Oh I didn’t forget about your little brother VH1 that exploits our women with short dresses, and black men I can’t look up to because their hair is as long as Brett Michaels. A lot of people have been real nice with the words they use. Now I fully refuse to be abused by the muse that is you that has not come through on the pledge that wipes the dust off our shoulders and has been left to build up on plaques that leave black people’s arteries in clear view.
How dare you think you can see me on your shows with that weak tomfoolery you put on prime-time TV. The hurt and pain I express is seen so far that most African American's can’t look at you. You have become so mainstream you polluted the basic cable waters that supply us with even the most basic information. BET is the CNN of travishamockery, you display tragedy, videos of nonsense, and a senseless mockery of what real journalism is! Entertainment isn't all you are looked at to do, I know black people are asking to much of BET, your like Charles Barkely “I am not a role model!”
I finally caught on to what you do. The condition is now terminal and, its not DOA no Jay-Z can save you. When I get done with you the channel should be put in blast, not in a tirade but like a breath of fresh air a blast from the past. Until than the parents in that board room are guilty to, can’t claim you know what we wanna watch when quality you promote is CO2. Odorless, painless, you have been putting us to sleep for years, in fear that we would one day wake up.
You locked us in a box of stereotypes, the radio is blasting, car in gear, rear-view camera in view, we are on candid camera, Viacom is pimping you too! People always say well at least you have BET stop your complaining. Wish on that black star power that we had BET too, Viacom has that and MTV and VH1 too…
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