Barack Obama. It started bad and it’s ending worse.

Isn’t it enough he had to wave “bye-bye” to his Democratic majority in the House and watched Republicans take 11 governorships obstructing his road map to a second term  and North Korea decided to act a fool and bomb a disputed territory in South Korea?   Even when the guy tries to relax with a game of pick-up basketball he catches an elbow in the mouth and ends up with 12 stitches.   I mean, damn, can’t this guy catch a break?

There’s been presidents whom have had a worse November than Obama, but few as personally painful.   I hope he had a good Thanksgiving dinner because the rest of his month sucked ass. 

The guy who did it is probably a G.O.P. ringer paid off by Sarah Palin in revenge for all those phone calls made from 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue that sent Bristol Palin tumbling to a third-place finish on Dancing With the Stars.

I don’t watch stuff like Dancing With the Stars (and I’m about as likely to watch Sarah Palin’s Alaska as she is Jeff Winbush’s Ohio)  and care less who wins or loses the competition.    I can’t stand Mr. and Mrs. Palin but I don’t have anything against the kids, so when daughter Bristol made a serious run at actually winning the thing,  it didn’t mean anything to me one way or another.  Maybe she actually can dance.  It’s not like I was going to watch the show to find out. 

So when she lost to Jennifer Grey, the chick from Dirty Dancing and her surgically altered mug, I couldn’t figure out why there was so much unrestrained glee over Bristol’s distant third-place finish.   I thought, “Damn, that’s kinda harsh.  Sure her mom’s an asshole, but why pick on her?   Who cares if she wants to be a reality TV star?”

That was before I found out conservative bloggers were rallying to Bristol’s defense after she said,   “Going out there and winning this would mean a lot. It would be like a big middle finger out there to all the people out there who hate my mom and hate me.”

Whoa.  “A big middle finger?”  Now I get where all the hate came from.   It might be asking too much to ask an unsophisticated unwed mother from Wasilla, Alaska to present herself with a bit of humility and dignity, but scheming to use a dumb-ass dancing competition as a way to settle scores with your mommy’s critics is petty,  deliberately antagonistic and coming off a bit of a evil bitch.    I can see the apple doesn’t roll too far in the Palin family tree.  

The Palins enjoy coming off as complete dicks as they revel in being crude, unsophisticated and playing the part of all-American White Trash and I welcome it.  The more people get to know this creepy clan the more they realize how stupid, petty and vindictive they are.     One day the Mama Grizzly Matriarch is starting feuds with Barbara Bush after Babs suggested she should stay in Alaska and the next she’s on Crazy Glenn Beck’s radio show proclaiming how America must stand with North Korea.    Unfortunately for Sarah, America is allied with South Korea.   Maybe she can’t see North Korea from her backdoor? 

Obama had a lousy month.   It’s going to be a lousy next two years for anyone throughly sick of the Wasilla Hillibillies. 

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Oleta Adams: I Just Had To Hear Your Voice.

A woman, a piano and oh, what a voice.

In a world of music lousy with fakes, phonies and poseurs who rely on Auto-Tuned production sleight of hand, mounds of make-up slathered on with a trowel and music videos revealing more skin than a strip club on a Saturday night, it’s easy to confuse a manufactured persona with genuine talent.  Flashing a lot of flesh is a great way to hide a lack of talent.

Then along comes someone of the caliber of a Oleta Adams and like a strong breeze she blows through the smoke.   Oleta doesn’t simply sing.   The woman can “sang” and if you need an explanation between what the difference is I’m not sure I can help you.

Oleta live and in concert isn’t all that different from Oleta in the studio and on record.  Her voice comes through clear and strong.   She has excellent phrasing and doesn’t overwhelm the listener with vocal acrobatics.  There’s no flash or pretense.  This particular night it was simply a woman, a piano, and an enthralled audience quietly appreciating a singer and her songs.

It’s a indictment of how fickle the music industry is and how poorly it supports talent that after over half-a-dozen albums and nearly 20 years in the business,  the name of Oleta Adams is pretty much of an unknown outside of her fan base.   For everyone else she’s still that Black chick who sang with Tears for Fears.

