Superfine: Tailoring Black Style

The Met The Black Dandy 2025

Talley, André Leon 16/10/1949<O>18/1/2022

Michael: This fragment was a fifth-level mature artisan – third life thereat.  André was in the passion mode with a goal of acceptance.  An idealist, André was in the emotional part of intellectual centre. 

André’s primary chief feature was greed fixated on satisfaction and the secondary, arrogance. 

André’s body type was Jupiter/Venus. 

The fragment André is fifth-cast in the first cadence.  André is a member of greater cadence three.  André’s entity is six, cadre one, greater cadre 6 pod 414. 

André’s essence twin is an artisan and the task companion a sage who is known to him. 

André’s three primary needs were: expression, expansion and communion. 

There are 14 past-life associations with Merlin and 10 with Merlin. ­

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Fin de siècle Black dandy who was larger than life. Someone who opened doors in the worlds of fashion, design and style for Black men and Black Americans like no other. He, of course, knew and worked with Anna Wintour for decades. Through milliner Frederick Jones, who himself was a Dandy and a half, I met André whilst briefly living in New York City. Frederick was a Leo like myself, but chiefly he was a friend and lover of Merlin’s.

Anna Wintour Eminence Grise Vogue

Anna has always been on the vanguard of what matters on the cutting edge of style. Her vision is unsurpassed. Naturally, Anna wears Louis Vuitton as she did approach Pharrell Williams two years ago after his ground breaking SS 24 Louis Vuitton’s Men’s Collection show, with the idea of the Black dandy for this years Met Gala. Goodness, and how beautifully they succeeded in bringing it all together.

Dr. Monica L. Miller

Elegantly enrobed in Wales Bonner, the American author’s works were the inspiration of this year’s Met Gala exhibition and show. Superfine: Tailoring Black Style a show which highlights the extraordinary style and sophistication of the Black American aesthetic by the Black dandy from the late 18th century, to the giants of the Jazz age in early to mid-20th century, to the dandy style icons of today. Dr. Miller curated a masterful show. Mille félicitations!

Black Dandyism and the Styling of Black Diasporic Identity

Dr. Miller’s insightful book that charts the history of Black dandyism. Disponible partout.

Superfine: Tailoring Black Style

The Metropolitan Museum exhibition catalog whose show served as the theme for this year’s spectacular Met Gala.

Christian Latchman

Model Christian Latchman – he served as the muse for the cover of the Superfine: Tailoring Black Style catalog, presented in a bespoke Helena Simon. Looking every bit the enthralling dandy, he wore a beautiful large pale flower at the lapel and a faux cape beneath his cream-coloured suit.

Met Gala Grand Stairway

Having walked the Indian bespoke blue carpet, up the grand stairway beneath a shower of crystalline stars, the parade of glitterati proved an ode to Black dandy style and sophistication. And what magical style, tailoring and creative vision were on display. Let the parade of dandy fabulousness commence!

Colman & Raul Domingo

Actor, Dandy, Colman Domingo, co-chair, along with Pharrell Williams, A$AP Rocky and Lewis Hamilton, was the epitome of style, elegance and dandy panache in royal blue bejewelled Valentino cape. Perfection! Nothing says dandy like jewellery and Colman’s Boucheron iceberg necklace was truly sublime. More than all that, he’s got the best complement that any dandy could ask for, a delightful husband in the way of Raul Domingo!

Colman Domingo

Colman Domingo in publicity shot from Autumn 2024 when the theme and chairs were announced for Met Gala 2025 Superfine: Tailoring Black Style with theme being Black American dandyism. The exquisite photograph was taken by Tyler Mitchell. I love the timelessness of the theme here; Colman looks like a time-travelling dandy from centuries past.

It Ain’t Over ‘Til It’s Over – Lenny Kravitz

Lenny Kravitz, the quintessence of Black dandy – super cool and spiritually refined. Do it to me

Jodie Turner-Smith

Chameleon, superb actor, here is the always electrifying Jodie Turner-Smith rocking maroon Burberry leather with the hat, which like the cane is part the dandy’s signature style. Jodie projects the right amount of androgyny and quirky allure making her one of the most commanding Black dandies on the evening at the Met Gala 2025. Stunning! Love the fact that her richly beautiful complexion glows with the maroons and reds of her outfit and makeup.

