Studies show that black people as a community tend to search the Internets more for gossip rather than hard news, which is why urban media outlets such as BET no longer has a news program. Isn’t that sad?
I understand that black people want to fantasize and “get away” like in those Southwest airlines commercials. But for me, reality is so much more fun than fantasy and gossip.
Anyway, I’m rambling because, yesterday, one of my favorite readers (and contributors) emailed me to ask my thoughts on one of Necole Bitchie‘s posts about Dwight Eubanks, who was featured on The Real Housewives of Atlanta.
Dwight was a recent guest on The Wendy Williams Experience where he supposedly spilled the tea on who is gay in Atlanta.
My reader wanted to know if I believed Dwight’s allegations that rappers T.I. and Ludacris are gay.
I like Necole. I think her blog is a refreshing change from the hate and the BS gossip on other blogs. But, no, I do not believe Dwight. I think Dwight is a shameless opportunist who will say and do anything to stay in the spotlight.
It’s so easy to say who we think is gay, but here at Sandrarose.com, we prefer evidence. And there is no evidence to support Dwight’s allegations. None whatsoever.
I recall the time when one of Dallas Austin’s former employees attempted to kiss T.I. on the lips at a party — mafioso style — and T.I. went ballistic! T.I.’s boys had to physically restrain him from wildin’ out on this guy. T.I. was heated — and understandably so.
A brother like T.I. works hard to maintain his swag — especially here in Atlanta where real men are outnumbered by back packers 3 to 1.
Trust me, neither T.I. nor Ludacris could be gay in Atlanta and I not know about it. There are certain high profile gay men in Atlanta who throw intimate, exclusive, men-only parties in private homes where they can be discrete.
As I told you before, I was invited to one such party years ago. Everyone was there, from the guy who carries the mayor’s water bottle, and even one of Usher’s employees. Most of Atlanta’s top entertainment attorneys were also in the house.
I met a famous playwright/director for the first time at a different party in the same home. My point being that the circle of prosperous gay men in Atlanta is a very small one — and they all know each other, including Dwight.
Anyway, if I need to know who is gay in the industry, I simply call my friend, the home owner, who knows all their identities, or knows someone who does. Yet he has never mentioned Ludacris or T.I. The thought of T.I. or Ludacris being gay is simply absurd. Especially since I know who their favorite scrippers are. I’ve already told you about a few of the females that these guys have generously “served.”
Shout out to Sophia!