I can understand that for as good as Adams is, she probably isn’t independently wealthy.  I also understand touring with a band even if it’s just a bassist and drummer isn’t cheap especially when there’s no record company footing the bills.   A band has to move their equipment from one town to the next, they need hotels to sleep in and a per diem so they can eat and they like to get paid too.   Those costs have to be prohibitively high for Adams because when she walked on stage it was just her and her piano.


Now I’m a guy who drove all the way to Detroit to see two of his favorite jazz artists,  Bob James and Keiko Matsui,  playing four-hand piano with no backing band, so I’ve got no problem with an artist performing solo or in a duo setting.

I do have a problem with an artist performing solo and accompanied by pre-recorded music.  That seems more like karaoke than actually performing and it’s a small cheat.  Maybe if the show had been advertised as “an evening with Oleta Adams and solo piano” my expectations would have been different.   It wasn’t a deal-breaker, but I’d be lying if I didn’t say I wasn’t a bit surprised by the absence of a band.

Aside from that, Oleta did not disappoint.  She blended both her soulful and sacred sides as she went through both her hits like “Circle of Love” and “Get Here” and her less well-known gospel-tinged songs.   I prefer the more popular material and in any concert there is going to be a wealth of great music left out.   I would have loved if she sang “I Just Called To Hear Your Voice”  where her singing is so phenomenal  even Barbra Streisand would have to back away from the mic,  but with so little time and so many tunes to choose from, something isn’t going to make the cut.

I may have mentioned it before, but it’s  my considered opinion, when it comes time to talk about  “who’s better and who’s best,”  any conversation of the finest singers in contemporary music without Oleta Adams high on it, can’t be taken seriously.   Popularity be damned;  to finally see her live and in person does nothing to make me doubt that assessment.    She’s simply one of the best we’ve got and I’m grateful I finally had a chance to hear her magnificent voice.

I Got the Blues (Blue Screen of Death, that is).

Well, I thought I’d be sharing my thoughts about Saturday’s Oleta Adams concert, but circumstances beyond my control have pushed her to the back burner.

Unless you’re the worst enemy I have in the world (That would be Verizon. Long story.  Don’t ask) I hope you never turn on your computer to see a sight like this:

This is the dreaded Blue Screen of Death and what it means is your computer is dead in the water and your day just got a lot worse, brother.

(And don’t worry.  No cats were harmed in the writing of this post.  I don’t even have a cat.)

Computers are such a part of our everyday life that when they malfunction it feels like a part of your body no longer works right.  There’s such a feeling of utter helplessness when instead of the monitor flickering on it stays dark and the only sound to be heard is the desktop’s fan whirring away madly and the insistent BEEP-BEEP-BEEP of something really wrong going on in the computer.

After searching the Net, I think it could be the motherboard crapping out on my three-year-old Dell Inspiron 530, but that’s just a uneducated guess now.   It might be something I can fix myself  or something requiring an expert’s touch  (and I am not that expert).   All I know is I expect to spend a better part of the day rummaging around inside the computer trying to narrow down the potentially nasty possibilities into one  resolvable (hopefully) problem.

I’m not the go-to guy when it comes to opening up computers and whiling away the hours pulling out parts and installing new ones.  That’s my brother’s idea of fun and while I know he is available to offer his expertise, he’s not going to rush to the rescue.  If  you have a family member who’s good with cars or knows pluming or specializes in anything most people only have the most rudimentary working knowledge of, you know what I mean when I say,  You don’t want to ask them for help, but you know when you hit the wall, it’s there for emergencies.

It’s a comfort to know I do have a fallback option to coughing up $100 bucks for a service call from a professional computer technician if I need it.  I’m just really, really hoping I don’t need it.

The upcoming Thanksgiving holiday was already going to influence my blogging schedule.  If I’m forced to use my son’s laptop to update the blog, that is really going to suck because my Laptop-Fu is weak.   It took me a while to adapt from a typewriter to a PC,   Transitioning from a PC to working on a laptop is proving to be equally demanding.

First things first though.  Grab a small screwdriver to open the computer.  Some canned air to clean out the computer, Put down some newspaper down to catch the dust bunnies as they are blown out of the computer and cross my fingers that I can dope out the problem here and try to fix it.

It’s a dirty job, but someone’s got to do it.   Looks like I’ve just been nominated.

For Colored Girls Is Not Enuf: Why Tyler Tanked.

