Things that make you go, Hmmmm

From commenters on the ProJo's politics blog, reacting to Eileen Slocum's death:

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wally pickford said:
I remember Eileen. She was the personification of women's liberation before women became liberated. With her inimitable, free-wheeling, I-beg-your-pardon style, packaged with authentic Waspish intonation, she charmed everyone within earshot. But what I loved most about this unique woman was her unapologetic pro-life position. This "Brown (as in John Brown) broad from Belleview Avenue" once referred to her half-white, half-black grandchildren as "my little pick-aninnies" and got away with it. These were the offspring of daughter, Beryl and her husband, Adam Clayton Powell III. They just don't make 'em like Eileen anymore. Farewell, my lady. WP

Link | July 28, 2008 7:40 PM
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Women with money have always been liberated said:
Guess I'm not with it, I had to look that one up:

The picaninny (It is also spelled pickaninny and piccaninny) was the dominant racial caricature of Black children for most of this country's history. They were "child coons," miniature versions of Stepin Fetchit. Picaninnies had bulging eyes, unkempt hair, red lips, and wide mouths into which they stuffed huge slices of watermelon. They were themselves tasty morsels for alligators. They were routinely shown on postcards, posters, and other ephemera being chased or eaten. Picaninnies were portrayed as nameless, shiftless natural buffoons running from alligators and toward fried chicken. [source: http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=pickaninnies]

Well I guess if you have a potload of money you can call anybody whatever you want and get away with it, but heaven forbid anyone call you on being a pretentious snob after you're gone. Must be a full-time job today getting rid of all of the politically incorrect posts, as it looks like only one has passed muster so far.

Link | July 28, 2008 10:59 PM