"What The Eff?" Wednesday: Black Public Access Televison
I live in Philadelphia where there is no real public access television, otherwise I’m sure I’d have a show by now (speaking of which, what would you think about a Thembi radio podcast? I’m considering it). Since it’s all about YouTube stars these days I thought I’d spend a little time checking out black public access television shows and share the results. By now I’m sure you’ve heard of Alexyss K. Tylor? These folks ain’t got nothin’ on her. Prepare to be disturbed.
This video has been floating around for a while, but I still can’t make sense of it. I can’t tell if this dude is on drugs or just plain crazy or both, but his uber-freaky hair hurts me in a deep untouched part of my blackness. Then again, I’m sure I’d be reading The Bible to some P-Funk while cussing up a storm too if I suddenly found myself trapped on the set of a Tide Mountain Spring commercial.
I genuinely don’t have a problem with any religion and if I did the very last one I’d have a problem with would be one that considers Negroes the chosen people. But I have always had the sense that the Black Israelites are a little thrown off. Can anyone enlighten me? This clip is probably only funny because dude is so mad and crazy sounding. I’m not white, so if you’re a sensitive Caucasian maybe you shouldn’t watch as this dude has the nerve to call white people every ridiculous name under the sun (all without conjugating the verb “to be”) while wearing a Mrs Roper frock and turban.
As much as I would love to believe that anyone with a show called “Flaccid Ego,” must be joking, this pink-turbaned New York psychic is not playing games – with you or anyone! And as poor as the production quality of public access tends to be, why are there numerous videos of him online and he is in the bottom 25% of the frame in every single one? Did I ever think I’d live to see a black man say: “I’m gonna go home, I got me some rum raisin ice cream, I’m gonna eat that, gonna watch a little Golden Girls, listen to a little Evelyn Champagne King, and have a little party wit’ myself”?
Speaking of Golden Girls, have you ever bled from the ears? Ready to start? Note: The shimmery thong.