Kanye West, My Hero

Kanye, I don’t know much about you. I know that you are a musician and producer, but I couldn’t name one of your songs if someone offered me cold hard cash to do it. However, any man who can address media bias – I had noticed that whole “if they’re white they’re looking for food, if they’re black, they’re looters” portrayal myself – and who manages to get the sentence “George Bush doesn’t care about black people” aired on national television, well, that man gets my respect. You rambled a bit, but in the end, you got your message across. Plus, you get bonus points for freaking Mike Myers right the fuck out. Of course, he’s Canadian, and by all appearances the Canadian government actually cares about its people, so maybe he didn’t understand what was happening.

If it makes you feel any better, Kanye, George Bush doesn’t care all that much about most white people either. I’d say the list of people he does care about is limited to his family, other rich people he knows, and his cronies in the defense and oil industries. The rest of us are insignificant little worms. Insignificant little worms who are all extra-screwed now that Rehnquist has died and Bush will get to appoint two conservatives to the Supreme Court.

And that, I think, is enough political cynicism for one day. We’re in the middle of a long weekend, the weather is gorgeous, and I need some relaxation. I think I’m going to go wake my husband up and see if I can’t convince him we should go hiking along the C&O canal.