Golf superstar Tiger Woods posted a statement on his website today disputing wild rumors that he is a victim of domestic abuse.
Woods was involved in a one-car accident in the driveway of his mansion on Friday. He sustained facial lacerations and bruises that TMZ.com claimed were inflicted by his wife Elin Nordegren-Woods after the two argued about his rumored infidelity with an industry trollop.
Meanwhile, Woods canceled a 3rd scheduled meeting with FHP officers who sought to interview Woods and his wife about the accident.
As you all know, I had a single-car accident earlier this week, and sustained some injuries. I have some cuts, bruising and right now I’m pretty sore.
This situation is my fault, and it’s obviously embarrassing to my family and me. I’m human and I’m not perfect. I will certainly make sure this doesn’t happen again.
This is a private matter and I want to keep it that way. Although I understand there is curiosity, the many false, unfounded and malicious rumors that are currently circulating about my family and me are irresponsible.
The only person responsible for the accident is me. My wife, Elin, acted courageously when she saw I was hurt and in trouble. She was the first person to help me. Any other assertion is absolutely false.
This incident has been stressful and very difficult for Elin, our family and me. I appreciate all the concern and well wishes that we have received. But, I would also ask for some understanding that my family and I deserve some privacy no matter how intrusive some people can be.
This statement can be taken one of two ways: Either Tiger is admitting to having a substance abuse problem that led to his car accident (addiction to pain killers maybe?) or he really is telling the truth and Elin didn’t go upside his head with one of his own golf clubs.
Even if you doubt the existence of the Illuminati or the allegations surrounding Jay Z’s use of anti-Christian images and lyrics in his music, you can’t deny some of the damning evidence in this trailer.
This helps to explain how a singer with seemingly little in the way of talent (Robyn Fenty), was able to climb to the top of the music industry heap.
And it also explains how a mentally disturbed producer (Kanye West) was able to navigate the industry jungle to become one of the top rappers in the world while other artists connected to Jay Z seem to be languishing in obscurity (ie, Beyonce and Beanie Sigel).
But as Jay Z, Rihanna and Kanye are finding out, there’s a price to pay when you sell your soul to the devil for material gains.
Yesterday, I was out & about shopping, trying to find the sales when I received a text that golfing superstar Tiger Woods had been involved in a serious auto accident. The questions came quickly: was he alone in the car? Was alcohol involved?
My friend filled in the holes in the story: Yes he was alone in the car. He pulled out of his driveway and backed into a fire hydrant before plowing into a neighbor’s tree with his SUV. No, alcohol wasn’t involved. The accident occurred in his driveway. Right then we knew it had to be a domestic situation.
Earlier this week, the Huffington Post broke the story that Tiger Woods was sleeping around with an industry trollop — as all rich, powerful married men do.
When I got home and read the details online, it appears the media tried to cover for Tiger’s wife Elin by claiming that she broke out a window in his SUV with one of his golf clubs to get him out of the truck. The Florida highway patrol officer who arrived on the scene said Elin was “hovering over” Tiger with a golf club as he lay on the ground. Tiger was later treated for facial lacerations and released from a hospital.
Facial lacerations that were inflicted by Elin — not the collisions with the fire hydrant or tree.
Every sistah who has ever had their suspicions confirmed about their cheating men can identify with Elin. Tiger is lucky his wife reached for one of his golf clubs and not a knife or a gun.
But on the other hand, Elin should have known better. You don’t marry a rich and powerful man and not expect him to keep a mistress on the side. Keeping a mistress or two just goes with the territory when you’re rich and famous — and they all do it. Wives who think their husbands don’t cheat are delusional.
Now it remains to be seen if Elin will be charged with domestic battery or will the cover up continue.
How embarrassing for White House Social Secretary Desiree Rogers and her incompetent staff:
It seems that an uninvited couple showed up at a White House checkpoint for Barack Obama’s 1st state dinner on Nov. 24, and simply walked in like they owned the place.
Michaele Salahi — who is a cast member on the 1st season of ‘Real Housewives of DC’ – and her husband, millionaire Tareq Salahi, attended the prestigious White House dinner without an invite and later posted pictures of their escapade on Facebook.
The Salahis posted pics of themselves posing with WH chief of staff Rahm Emanuel, Vice President Joe Biden and marines on the White House lawn.
Bravo cameras followed the couple throughout the day on Tuesday as they prepared for the party, but the cameras were not on White House grounds that night, according to a Bravo spokesman.
At first the White House lied and said the couple never got close to the president. It took 3 days for a picture of the couple schmoozing with Barack Obama at the dinner to surface online.
When the AP asked WH social secretary Desiree Rogers whether she or anyone from her office were at the checkpoint to receive the guests, she answered curtly, “We were not.”
isn’t that her job to make sure someone is at the checkpoint to see that her invited guests get in OK and to keep uninvited guests out? Maybe if Desiree tended to her job a little better instead of worrying about being on the social scene, this kind of scandal could have been avoided.
Now everyone’s pointing fingers and the Secret Service is scrambling to explain how this couple got through their supposedly strict security procedures. A spokesman for the SS acknowledged that protocol was not followed that night.
Ronald Kessler, author of a book on the Secret Service, said in an interview:
“While the couple did pass through a magnetometer to detect weapons, they could have assassinated the president or vice president using other means — anthrax, for example. The additional security checks referred to by the Secret Service spokesman screen for such items as radiological contamination but would not detect secreted biological weapons.”
