LaToyia Figueroa or Natalee Holloway?

Which name are you more familiar with?

Most likely the latter, right? Everyone knows the case about the missing Alabama teenager who disappeared off the coast of Aruba. It’s the top story on every news program, with details being analyzed and reanalyzed by every news anchor in the country. I am pratically friends with all the individuals involved at this point.

But not very many people know about the pregnant woman who has been missing for almost a week now. Latoyia Figueroa was last seen at a doctor’s appointment with her exboyfriend before disappearing and leaving behind her 5 year-old daughter. Investigators just recently searched the exboyfriend’s home for evidence, and he is now considered a top suspect.

This woman was missing for a week before the story got out to CNN and all the other news programs, and it hardly gets as much coverage as Natalee Holloway’s case. Even Laci Peterson’s disappearance case was aired much sooner after she went missing than Figueroa’s.

The obvious difference between Holloway and Figueroa is their race: Holloway is white and Figureoa is not. It’s already been noted by the very television anchors who continue to talk about Natalee Holloway that cases involving white missing persons gets more publicity than nonwhite cases. They say it’s unfair and sad that there is racial bias when it comes to airing missing person’s cases, but they continue to uphold the discrimination. For every time we hear the story about a missing white person, it’s that much less publicity for a missing nonwhite person.

Who has a right to tell you that finding your child is not as important as finding another child because of their ethnic background? Who decides which story will gain the most viewers? Remember that headless baby that was found many years ago, and whose case was finally closed this year? That story came and went, with very little coverage until it was discovered that her stepfather cut her head off with hedge clippers. This baby was black. Her story, although so gruesome and tragic, it wasn’t the media monolith that it should have been. It should not have taken four years to find the murderers. It probably would have taken less time if the media helped keep the story alive.

I obviously don’t think it’s fair that there are still signs of bias between the races in our everyday life. It’s one thing to keep the discrimination private, but to publicly display such racial preferences is disgusting. Should I go missing, no one will ever hear about it. No one. I’m neither pregnant, a teenager, or white. If I were murdered, so what? No one will know. My Asian ethnicity does not entitle me to being a top story on Headline News.

Women’s intuition kicks ass.

I watched snippets of the Live 8 concert this week…

This whole time I assumed that the entire point of this musical extravaganza was to raise money to feed the starving people of Africa. Why else would top grade entertainers from all genres of music come together to perform in 8 different countries around the world for free? What other reason would these celebrities collaborate on a dramatic commercial pushing us little people towards this cause? Why? Why? Why?

An estimated 1 million people showed up at these 8 different concerts around the world. But guess what?

The starving Africans will recieve nothing for it. That’s because the concert wasn’t put on to generate money—it was put on to generate awareness.

In order to understand this, one needs to think like a celebrity: in their world, awareness can be used to buy food and medicine. As does a crappy signature on a headshot. Make sense?

The irony of the whole situation though is that while the starving Africans, the focus point of Live 8, will see nothing from these concerts, the performers and celebrity guests recieved $12,000 gift baskets. Yes…those who are already rich and well-fed walked off with more than a starving Ethiopian did. I guess the logic is that now Africans are rich with awareness! And that makes it acceptable for celebrities to be rich with swag.

Live 8 is supposed to motivate leaders into discussing the economic situation of Africa at the next G-8 meeting. That’s fine and dandy, but what about the money that could have been made and donated to the Africans? Wouldn’t that also help feed some people within the country, and at least alleviate the problem just a bit?

If every person who attended Live 8 paid just $1, then $1 million could have been donated to fund the cause. Instead…a whopping $0 and a smile will be given to charity.

I hate celebrity. I feel that Live 8 wasn’t so much a benefit for charity as much as it was a pity cause for celebrities to use as their “Good Deed of the Year.” And what better cause than this? They don’t have to donate anything but their time, and they get luxury gifts in return. They look like angels when really they’re just viewing this as a publicity campaign and a chance to avoid going to Hell.

This just in, more Africans have died of starvation while the members of Cold Play reap the benefits of their $5,000 foot care sets.

I don’t like Mariah Carey. At all. I think she is one of the vainest, most self-centered, and selfish celebrities on this planet. You would think falling out of the limelight and having her career tank for a year would give her back some modesty—but I was wrong and now she’s back with a vengeance.

Just before her new album  was released, MTV did a documentary on her—might have been a “True Life” thing or something–and followed her around on her promotional tour. The thing I remember most about this show was that it showed exactly how shallow Mariah Carey is. She’s sitting there, whining and complaining about going on television with a broken nail—making it seem as if she is sacrificing something huge for the benefit of humanity.

Uhh…remember the tsunami that killed a bunch of people and ruined the livelihood of an entire country? Or the battle in Iraq that’s taking lives everyday? Or the homeless? The hungry? The sick?

No…Mariah Carey’s biggest problem is a broken nail.

Then, as she’s getting her face put on before a show on Letterman, she lifts her leg up onto the table and asks her assistant, “What do we call this?” The slave/assistant runs over, points Carey’s thigh out to the camera, and says, “We call this a rarity. No diet or exercise needed.”

Right…no diet or exercise needed, huh? Guess she didn’t notice what lack of diet or exercise also causes:

Might I use a visual?

Mariah Carey’s Christmas album (note: skinny)

 Mariah Carey now (note: fat ass)

NO DIET OR EXERCISE EQUALS FAT! FAT! FAT! And don’t tell me you people can’t see it.

Rarity my ass. There is nothing rare about a fat thigh that looks skinny when you put it up on a table.