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Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Janet Hubert to Wendy Williams


Dear Wiggy, (I mean Wendy)
Recently on your show, you felt the need to finally as you say it put an end to the mystery surrounding my departure from a show that I did so damn long ago that I don't even remember why I departed. 
Wiggy… William…whatever you are supposed to be, I am not quite sure really, I am writing you yet again to appeal to your sense of womanhood, or manhood as some suggest,  to simply shut your mouth about things that you know nothing of.
 I watched your horrible show to see dear Tatyana Ali, sadly to say fall into your trap, even brought personal pictures of our wonderful days on the show The Fresh Prince of Bel Air. Most people watch you just to see what heinous things, your mouth… which I compare to an over flowing volcano, will spew forth on that day.

Now perhaps other black women have allowed you to berate them and will continue to support you in this manner of current madness, by rewarding hatefulness. It seems to have become the norm and has sadly taken over our society.
 But I… Janet Hubert, who have vowed to try and not do this ever again (God forgive me) sat there and watched you tell the world that I was not the nice mother? I sat there and watched you, like some kind of devilish sinkhole swallow up Tatyana Ali, reduced her to a child sitting there attempting to keep some semblance of dignity about her as you pried and invaded her life until you got what you wanted.  
You are a demon Wendy…you are a wicked, awful, conniving, sinister, spiteful, jealous of every other woman, simply put Wendy… you are a virus… and you are not, nor have ever been a true woman.
Your audience thirsts for the blood of others as they are prompted, to clap, hoot, and holler at your garish shoes, wigs and clothing. You will have stars on your show and demean them before they even make it back home.
 Who died and told you that you were reborn as Oprah. You want to be Oprah so damn bad you would kill for it, and you will kill anyone to achieve success. You will never be another Oprah, Oprah lifted her audience up; she exuded an air of class.
But you Wendy, you are not even in my league, this is so beneath me to even bother with someone like you, but you asked for it, so... here you are.
 You will not destroy all the hard work that I went through in the last decade to clear my good name. I simply put will not allow you to do so. I am a lady and a real one, Wendy…you just messed with the wrong sister. 
I am a classically trained actress…funny for all that you and the world claim I have done, I should have had my own show like you… correct, because there is nothing I could have ever done in this lifetime in my career that could  equal the vulgarity, and ugliness, and hatred that you spew in one single day.
 Here is my advice to you Wendy…learn to sit in a chair and stop fidgeting with yourself on camera, wipe your giant teeth off camera…put sweat pit pads under your arms…if your sweater is pulling honey until there are lines across your chest… it is too tight. Take that fake ass blond hair off your head or stop playing the race card, cause you are coming off like a wanna be white girl who will never be white.
I have never seen anything except for the hogs I used to feed before school, slobber at the mere sight of food so I even question your humanness.  I have never seen such a display of self hatred Wendy.  Just a couple of more suggestions to you…stop dissing all of us who have embraced our natural hair as I and many others have, and yes Wendy it does belong on the red carpet, whether you like it or not. I feel so sorry for you… sitting on your big footed tacky throne everyday while millions of people laugh at you…not with you…there is a big difference. Nobody cares what you think about their lives, but we do care about what you put out there about us. My heart saddens at how women especially black women have embraced your evil after all our struggles in society. You and your kind have set us back at least 100 years.
How dare you chastise anyone when you are such a travesty? 
Now take that… chew it my dear... and stick it on your (Lord have mercy you are disgusting)...fly ridden gum wall.  

Friday, August 3, 2012

BLACK AND A 10

                                                              BLACK AND A 10




I like everyone else have been watching the Olympics just like the rest of the world, and one of the highlights of the Olympics has always been the gymnastic competition. Gabrielle Douglas won the all around  and I missed it. I missed it because I didn't want to see someone so deserving perhaps lose. I had noticed in the pre- Olympic television media coverage the networks seemed to purposefully place the other gymnast in the forefront. Knowing how small minded the advertising world can be. Gabby is not the symbol of beauty that Madison Ave embraces. She is a powerfully built, deep brown, beautiful eyes and full lips, funny this is what white women pay huge amounts of money to look like. I am pissed because yes I can see it over and over but I missed a moment in history. We have broken many barriers in sports throughout the last 100 years. Gymnastics is one of the most demanding, body conscious, brutal perhaps even more than the ballet world. The physical impact put upon the bodies of these young women and men is mind blowing. My heart broke for all of them when they missed, fell, got up tried again and fell some more. As a little girl I tried to do the balance beam, attempted to do a simple cartwheel, missed and fell in between the rail, that was it for me. I thought I would never have children just from that alone. The dedication, the travel, the competition from the other mothers alone would be enough for me to probably quit. I would have been one of those moms running onto the field hitting the coach with my purse.  Her parents have put up with more than any of us realize. Gymnastics is also one of the most racist sports there is, it cost major money just to belong to a gym, most families cannot afford to belong, but to get to Gabby's level, we are talking money. 
To be judged by a simple point of the foot, the length of one's arms, the curve of one's neck, little Gabby has endured quite a lot. I remember being in a ballet class and Madam telling me, in her Russian accent, you never do ballet, your legs too thick, butt to big, you do Broadway.  Ms. Douglas deserves a medal as well, and I cannot wait to hear some of her stories. I want to see Gabby on the cereal boxes, on my yogurt, on sneakers. I want to see that beautiful face everywhere! I am proud of you Gabby, you are an inspiration not just because you are black and a gold medal winner, but because I know how hard this has been for you. In China children are chosen, they are trained all day, schooled, fed just to represent their country. This is not the case in America, all of these Olympians has had to finance their own sport, all of these parents have sacrificed in one way or another. So to all of them I say BRAVO!