Lenny Kravitz Open Door Architectural Digest

If this video does not capture the essence of the luxe style and sophistication of the Black dandy, I don’t know what does. Paris. A home that’s an ode to his beautiful mum, Roxy Roker. Lenny is the quintessential Black dandy: Bahamian, Black, American, Jewish…Genius.

Kravitz, Lenny 26.5.1964 Manhattan

Michael: This fragment is a sixth-level mature artisan – second life thereat – some karma to repay. Lenny is in the observation mode with goal of acceptance. A spiritualist, Lenny is in the emotional part of moving centre.

Lenny’s body type is Saturn/Mercury.

Lenny’s primary chief feature is subdued arrogance and the second chief feature is stubbornness.

Lenny is fifth cast in the seventh cadence. Lenny is a member of greater cadence seven. Lenny is a member of entity two, cadre one, greater cadre 7, pod 414 – Lenny is a cadre mate.

Lenny’s essence twin is an artisan known to him, and the task companion is a discarnate sage.

Lenny’s three primary needs are: expression, freedom and power.

There are 8 past-life associations with Arvin and 10 with Merlin.

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Diana! Diva. Legend and every Black dandy’s mama! The 18-foot cape, white, fur-trimmed hat, total theatre by African designer, Ugo Mozie of ElevenSixteen. A cape which bears the embroidered names of her children and grandchildren. Even at her ninth decade, Diana’s megastar power weaved its magic. She was, of course, accompanied by her son, Evan, in true dandy form.

Evan Ross

Evan Ross, Diana Ross’s lastborn, was dandy cool whose arm band was an ode to the ultimate Black dandy genius, Michael Jackson. Evan, too, wore Uzo Mozie. More than all that, Evan’s cool was capped off by the diamond and Columbian emerald necklace by Alok Lodha. Stunning!

Lewis Hamilton

Hamilton, along with Colman Domingo and Pharrell Williams is a co-chair of this year’s ode to Black male style, the Black dandy at the Met Gala, 2025. Lewis wore bespoke Wales Bonner with baobab flower in pink diamonds at the lapel and floral hat pin by Briony Raymond. The look was decidedly racy…. white on white on white. Spectacular.

Imaan Hammam

Our Dutch model well understood the assignment and came to court fully focussed on paying homage to the spirit of dandyism. And gosh does it work! The cinched waist, the cane, the fascinator, the partially flared-legged high-waisted trousers. The loose polka dot tie and, most of all, that devastating self-confident gaze -swagger becoming of a true dandy. Imaan is styled by Magda Butrym.

Remember the Time – Michael Jackson

Without doubt, one of the greatest most phenomenal creative geniuses and Black dandies, Michael Jackson. This video which premiered during Black history month, 1992, remains one of my favourites.

Michael Jackson 63rd Academy Awards, 1991. Sammy Davis Jr. & James Brown

The jewellery, the sheer theatricality and magic that was Michael’s creative genius. Gone all to soon. He is one of countless dandies in the pantheon of Black musical greats who’ve given so much joy and inspiration to the world; I think that this exhibition at the Metropolitan Museum of Art serves to pay homage to these great masters of Black culture and, of course, style. Of course, key among Michael Jackson’s idols were Sammy Davis Jr. & James Brown; all three the most dashing dandies going.

Happy Pharrell Williams

If this is not the early 21st century anthem of the Black dandy, I don’t know what is. It is cool, sophistication, eloquence and elegance – all the unrivalled panache that is the Black American aesthetic.

Pharrell Williams & Helen Lasichanh

Third Met Gala 2025 co-chair, the most dynamic Black American renaissance man and dandy of the rarest order, Mr. Pharrell Williams. Black. Proud. Visionary. Game changer. Pharrell Spring-Summer 2024 Louis Vuitton’s Men’s show, spanning the River Seine, was like nothing before executed. Pharrell wears bespoke Adidas and Helen bespoke Comme des Garçons.

Men’s SS 2024 Louis Vuitton

Note perfect and the purest distillation of the Black dandy ever presented on the catwalk. That show was the most beautiful marriage of music, fashion, theatre and creative genius… the dandy, Pharrell Williams, that’s who!

