Welcome to the dirty laundry diaries where I shame the name and not name shame…but if the shoe fits…lace that shoe up! The Tar Baby versus Yellow Bone Syndrome In the first edition of the dirty laundry diaries, I would like to deal with a rather unkempt, so-called, R&B singer, who by the way annoys the heck out of me and his self-esteem issues. I’m no saint in the issues of esteem but this child, yes child, attempts to be an adult, yet he barely knows what adulthood is, or manhood for that fact, except through the ‘douchebag’ gang he hangs out with. So this child is a representation of some of the things that I'm not fond of people of my race, (yes, I am black myself), and their inferiority complexes. This child ‘ be-gods ’- make deity of another mortal; raise another human being to the position of God, the Creator of the Universe; and believe me, (in a Kardashian voice), “It’s so annoying”. Let's call him Toz (short for tozotaura 'we will speak') with t...
If I could afford it, I would have a therapist, but I have got my MPV...