So I was at Starbucks today, chatting up my ghetto lesbo friend. And there's a TV in this Starbucks which today, for some ungodly reason, was tuned in to CNN. And who were they interviewing but the evil Miss Condoleeza, envy of none of the drag queens I ever met.
So we started talking about Good Ole Condi that skank. Her buck teeth, her conservative freak-ness, and the recent "Vanity Fair" article which quoted her as slipping and referring to W. as her "husb... I mean, The President."
The main reason this becomes a story worth blogging about is this: so here we are, shooting the shit about Miss Condi, and this conservative suit guy comes up (it's a Starbucks, not like we're anywhere private) and is amazed to overhear what appears to be a black woman (her, not me, obviously) about Miss Condi. "You don't like Condoleeza Rice?" he asks.
"We were just talking about her," replies my black lesbian barista minimum-wage-or-not-much-better friend.
"She's a really important political figure," the suit-guy 'informs' her (and me).
I'm like, Duh. She's also the pawn of an arrogant, insipid, anti-underclass president who panders to the rich. Give me one good reason why any barista should like Condi... or anyone else in the White House at this moment.
Did I mention that I had a hotel guest tell me to make sure I voted for John Kerry?
Posted by Jon at July 13, 2004 12:37 AM | TrackBack