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Kanye West made my Black History Month
I've always felt kind of shaky about the whole Black History Month thing. There's a definite air of consolation prize about it all. Stuck in the bitter cold of February, only 28 days, I mean come on. My platform is that we move the month to July. Now that would be a party!
And then I saw this:
It's like Kanye said, "you know, my man Scott T. in L.A. is having a rough week. He really needs something to look forward to. I bet this would cheer him up. Fine-a** Rihanna, crazy-a** N.E.R.D. and dope-a** Lupe. I should totally hook it up and have Gabrielle Union host the damn thing. OK, that might be too much. The music will be enough." And then he had a sip of champagne so expensive I don't even know about it, spent $10k at a Ralph Lauren store and promptly went back to sleep. Sigh. My hero. Thanks, 'Ye!
—Scott T. Sterling
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