Van Jones, who enjoyed a very brief tenure as White House Environmental advisor, was quickly cut up and dismissed.
Tiger Woods, the highest paid athlete in the world, who is now in rehab, has totally shattered his life and is now known as the whore magnet to working white trashy chicks with horrible blonde tints and fake tits.
Former Detroit mayor and ex-convict, Kwame Kilpatrick (dumb ass) is now the face of urban apocalypse in America.
Kanye West became the negro you'd love to hate when he grabbed the microphone from Lily, pristine, innocent Taylor Swift.
Chris Brown was crowned, "woman beater of the year," and became the lesson for all emotional disturbed white feminists and domestic violence classes while Charlie Sheen's knife-to-the-throat act has been swept under the rug.
Lil Wayne, T.I., Lil Boosie, Jim Jones, Juelz Santana, NAS, Kid Cudi, and damn near half of black male rappers were either convicted, arrested, or shot.
And do you remember the stinky little situation between Congressman Jesse L. Jackson, Jr and Roland Burris on the scandal regarding who got to take Obama's senate seat after his election. It resulted in an FBI investigation that shut up Jackson real quick.
As well, how could Congressman Charles Rangel out of New York, the most tenured representative, and the most powerful, "forget" to pay his taxes from rental income.
From the troubles, tragedies and bad judgements seen in Plaxico Burress, to Michael Vick, to Chris Henry, to Allen Iverson's groveling, and finally, Tiger Woods, the black male athlete's image has been minimalized to nothing more of a brute.
A $40 million dollar slave, as William C. Rhoden accurately points out. Black athletes have money, but lack fiscal and political wealth because they have yet to conjure the courage to break free of the imprisoning entertainment sports system that has dictated their every move since they were dreaming to make it big in middle school.
Add on scandalous affairs and ugly divorces, Michael Vick and Tiger Woods represent where black male athletes will be deduced to, miniscule contracts and public images that are at the mercy of franchise shareholders and sponsorship.
My brothers had a rough year, from Gods to Dogs in a matter of seconds.
And this is just a side note. Why in the hell does Al Sharpton still have the nasty perm in his hair?
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