Dr. Who?

I’m sad when anybody dies. I don’t know why, because I know that death is just a part of life and all that hoopla. I just don’t do death very well. I don’t know Kanye West personally, but loosing a mother…My deepest condolences go out to him and his family (how sad that the media feels the need to feeds on the tragedy like a crackhead on food stamp Friday). Anyway, I’ve been trying to decide what direction I was going to take on this post and I still don’t know, as you will be able to see as you read this piece of crap.

Yesterday I was looking at other people’s blogs and on one I learned that Kanye’s mom died, possibly from complications of cosmetic surgery; perhaps a breast reduction and a tummy tuck. Dr. Donda West, who was only 58 years old at the time of her death, had her whole life a head of her. Dr. West (I love saying that, because it shows she was an educated woman) left the field of academia in 2004, after working 31 years in the practice of higher education. She stopped serving as chairwoman of the Chicago State University English department and was the current chief executive of West Brands LLC; one of Kanye’s businesses. The company was developed to improve literacy and to decrease the dropout rate of children.

How sad is it that she will never forefeel whatever else life had in store for her, because she died at the hands of the motherfucker shown above. This, dear readers, is Dr. Jan Adams. Dr. Adams is a prominent cosmetic surgeon who had made appearances on such shows from Discovery Health to Oprah-hell, and everyone know if you are on Oprah you gotta be good (especially if you are black and on Oprah. Oprah don’t do Niggers on her show). Well, apparently Dr. Adams is good, good at getting his black ass sued for malpractice. It has come to the light that since 2001 Dr. Adams has been plagued with law suits by former patients, who claimed that he botched their surgery. I use the word plagued, because in my mind, more than one such suit is cause for major concern (I don’t play with surgery, I don’t give a damn if it’s just a root canal).

As I searched the internet for more information on Dr. Adams (and I do remember him from that short lived talk show, “The Other Half” which was pretty much NBC’s answer to “The View” only with dicks) looking for ways to hammer this brother for being a leach on society, suckling on the sagging tit of the unhappy housewife, it occurred to me that I was being unfair. It is not Dr. Adams fault that Dr. West or any of the other women, whose titty tightening went awry, suffered the pangs of complication (well, technically it is, but go with me on this one). I blame our narcissistic society! If it wasn’t for the fact that we lived in a world that is constantly telling us that “thin is in”, that nappy hair ain’t “good hair” (I love my naps) and that we just plain ain’t good enough, then maybe people wouldn’t go to such drastic measures to change themselves—Anyone else remember that show on ABC where people would go through drastic plastic surgery in order to feel good about themselves? It was horrible (but I watched it anyway…I don’t care).

Cosmetic surgery is no joke, people! I believe that society pays far too much attention to the “Cosmetic” part of that and not enough on the “Surgery” aspect. Let’s face it, when we think about the word cosmetic we think about the superficial; lipstick, eye shadow and shit like that. There is nothing even remotely scary about the word. However, surgery is a different ball game all together. When you think of surgery you think of scalpels and forceps, face mask and anesthesiology, lying in a sterile room, on a metal table, half death while somebody you don’t know cuts you open and removes vital organs from your lifeless torso. Scary, huh? Yeah, that’s the shit people should think about when considering cosmetic surgery. Cosmetics maybe all powder puffs and curling irons, but surgery ain’t no joke! Whatever happened to growing old gracefully?

So, what have we learn from this people? If you are considering getting cosmetic surgery, of any type…Think long and hard about the consequences of your decision and then go to a white doctor. You heard me!

-One Man’s Opinion. Peace (and you are beautiful just the way you are).