Pudding Pops!
This is a speech worthy of Father Mapple, given at a college by television actor Bill Cosby in Percival Everett’s new novel, I Am Not Sidney Poitier—one of the funniest books I have read in quite a while. I’ll never sell Pudding Pops for the white man. Check this book out. It’s genius.
You men think I’m going to take it easy on you. You think because you’re in college and sitting here in khakis and loafers that I’m all right with you. You think that because you’re not bopping your heads to rap music while sitting here that I’m going to embrace you. You’re wrong. You’re all pathetic. You’re pathetic until you’re not pathetic, until you do something strong and good and not until you do that. You think because you probably won’t be clad in an orange jumpsuit for stealing a piece of pound cake that I feel all warm and fuzzy about you. I sell Pudding Pops for the white man. I don’t know why I’m saying that, but I am. I make myself sick, but the white man is not to blame. He didn’t put the gun in the hands of the black kid down in juvenile hall. No, his missing father put it there. Pound cake. I’m on television. Black girls have babies by three or four fathers and why? Pudding Pops! That’s what I’m saying. Some of you are probably wondering how I can stand up here, call me high and mighty, talking about how I can stand here when I’m being sued for having babies with a woman other than my wife. Well, hell, I can afford to have babies. Pudding Pops! If you don’t know who your children’s friends are, then you’re not doing your job…I kissed a Japanese woman on screen in nineteen sixty-six and managed not to have a baby with her. I want to thank you for having me here today, and I want you to know that I will be more than happy to sign copies of my book, Fatherhood, which is on sale just outside at an attractive discount. Believe me, you need to read it. Thank you.
Tags: I am Not Sidney Poitier, Percival Everett
“Pudding Pops! That’s what I’m saying.”
a new slogan for a new era! yes! someday, perhaps one day very soon, that will become the chant, the cry, the anthem, the ecstatic jello-quivering hallelujah of the inauguration of a better world. from now on, when i’m feeling down, i’m going to quietly murmur beneath my shirt collar, pudding pops, that’s what i’m saying, and allow my spirits to rise in the patient knowledge of having struck the first match.
Pudding Pops! That’s what I’m saying.
Again!
Pudding Pops! That’s what I’m saying.
Again!
Pudding Pops! That’s what I’m saying.
“Pudding Pops! That’s what I’m saying.”
a new slogan for a new era! yes! someday, perhaps one day very soon, that will become the chant, the cry, the anthem, the ecstatic jello-quivering hallelujah of the inauguration of a better world. from now on, when i’m feeling down, i’m going to quietly murmur beneath my shirt collar, pudding pops, that’s what i’m saying, and allow my spirits to rise in the patient knowledge of having struck the first match.
Pudding Pops! That’s what I’m saying.
Again!
Pudding Pops! That’s what I’m saying.
Again!
Pudding Pops! That’s what I’m saying.
I have read some of his short fiction, right? He’s fantastic. This was great. Thanks.
I have read some of his short fiction, right? He’s fantastic. This was great. Thanks.
Drew- I got the Exosquad today! Thanks sooo much!
This is so weird. I just opened a gmail account this morning that is: iamnotspikelee.
And i hadn’t even read this post yet.
Spooky.
This is so weird. I just opened a gmail account this morning that is: iamnotspikelee.
And i hadn’t even read this post yet.
Spooky.
i wanna be able to afford to have babies.
i wanna be able to afford to have babies.
cosby has made himself into a pariah in the black community by telling these things.
i enjoy his speeches.
just as much as i enjoy the cartoon series “the boondocks”.
cosby has made himself into a pariah in the black community by telling these things.
i enjoy his speeches.
just as much as i enjoy the cartoon series “the boondocks”.
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