An honest effort, but a missed opportunity

I’ve been accused of hating on Tyler Perry movies.  Guilty as charged.  Tyler has a problem with Black men so this Black man has a problem with him.  I admit to having been a bit curious about how he was going to handle Ntozake Shange’s feminist play, “For Colored Girls Who Have Considered Suicide When the Rainbow Is Enuf” (economically trimmed down to just For Colored Girls) , but not curious enough to actually go see it.

I was apparently not alone in that thought.   The movie opened in a respectable third place, dropped out of the week’s Top Five films into sixth place in its second week of release and with the new Harry Potter flick opening if FCG hangs on to a top ten finish I’d be surprised.

So what happened?

The reasons For Colored Girls fell hard are many, as the Black film website, Shadow and Act listed.  But in what was a terrible case of overreach the release date was moved from January 2011 to November 2010 to be Oscar eligible. I doubt it even gets nominated in any major categories.

When a movie takes a drop like that it’s done at the box office. Being a Tyler Perry flick means it will make its money back and turn a profit, but Perry wasn’t just looking to make money with this film  He was angling for some Precious like success and acclaim and he’s not going to get either.

Perry has his fans whom apparently believe offering ANY critical perspectives about Perry’s films undermines him. It’s not that Perry has proven to be a barely competent director whose skill set is amateurish at best.  It’s the critics and Black intelligentsia that are undermining his growth as a filmmaker by not lining up in droves to see and praise For Colored Girls.

Each filmmaker has to constantly prove themselves worthy of support.  Should Perry be given a pass from that sort of accountability out of a misplaced desire for racial loyalty?  Are we supposed to simply plunk down our cash for whatever cinematic crap-fest a Black director foists upon us and applaud like trained seals?

It’s not that Black folks can’t handle and don’t want their artists growing and evolving. Stevie Wonder, Michael Jackson, Aretha Franklin, Denzel Washington, Halle Berry, Prince, Miles Davis, Will Smith and  Spike Lee, are just a handful of talented individuals who have grown, changed, made missteps and progressed as time passed.

Maybe Perry will eventually join the club, but he seems incapable of stepping up his game as a filmmaker.  Despite his severe limitations behind the camera. FCG has grossed $30 million and made back its budget and will probably clear $50-$60 million. That’s not too shabby even if its’ underwhelming for a Perry flick.

When a movie opens in 3rd place and drops a whopping 65 percent to 6th place the next week apparently, that’s just consumers telling Perry he needs to make a better film.  The masses of Black folks have decided they didn’t want a second helping of this turkey.   Heed the message. Don’t kill the messengers.

I choose not to see Tyler Perry films for the same reason I do not see Adam Sandler, Sylvester Stallone and Julia Roberts films: They aren’t made for me. For those that are part of the target demographic, I’m not going to stand in their way of buying a ticket. But neither am I going to feel any sense of shame because I don’t.

Dr. Perry and Mr. Madea hanging out.

I disagree that Perry’s audience is so clueless as to not realize Madea wasn’t dropping in for a cameo appearance.  The new character Perry created for Whoopi Goldberg seems to be filling that role.   I am certain the  decision not to title the film  Tyler Perry’s For Colored Girls limited its box office appeal.   Perry would have been ripped for superimposing his name on Shange’s play, but he was tackling a difficult project in trying to turn a play full of poetry and music where all the characters are identified by colors, not names and material some 30 years out of date into a feature film.    He needed to press his big advantage:  a firm base of support with Black women.

The first thing he tossed out was Shange’s dozen words title. It was just too damn long to fit on a marquee. Having done that, why not go the route of Stanley Kubrick (yes, a White filmmaker I know) and put your name before the title?   It’s a bit arrogant, but if Kubrick could do it to Stephen King, Arthur C. Clarke and Anthony Burgess, Perry could too.

When the biggest name in a movie is the director and not his ensemble of actresses, you better play to your strengths and humility be damned!   Under those circumstances he should have slapped “TYLER PERRY PRESENTS…” on the movie poster.

I’m scratching my head why Perry used his Oprah appearance to talk candidly about the sexual abuse of his childhood but mentioned the movie almost as an afterthought. Men admitting they have been sexually abused is an act of courage and I’ll give him some respect for speaking out, when you’re on Oprah you have to choose between confessing dark secrets or promoting whatever it is you’re selling.

