Hipster Boo Boo strikes again!
Yesterday, Christina Fallin was “overseeing” a photo shoot as part of her new gig as a “marketing consultant” for So6ix magazine. During the shoot, she posted the following photo on Instagram:
Disturbing, isn’t it? Josh Sallee is going to be on the cover of So6ix. No!!! I’m cool with him appearing on the cover of Look at OKC and The Gazette within weeks of each other, but isn’t that a little too much? For one, he’s teetering on the brink of overexposure. Two, the only people who read So6ix can’t actually read! Oh well, at least he’s helping the “magazine” keep its tradition of writing about the people and personalities we first covered two years ago. Hopefully, he doesn’t fall victim to their cover curse.
Oh wait. What’s that? The real news item here is that Christina Fallin put down her can of black face and decided it would be fun to disrespect and mock Native American culture in a state that has a whole bunch of Native Americans? Yeah, I’m aware. That’s why I sent a screenshot of her ridiculous photo out to our 20,000+ Twitter followers last night.
I think I found my new avatar. So classy. pic.twitter.com/lIsxoEcBvG
— The Lost Ogle (@TheLostOgle) March 7, 2014
That’s pretty awful, but on a positive note, at least she wasn’t chugging whiskey or rolling around on the ground mumbling “Tatonka.” I’m sure both crossed her mind. At least she showed some restraint.
After we sent the tweet, people showered the out-of-touch, affluent, attention craving white poser who lacks any self-awareness of the real world with a whole lot of attention. Unfortunately, it wasn’t the “Oh My Gawd, you’re so creative Christinahhhh. I love youuu!” praise that she’s used to receiving from all her hipster friends and So6ix magazine cronies. They were more of the “Hey, you’re an insensitive racist bitch” variety.
Obviously, the negative comments got Christina’s attention. She issued a statement about it this morning, but instead of apologizing, taking responsibility and showing any sort of remorse, she and her boyfriend simply used the pic as an opportunity to promote their awful band and justify the situation with some sort of “holier than thou” philosophical, stoned college student bullshit. It’s one of the most ridiculous, out-of-touch things I’ve ever read.
Check it out:
Hello everyone. It’s Adam. I’ve just experienced my first 15 minutes of fame.
About a week and a half ago a created a video called “Full House of Cards.” Here it is:
I posted the clip to Facebook, Twitter and Reddit and it took off. It popped up on Time.com, PerezHilton.com and HLN via a link on CNN. I’ve been called a YouTube and bored genius. People started writing stories intertwining the two shows.
The crowning achievement came Sunday. In the interview during Oscar’s preshow, Kevin Spacey brought up the video and said he mentioned it John Stamos.
Think about that. I, Adam Holt, have influenced a conversation between Kevin Spacey and John Stamos. That’s resume material. Heck, that is my resume.
Education: University of Central Oklahoma
Work Experience: I HAVE INFLUENCED A CONVERSATION BETWEEN KEVIN SPACEY AND JOHN STAMOS.
Do you know what the next thing that will touch that resume after the interviewer? A rubber stamp that says “Hired.” Anyways, that’s pretty good for an idea that I thought of right before I fell asleep. Here’s stuff to do!
The sight of a black and white cruiser following closely behind you is always a white-knuckle experience for anyone. But, for most minorities in Oklahoma, it’s become more of a pulse-pounding exercise in ritualistically covering your bases, all the while trying not to appear suspicious by darting your eyes to the rearview mirror too many times as the pre-ordained mental checklist starts: is my insurance up to date? Is my tag current? Do I have my permit for this handgun? Am I sure I left my pitbulls at home?
Even if the answer to all of these questions is yes, if the driver of said cop car is white, chances are you’re still screwed. Almost every Friday night, driving home from hosting TLO Trivia at Buffalo Wild Wings, I get followed by a local law enforcement officer, momentarily losing him by pulling into a random 7-11 where, if shit goes down, at least I know there will be witnesses.