Met Gala 2025 Louis Vuitton Pharrell Williams & crew

This Met Gala was just as dynamic as the Karl Lagerfeld-themed exhibition and, indeed, if ever there was a dandy, Karl Lagerfeld was quintessentially the one.

Whoopi Goldberg

Whoopi wore a bespoke Thom Browne design that deftly captured the whimsy and allure of the dandy. Older sage soul to her core, Whoopi enrobes the role of dandy for breathing life into Browne’s design.

A$AP Rocky

Cane and swagger to spare, of course, A$AP Rocky is going to bring the cool that is Hip-Hop/Rap dandyism. Dripping in diamonds: Briony Raymond diamonds on umbrella and Bvlgari diamond necklace, A$AP Rocky owned Black dandy in a suit and jacket by AWGE. He also happens to be the fourth chair of this year’s Met Gala. Superfine: Tailoring Black Style. Outstanding!

Guillaume Diop & The Isley Brothers

Principal dancer with the Paris Opera Ballet, Guillaume decked out in Valentino, ensouls the very elegant essence of the Black dandy. Guillaume and fellow Paris Opera Ballet dancer, Shale Wagman are among my favourite male ballet dancers of the current generation. And Shale is Canadian, too. Guillaume’s finger waves make him look like a time-travelling dandy member of Duke Ellington’s orchestra. The gloves and those frilly sleeves are luxe dandy and then some. Of course, Guillaume’s look is also an ode to the stylings of the Isley Brothers.

Tiffany Raja

Tiffany is a MAC makeup artist, sadly as has been the case each year, there is no co-ordinated effort by Met Gala organisers to collect data of each guest who walks the carpet. Name, designer, shoes, jewellery. That data can then be uploaded to live Met Gala site for all to see: media, public, fashion professionals. That aside, Madam outstandingly pulls off a handsome ode to dandyism. High waist pants with train, cane, top hat, feminised by net, choker jewellery. Elegance personified. This was one of the understated winners of the evening. Thus far, no idea for trawling the web, which designer styled her ensemble.

Brian Tyree Henry

The swagger, the confidence… nothing sexier. His cape by Orange Culture of Nigeria seems a fitting ode to a dandy prince at a royal court in Nigeria. The cuffs, his complexion are sheer perfection. A most stunning dandy.

Love Train Extended Remix – The O’Jays

At the soul of the Black dandy is the pulsating rhythms of music that at its core is rooted in Africa. Dandyism is about getting dressed in the finest threads and getting out there and shaking your gorgeously callipygous arse to the beats.

Janelle Monae

Janelle very effortlessly, fluidly molts, owning the character the costume requires. Here, she is in the process of shedding layers of self, becoming über dandy most ravishing. She, along with Demi Moore, did the greatest justice to the Thom Browne designs. Absolutely stunning dandy!

Stormzy

Stormzy, the musician as princely dandy works nicely for me. His presence is captivating and he rather commandingly owns his Tom Ford threads.

Alton Mason

But of course my darlings, the world’s highest paid male model is going to show the children what dandy is all about. Look at all that fierce swagger. What a body! Dandy Alton’s inordinate pulchritude is enrobed in BOSS.

Coming on strong and giving Alton a run for his dandy credentials, is the divinely beautiful Ugbad Abdi; she invokes androgyny to the max to pull off dandy cool. Love the cool delicious confidence. All that über ravissant dandy chic is cocooned in Michael Kors Collection.

Prince & The Revolution – Purple Rain

Merlin was completely, unabashedly besotted with Prince. Creative genius, androgyny and sexual confidence that was unsurpassed, Prince was the most intoxicating dandy. God only knows when Merlin was feeling especially amorous, it was always candlelight and purple rain on the stereo on repeat.

Prince. Little Richard & Jimi Hendrix

Dandy: eyeliner, pout, cane, swagger, attitude, snarl, sexual appeal to no defined gender, androgyny… yeah, that would be Prince. Prince, of course, is also part of a troika of dandies spanning decades: Prince, Little Richard & Jimi Hendrix. All of them, fluid, outspoken and phenomenal creative geniuses with more sexual mojo than Jupiter has got moons.

Tracee Ellis Ross

The super dynamic Tracee, actor, writer, producer and all-around phenom is wearing a bespoke Marc Jacobs. That snazzy headpiece proves a marvellous ode to über dandy sophistication.

