Poolan Rouge
Sexy-Dirty Drew Barrymore Cute actually has a pretty nice tan. Speaking of course, of the real world.
She’s normal, with a healthy pink glow, and she wants to lightly powder my bottom with confectioner’s sugar and then slap me with a Flowbee.
Which is how it should be.
But then Poolan Rouge comes along. Grinning like a forgotten piece out of our collective racist minstrel past that we’ve papered over and hidden from memory.
Reapprorpriating the burnt cork Al Jolson stereotypes of yesteryear, Poolan Rouge is blackface, by way of Indianface, by way of Jerzy guidoface, by way of poo.
Even Ubiquitous Red Cup can only sit and marvel at his redness, spilling over into blotches on his shirt.
Thankfully, the hippie dude down the hall just wants to borrow Poolan’s Spin Doctors CD.
