A few days ago Richard sent me
an article about Dr. Laura and a little meltdown she had on air last week. Well, not a meltdown, per se, but she did manage to use the N-word "11 times in under five minutes". She was giving "advice" to a black woman who was asking "about how to handle her white husband’s bigoted relatives and friends." You can listen to or read Dr. Laura's "advice" on Deceiver.com, or, check out
her blog for her response to the events of last week.
I have to say, I was very disappointed when I read the Deceiver article, but mostly because I didn't know Dr. Laura was
not a real doctor! I feel like all those times I've listened to her disseminating "words of wisdom" to her hapless listeners are somehow tarnished (as if they weren't already). I don't really care if a person is a doctor or not if they have good advice, but I don't see why she has to pretend to be one... I guess I'm getting off subject.

When Richard and I were driving, we happened to catch a radio program in Sacramento where the host was interviewing a comedian and director named
W. Kamau Bell. He has a show called "
The W. Kamau Bell Curve: Ending Racism in About an Hour." He had a great point about the N-word. He said that Dr. Laura's use of it doesn't necessarily mean that she's a racist. It does, however, mean that she's a jerk. He pointed out that some white people go crazy when they get the chance to say the N-word because it is so taboo and inappropriate.
I'm not sure I'm doing justice to what he said, but he had some excellent points about racism. I will definitely try to
see his show one day. As for Dr. Laura, I really don't think I want to listen to her anymore, especially now that I know she's not a doctor.
Outfit:
Trying to come up with "new" outfits after my summer travel weeks. I came up with this little ensemble!
Shirt: I got this at some cute little knit shop on Jay Street in New York about 11 years ago.
Skirt: Goodwill. Forever 21. This is actually a dress, but I dropped the part that should cover the torso, and tied the straps behind my waist. I liked the way it worked out.
Shoes: Fit Flops.
I've included a photo of my little lovely HaHa sleeping on DaDa. I just think she is so precious!