Posts Written By L Parker Brown

Toddlers,Tiaras and Tee Shirts

It is no secret that I am not a fan of the TV program Toddlers and Tiaras. I often wonder if it is strictly for the love of money, the desire to live their life through their daughter or both that is making egotistical mothers sexualize their little girls and parade them as mini-vamps before the public. Talk about pushing the envelope, one T&T mother recently dressed her four-year-old daughter as Dolly Parton complete with fake boobs and butt.

Currently, there is a controversy brewing over a tee shirt sold on-line by JC Penney. Designed  for girls 7 to 16, the shirt reads, “I’m too pretty to do homework. So my brother has to do it for me.”  Curious to know if an equal number of  women who are expressing outrage over a tee shirt that they claim is sexist, are voicing their objection to programs that exploit little girls, I did my own reseach and was pleased to discover that there are nearly as many people who dislike T&T as there are those upset over that tee shirt.

I found quite a few people on Twitter voicing their objection to the tee shirt. I also found a significant number who also think that T&T and similar programs are much more degrading to little girls than the tee shirt in question. I entirely agree with one tweeter who wrote “If there is a more cringe-inducing show than Toddlers and Tiaras on TV, I don’t want to know what it is.”

JC Penney bowed to the pressure and pulled the shirt off the market, and a spokesperson issued a statement agreeing with the objectors that the shirt delivered an inappropriate message. 

T&T and copy cat programs are apparently popular with some viewers which raises the question, what’s next? Is there a TV reality series similar to Real Housewives in the making called “Real Toddler Couples” where the basic concept is to show little children in “Tom Thumb” marriages?  Don’t gasp – it is  a sad reality that a program about little children simulating married couples  playing house could be closer than you think.

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Contemplating God’s Sense of Humor

Sometimes I think God has a sense of humor. Sometimes I don’t.

So, yesterday I’m sitting in my home office, at my computer, stalled by writer’s block. Soft music is playing in the background and I am half-heartedly praying for something exciting to write about for my next blog post. Then, the strangest thing happens. The monitor and the wall directly behind it start swaying from side-to-side. I immediately uncross my arms, sit straight up in my chair and stare wide-eyed at the scene in front of me. While craning forward, I slowly stretch my arm toward the wall, preparing to touch it to see if I am actually seeing what I think I am seeing. But then the whole table begins to shake and I become aware of a loud humming sound like my noisy air conditioner makes when it’s running; only the humidity is low and the AC is turned off. The scene is so surreal that I think I am either dreaming or having a stroke.

I sit there briefly; in awe of the situation, wondering what is happening and asking myself what should I do. In a light bulb flash it dawns on me. This is no dream, nor a stroke. It’s an earthquake. Instinct answers my question – Ruuuun!!!

Not yet ready for a halleluiah come to Jesus meeting, I jump straight up out of my chair and in a nanosecond swoop my wallet, cell phone and keys off the table, then sprint across the room, through the hallway and out the front door. At the precise moment that I arrive outside the earth stops shaking, but my body doesn’t. Panting like a geriatric cheetah, I bend forward, place both hands on my knees and take deep breaths in an effort to calm my nerves.

At the same time, some of my neighbors rush outside looking just as frightened. For about 20 minutes or so, we stand around sharing our experiences of what we thought was happening when the earth shook and wondering if it is safe to go back indoors. All the while we are complaining about how we cannot get a signal on our cell phone.

This was not my first experience with an earthquake, but I sure hope it was my last. In the meantime, meteorologists are warning people living on the East Coast to prepare for Hurricane Irene.

I’ve decided that I will no longer pray for inspiration when I am having writer’s block. I know that in time the words will come. Meanwhile, I’ll just keep reminding myself of that old adage “Be careful what you ask for, because you just might get it.”

 

 

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A Tribute to Nick Ashford

Nick Ashford and Valerie Simpson were one of those inseparable show business couples like Ossie Davis and Ruby Dee, Paul Newman and Joanne Woodward. By all evidence, the Ashford and Simpson relationship was the prototype of one of their biggest hits and my favorite tune – Solid as a Rock.

Like many of their followers, I was fortunate to have seen the talented duo a few times during their heyday and in recent years. The last time was in October 2002 and they still had it going on. They were that rare team of old school performers who gave you your money’s worth and more. They never performed a song that I didn’t like. You’re All I need; I would Know You Anywhere; Send It; and another of my favorites, Is It Still Good to Ya?

The couple met at a New York City church during the mid-sixties, wrote numerous hit tunes for Motown greats like Marvin Gaye and Diana Ross, and it became evident to their fans, way back then, that Ashford and Simpson were not only a hot songwriting-production team, but their on-stage chemistry proved that they were soul mates; a fact driven home by their 38 year marriage.  

In addition to their sensational songwriting career, the dynamic duo owned a New York City restaurant.

Nick Ashford died of throat cancer on Monday night. He leaves behind his lovely wife, Valerie, and their two daughters, Nicole and Asia.

Your greatest fans will miss you deeply, Nick. Rest in peace.

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Kardashian – Give It a Rest!

Kim Kardashian is a beautiful woman. She was an even more beautiful bride. Word is that she had three wedding dresses and walked down the aisle in Vera Wang. Reportedly, the wedding cost over $10 million dollars and will be broadcast in October on a four hour TV special.

According to the Bureau of Labor Statistics there are 13.9 million persons (9.1 percent) unemployed in the U.S. People are continuously losing their homes, their jobs and their minds. It is quite evident that the financial crisis in our downward spiraling economy is fueling murder/suicides; as newly unemployed breadwinners kill their families and themselves.

According to the National Alliance to End Homelessness, there are approximately 671,859 homeless people in the U.S. and a huge number of those are veterans.

Seventeen million children in the U.S. go to bed hungry every night.

Long story short. Call me a partypooper. Call me envious. Call me what you want, but tell me is there anyone out there besides me who is sick of hearing about the Kardashians when there are more important matters to be concerned about?

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The Personal Touch

Like the loss of civility, the personal touch seems to have vanished from our society. Once upon a time conscientious mothers’ – mine included – taught their children that it was not only common practice to send a thank you note for a gift received, but it was downright rude not to do so. How times have changed.

Over the years I, as well as many of my friends have compared notes and learned that we have sent birthday gifts, wedding gifts, graduation gifts, and even sympathy cards containing cash to various friends and relatives, and we received nothing in return. Not a thank you note, nor a phone call; and as impersonal as it is — even an emailed “thank you” would have sufficed. An act of consideration deserves to be acknowledged.

We all have busy lives, but we make the time to do what we really want to do. As far as I am concerned, sending an email recognizing an important occasion in someone’s life or extending thanks for a card or gift that was sent to you is a kind gesture, but it is not quite as nice as taking the time to purchase and mail something tangible, especially if you are reciprocating for the receipt of an item that you received.

As Judith Newman wrote, “In a world where thoughtfulness is increasingly rare, any acknowledgement of gratitude is a very good thing.” To that I add — but there is nothing like reaching out and touching someone with the real thing.

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