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YouTube has already emerged as the contemporary site for V-blogging and individual media. Divas like Miss B. Scott, for example, take very little overhead to produce celebrity and local star interviews that manage to captivate 42,000 subscribers. At last count, B. Scott Ep #115: Accept Yourself, one of my favorite flicks had 83,705 viewers, and 842 comments. “Ay, Love Muffins,” B. Scoot always addresses us as viewers with the typical dance music intros. It’s not just “LOL” for these net freaks. B. Scott has much to say.
Certainly, what may have drawn many users to Timaya is that he’s a young queen, and is superficially read to traverse the same gender lines as those old comedians. Sometimes he is angry, loud, wise-cracking. He has an entire skit where he and reads one of his “stank co-workers” for reporting for duty smelling like shrimp, or “some damn straight up tilapia, girl! Go on home and scrub it with some Dove!” Reading, accordingly to elder queen Dorian Carey in the famed voyeuristic flick Paris is Burning is “is the real art of insult.” Timaya said: “” I, too, was ROFLMAO (rolling on the floor laughing may ass off), but Timaya is more than just funny.
Black comedians like Flip Wilson, Eddie Murphy Martin Lawrence and Jamie Fox stand in a long tradition of black men emasculating themselves in order to appeal to mainstream audiences. Martin’s ghetto queen Shanaynay became a pop cult, a vessel for all of America to safely focus ridicule of black womanhood; these black men built their careers riding this ship. Whereas acts as early as Jackie Wilson’s Ret Petit showed black men intentionally emasculating themselves in order to appear less threatening to the masses, the modern muscled thug is commercially available today in records stores precisely because in reality these thugs are under the heavy hand of the prison industrial complex. Like Al Jolson in blackface, these comedians made their careers off of the age old portrayal of the ‘angry black bitch’, making a minstrel show Black women in order to cross-over- a term laced with internalized racism that it’s cyanide. Timaya has her loud bitch moments. Yet one also see the more contemplative sides like in the video The Price for Being Gay parts 1 and 2.
These users are out. Not compromising themselves in order to go platinum yields their ability to actually tap into the masculine and feminine sides of themselves. They cannot be emasculated, for they claim the masculine and feminine in themselves. This sincerity, this lack of deception appeals to viewers, captivating so many subscribers who seek entertainment beyond the hype. Eddie Murphy swished and sashayed across stage in his ‘80s stand-up routine phenomenon that released in theaters nationwide. Pull over! Pull over Murphy said with a heavy, affected lisp and a heavy, affected limp wrist mocking “faggots,” as he says. Eddie’s crowd roared. Watching Raw in the cinema hall back in Louisville, I cowered in my seat. Ridiculing anything feminine seems to fit with the purview of crossover fever. Yet, B. Scott wears lipstick because B. Scott wears lipstick. And, Timaya goes about gender bending just a bit more sincerely, a bit more true to self, and does so fearlessly not fearfully begging to make a buck. And perhaps this is part and parcel of the net. Through massive humor and poignant punches, Timaya deals with such diverse topics from pop culture and politics in the news, to a thread of negativity on gay websites. Timaya even gives advice about what to do about school or cyber bullies- something every sissy has had to deal with. We’re free to be ourselves so that we can accurately portray ourselves.
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