And let’s not forget that somewhere within the hallowed halls of the White House, the Obamas children were sleeping soundly. Their lives could have been endangered by this unprecedented lapse in security.
Last night, the president of the United States held his first state dinner at the White House. The well-heeled invited guests included a Prime minister, a Nobel prize laureate, millionaire industrialists and entrepreneurs, Katie Couric of CBS News, Robin Roberts of ABC News, actors Alfre Woodard and Blair Underwood, and this odd pair – billionaire movie mogul David Geffen and his 26-year-old boyfriend Jeremy Lingvall.
That’s Jeremy talking to Obama and that’s David Geffen, 2nd from left, in the above picture taken at the dinner last night.
The seating arrangement was designed so as not to bruise some of the biggest egos in the world. So the First Lady had her own table where she broke bread with her distinguished guests and Barack Obama’s special guests were seated at his table. I’m assuming there were other tables in the room as well.
Guess which table Geffen and his boy toy sat at?
Now I wouldn’t be mentioning any of this if the boy, Jeremy, hadn’t dashed home after the dinner to post pics from the dinner on his Facebook page along with little musings about the dinner and Obama in general.
According to Gawker.com, Jeremy and Geffen have been linked since last September when they met at an Obama fundraiser. Did I mention that Geffen is 66?
Anyway, once Gawker.com posted the pics from the kid’s Facebook, the privacy settings on the account were abruptly changed. You’d think that Jeremy would have made his page private before posting the pics — unless he wanted the world to see them?
Call me a prude or whatever, but a 66-year-old man bringing his 26-year-old sex object (what else is he?) to dine at the president’s table in the White House just seems a bit irregular to me.
But I guess no one raised an eyebrow since Geffen is a billionaire who contributed generously to Obama’s campaign?
So I was browsing my favorite blogs and I saw this item about socialite Teyana Taylor falling out with the chick behind the makeup product “Dope Lips.” Apparently, Teyana was perpetrating like this was “her” line of lip products as if we don’t know that some of us always lie about owning anything.
Well, according to TaSH, who follows the broad on Twitter, Teyana and Monica fell out:
DoPeLips is NO MORE… Teyana & Monica had a falling out
@DOPELIPS IS NOW @NOMOREDRAMAPLZ BECAUSE THE OWNERS OF DOPELIPS HAD A FALLING OUT. IF YOU WANT @DOPELIPS TO COME BACK THEN TALK TO @VIICIIOUSVIIXEN & @TEYANATAYLOR GET THEM TO MAKE UP AND B FRIENDS AGAIN BUT I DOUBT U CAN. I WISH @TEYANATAYLOR & @VIICIIOUSVIIXEN WOULD WORK IT OUT BUT I DONT SEE IT HAPPENING. MAYBE U GUYS CAN CONVINCE THEM. :’-(
Can you believe this? What kind of business arrangement did these two have going? Did they draw up the contracts on toilet paper? And why would we care about convincing them to work it out? Are we shareholders in the company?
I don’t even have to guess that Monica is black. This sounds like some ghetto foolishness for real.
With mostly garbage Hip Hop inundating today’s radio airwaves, some of us have been able to survive the R&B drought by queuing up Sade on our iPODs and dreaming of how life used to be. Well, dream no more: Sade Adu is returning with a new album for the lover in you!
We don’t even care that the ravaging effects of Sade’s rough life at the hands of her abusive husband is etched all over her face — she’s still beautiful to us!
According to Sony, Sade’s long-awaited follow up to the almost decade old classic “Lover’s Rock” is in the can and ready to hit store shelves in February 2010.
I admit, I’m downloading the album if it leaks early, but I’m also buying two copies: one for the crib and one for the ride. Can’t wait!
Skin whitening products have been all the rage within certain cultures for decades. But now advertising for the products have gone more mainstream — and more brazen.
This ad touts whiter skin as more socially acceptable, and assures us that our lives will get better if we smear the junk on our face.
I feel sorry for black people who can’t embrace our African features and feel the need to lighten their God given complexion to appease morons who prefer LSLH chicks.
Some black chicks go the skin lightener route when our skin darkens from exposure to the sun. The remedy is to apply sunscreen lotion or creams with high sun protection factors like SPF 20 or SPF 30 to block the harmful UV rays that wreaks havoc on the melanin in our skin and causes the cells to multiply rapidly on the surface of our skin.
Yes, blacks need sunscreen protection more than whites. Do your research, people.
Local artists Ludacris, left, rapper Big Boi, center, and singer Akon and his brother Bu Thiam (not pictured), put their busy schedules on hold yesterday to help distribute 2000 turkeys along with hundreds of pounds of greens, sweet potatoes and fixings to the needy at South Cobb high school in Austell, GA (a suburb of Atlanta).
Mayoral frontrunner Kasim Reed, left, posing with Chris “Ludacris” Bridges, center, and Akon Thiam, is hoping for a record turnout of voters for the mayoral runoff election on Dec 1st. Atlanta’s entertainment community will benefit greatly if Kasim wins because he plans to rescind the controversial 2:30 a.m. nightclub curfew which will boost the local economy.
If Mary Norwood wins the runoff, she will become ATL’s first ever white female mayor and her election will end a 30-year run of black mayors in Atlanta.
Akon’s brother Bu Thiam, who recently celebrated his new gig as VP at Def Jam, called me personally last week to say he planned to take out ads on Sandrarose.com. I asked him if I could have his Lamborghini instead, but he politely declined my request. At least I tried.