Babyface & Marvin Gaye

Well, of course, Babyface is going to pull up carrying a cane. He is after all the epitome of super cool, fly and sexy dandy in the same league as style icon, Marvin Gaye. Both were/are the smoothest dandies going. Babyface here is stylishly enrobed in the vision of the dandiest of Black American designers, Mr. LaQuan Smith.

Justice Smith

Actor Justice Smith handsomely pulls off Black dandy cool with a pale Valentino suit, casually accessorised by sublime frills at the neck and sleeves. The black polka dot sleeve morphing into scarf is ingenious. The buttons and the finger waves are that extra touch that makes his a winning ode to the Black dandy.

Regé-Jean Page

This vibrant monochromatic caped Brioni look is beautifully styled as Regé-Jean makes for a commanding dandy. Love the passion of the intensely rich, hues of red; I might add that a cane and cigar would have taken his dandy to stratospheric levels of superfly cool.

LaKeith Stanfield

The commanding American actor is elegantly styled by Ferragamo. The black and white combination is nicely capped off by the white fedora and white silk scarf with red pocket square handsomely completing the dandy ensemble.

Satin Doll – Duke Ellington Orchestra
Duke Ellington

There can be no doubt who one of the most influential and dynamic Black dandies of the 20th century was, Duke Ellington. The style, elegance and his magical rapport as he seduced his audiences were legendary… and still endure. There can be no other mid-20th century icon of Black American dandyism than Duke Ellington!

Jordan Roth

Honourable mentions must go out to those who came to court to salute and celebrate the cool sophistication of the Black American dandy. Nobody does dandyism like Jordan Roth. Decked immaculately in LaQuan Smith, Jordan understood the assignment and André Leon Talley looking down, fanned himself and likely declared, “The child is fierce. The child is giving cool, sophisticated Black American dandyism par excellence!” Work it, Jordan!

Coco Jones

Here is our darling, Coco Jones giving us fierce Queen at the court of Black American dandyism. Coco was beaded and perfectly stitched by Indian genius, Manish Malhotra. Coco’s ensemble is truly a museum worthy work of art!

Maharaja of Patiala, Yadavindra Singh

Now this is next-level dandyism, at least within the context of the dandy for the Met Gala, 2025.

Diljit Dosanjh

Let’s talk about the Dravidian dandy, paying homage to Black American dandyism. Here we have actor/singer, Diljit Dosanjh dripping in jewellery as the ultimate dandy, the Maharaja! Prabal Gurung’s research and execution are unsurpassed. This is pure white peacock fanning his features with the greatest elegance. Diljit got the assignment right and knocked it out of the park! I am sure André Leon Tally was euphoric as Diljit alighted on the blue carpet.

Isha Ambani

The ever impeccable Isha Ambani is dressed by master tailor and creative genius, Anamika Khanna. As with Diljit Dosanjh’s Prabal Gurung, Isha’s progression up the blue carpet was impressive and memorable.

Jasmine Tookes

Jasmine is masterfully dressed in a bespoke dandy outfit by designer Ruth E. Carter. This ensemble works handsomely. Look at it all: canes, gloves, fedora, necktie, décolletage and those heels. Ruth definitely got the memo.

Set Design for Met Gala 2025

This tremendous set must have smelt truly beautiful. This year’s Met Gala’s theme was exquisitely executed and vibrantly came to life with the parade of souls whose presence and outfits were a loving ode to Black dandyism.

Moon Dreams – Miles Davis
Miles Davis

This creative genius and innovator of Black high culture, Jazz has always been a towering icon of Black dandyism. The supreme cool that Miles ever exuded was the higher octave of the Black dandy. A truly remarkable human!

Jon Batiste

This stratospherically creative genius owns Black dandy cool like it’s nobody’s business, which is why he deserves to be in the same league stylistically and creatively as Miles Davis. The Jon Haider Ackermann for Tom Ford suit was appropriately complemented by saxophone, just one of the many instruments he has commandingly mastered.

Sir Duke – Stevie Wonder

Stevie Wonder’s music will ever remain the pulse of Black American dandyism. A truly marvellous creative genius.

Stevie at Met Gala dressed in a black Sergio Hudson ensemble deftly brought the love and light to the celebration of the Black dandyism. The beading throughout is understated… sublime.

