Just as I suspected: Nasty girl Miley Cyrus dared to twerk and the responses towards her booty-popping were some prudish, pearl-clutching, stone-throwing, pitch fork-waiving, torch-lighting, name-calling, and a wishful career-killing backlash that would either make or break a bitch. White folks were so offended that they were sizing her up for a straight jacket. And black folks didn’t take too kindly to her booty dropping like a black girl–going so far as to call her racist.
Then there are the rest of us who thought that shit was funny.
The aftermath, weeks after Miley tossed some salad and fondled Robin Thicke on the VMAs stage, is clear that humor always prevails–especially the dark and the twisted kind. The twerk werked for Miley C., judging by the huge shout out that I witnessed while driving on the 10 Fwy by Downtown Los Angeles, close to Dodgers Stadium. “Twerk Miley” the giant banner reads for all commuters to see. That giant sign made me want to stick my tongue out at everyone who gave that girl a judgmental tongue-lashing from their delicate glass huts.
Now everyone is talking about how Miley is hosting Saturday Night Live on October 5th. Wanna bet the masses will tune in to watch SNL for the first time in many years? I know I am.
You bettah twerk, bitch!
On a side note, I also witnessed a truck transporting a cargo full of colorful piÃ±atas across Los Angeles while on the 10 Fwy. It’s totally unrelated to Miley Cyrus, but that shit was equally funny.