In our disgusting 'Honey Boo Boo' world, in which white is the new black and "ghetto" is "fabulous", we ask little Heather in pigtails to pose like a "gansta", as if we're encouraging her to say Cheese.
Buffoonish. Cartoonish. "Safe", and acceptable even for Grandma to digest (hell, it was probably Grandma who suggested the pose) ...
The inevitable co-opting and dumbing down ... the Sex Pistols to Green Day ... the Tupac to Snoop Dogg, Snoop Dogg to Snoop Lion ... the death sentence leveled on Salman Rushdie, to the international barrier of entry and panty dropper -- the party door and legs wide opener -- it seems to have become for him (lucky satan!) ...
Buffoonish. Cartoonish. Now "safe".
Walking through downtown Minneapolis, in the crisp night and bright streets and Halloween moon, I am spooked by this fiendish apparition. Little pig-tailed Heather, forced to say Cheese and strike a ridiculous pose from before she was born - one of late '80's / early '90's old school rap videos - the picture missing only gold teeth and a clock around the little girl's neck.
If she's five or six years from now 'backing that shit up' ... or pregnant ... in a gang, say, or mispronouncing the word "ask" ... then yes. It's patently offensive to see a young girl, blonde or otherwise - white or otherwise - put in a stance and told to smile, when she's got no idea why Dad thinks it's so "cute" ("cool", "hot", "fleek" (?) or "fly"):
Dad (or Grandma) should 'learn what time it is': to let their own younger images of themselves R.I.P., and their princess pose, smile and grow, naturally.