If I’m gloating a bit (okay, a LOT) over Tyler spending Oscar night at home alone wearing Madea’s bra and wig on with a big glass of grape Kool-Aid and a KFC Double Down sandwich it’s because Homey has proven you can’t fool all the people all the time. Just some of the people who keep hoping against hope Perry will ever do anything but infinite variations on the same tired Madea theme.

It’s like gravity: you might not like it but you’re going to have to accept it ’cause you ain’t gonna change it.

No He Can’t? Should Obama step aside in 2012?

Should Obama take his ball and go home?

Welcome to today’s example in pointless speculation and why spineless Democrats make for worst enemies than unreasonable Republicans.

The set-up is going to be a bit longish, but bear with me.

Two Democratic pollsters you’ve never heard of, Pat Caddell and Douglas Schoen suggest the best way President Obama to signal he wants to help the country and save his presidency is for him to announce he will not run for reelection in 2012.

In a Washington Post essay, the two lifelong Democrats lay out their case why the smart move for the president is to not seek a second term:

This is a critical moment for the country. From the faltering economy to the burdensome deficit to our foreign policy struggles, America is suffering a widespread sense of crisis and anxiety about the future. Under these circumstances, Obama has the opportunity to seize the high ground and the imagination of the nation once again, and to galvanize the public for the hard decisions that must be made. The only way he can do so, though, is by putting national interests ahead of personal or political ones.

To that end, we believe Obama should announce immediately that he will not be a candidate for reelection in 2012.

If the president goes down the reelection road, we are guaranteed two years of political gridlock at a time when we can ill afford it. But by explicitly saying he will be a one-term president, Obama can deliver on his central campaign promise of 2008, draining the poison from our culture of polarization and ending the resentment and division that have eroded our national identity and common purpose.

We do not come to this conclusion lightly. But it is clear, we believe, that the president has largely lost the consent of the governed. The midterm elections were effectively a referendum on the Obama presidency. And even if it was not an endorsement of a Republican vision for America, the drubbing the Democrats took was certainly a vote of no confidence in Obama and his party. The president has almost no credibility left with Republicans and little with independents.

The best way for him to address both our national challenges and the serious threats to his credibility and stature is to make clear that, for the next two years, he will focus exclusively on the problems we face as Americans, rather than the politics of the moment – or of the 2012 campaign.

Quite simply, given our political divisions and economic problems, governing and campaigning have become incompatible. Obama can and should dispense with the pollsters, the advisers, the consultants and the strategists who dissect all decisions and judgments in terms of their impact on the president’s political prospects.

Obama himself once said to Diane Sawyer: “I’d rather be a really good one-term president than a mediocre two-term president.” He now has the chance to deliver on that idea.

The reaction to Caddell and Schoen’s column was swift and not entirely polite.

SLATE: On Friday, the Washington Post published the worst column of the year. It’s been a long year, and a stupid year, so this is no light accusation. And pollster-pundits Doug Schoen and Pat Caddell write a lot of bad columns—they are good ways to spend the slow hours between Fox and Friends and Hannity, more productive than knitting or Sudoku. Still, the hackwork in their call for President Obama to retire after one term was something special.

SALON: Even if the president himself isn’t gearing up for another campaign, just about everyone else in Washington is. If anything, announcing that he won’t run in ’12 would cripple Obama. It would be an admission of weakness and defeat.

Chances are that, on some level, Caddell and Schoen understand this. In the past few years, they’ve essentially established themselves as professional self-loathing Democrats — supposed experts with important-sounding credentials who will sound off (often in Rupert Murdoch’s Wall Street Journal or on Fox News) about their dismay that the Democratic Party and its leaders are committing political suicide. Never mind that the party has won the popular vote in four of the past five presidential elections and never mind the Democrats’ success in 2006 and 2008: In Caddell/Schoen World, the Democratic Party is perpetually wheezing out its final breaths, a victim of its refusal to take seriously the criticisms of Sean Hannity and Bill O’Reilly.

It’s a clever game they’re playing. The media never tires of pundits who take shots at their own party — and there’s always room at Fox News for a self-loathing Democrat. And for Caddell, one-time Joe Biden confidante who wore out his welcome in professional Democratic circles about two decades ago, writing Op-Eds like Sunday’s gives him a measure of relevance — at least in the media’s eyes — that he’d never otherwise enjoy.

