Okay, I love my sisters in spirit but sometimes, like today, I really apreciate the fact that I am an only child. I just recently wrapped up a play that I've been doing. The producers are looking for sponsors so they decided to film it. During one of our breaks we got into a heated debate/discussion regarding the "n" word. As I've stated before that's not one of my favorite words. I don't like it. I don't care in what context it's used the bottom line is that I'm offended by it. You could be as white as snow or black as tar, no one has the right to use that word.

Now I know that Whoopie Goldberg told America on the view the other week that "we" own that word and therefore can use it. But she's a lie and anyway who is going to listen to an African American named "Goldberg". She is the last person we need to represent us. Whoopie please! During a heated debate with Elizabeth, Whoopie kept saying the N word to further press the point that she was entitled to use the word but her non African American counterparts weren't. Barbara Walters should have fired her tail on the spot. But what would have been wild is that if that would have happened Whoopie would have probably claimed that she was being discriminated against. Hmmm......I wonder if she felt that way when she and her ex, Ted Danson, decided to go out in blackface and do a vaudeville. Oh.......but that's a whole nother conversation.

Anyway as I was stressing in a room full of black people how wrong it is for anyone to use the word. I was in the minority. I found it so amazing. This was a very diverse room of people. There were people in their with J.D's all the way down to GED's. But nonetheless I was in the minority. To each his own. As long as we can respect one another we are all entitled to our opinions. Then one sister decides to say that "she thinks she's white". WOW me I think I'm white. Now mind you this is a sister who was wearing a shade of makeup that was Michael Jackson #5, with Cabbage Patch cornsilk weave, and a pair of blue contacts who has admittedly had work done and the icing on the cake is that her spouse is WHITE....... but I THINK I'M WHITE. Yeah okay.


Her argument is that you can use the word with an A on the end and it gives it another meaning. Whatever....I hate when people justify the word with that old stupid azz double meaning mess. But back to me being white. Please. You know I really feel like this. I try hard not to call anyone something that I wouldn't want another person to call my child. When I raised that point during this "very interesting" debate my comments were noted but didn't change the tone or point of opinion. But that's never my goal. My goal is to always engage in heated but respectful debates.

Maybe tomorrow I can talk about black girls who wear contact lenses and blonde weaves. Wonder who I'll interview!