Broken Promises... (hehe)

I really try to be a woman of my word, but sometimes life gets in the way. I last posted MONTHS ago, promising to be back the following week at the same time and same place. Well... nearly two months have passed... God's plan has been at work... I saw, with my own two eyes, the results of speaking things that aren't as though they are... I've relocated from one "A" to another... I put the blog on pause, but started a brand new chapter of life in the "natural state."

But, in an attempt to put the broken promise back together... here are my quick thoughts on the Imus thing. I know it's late, but take a quick read. You probably hadn't thought of it this way:

Since when do white people even KNOW to call a sister (or brother) "nappy-headed"??

LOL!! For real! I have plenty of caucasian friends -- I always have (going back to pre-school when my mom would scream at me for letting blonde-hair, blue-eyed Dawn make my pony tails stick up), so please don't take this the wrong way. The fact is, I had never in my life heard a caucasian refer to an African-American as "nappy-headed" -- let alone call a chick a "nappy-headed-you know what." So, before I could even get with the idea that it was "wrong" for a SHOCK JOCK (a title which intelligent people know indicates a specialty in saying things that will SHOCK) to use that phrase in a country that prides itself in freedom of speech -- before I could even take time to come up with my point of view on that one, I was struck by how ODD it was that he even KNEW the phrase "nappy-headed."

Who the heck taught this white dude (who, himself, has nappy hair, btw) -- who the heck taught him that phrase?!?!!?

Well, I immediately thought of a former colleague who lacked melanin (i.e. she would probably check the box that says "white") but dreamt of the day she could tell somebody to "kiss her black a$$." Yes, you heard it right. A white woman heard me use that phrase. She could see the calming affect that overcame me after those words left my lips. BUT, since her a$$ is nowhere near black, she could only dream of the day when she could, in a state of frustration in the work place, mumble under her breath: "kiss my black a$$!!"

In my mind's eye...

I can see Imus kicking it with his homies (i.e. a group of predominantly black men). They might have been in some nasty bar (because that's where he looks like he might hang out) and some hoochie-mama looking woman walked by. Imus heard his friends laugh and talk about said hoochie's appearance. They kept calling her a "nappy-headed you know what." At first he didn't get it, but then he put the phrase in context and eventually joined in laughing at the hoochie. Later, he took his tail home, having learned a new phrase that he might be able to SHOCK someone with one day.

Fast forward to the now infamous day during the women's NCAA tourney... Imus had a flash back of the nappy-headed hoochie in the nasty bar, proceeded to grab his entire foot, then inserted it into his mouth. Oh, and let me not forget that he grabbed the other foot when he rememered watching School Daze with the fellas and decided to throw in mention of the Jiggaboos to show how in touch he was. He was going to SHOCK all of y'all!!! LOL!

See, I don't fault Imus. I fault his boys.




They (his African-American homies) should've told that man that he could neva, eva, eva, eva use that phrase outside of their circle or in the midst of some other black folks without risk of the people (in this case, Jesse, Al and them) getting all worked up and making sure HIS nappy-headed tail got fired.

ROFL!! Y'all hadn't thought of it like that had you??

God bless Imus and his boys. God bless you.

p.s. -- Thanks for keeping me in your thoughts & prayers when I was MIA from my blog - I think I'm really back this time (check me out next Monday to see if I kept my word). Oh -- I told my friend/co-worker that she, no matter how badly she felt the urge, could not tell anyone to kiss her black a$$ unless she wanted Jesse and them to come after her next! LOL!