Yes, I have seen you for a few years now Niecy. I don’t remember when it began but I do remember that cop show “Reno 911″.  I am Black Female American myself, not that I have to explain this to anyone, but when I speak on someone of my own ilk, I must make the distinction.  I don’t have self hate and I certainly don’t hate Niecy.  Only thing, she’s already a blessed woman.  She saved her mother’s life and in a very smart way at that.  If you heard the level-headed actions she took when her mother was shot by an irate boyfriend who then turned the gun on  himself, you would understand that Niecy is valiant, though this is a very insufficient word to describe her actions.  Her mother described her as an Angel and she was and to her will always be.  Merciful, little girl, barely a teenager and acted with swift coolness, efficiency and sustained her  mother until help came.  As I write I am softening a bit because I know that Ms. Nash is a good person.

But I wish I could ask Niecy personally, why are you a parody of yourself when yourself is already a parody of someone or something.  Okay, I gotta do this again.  You are already an exaggerated image of the extreme image of an Urban Diva may I say.  That is the big wig/weave, whatever-wearing, the heavy make-up wearing (it makes you look older) woman with such a loud mouth.

The Insider was bad already and they got you to act up now, with your wise cracking, lip smacking,  bumping your gums and  talking loud, drawing a crowd attitude, to up their ante in ratings probably.  It’s already a trashy show feeding off rehashed sleaze.  I appeal to you don’t add the goodness that I know is in you, to that show!  I don’t like the way some of the Panelist kind of look at you and brush you off a bit when you do your Worse Person Award segment.  You always say it in an exaggerated, ghetto, don’t you mess with me  fashion.  Ever so often mainstream will try their best to present a certain picture of us as a People, as a Race. You know, we’re the people who others observe without looking at and picking  up what they perceive us to be without knowing. You are a testament to what they think we should be like.  They get it twisted every time too.  This is what is called Stereotyping at its worse.  The rest of the panel which are Caucasians just sit and seem to watch how far you will go.  And they seem to silently, almost undetectably, shiver.

I’m tired of seeing what American thinks what we, as a race should be like. We simply are what we are. After all the news already play up our deficits on a constant basis.  If we are not shooting and killing, we are being  loud, boisterous, dancing, bootie shakin’ overdressing people with nothing more to do than try to attract attention to ourselves and what’s the best way to do it? The answer is ‘talk loud, draw a crowd’ and you do it quite well honey.  Only thing, no one really listens or cares.  It’s just a reaction they have to you.

I don’t know.  It has nothing to do with where you are born and who you are born to.  Class is not bought, it’s inherent.  Heaven knows I could function quite well as a rich woman but I wouldn’t do just anything to get there.   And Heaven also knows that I am product of a Community that a lot of well-known individuals hailed from.  The heart of the Inner City and believe me, my actions are no way near this new wave Buffoonery and never was.  Neither are my friends.  So when folks are looking for folks to speak and act like what is basically the way we as a Community really are – I dare them to try it.  They wouldn’t want to believe that we are there.  It wouldn’t sell.  It would dispel the myths that are needed to keep division amongs people intact.  I say, “keep it” just don’t have me represented by your biased, ignorant take on us as a Society of people.  And I would hope no one would buy into it and no one would perform to the myth.  But yet they do.