Last week for Clutch Magazine (while I was adjusting to living in the Big Bad City of NYC), I penned another story on Evelyn Lozada and her newly estranged, soon to be divorced hubby, Chad Johnson. Recently Johnson decided to deal with his break up by getting a tattoo of his future ex-wife's face on his leg. To put it mildly, this sounds incredibly ill-advised. For this post I touched on the romanticising of violence and pain out of love, when it's the one you love doling out that violence and pain.
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Which was self-implode. The two more famous for being reality TV stars than Chad Johnson's football skills and whatever the hell Evelyn Lozada did before Vh1's Basketball Occasional Sex Partners, got into a domestic dispute last weekend that ended with accusations of Johnson head-butting his newly wedded wife in an argument over condoms. But considering he's a craven, sexist fame whore and she's an emotional wreck known for throwing drinks and punches -- none of this is really all that surprising.
Hey, how can Evelyn, Tami and Shaunie be mean to anyone if all the folks they were mean to aren't on the show anymore? Bullying problem solved! Just get rid of all the victims. (Including Jennifer Williams who was slapped and wouldn't drop the charges and Royce Reed, who all the other women decided they hated many moons ago.) Although, this is probably for the best for Kesha Nichols, as girl should have never, ever done that show. Got that, ladies? If you challenge the big three in the world's worst illegally pledging sorority you will get dropped from the line. Also: Don't come to me crying when Kenya Bell finally goes all Michael Myers on you. You guys throw drinks, bottles, yell and slap people. She stabs folks. She's not stuck on Vh1's Basketball Wives with you, you're stuck on Vh1's Basketball Wives with her.
Vh-1's Basketball Wives wrapped its fourth season this spring and it was a boozy haze of fights, bullying, more fights, more bullying, pettiness and finally Tami Roman and Evelyn Lozada (who used to not care all that much for each other) coming together to form Rage Wonder Twins all over Tahiti. So, naturally, the reunion had to be about "Hey, we're not bullies in stilettos! Look! We're all going to sit here and pretend to be normal. We're normal. Look, NORMAL! Tee-hee!"
Hahahahaha. No, girl. Y'all not normal.