PAULA NEAL MOONEY

She Talk Like a White Girl ...by Paula Neal Mooney White girl , he called me. That's Isaac, standing like a Conquistador on the banks of some lake. He's a guy who interned at my job a few years back. White girl , he would tease, mimicking the way I spoke, threatening to revoke my "ghetto pass" when he found out I voted for George W. Bush . It wasn't the first time the supposed "white girl" insult had been hurled my direction. When I traveled down to Tallahassee, Florida, to attend Florida A & M University, roommates who considered me light-skinned would sometimes call me white girl, too. Read the excellent work titled The Color Complex: The Politics of Skin Color Among African Americans for all the issues us blacks can harbor over skin color. They reminded me of myself as a 9-year-old, when I read in RightOn! magazine that Todd Bridges' favorite band was Fleetwood Mac . Fleetwood Mac! I thought. How can their songs compare to "Lady" ...

Okay, I was going a bit crazy here... I like some of the writings and Christian viewpoints Coulter espouses in her work -- but the divisiveness is not necessary. I don't love Ann Coulter. And now that Ann Coulter has dissed the so-called African-American holiday called Kwanzaa , calling it "a lunatic blend of schmaltzy '60s rhetoric, black racism and Marxism," I don't love Ann Coulter all the more for being a white woman bold enough to diss a Kwanzaa celebration in a manner that I always thought but dare not spoke of. I get the Kwanzaa cards in the mail around Christmastime and never appreciate the attention they take away from the birth of Jesus. Kwanzaa supporters will say it's all complimentary, but like Ann Coulter writes, I believe we've been duped into giving credence to some fake fight-the-power holiday. Kwanzaa kinda reminds me of the fake red-black-and-green-Africa-on-a-leather-medallion sporting brothers who went to Florida A & M...