I’ll tell you who I feel bad for this week, and no, it’s not those police officers that were shot in Ferguson. It’s those SAE fraternity boys that were unfortunately recorded on a cell phone while singing a racist song about their racist fraternity.
I hope this letter teaches you something about my opinions as a mommy and how I feel the government should do business.
After patiently and anxiously waiting out Black History month like a hyperactive child on the last days of a school year, it’s finally my turn, as a white woman.
To me, I don’t even see a dress. I see culture.
The bottom line here guys is that even doctors can’t be sure how the human body works, so we shouldn’t expect lawmakers to know either.
Soon enough we’ll all be able to couch ourselves in material comfort and just patiently await death like we used to before the towers fell. Some folks call it anti-intellectualism, I call it remembering the 90s.
With all the denunciations of the Oscars as a display of bigotry and hatred, it’s important for us members of the media to remember that the people – the worthless peon consumers of our art – are actually capable of deciding for themselves whether or not something is offensive.
Well guys, today is a sad day for progress.
The thing about Christian holidays is that they’re all offensive.
And just like you wouldn’t want Grandma’s Opinions taught in schools, you shouldn’t want History being taught either.