Not that that really matters anymore. Recently, in the tragic case of Luis Rodriguez’ death at the hands of Moore Police outside of the Warren Theater, cops have been confiscating cell phone video in an attempt to silence not only witnesses, but any valiant attempts at citizen journalism before the PD has a chance to put their own spin on the film. It’s your word against theirs. Good luck, ese.
Welcome to the Police State of Oklahoma. Even though both of my parents were decent-enough cops in Texas, no other state has given me a broader distrust of them than living in Oklahoma and experiencing first-hand the pent-up urban-warrior ticking time-bomb racism that many—not all—but many OK cops have welling inside them. It’s like living inside that terrible Paul Haggis movie Crash 24/7 and, now with this story—an overweight Hispanic dying of a heart attack after being taken down by cops—well…as an overweight Hispanic with major heart attack issues, it hits way too close to home for me. Way too close.
Look, minorities: when it comes to police brutality, you’re on your own. That’s why, in my own personal attempt to avoid being murdered, I’ve come up with five simple tips that might, at the very least, help you escape the clutches of the po-po and live a long, fruitful life or, at the very least, until diabetes kills you, the way God intended.
Here they are:
Tip #1: Don’t Be a Minority.
This is obviously a no-brainer, but, sadly, far too many minorities ignore this to their own detriment. In the front seat of my LeBaron, I always have a professional Hollywood make-up kit that I keep on hand in case my certain swarthier Latino features need a bit of “lightening up.”
The darker the skin tone, however, might need more time for prep, so take an extra 30 minutes to an hour before driving anyplace to make-sure that a full white-face coating is applied naturally and realistically. If it helps, keep a famous movie special effects make-up artist like Rick Baker or Tom Savini on retainer. It might cost you a pretty penny, but it sure is better than picking your brains up off the asphalt on S. Robinson at 3:30 in the morning.
Today we’re going to introduce a new feature called The Mount Rushmores of Oklahoma City. Every month or so or whenever Patrick can convince me to get out of bed and write something, we’ll name some new Mount Rushmores of Oklahoma City. By this I mean we’ll put together a list of every Oklahoman who has had their face carved into a mountain over the past month. No. That’s not right. What we’ll do put together a list of the four Oklahoma Citians who best represent a certain category.
So if it was the Mount Rushmore of country music singers, we’d list Garth Brooks, Roger Miller, Reba McEntire and Vince Gill. If it was the Mount Rushmore of weathermen, we’d list Gary England four times, and if it was the Mount Rushmore of sports talk hosts we wouldn’t be able to think of any deserving. See? Fun! Maybe.
Today we tackle OKC Commercial Pitchmen/women, Oklahoma Viral Video Stars, and Celebrities Arrested in Oklahoma City. Read after the jump!
I don’t have any children, but when I do I hope that they don’t get caught up in this whole “Save the Arts” movement that’s hit Oklahoma.
By now, your social media feeds have been spammed with information about certain bills (HB3028, HB2580, & SB1859) that are making the rounds at the Oklahoma legislature. Each bill, in a roundabout way, would greatly devalue the Oklahoma Arts Council. One would merge it with the Department of Tourism, another would continue the stagnant “Art In Public Places Act” (that has literally done nothing since 2011), and the third would simply defund the Arts Council.
Of course, this has really upset the local art crowd, millennials, and basically anyone who voted for Ed Shadid. They are rallying to save the arts in Oklahoma, and want to guilt you into it, too. But don’t fall for it. I very much welcome an Oklahoma future without any sort of “arts” interfering in our business, and have compiled a list of seven reasons why you should too…
We will forever be the state that set Hinder loose upon the world, but we don’t have to repeat our mistakes. In a world without arts and music education, we can prevent shitty bands (or any bands, for that matter) from ever being created in Oklahoma again.
2. The people who would use the arts money could still use it through other various means.
Hypothetical situation: Johnny is an incredible spray-paint artist.
In a universe where the Art In Public Places Act is still being utilized, Johnny could be contracted to paint a beautiful mural downtown that was sanctioned by the great state of Oklahoma.
In the universe that I am proposing, Johnny goes to jail for graffiti.
Either way, government money is still supporting him. It shouldn’t matter how the money got there. Stop being so greedy, Johnny.
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