It’s the Cheesiest!

From BET:

Televangelist Pat Robertson holds many convictions in his heart, but, apparently, knowing what’s on the Thanksgiving menu in the homes of African-Americans is not one of them.

On his 700 Club show on Wednesday, Robertson showed a clip from co-host Kristi Watts’s interview with Condoleezza Rice, in which Rice says her favorite Thanksgiving treat is macaroni and cheese.

Following the snippet, Robertson turns to Watts, who is Black, and asks inquisitively: “What is this mac ‘n’ cheese? Is that a Black thing?”

Yes, you read that right.

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Muammar Goes Daffy!

From The Sydney Morning Herald:

When you’re the single, dynamic secretary of state for the United States, you’re bound to pick up groupies in all corners of the international diplomatic scene.

But for Condoleezza Rice, who charmed diplomats from Rome to London to Pictou, Nova Scotia, perhaps the strangest of all has always been Muammar Gaddafi of Libya.

”Leezza, Leezza, Leezza … I love her very much,” Colonel Gaddafi told al-Jazeera in 2007, calling her his ”darling black African woman”.

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It’s Comical, Part 3: They Yam What They Yam Edition

This was originally posted in February 2008 over at American Street and reposted here almost a year ago. Since we’re talking about the comics, I thought I’d dust it off.
First, though, a tip of the hat  to the lovely and talented Friend of the Court who suggested the theme for this humble submission.

With the business out of the way, let’s begin with Chimpy Chim-pea…

Hello Dollies!

Since it’s the holiday season, I’m thinking about toys, specifically dolls. We’ve seen a few of them in the last few posts, but I thought I’d find some others we might have forgotten about and brush the dust off them. There are all different kinds of dolls. For example, there are the ones that talk…and talk…and talk…

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…even when they have nothing of value to say.

Lowering the Bar

Seems that Princess Sarah Palin is a little pissed off at that blue-blooded Barbara Bush. I think that Princess had better realize that she’s feuding with perhaps the grizzliest of mamas when she picks on Babs (or Bar, as Poppy calls her). Being blue-blooded has taught Babs to be as nasty as she wants to be while wearing a smile. Princess could learn a thing or two from her. Here’s a look back at Babs. George H. W. Poppy Bush and Babs had their hands full with Chimpy and Little Jebbie…

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Food for Thought: Candy Is Dandy, but Liquor May Be Required

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I said candy, not Condi!

Food for Thought

I didn’t feel like picking out an old post to rerun, so I thought I might do a compilation of food products we’ve seen here at the Raisin.  Since the Raisin started during the Chimpy administration, I thought we’d start with some of products from back then.  Speaking of Chimpy, let’s begin with a hearty George W. Bush breakfast…

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Don’t Dance, Don’t Tell

I just got home, and I have nothing prepared, so I’m dusting off another American Street oldie goldie. Since Captain Underpants is being a total dick about DADT, I picked out a post about him. It was originally posted on March 19, 2008.

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Hey kids! Anyone else watch Dancing With the Stars? Yeah, I admit it, I have watched every season. I am just getting over the nightmares I had last season after seeing the flesh on Wayne Newton’s face stretched so tight that, every time he raised his eyebrows, his manboobs jiggled. So anyway, I tune in to watch this season, and there’s Priscilla Presley with so much botox and collagen in her face that she has to wear this around her neck! Seriously, these people are so friggin’ rich, and they still can’t afford a plastic surgeon who doesn’t make people look like The Joker from Batman? She couldn’t even smile!!! I’m not kidding! I bet she has to eat through a straw, because I don’t think her jaw can move enough to chew! Seriously, you have to watch just to see her face!

But I digress. This isn’t about Dancing With the Stars, Mr. Danke Schoen, or Elvis’s ex. So what is this about? Damned if I remember. Hold on, I think I wrote it down somewhere……Oh, yeah!! It’s about Captain Underpants John McCain! Dancing John McCain!
It all started back in April of 2007. I reported on Captain Underpants’s John McCain’s trip to Baghdad. That’s when I first spotted his propensity for dancing.

(You can find a larger version and the song he was dancing to here. Go ahead, sing along. I’ll wait for you.)

Trip the light fantastic with me, and I will show you more of Captain Underpants’s John McCain’s twinkletoes, as well as some advice I have for him.