The Washington Examiner: You might think that by announcing he will not run, Obama would be telling the world that he is too weak even to try for re-election. Not so, say Caddell and Schoen. “Forgoing another term would not render Obama a lame duck,” they write. “Paradoxically, it would grant him much greater leverage with Republicans and would make it harder for opponents such as Senate Minority Leader Mitch McConnell — who has flatly asserted that his highest priority is to make Obama a one-term president — to be uncooperative.”

Do you believe that? I don’t. If Obama were to announce he is not running in ’12, Republicans would react precisely the way Democrats would react were the parties reversed. They would take it as a sign of fatal weakness and would attempt to run over Obama on matters big and small. And if they couldn’t run over Obama on a given issue, they would wait him out, knowing that there will soon be a new president. Obama’s would be a dead-in-the-water presidency. (Of course, it might be already, but it would definitely be if he passed up the 2012 race.) What political strength Obama has now stems from the possibility — to Republicans, the threat — that he can come back and win re-election. Give that up and he has nothing except the institutional powers — executive orders, commander-in-chief, etc. — of the presidency.

Surely Caddell and Schoen, two veterans with a deep understanding of politics, know that. Assuming they do, and in light of recent election results, it seems more likely that what they are really saying to Obama is: Please leave before you destroy the Democratic party. It’s a reasonable request, but they’re not going to get what they want.

With Democrats like this who needs Republicans?

That’s what others are saying about Caddell and Schoen’s dopey column.   Here’s what I have to say.

Barring a major scandal, a terrorist attack worse than 9/11 and clearly due to a lack of preparation or carelessness by the Obama Administration, I don’t foresee any scenario where the president doesn’t run for a second term.

Pat Caddell and Douglas Schoen are nobodies. They are self-hating Democrats in Name Only who show up on Fox News and sound as if they have never cast a vote for a Democrat in their life, but if they did they’re really sorry about it.

Caddell’s Wikipedia entry is pretty skimpy, but so are his accomplishments. He worked in the presidential campaigns of George McGovern in 1972, Jimmy Carter in 1976 and 1980, Gary Hart in 1984, Joe Biden in 1988, and Jerry Brown in 1992. What’s the connecting thread here? Being associated with not just FAIL, but an EPIC FAIL in the case of McGovern.  Even Walter Mondale and Michael Dukakis knew better to ask a tool like Caddell for anything more than directions to the restroom.

So why the Washington Post felt these two idiots had anything relevant, important or meaningful to contribute is a mystery to me. I’m guessing because maybe someone heard them on Fox and thought, “Gee, they must be smart if they’re on the number one cable news network.”

The suggestion Obama should “pull a Palin” and quit while he’s behind is mistaking the president’s current weakness for a terminal condition. Two years ago when Obama rode a wave of popular support into the White House and brought the Democrats along with him, it was the Republicans whom looked to be out of business. As we have learned events and circumstances confound the conventional wisdom with regularity. Momentum changes many times in American politics and who’s to say what will be the factors in 2012 that could sweep Obama out or hand him four more years?

I don’t know and it’s a damn sure thing these two clowns, Caddell and Schoen, don’t either. The odds may seem to be immense against Obama in 2012, but they were in 2008 too and somehow he came back from 20+ points behind Hillary Clinton in Iowa to win that critical primary and eventually the whole darn shooting match.

Barack Obama has proven time and again he’s a winner and should get a good chuckle from the advice coming from a pair of longtime losers.

Obama eats it.

Does Nancy Pelosi Get It That She Lost It?

Not simply repudiated, but rejected.

Forget for a minute about how terrible the election results were for President Obama.  Why isn’t Nancy Pelosi taking more heat for the way Democrats got hammered?

Pelosi won reelection with 80 percent of the vote so she can stay in Congress as long as she wants to, but I can’t think of a single reason why she should stay in a leadership role after the debacle she  presided over.   If the election results were seen as a repudiation of the President, they were a total rejection of Speaker Pelosi.

Just like Tom DeLay and Newt Gingrich, Pelosi has become a left-wing liability and an easy target for right-wing media, a punching bag for Republicans and an anchor around the necks of Democrats. Here in light blue turned blood-red Ohio she was  as popular as the Michigan Wolverines.   Every Democrat that won election riding Barack Obama’s coattails in ’08 was turned out in 2010. I had to keep my remote nearby so I could click away from yet another in an endless series of commercials of a hapless “Nancy Pelosi Democrat’ being pummeled as her stooge.

