Dec 11, 2003 09:17
As I mentioned yesterday (see entry: A Message to Sotheby's), my copy of Ghettopoly did arrive in the mail. Now, although I stand by my claim that it makes no sense to ban something just because it represents a point of view or a stereotype that you don't like, this game is racist as shit. I'm not sure if it's having a crack pipe as a game piece, or purchasing properties such as Creme of Sum Yung Gui in "Chinatown" or "Paco's Loco Burrito" in "Wetbacktown". Granted, I think there is a hillbilly on one of the squares, so it's not like they don't insult the most obviously insultable of the Caucasian race in addition to niggaz, chinks, and spics.
While we are talking about offensive things, I somehow managed to get sucked in to watching Ryan and Trista's wedding on ABC last night. I'm not sure that I could do the terribleness of this show justice. It was the worst piece of crap that I have ever seen in my entire life, and that includes the pilot episode of Whoopi and that movie about retards, Powder (which I have seen three times, I fuck with you not). The best way to describe the pain of watching Trista and Ryan's wedding would be like having sex with an eighty year old demented cripple and your mom walks in on you two seconds before orgasm.