“Scandal,” Deception” and the Black Men = White Women Media Blitz

I was looking through racist headlines and articles recently online and noticed alot (meaning more than two to three) pieces on “hypocrisy” of black women daring to be with a white man on “Scandal.”

Black women, the article stated, hate infidelity so much more than other women do because they are so bombarded with it; from the lack of eligible black men, to acceptable black men refusing to date them, to the way a black woman is depicted on the program “Scandal.”

Of course, it’s like the old saying Clint Eastwood muttered in one of his old spaghetti w

Kerry Washington at Hollywood Life Magazine’s ...

Kerry Washington at Hollywood Life Magazine’s 7th Annual Breakthrough Awards (Photo credit: Wikipedia). Kerry Washington is the star of “Scandal” and “Django Unchained.”

estern films, that sometimes you “just can’t win for losin.'”

In other words, damned if you do and damned if you don’t.

“Scandal” as most adults are aware, is a fictitious television program about a beautiful, intelligent, very articulate black woman played by Kerry Washington, who is having an ongoing affair with the President (who is white). In essence, it’s a soap opera about an interracial love affair, and the program has other ongoing plots.

But of course, the blogs about the hypocrisy of infidelity would not exist if Olivia Pope, the star of the “Scandal” program were a white woman. There’d be nothing to write about. Just another night time soap opera about an ongoing affair. Add a black woman to the mix who can speak and think quickly and is in love with a white man who isn’t a degrading stereotype (although philandering Presidents is a degrading stereotype-just a less common one on network TV) or a buffoon and now it doesn’t matter what she does or how she does it. It aint’ working. It’s a soap opera about an interracial love affair. Get over your self-importance and enjoy the smokin’ interracial love scenes where President Fitzgerald slams Olivia up against the wall or tells the white First Lady that he prefers the love of a black woman. Uh-oh!

“Deception” is pretty similar in tone, although only the pilot has aired thus far to date. It’s about an attractive black woman who is very articulate, fast thinking, and involved in some kind of convoluted murder conspiracy involving a rich family like the Carringtons. But wait! There’s a filthy-rich white man who loves her! Does the white man know he ain’t supposed to be down with the sista? Guess not! And does the sista know society does not approve of interracial relationships? Guess not because she’s really diggin’ his cologne, if you catch my silly drift here.

So you have the two ground-breaking TV programs, at least one of which is great and seems reasonably popular. Then you have what I call a media blitz in marketing of advertisements in which black men are with white women. It’s in almost every issue of Jet, Black Enterprise, and in every check out line at every grocery store and related magazine and on virtually every other TV show.

English: Kerry Washington at Metropolitan Oper...

English: Kerry Washington at Metropolitan Opera’s 2010-11 Season Opening Night – “Das Rheingold” (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Other than these two TV programs stated above, there is no other black women with non-black men in the media at all. Yet the number of black men with white women is in, like I said, virtually every magazine ad on the planet. As you know, we’re for interracial dating and diversity…but are we off in this media commercial buying campaign? And what do you think of “Scandal” and “Deception?” Is it the start of a trend or reflective of something else?


Let us know your thoughts.

Can’t Win for Losin’: the Moronic Obsession with Gabby Douglas’ Hair


When I was a kid, I remember watching an old Clint Eastwood movie. Maybe it was “High Plains Drifter” or a “Dirty Harry” film.


Memory fails me at this juncture. But I remember ol’ Clint saying to someone in the movie that sometimes life get so tough “you can’t win for losin.'”

And, of course, only a slope-headed neanderthal would argue with the screen legend.

“Please stop obsessing with my hair and get a life or try to grow a cortex!”



And I’m sure Gabby Douglas is feeling similarly to that character in Eastwood’s movie, that somehow the masses have a broken moral compass, the sense (for those of you out there who’ve never heard the expression before), of what’s right or wrong in this fragile drone-filled world.

In this particular case, regarding Gabby Douglas’s coiffed noggin, my barometer is broken and the needle is twirling around like Dong King’s hair caught in a wind tunnel.


Gabby Doulgas, if I’m correct, is an Olympic athlete whose career and future are now pretty much set for the rest of her life, at her current tender age (16?). She’s broken Olympic records and shown herself to be a young lady of fortitude, strength, and courge.


The only reason to care what her hair is or is not doing is if the electrical impulses have been so drained from a

battle-fatigued body as to make the hydrocephalic in question unable to generate sufficient electrical impulses to generate

one clear, reasoned thought or semblence thereof. I mean, really, why should I care if Gabby’s hair is acceptable to some

moron or not? Why should I care whether her hair is straight, permed, curly, a weave, a wig, straight, or bald? She broke Olympic records addle-headed zombie clones. What have you done to put you in the media’s spotlight? That’s right. Nothing but attempt to shoot her down to build up smaller esteems.


collectively and individually we should be focused more on what corporate America is doing to our water, food, rights, educational system that is on its knees, and future, than what a young lady who won at the Olympics and is financially well-off for the rest of her life and deservingly so does with her hair.


Pardon my spontaneous spirt of thought.


Here’s a link to a recent piece on the mega-importance of Gabby’s do: here