Now after presiding over the worst slaughter a majority party has suffered since 1948 and losing over 60 seats, Pelosi is supposed to be the field general who will rally Democrats after a crushing defeat? How? General Patton she ain’t.

While she wasn’t a terrible Speaker of the House, Pelosi clearly underestimated the range of dissatisfaction the electorate had with Democrats and she was a liability, not an asset to most of her caucus.

I’m not crying over all the Blue Dog Democrats that got put to sleep, but losing that many moderate-to-conservative Democrats leaves a more liberal and more isolated minority in the wake of the Republican wave.    Rightly or wrongly, Pelosi’s highly partisan and bitterly divided House is extremely unpopular with voters and will be blamed by defeated Democrats as contributing to their defeat.

Incoming House Speaker John Boehner will have to ramrod an incoming class of Republican freshmen smelling strongly of tea and in no mood to give an inch to Pelosi or President Obama. Boehner may have the toughest job in Washington trying to get his extremely ideological majority not to overplay their hand and toss the Democrats a road map back to power.

Pelosi’s high negatives as all that’s wrong about “San Francisco values” remains a problem Democrats cannot solve with her in a prominent leadership role. Pelosi may believe Boehner is only keeping her seat warm for the next two years, but while it might be better for her ego to hope this is merely a temporary reversal of fortune, stepping aside so she could be replaced by the blander, but less ideological Steny Hoyer and James Clyburn might be better for her party.

"I have not yet begun to fight." Um. Okay.

 

Pelosi’s refusal to step aside is her way of saying she’s not going to go the Sarah Palin route and quit.   By staying Pelosi is making it clear she wants to fight for her political legacy even if many Democrats wish she would just go away quietly.

I personally have a lot of admiration for Pelosi’s iron-clad commitment to her liberal values.   Unlike Obama, she’s a true believer and an unwavering champion to the causes she believes in.   But she is also rigidly ideological and treated the Republican minority with barely concealed contempt when she wasn’t ignoring them completely.    No doubt Boehner and company will return the favor tenfold.

To paraphrase the president’s well-worn phrase he used on the campaign trail this year, Nancy Pelosi drove the Democrats into a ditch. Now she wants to be the one to pull them out?  As he ponders what the Republican rout of Pelosi’s Democratic majority means to his reelection hopes, President Obama has praised Pelosi, but you have to wonder if he really wants her hanging around making a tough job even tougher.   She needs to hand the keys over to somebody else. Probably anybody not named Nancy Pelosi.

Is Amazon.com enabling pedophiles?

Philip Greaves

This is the man your parents warned you about

Somebody at Amazon is either asleep at the switch, stuck on stupid or just doesn’t care what their customers think.

Amazon is offering as a Kindle download The Pedophile’s Guide to Love and Pleasure by Phillip R. Greaves for the cost of $4.79.

Greaves says in the misspelled Product Description, “This is my attempt to make pedophile situations safer for those juveniles that find themselves involved in them, by establishing certian rules for these adults to follow. I hope to achieve this by appealing to the better nature of pedosexuals, with hope that their doing so will result in less hatred and perhaps liter sentences should they ever be caught.”

The first thing I asked myself was, “Is this somebody’s idea of a sick joke?”

I checked on Snopes.com to see if this was just an internet legend or something. Nothing.

Next I logged on to Amazon.com and entered a Live Chat with a customer service representative. I copied the discussion and here’s a part of it:

Me:Objectionable content:07:15 PM
Kimneihoi :Hello, my name is Kim. I’ll be happy to help you today. 1:07:23 PM
Kimneihoi :How can I help?1:07:39 PM
Me:Good afternoon, Kim. 1:07:42 PM
Me:I wanted to know if a topic I saw on Facebook about a book being offered by Amazon is correct.1:08:10 PM
Kimneihoi :Hi, good afternoon.1:08:12 PM
Me:The book is called, “The Pedophile’s Guide to Love and Pleasure.”1:08:52 PM
Kimneihoi :Yes, the offer which you saw on Facebook about a book being offered by Amazon is correct.1:10:09 PM
Me:Are you kidding me? Amazon is offering a book for pedophiles?1:10:31 PM
Kimneihoi :we’ll as per my knowledge, it is.1:12:08 PM
Me:Okay. Thank you.1:12:19 PM

I am absolutely repulsed that a supposedly respectable business is offering a “book” (and I use that word advisedly) most hardcore porn websites would not touch with a ten-foot pole.   I’m  stunned Amazon.com has such poor quality control that a slimy piece of garbage could be offered on their site.

