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A New York woman (who apparently has been living under rock somewhere) got drunk on a flight to San Francisco, lit up a cigarette and punched a male flight attendant. Her shenanigans forced the pilot to make an unscheduled stop in Denver to have her carted off to jail. She's now facing 20 years in prison and a $250,000 fine. They should sentence her ignorant butt to an ass whipping by her fellow passengers, who were forced to smell her noxious cigarette smoke, listen to her racist tirades and be inconvenienced by the two-hour delay she caused. Just like the classic comedy movie "Airplane", everyone who was on the flight should be able to line up outside the courthouse for a chance to get a piece of that rude, ridiculous fool. I'd go old school and bring a "switch" just like my grandma used. (That's a thin, flexible tree branch with a mean ricochet effect, for you Time-Out Tots.)
What would you bring to the Ass-whipping Party?
RUDE REALITY: "Hell's Kitchen" is arguably the rudest show on television. Call me a hypocrite but I can't get enough of it. I'm not as fascinated with Chef Gordon Ramsey who, despite going out of his way to be abusive, actually is more funny to me than intimidating. (I've heard more menacing expletive-filled rants from my grandmother who I love dearly.) I am far more intrigued by the culinary lab rats who sign up each season to be humiliated over hot stoves on national television. I'm fascinated by the human drama that ensues when people throw their dignity and morals out of the window for a little slice of fame and a chance for a head chef job at one of Ramsey's restaurants. I must admit I naturally was rooting for the sistah, Jen, to win. But that was weeks ago before she started shaming the sistahood by lying repeatedly and throwing everyone - even the lone brotha, Bobby - under the bus at every stop. She was sent home last night and I couldn't feel bad because any self-respecting sistah knows damn well "God don't like ugly." Plus her voice bugged me and her attitude was setting us back. I would have had more respect for her if she had followed the stereotype and cursed Chef Ramsey out whenever he called her stupid, lazy and slow. That would have seemed less slimy.The show will probably lack most of its flavor for me now that Lying Jen and Brotha Bobby are both gone. The entire premise of the show makes me have to ask you though. Sure, we curse people out and are even ready to throw some 'bows when confronted by blatant rudeness and ignorance on the street, in the club and even at Thanksgiving dinner. How much are you willing to dish out or swallow for fast fame and a plump paycheck?