Snoop Dogg

Though he did not walk the Met Gala 2025 blue carpet, Snoop Dogg has always been the cool, cutting edge of the Urban Black dandy. From the cane, to the rings to fedoras the extravagant outfits, he effortlessly weaves in and out of the worlds of player pimp and dandy. Dandy swagger is always where it’s at with Snoop Dogg.

Teyana Taylor

Teyana’s spectacular ensemble is another Ruth E. Carter design. This fluid dandy hipster has seriously got it going on. The hat, cane, platforms from the 1970s, evocative of the Blaxploitation era films, starring badassed Queens like Pam Grier. The darkly brooding burgundy palette handsomely set the mood.

André 3000

Guess who’s got new music that’s about to drop? This dandy does not do subtle that’s for sure! The baby grand piano aside, André 3000 is beautifully dressed by Burberry. That’s one way to bring the music, which Jon Batiste also did… though not figuratively.

Andra Day

Andra’s a vision in electric fuchsia designed by master taskmaster, Jêróme Lamaar. The décolletage is handsomely complemented by the chandelier necklace. The opera glasses, the tiny clutch and that pinky ring atop the gloves – it is all winning high-end Dandy chic. From her big hair to her elegant matching fuchsia platforms, Andra is one hell of an engaging dandy.

Usher

Still coasting from his successful performance at the NFL Super Bowl LVIII halftime show, Usher came through in white silk scarf, cane, purple socks and a smashing Ralph Lauren suit. Smooth dandy through and through!

Megan Thee Stallion

Undisputed Queen of Hip-Hop, Megan Thee Stallion was all bombshell fabulousness. Just look at how Michael Kors Collection went all out for this bespoke costume. Look at that faux fur fabulousness. The red hair nicely complements her look. Amazing!

Pusha T

Nothing says understated dandy elegance than Pusha T’s burgundy Louis Vuitton suit with a healthy dash of crystal embellishments on both shoulders chest and upper back. Suave, elegant as ever, Pusha T’s ode to Black dandyism in America was sartorial perfection.

Jaden Smith

This adorable dandy, is indeed a musician and he also owns dandy eccentric outright; hell I would wager that he’s got his generation’s trade mark on Black dandy securely in the bag. Dandy Mr. Smith is caped and robed in Ozwald Boateng. Really fine!

FKA Twigs

FKA’s Wales Bonner ensemble is flapper groovy vibes, even the sling back heels are decidedly flapper chic. Who does not love feathers partout?

Burna Boy

Also, coming on strong in Ozwald Boateng is princely African dandy, Burna Boy. Look at those shoes! The leather coat, yellow against burgundy, so vibrantly and distinctly African, proves a marvellous ode to dandyism whether in the diaspora or on the continent.

Future

Also, presenting a masterful ode to Black dandyism is rapper, creative genius, Future. Like the creative innovator that he is, ever changing and pushing his art forward, Future is attired in Louis Vuitton, now sporting cropped blond do, gone are the dreadlocks. Love the fabric’s thick look and pattern design.

Ayra Starr

Nigerian singer, Ayra is not short on sex appeal. Her dandy allure is assured by long green-nailed grip on that cane. Her Ozwald Boateng design is beautifully slit well above the knees with an equally plunging and alluring décolletage. She is positively magical.

Kaytranada

Rings galore, ruffles, sunglasses and attitude to knock over the CN Tower, Kaytranada came through, showing how Canadian dandies rock. Pushing the music forward, of course, there is going to be tons of dandyism to spare, especially so when dressed to the nines in McQueen. Go ahead!

Dev Hynes

Talk to me about the rock steady soulfully sublime dandy that is Dev casually, elegantly decked in Valentino. Of course, shades are a must. He is devastatingly handsome, self-assured and bringing the soul to dandyism in one leap across the pond.

Mary J. Blige

Queen. Soul Sista numero un! This queen’s ode to dandyism is rocking with the big hoop diamond earrings, the coat and a fabulous pantsuit that leaves more real estate for jewellery. It is all handsomely created by the lush creativity of Stella McCartney. Solid!

Leon Bridges

Singer/Songwriter, record producer Leon Bridges rocking Nicolas Daley, that’s who came through rocking Black American dandy cool. Work it! And the gloves and shoes matching the pinstripes… truly next-level.