Someone needs to be fired. Maybe a few someones. This is not just outrageous, it’s sick.

Dirty up your Kindle with this filth.

This seems like the sort of topic Bill O’ Reilly would go off on a five-minute, red-faced, screaming tirade over.   Hell, that’s what I feel like doing! There’s NOTHING lower than a pedophile.

Amazon has refused interview requests about why they are selling Greaves sleazy hackwork,  but issued a statement,  “Amazon believes it is censorship not to sell certain books simply because we or others believe their message is objectionable. Amazon does not support or promote hatred or criminal acts, however, we do support the right of every individual to make their own purchasing decisions.”

I call bullshit.  Anderson Cooper certainly did.

Amazon is one serious Glenn Beck boycott/meltdown away from flushing this turd and I’d be first in line to join in.  There is no form of degenerate scum than a pedophile.  They are the lowest of the low and deserve to burn in a special section of hell.

Nobody wants this kind of heat when it starts hurting the profit margin. There is such a thing as bad publicity when you’re gearing up for the  busy holiday  season and you’re providing stroke material for child molesters.

It’s not called “For Colored Men” for a reason.

It's not called "For Colored Men" for a reason

My daughter saw Tyler Perry’s For Colored Girls Sunday afternoon. When she walked back in the house that evening, I said, “Hi. How was the movie?” “BLACK MEN SUCK!” she shot back.

She was kidding. I think.

The Tyler Perry Express slowed down a bit this weekend with For Colored Girls. The three-hanky melodrama grossed $20 million, but that was only good enough for third place behind Megamind and Due Date. Box Office Mojo says polling showed that 82 percent of the audience was female, 87 percent was over 25 years old and 81 percent was black.

But fear not! Perry will slip back into Madea’s padded bra again in Madea’s Big Happy Family in 2011. Hoo-rah.

When I read Perry was associated with this project, I thought it was just another case of a work by a woman being given over to a man to turn into a movie.   Selecting one that had made his mark directing lazy comedies/morality tales seemed a strange choice.  It still does.

I had it mind someone like a Kasi Lemmons or Julie Dash or some Black woman. What do Waiting To Exhale, Beloved, The Color Purple and Precious all have in common?

Stories of sisters catching hell written by Terry McMillian, Toni Morrison, Alice Walker and Sapphire and directed by Forrest Whitaker, Jonathan Demme, Steven Spielberg and Lee Daniels. What’s wrong with this picture, huh?  Sisters aren’t doing it for themselves.

I wanted to write an article about why Black female directors don’t get a chance to direct films based on books by Black female writers, but no one seemed interested.

Ever notice that for all his supposed clout in Hollywood, Tyler Perry has never raised his game beyond corny melodramas? Perry seems to have problems writing characters for top Black actors. By now shouldn’t he have come up with at least ONE part a Denzel Washington, Will Smith, Morgan Freeman, or Forest Whittaker would want?

Even Samuel L. Jackson won’t do a Tyler Perry flick and Sam will act in anything.

Here’s my totally amateur theory: Tyler Perry does not like Black men. He’s admitted being molested by one. He hates his father though he takes care of him. I don’t get the feeling he’s had a lot of healthy relationships with men. He has a low opinion of brothers and that’s why he clowns them so much in his wretched movies.

Perry has to be given some credit for making  films for Black women.  It’s  too bad in the process he has to depict Black men as bums, baby-killers, rapists and down-low creepers infecting their women with HIV.

I like this take from Boston Globe movie critic Wesley Morris from his review: ” Perry has been playing a black woman for so long — he’s starred as the armed-and-dangerous Madea in at least five movies — that he practically is one. But black men in Perry’s movie are a source of visceral, physical ache. It’s as if a brother has broken his heart, too. For peace and redemption, he’s turned, as many a woman has, to Shange. How cathartic this has been for him is unclear.”

Thanks Tyler. You’re a credit to your gender. Soon as you make up your mind which one it is.