Those who know me closely realize how much I detest hypocrisy. That’s why I have such a “huge dislike” for certain celebrities. It’s a healthy dislike, so don’t worry. Often I put these people in what I call the Anti-Christ Trilogy. I have feature such celebrities as Christopher Lowell, Martha Stewart, Barney the Dinosaur, the Teletubbies, Paris Hilton and Paula Deen. My trilogy is a revolving door of distaste.
Paula Deen is my most recent addition to that trilogy. Ever since she came out saying that she had diabetes and was going to be a spokesperson for a diabetes association, I’ve had a huge problem with the southern belle. When we visited Savannah, Georgia a few years ago, my son and I were going to go into her restaurant and order a stick of fried butter. Just because we could. My wife stopped us (and the waiting list was too long).
You see, she had diabetes for years, cooked crap food that would have killed most diabetics, and didn’t come clean that she had the disease until she was paid to do so. Sell out! That’s also why I love Anthony Bourdain. He was battling with Paula Deen for her blatant hypocrisy. He even called Deen “pure evil” and “the frightening hell spawn of Kathie Lee and Betty Crocker [who] seems on a mission to kill her fans, one meal at a time.”
Today Paula Deen was told by the Food Network they would not renew her contract which ends at the end of the month. This comes in light of a discrimination lawsuit she is in the middle of. According to The New York Times, court documents state Deen “admitted she had used racial epithets, tolerated racist jokes and condoned pornography in the workplace.” Not to be cruel, but Deen and pornography are two words I never want associated with each other. Dang, the imagery is killing me.
So, good riddance Paula Deen. May you be relegated to cooking with butter in the privacy of your own home.
Until Next Time,