Dark butts and fat girls matter
If this year’s VMAs signaled the moment when many CACs decided they were done with Nicki Minaj, the cover story of this weekend’s Times Magazine could be the final nail in the coffin.
This past summer, you’ll recall, there was a minor controversy having to do with the fact that Minaj’s super-raunchy video for “Anaconda” wasn’t nominated for the VMAs’ Video of the Year award. It was nominated for Hip-Hop Video of the Year (and it may have even won), but who gives a fuck about hip-hop? This is 2015, not 1995.
Nicki Minaj went on Twitter, as a hoodrat does, and complained that the VMAs “only celebrate women with slim bodies.” Taylor Swift, who’s a feminist now, had to point out that one of the guys who was nominated could have taken her spot. Elsewhere, someone pointed out that Beyoncé, who can hardly be said to have a slim body (at least compared to the likes of Swift and Miley Cyrus), was nominated for Video of the Year, for a video in which she was dancing around in her underwear.
Could it be that the VMAs don’t necessarily have a problem with girls with fat asses, they just don’t care for Nicki Minaj’s fat ass in particular?
Sidebar: How interesting that this year’s VMAs would come to be known, on the one hand, as the year when Macklemore helped Kool Moe Dee and Melle Mel supplement their social security by bringing them out to perform “Downtown” (which doesn’t seem to have become a hit), and on the other hand, as the year when Nicki Minaj was told — in not so many words — that her services were no longer required.
A few weeks later, in an interview in the New York Times, Miley Cyrus didn’t disagree with what Nicki Minaj said so much as she said — er, implied — that Minaj came off as bitter and combative, and that she’d never bend anyone to her point of view that way, other than bored hoodrats on the Internets, who are on board more so as a matter of identity politics, the same way some feminists are caping for Carly Fiorina, her hardcore pro-life stance notwithstanding.
Never take an SJW seriously.
At the awards show, Nicki Minaj went off script and read Miley Cyrus the proverbial riot act live on stage, the producers cutting her mic off, Bill O’Reilly-style, before she could say, “Bitch, don’t play with me,” or something to that effect.
All of this is recounted in the Times Magazine story, in which Nicki Minaj treats the girl who’s trying to interview her like absolute shit (imagine if a guy had done the same thing) and eventually kicks the girl out of her hotel room. It’s presented as a matter of Minaj being a tough, calculating feminist taking charge of her career, but the implied subtext is that Nicki Minaj is a crazy black bitch whose career can’t be over soon enough.
And of course all of this was prefigured by the chapter on Minaj, Taylor Swift, Azealia Banks (who of course chimed in on the Times Magazine story, on Twitter), cultural appropriation and what have you in No Country for Black Men, this year’s most important, most prescient work of journalism.
Elsewhere in the news this week, there was that story about the girls who were denied entrance to a nightclub in England somewhere because they were either too dark-skinned, too overweight or possibly (god forbid) both.
This hardly seems newsworthy, in that nightclubs need hot chicks to show up so guys will show up and buy them drinks in an attempt to Cosby them, which is how nightclubs make their money, so of course they’re gonna be selective about who they let in.
This may have just been a matter of the guy working the door openly admitting that the girls were denied entrance because they were fat dark butts, rather than telling them the club was all full and then letting hot, skinny white chicks in while they stood there behind the velvet rope, feeling dejected.
If that’s the case, then that guy should be fired, both because he only had one job to do and he somehow failed at it, and also because it’s wrong to discriminate against people on the basis of size and skin tone, natch.
In the late ‘70s, Studio 54 wouldn’t let Nile Rodgers in, near the absolute peak of his popularity, and as a personal guest of (IIRC) Grace Jones. Inspired by this incident, he went home and wrote the song “Le Freak,” which became the best-selling single in the history of Atlantic Records.
Somewhere in that, I’m sure, is a lesson for Nicki Minaj. Essentially, get your weight up, not your hate up.
Take it easy on yourself,
Originally published at tinyletter.com.