Monday, October 23, 2006

Monday Crackbacks - 10/23/06

Wassup, Y'all!

This whole Madonna adoption ruckus is getting a little ridiculous. After initially signing off on the paperwork, now the father of Malawian boy adopted by the Material Girl is coming to realize that 'adoption' means that he ceases to be the boy's father - forever. Suddenly he's having second thoughts - which makes sense to me. What doesn't make sense to me is the jibber-jabber being raised about these groups who oppose mixed race adoptions. My view on that is this - stop crying about other folks who step up to adopt ophans (any ophans) while other folks don't. If they're bold enough to make the committment while same race couples aren't then those other folks need to take a chill pill, sit down and shut up...

Well lookie, lookie, here. Turns out our boy Wesley Snipes - missing in action since Gangster Sam put out an IRS contract on his a$$ - is chilling in Namibia filming a movie. Interestingly, it seems that Namibia doesn't have an active extradition treaty with the United States. Hmmmm...

A quick check back on the 'Flavor of Love' ruckus. Turns out that VH1 needs to figure out a quick way to break up Flav and Deelishis so Flav can return for Season 3 since the finale of Season 2 pulled in 7.5 million viewers which makes it VH1's highest rated show - ever. Flava Flav and 20 hood rats. Even more embarassing for the southside nation, those numbers mean that 1 of every 3 southsiders watching TV Sunday night were watching this ruckus - a cringe-worthy statistic that includes my boy Cat Daddy. It's the end of the world as we know it, y'all...

Funny - after claiming to be a rape victim, word reaches the basement that our boy DMX is in a jimmy hat arms race with Vivica Fox's former man 50 Cent (hence Fiddy's 'former' status). It seems that for his shows DMX likes promoters to stock three boxes of condoms in his dressing room while Fiddy only requires two. See - I always had Fiddy pegged as a quality over quantity guy....

In the wake of slow sales of Janet Jackson's latest joint '20 Y.O.", her boo, Jermaine 'JD' Dupri, is blaming her distributor, Virgin Records, for the issue. Hmmmm...I'm thinking the problem is the fact that Janet's a$$ is played out and needs something more exciting than the same o, same o Janet isn't Beyonce...

Finally, how can I go out without a mention of Ice T and his stripper girl Coco? Unfortunately, when I bumped into Ice-T on the tram from Treasure Island to The Mirage in Vegas back in the day, he was kicking it with another chica, but I digress... It seems the rapper whose lethal weapon is his mind didn't think through the potential backlash to his most recent CD cover art which features he and Coco butt naked on a bed. Coco is face down, a$$ out with her leg strategically placed over Ice-T's package. Hmmmm, not sure what about that would offend anybody (especially given that 2 Live Crew's 'Nasty as They Want to Be' album).... And isn't Ice-T getting a little long in the tooth for the gangsta rap game? Or it could be that Coco is a walking 'Fountain of Youth'?? Hmmmmm....go 'head with your bad self, Ice...

Peace@Least,

Tyrone

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