Attention Whoring Is The Only Currency That Pays These Days

I didn’t even know the MTV VMAs were on last night, which goes to show you how up to date with pop culture I am these days.  Last night I was attemtpting to binge watch all of season 5 of the Game of Thrones.  While watching the Game of Thrones, I did find myself ocassionally checking social media & stumbled across a picture of Amber Rose & Blac Chyna that I found quite peculiar.  As I glanced at this picture, I immediately thought to myself “I’m so glad I do not have a daughter.”

Trust me I get it, music video awards (especially the MTV Awards) are supposed to be events where celebrities are encouraged to do over-the-top things & wear the most scantily-clad outfits…trust me I get it.  Also, understand that I am not hating on the outfits that Amber Rose & Blac Chyna chose to adorn themselves in.  Although I do call into question their “entourage”, especially that male/female hybrid looking character.  I’m not exactly sure what’s going on with her/him…

But anyways…

Celebrities purposely choose to wear the most outrageous outfits for the sole purpose of getting people to talk about their attire for better or for worse.  Truthfully, I’m not here to play the moral police because quite honestly, I do not mind looking at Amber Rose’s ass on ocassion.  Plus this outfit Blac Chyna had on, the way those tick-o-bitties were exposed, they had me feeling a certain type of way.  Plus, like I stated earlier, I’m glad I do not have a daughter because somebody out there who does is reading this article whose daughter worships these women and these same young daughters have absolutely no concept of the term subliminal messages.  They just see some “cool” outfits with some “controversial” words written on it all while failing to realize that these two women on tv are setting the tone for how young women of color are to think of themselves, according the entertainment industry & the dominant society…but I digress.

What really interests me about Amber Rose & Blac Chyna is the fact that beyond being former strippers & getting pregnant by rappers, I can’t understand why they are still in the spotlight.  Seriously, exactly what talent do they have that deems them worthy of being in front of television cameras every chance they get?  I’m lost.  You know what tho, these two women more than likely understand that they do not have any talent as well that can go beyond the pole or the bedroom which is why they probably understand wholeheartedly that if they want to keep their spotlight burning a little bit longer, they are going to have to resort to tactics like such in order to keep people talking about them (like me unfortunately).

I don’t know…maybe they wore these outfits to bring attention to the gold digger, btich, stripper, whore, & faggot shaming.  I’m sure at one point these women were called every word written on their outfits.  So maybe they are trying to take control of the words used to describe women like them who leave the pole & get pregnant by a rapper.  I can dig it.  But let’s just be real for a split second, these two women know damn well the clock is ticking on how much time they got left in the spotlight & so in order to buy a few more minutes, they have to do something bizarre.   So why not dress in outfits covered in words known to demean women.  I get it.  But does your innocent daughter who is trying to figure out who she is in life & places more value in celebrity worship than mommy & daddy get it?  Does your daughter understand that maybe these women are trying to take ownership of these words and not exactly promote that Black women are to actually become these words?  I don’t know, but I do know…I’m glad I don’t have a daughter.  That’s one less challenging task I have to worry about in my life.  I have a saying that I borrowed from Chris Rock that goes like this:

“As a man who has a daughter, you only have one major job in life to do to be considered a success:  keep your daughter off the pole.  If you can accomplish that, then you’ve won in life.”

Ironically, the two women I’m writing about started from the pole.