I spoke about this morbidly obese woman HERE.    Her health is clearly being affected by all that weight.  Though Stern (who I actually do NOT like) was crude, what did he say that was false?  Robin, his sidekick, lost her excess weight several years ago.  It CAN be done. 

Also, Hollywood needs to stop putting this mammy image out there to depict black women.  When will this Aunt Jemima nonsense go away?  A beautiful, healthy looking young black actress could very well have played that role.  Don’t go out there and find someone so huge that she can barely fit in her seat at the Oscars.

Let’s stop coddling these type of people.  If she does not stop eating all that ice cream, pie, cookies, cake and chocolate, can you imagine the shape she’ll be in by the time she’s 30?  She won’t be able to move.  This is serious.  Sorry, but I have to side with Howard and Robin on this one.

The Deltas and the AKA’s would do well to step up their game. A white sorority did the unthinkable. They learned a black art—the art of stepping, and mastered it. Not only did they master it, they won the Sprite challenge and $100,000.

Go on with your bad selves!

“It’s the worst concert I’ve ever been to in my life,” said one audience member while standing in the parking lot of the Australian arena during Houston’s set.

In fact, some viewers were so displeased by what they saw and did not even stay for the entire show. Many left midway through the concert and expressed their severe dissatisfaction with the pop diva, who regardless still stands as one of the highest-selling recording artists of all time.

“Definitely not worth the $165 [for a ticket],” one fan lamented. Another fan in the arena parking lot was even harsher towards Houston’s singing skills and overall ability to keep the audience engaged, flatly stating, “[Houston] couldn’t entertain a dead rat…to be honest.”

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I’m not happy to hear about this. First of all, she NEEDS TO STOP SMOKING CIGARETTES. Next, get a voice coach and PRAY that the Lord restores what the devil has stolen.

What a wasted voice. It was the voice of the century.

Below is Whitney at her best. Wow, what a voice!

This girl was awesome! Just wanted to post something positive in light of all the negative news lately.

I know how he feels. Hurts me too, every time I think of Michael.

I have heard that the new movie is great. Have you seen it?

There are certain things I wish I knew more about. Jazz is one of them. When I do listen to jazz, it has a calming effect on me. I read online today that an important milestone in jazz history is upon us. It’s the 50th anniversary of Miles Davis’ masterpiece album, Kind of Blue. Again, I really wish I knew enough about jazz to comprehend why and what made it so classic, masterful and the best selling jazz album of all time, but I’ll just take the word of those who know for sure:

The original album (only 37 minutes) has had a huge impact that extended beyond jazz to other genres — from rock musicians such as the Allman Brothers and Carlos Santana to minimalist composers like Steve Reich and Philip Glass.
“Miles’ genius was that he was able to keep the quality of the creativity very high and at the same time make a work of art that communicated broadly,” said pianist Chick Corea.

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This dude needs some help.  Look at his fiasco!

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I will never forget the first time I ever heard Whitney sing. Her vocal gift was indeed a rarity—a gift straight out of heaven. Vocally, one could say that she was flawless. In my opinion the most beautiful singing voice on a woman in my lifetime.

If the gorgeous voice was not enough, the girl was breathtakingly beautiful. And thin. She had it all.

But I started hearing rumors. Drugs. Lesbianism. Dating losers like Eddie Murphy—and then, dating the ultimate loser, Bobby Brown.

Why? And the why is not simply regarding Whitney. The why is about women in general. Why do so many decent women choose bums, losers, drug addicts and nutcases to date? Not to mention the thugs. Why?

Whitney could have had her choice of men. She could have married sooo well. Instead, she settled for Bobby Brown of all people and her life took a horrifying turn.

It was painful seeing her drop down to what appeared to be 85 pounds. It was painful to read about her drug issues. During that period her interviews were painful to watch. It was painful to hear that she was losing teeth and getting dentures. It was painful to see her and Bobby acting CRAZY out in public. It was painful to see her family in pain as they stood by hopelessly praying and begging this woman to discontinue the self destruction. It was painful watching this superstar’s reputation drain down the tubes. It was painful watching clips from her “reality show”. Wow, how GHETTO and LOW! Just painful. I refused to watch the full show. Too painful.

And mostly—during that dark time, it was painful to hear her sing. Painful to hear such a perfect voice ravaged by abuse and cigarettes and heaven only knows what else.

CNN reported the following about her voice on her new CD:

Houston’s famous voice, which now sounds husky and glottal, as if her vocal cords were sent through a washer-dryer cycle with a handful of small rocks, brings a gravity that the album’s often generically worded ballads lack.

Just painful, folks. I’ll leave it at that.

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To hear her at her best….