D'Angelo speaking out about the physical and emotional burden of maintaining a nearly unobtainable physique and sexy image as a Black male artist should be taught in labor studies. It absolutely impacted how I analyze pop culture.
I saw a TikTok yesterday of Touré discussing how D’Angelo suffered, being made to feel basically like a piece of meat, and I have been thinking about it a lot. 😔
#NY17 Weirdo #MikeLawler is trying to put distance between himself and them, but those are his folks. Also, Lawler did blackface in 2006. 2006! Said it was an homage to MJ and said “sorry to anyone who was offended.” These Nazis are his ppl.
Reminder that #NY17#MikeLawler did blackface in 2006 and his apology (after he was called out) was basically “I’m sorry to anyone who was offended.” Now he’s trying f to pretend like these texts offend him. 😂
They aren’t here in good faith. They also aren’t very smart. It’s also good to remember that Mike Lawler went to attend the Michael Jackson trial out in California when he was a teenager. He was ejected from the courtroom for repeated outbursts.
He’s the fucking worst. With his clingy golf shirts that show off his bosom, his pleated khakis and his “smile,” standing around, thumbs-upping it with a bunch of impotent old K of C types who look like a row of deli hams in bad toupées. He’s only 39!
Mike Lawler is currently flipping out on Instagram. He’s got his social media team denouncing those leaked messages from New York young Republicans that say all kinds of horrible things.
Good time to remember that Lawler did blackface in 2006. #NY17#Lawler
There are writers who can convey an idea in a way that is clever. There are utilitarian writers who get the point across. There are edgy, pithy writers.
Then there is John Cheever, who sounds like he spent a pile of months in the garage with a soft cloth and some linseed oil, polishing his words.
There are writers who can convey an idea in a way that is clever. There are utilitarian writers who get the point across. There are edgy, pithy writers.
Then there is John Cheever, who sounds like he spent a pile of months in the garage with a soft cloth and some linseed oil, polishing his words.
