Wendy Williams seems to work every single one of my nerves, from my eyelids down to my testicles. Here I am reading up on some Assata Shakur, listening to Kool and the Gang and blackening my berries, when I hear that Wendy is shooting down yet another black woman. I won’t even go through the trouble of calling her Wendell, Walrus or Wrench. Nope, I’m gonna stick with the name Wendy. The same name that decided to defile burgers by shaping them into squares and that gave me 20 nuggets with one funky ass pack of barbeque sauce. “Wendy,” in my book, signifies all things synthetic and trifling.
Woo-sah, now to the story. I hope everyone is having a blessed day. Wendy Williams became notorious over the years with her shock jock antics and “tell it like it is” mantra. Throughout her career, she’s successfully pissed off Whitney Houston, Nene Leakes, Fantasia, Draya Michele, Lil Kim and others. Ironically, or not so much so, these celebrities have two things in common, they’re women and they’re black. Paired with Wendy’s style of journalism, she’s accrued a great deal of success. She singlehandedly hosts one of the most highly-rated television shows on daytime television and her brand has spilled over into multiple arena, including stand-up comedy. However, with all of this success, I ask, to what avail? Most recently, Wendy seems to have had it out for Rihanna, referring to the fact that the pop singer is the type that you “do” and then take your penicillin. In earlier Hot Topics, she’s stated that Rihanna would never be a legend and also brought into question the way in which she received her fame.
Wendy, what’s with all the pointed shade? Did she overcook your cabbage? Did she steal your man and slap ya momma? Did they not make the Puma Creepers in your size? Do you want your nipples pierced too?
As an entertainment journalist, it is fitting that opinions come forth and aren’t watered down with sweetness and cupcakes and fluff. But, a good journalist is also varied in their discussions. Not often do journalists spend so substantial an amount of time on one individual or topic. It seems that Rihanna’s name has been in Wendy’s mouth more than her own husband’s… Oscar Meyer Wiener?
It’s always been a dead giveaway that someone’s not getting properly sexed when they start slut-shaming others. So in an effort to get her to end her tired, lazy narrative, does anyone have some bedroom tips for Wendy to incorporate with her husband? Each one, teach one!