The Rashida Jones Hate Is Stooopid

So, before I begin, let me say that this post isn’t a review of Kenya BarrisBlackAF. I mean, even though the show gave me some chuckles, I can see how some people may be resistant to it. In any case, I’m actually here to flambé the folks on social media who are too “woke” for their own good. Listen, before the dumb get dumber, please understand that Rashida Jones is a mixed race woman playing a mixed race woman.

Ok, for those who missed it, there’s a fake “issue” permeating its way through the social media accounts of a few individuals. Now, for some reason, there is a minority faction upset about the fact that Jones is one of the faces for Barris’ show. Apparently, her role on BlackAF is somehow holding Black people back in Hollywood. Never mind the fact that her dad is Quincy Jones and she’s actually HALF BLACK!

*Sigh* I swear, dummies just always want to be outraged by something. Look, there is absolutely nothing nefarious about a mixed race woman playing a mixed race woman. Like, who the fuck else was supposed to play that type of role? A White woman wearing blackface? A Black woman pretending to be mixed? The hilarious thing is, I’d bet money that a lot of the people who are trying to protect the “culture” also jam out to her father’s music. Shit, he’s provided the soundtrack to our lives for over 60 years.

In the end, I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again: shutting the fuck up is free. Ultimately, Black people have real issues to deal with in this world. Frankly, Rashida Jones playing a mixed race woman is not one of them, son. By and by, Black folks are not a monolith. At the end of the day, being Black can mean an infinite amount of things. The way I see it, Jones is actually being her authentic self by acknowledging that she’s biracial. So, if anyone is going to critique the show, do so based on the content. Not on some archaic idea of what’s Black. That is all. LC out.

What Are Dre & Bow Fighting About On ‘Black-ish’?

So, as the title infers, I watch Black-ish, son. Now, I may not be as caught up as my wife, but I get my chuckles here and there, man. Anyway, over the past few episodes, shit has gotten real, fam. Basically, Dre and Bow are on the verge of a divorce, bruh. All I know is, as I’ve watched the last few episodes, I keep asking myself the same question: what the fuck are they fighting about? In my eyes, their relationship is failing for the same reason a lot of relationships fail: who the fuck knows?

Ok, allow me to keep it a buck for a second, son. Now, I’ve been in a relationship for almost ten years. In addition, I’ve been married for over a year. In any case, at times, my wife does shit that annoys me. For example, she’s always mooching off of my food without permission. Needless to say, I’m SERIOUS about my grub, folks. Side note, hey, babe, don’t hit me. This is all entertainment. Ok, love you, bye. Moving on, she hates it when I walk through the house with shoes on. Essentially, there will always be little things that annoy us about our significant others. By and by, the goal is to never let those small disagreements get in the way of love.

Now, Dre and Bow seem to have passed that point, man. Look, after twenty years of marriage, every problem is exacerbated. Real talk, it appears that every slight issue they have with each other has avalanched into something that’s bigger than it needs to be. All I can say is, it’s amazing how many real-life unions falter for the same reasons, fam. Ok, yes, a number of people break up over money issues and infidelity. However, a lot of people also break up over bullshit, bruh. I mean, that’s why “irreconcilable differences” are grounds for a divorce. Shit, folks reach a point where they don’t even know what they’re beefing about and just call it quits.

In the end, I think this fictional story is a perfect example of how NOT to conduct a relationship. Ultimately, before blowing up a life together, at least figure out what the real fucking problem is, son. By and by, I’m no relationship expert, but I’ll be damned if I don’t have an answer for the “how did we get here” question. At the end of the day, I have NO intention of getting a divorce, man. Hell, my life is great. But, God forbid if it ever happened, at least I’d like to have a clear picture of why, fam. That is all. LC out.