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Ambassador Wintour?

What began as conspiratorial whispers has become semi-confirmed speculation that Anna Wintour will get her U.S. Ambassadorship.  I’m sopping this rumor up like gravy on a biscuit.  Forget The Devil Wears Prada, Jerry Oppenheimer’s Front Row: Anna Wintour: What Lies Beneath the Chic Exterior of Vogue’s Editor in Chief is the Anna Wintour biography.  If you have read this book, then Wintour’s hunger for this high-profile political appointment won’t come as any surprise to you whatsoever.  Bitch is hongray for prestige.    No doubt Anna hustled for Obama this year.  Wintour uncharacteristically humbled herself and curried favor with the President.  She used her contacts and power to fill a room with generous political contributors.  Anna allegedly tormented the shit out Sarah Jessica Parker until that $40,000 a plate fundraiser met her uncompromising standards. Why is this appointment so potentially exciting?  It means someone will replace Anna at Vogue!  Here’s hoping the new editor-in-chief can resuscitate a pulse to the lifeless, heartless, humorless, out-of-touch mag.  Please Obama, send her to The U.K., or better yet – France.  You owe us this one.

Demeter Clarc Manners Moment: white women, white devils, wearing me out

In the last two weeks, 2 different white women in their forties spoke racist comments to me.  I have a hunch these affluent white women would describe themselves as liberal, educated, well-traveled, and certainly not racist.  White devils abound lurking in unexpected places.  The question becomes: how to seize the moment to educate rather than condone or chastise? In truth, the first comment was a drive-by, so I didn’t have an opportunity to ask her what the fuck she meant by her derogatory statement.  Still feeling the resonance of the oversight, when the next bigot bomb dropped from a second source, I was more prepared with a rebuttal.  At first I asked what she meant by what she said, then I asked her why she felt that way.  I let her explain her experience, and tried to point out both her hysteria and complicity in the situation she described.  Did I drastically change her views and prejudices?  Perhaps not, but I would consider it a small victory if her notions infinitesimally shifted in a less hateful direction.  White people make me tired.  Maybe it’s just these unrelenting 5:00 am mornings?  Naaw, it’s the white people.


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