S. Coups

Coming through, is everyone’s favourite K-pop dandy. S. Coups is styled in a voluminous grey BOSS ensemble and it works handsomely.

Lizzo

Go ahead! Lizzo owning her power with a waist-cinching black and white masterpiece with fishtail. This wonderful bit of couture architecture was the realised vision of Christian Siriano. In the style decadent world of the dandy, Lizzo is owning her place with the cigarette holder and that blonde bombshell crown. Brava!

Questlove

The ever scholarly Questlove is beautifully attired in a bold pinstriped suit by Gabriela Hearst. Love the fabric and the artist’s understated elegant take on dandyism. Beautiful.

Shaboozey

Not surprisingly, the unconventional creative artist is focussed in a genre not readily associated with contemporary Black dandies. I, though, love everything about this bespoke Robert Wun outfit: the tails, the hat, the beading with matching grills. Iconic. Go ahead, Shaboozey, what others think is none of your business!

Tyla

Gorgeous Tyla, those drop finger curls though, pulls off a very regal ode to dandyism in her ample-trained bespoke Jacquemus. Marvellous! Do it to me…

Sly Stone

Yes… Sly Stone knew a whole lot about dandyism. Here then are other musicians who came to court at the Met Gala in tribute to Black American dandyism. Sweet and blissful dreams to the recently departed, beloved creative genius, Sly Stone.

Nicki Minaj

Nicki came through a blooming Queen decked out in Thom Browne and looking like the Boss that she is. The fishtail and the butterfly fascinator is the cherry on top.

Bad Bunny

The hip young Puerto Rican dandy came through dripping swagger and Latin heat. His Prada was a lovely ode to the Black American dandy. The oversized bag and the quirky hat, we love the vibe that this dandy magically weaves.

J Balvin

Chez Chez la Femme, what other tune effortlessly surfaces on seeing this boldly striking ode to dandyism. Turn up the Dr. Buzzard’s Original Savannah Band to the max. Just look at that matching pink fedora! Vintage Marc Jacobs won the super cool, Latin-dandy-at-court vibe, to be sure!

Nick Jonas & Priyanka Chopra

Nick Jonas came through in Bianca Saunders whilst his megawatt Queen, Priyanka Chopra was elegantly styled in a white with black polka dot suit by Balmain. That black hat was next-level cool.

Chance the Rapper

Chance owned the joint in his Versace ensemble. He looked fantastic.

Doechii

Who doesn’t love an afro? Doechii’s dandy has got all tees crossed and what a smoking Louis Vuitton ensemble she’s got. I love the tails of the morning suit look.

Maluma

Willy Chavarria understood the assignment and delivered a handsome, winning ode to dandyism. The fabric, the melding colours, the jewellery, flower and pink accessorisation were complementary and worked beautifully. And, of course, the dandy wears a hat and in place of cane or cigar a delicate pink flower will do nicely!

Cardi B

Nothing is sexier than watching Cardi B sop up gravy off her plate with her tarantula leg long nails – stab vegetable, swirl about the plane, sop up gravy and then stuff into the elegantly foulest mouth in Hip Hop. What the fuck is not to love! Her green velvet Burberry open robed design with frills and ruffles and dangerously sexy décolletage is all from the masterful Daniel Lee. This colour works beautifully on Cardi B’s complexion and that embossed velvet is truly masterful craftsmanship.

Central Cee

London town came to represent! Rapper Central Cee was cool, crisp and luxe dapper. Love the cool cornrows; a beautiful twist on dandyism, indeed. This dandy’s cool was charmingly pulled off in Jacquemus – it works!

Charli XCX

One of the few Ann Demeulemeester creations spotted on the blue carpet. Charli’s was pure sexy cool dandy, through and through.

Omar Apollo

Grammy-nominated Omar, the Queer Latin crooner, gave suave sophistication to his interpretation of dandyism. Omar was one of several persons who chose, and elegantly so, Wales Bonner. He effortlessly pulled off the look.

Lauryn Hill

Now this is tropical post-colonial dandyism writ large. Positively love the vibrant West Indian yellow of this Cheney Chan masterpiece. The afro, attendant with matching yellow parapluie and of course what colourful West Indian would not have a blue Birkin? The cape, shades and the handheld golden ornament is giving African dandyism vibes, too.

