Waiting on the World to Change?

(Akiit.com) I just won’t give John Mayer a pass on his racist’s and misogynistic comments in a recent Playboy interview. You gotta draw the line somewhere and he’s definitely crossed it.

When asked if black women interested him he commented, with a few choice expletives for emphasis, he said he doesn’t open himself to black women because his genitalia “is sort of like a white supremacist.” In that same interview he also said he has a Benetton heart but David Duke genitals – he actually used another word but I won’t.

Obviously he is obsessed with his genitals and obviously he felt free to evoke his white supremacist card as he snuggled into the interview. After all, it was just Playboy Magazine and who reads that anyway? It was a rambling and revealing look into the mind of this artist. The light is on . . . and you know the rest.

He may have recorded a catchy hook in his Grammy Award winning anthem “Waiting on the World to Change,” but he’s on the hook for this remarks. He has branded himself with a new label – supremacist. Way to go John-Boy.

I got a few questions to ask. Is he truly crazy! Is he on drugs? Has he lost his freaking mind?

Could you characterize this as a tongue and cheek unguarded moment where loose lips ran wild?

Au contraire mon cheri! Now you know this has gotten under my skin when a sistah starts throwing in some French to make her point.

My mom always says, and this is a quote loosely translated from the Bible, “Out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks.” And I appended that once you say it, you can’t take it back because you meant it. That statement was in his heart, part of his fiber, infused in his marrow. That’s why it slid out of his month with such ease. You can’t blame it on the alcohol Mayer.

Oh there’s more. When asked what was it like to have a ‘hood pass’ after touting how much black people loved him he commented, “It’s sort of a contradiction in terms, because if you really had a hood pass, you could call it a nigger pass.”

Yep, the 32-year-old Mayer was actually quoted saying that – shocking.

Well after he pulled his head out of his purple haze, reality bit him in the butt. The fire storm of criticism about his irreverent comments was torrential as it should have been. He tried to clean it up with the most phlegmatic apology of the new millennium by saying that “he has to stop “trying to be so raw in interviews.”

Raw? That’s not an apology.

All we need now is for Ashton Kutcher jump out and yell “you’ve been punked,” because we have.

It shouldn’t surprise you that Mayer has had affinity for the blues and jazz, genres born and bred out of the black experience. His music is often characterized as soulful. I also read that Mayer grew up in the relatively diverse city of Bridgeport, Connecticut. He also he spent time in Atlanta playing in coffee houses before he became a superstar. He’s obviously spent a significant amount of time co-existing and coalescing with black folk. That affiliation helped him define his style, no doubt.

He had the honor of recording and collaborating with Herbie Hancock and B.B King, two towering legends. When he was tapped to perform at Michael Jackson’s funeral, we gave him his props because his instrumental version of “Human Nature” was amazing. Look what he gave us in return. If the Jackson family knew what was in his heart then, I wonder if they would have made a different choice.

Mayer took license and liberty and exercised insults and injury against a people who have made significant contributions to his career.

Written By Veronica Hendrix

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