Tom Francis

Mr. Francis is stylishly decked out in a relaxed suit by Todd Snyder.

Halle Bailey

Halle is wearing a Coach ensemble. How hard is it to do some research and put in the effort to the gala’s theme? Rule number one if a woman has legs that resemble thighs rather than not then a pantsuit or maxi is de rigueur. No side slit; pants or maxi, anything else diminishes the silhouette and makes it horizontal rather than vertical – especially so when not especially tall. This is not a winning look for a gala.

Actors

Billy Dee Williams

Thanks to Motown’s Berry Gordy’s visionary genius, the latter half of the 20th century was presented with the Black American dandy of both stage and film, in the way of Billy Dee Williams. His successful turns with Diana Ross, Queen of Motown, led to George Lucas casting him as lead, Lando Calrissian in the Star Wars franchise. I especially loved his turns in the Scott Joplin biopic. Incidentally, the soul who was incarnate as Scott Joplin was recently incarnate as the diminutive dandy, Prince. Billy Dee set the tone of the Black American dandy as actor!

Zendaya

From her two outfit entrance at last year’s Met Gala; however, this year Zendaya kept it cool, crisp and easy with a definitive ode to Black American dandyism. That hat is smoking and her monochromatic white ensemble by Louis Vuitton is the epitome of superfine sophistication.

Caleb McLaughlin

Next generation Black dandy actor, Caleb fiercely came through in Dior. Positively loved the cane, though, a grey pair of gloves would have been less at odds with the ensemble. Love the hat!

Angela Bassett

Work it my darling. Isn’t she the most phenomenal human? Love that dark-embossed velvet pantsuit and no possible chance of décolletage spillage here. Coming on strong in the dandy sweepstakes, let’s all say it with love, “Wakanda Forever!”

Damson Idris

Actor Damson Idris went for the cool, casual all-American look for this Black American dandy by dressing in burgundy Tommy Hilfiger. Waistcoat, shoes and gloves worked handsomely; can’t beat the smashing swagger of a well-dressed dandy! Can’t wait to see his turn in F1!

Hunter Schaffer

Hunter pulled up rocking bespoke Prada with that contrasting white beret adding cool dandy vibes to her commanding presence. Lovely!

Tramell Tillman

Thom Browne dressed actor, Tramell with a definite ode to the sophistication of the Harlem Renaissance. It works beautifully and the shoes and velvet cape-like tails add a sexy dash of super cool to the actor’s swagger!

Halle Berry

LaQuan Smith perfectly understood the assignment and knew how he had to present a true Queen. They both knocked it clear of the park. From her pillbox hat with netting to that décolletage being eclipsed by the drop dead gorgeous necklace, Playful Halle came to slay and that she did.

Ncuti Gatwa

The very flamboyant Scottish actor brings loads to the modern day Black dandy; however, audiences across the pond were not in the inclusive mood. Before you could settle in, out he went from Doctor Who, a show I’ve never watched. In any event, here his stance and the debonair way he holds his gloves, not only nicely set off his black and purple checkered Ozwald Boateng suit, it just gives away the plot – this without doubt, is a sage soul! He was definitely is one fiercely delicious dandy!

Kiara Advani

Best blooming pregnant mum on the blue carpet, this year or any for that matter. This Indian goddess styled by Gaurav Gupta and that two-toned train is decidedly regal. What a wonderful way to pay homage at the court of the Black American dandy. Radiant mum-to-be.

Keith Power

Keith is so sexually magnetic; he is the kind of pretty young man that gifted New York milliner, Frederic Jones would pass a dinner party openly lusting with the most foul talk about his desire to corrupt and devour, completely oblivious of anyone being present, most especially his very jealous and possessive Puerto Rican lover. Here the actor is styled by BOSS and those flare-legged, high-waist trousers are the epitome of dandy cool. And don’t you just want to tug on that big fat tie!

Tessa Thompson

Another masterpiece by creative genius, Prabal Gurung. Tessa – whose performance in Passing, is simply breathtaking, in this cream and black ensemble. The hat and platform shoes pulled it all together in a stunning display of dandy fabulousness.

Jeremy Pope

Jeremy’s jacket is a sheer work of art by fashion’s truly unsurpassed creative genius, John Galliano for Maison Margiela. To style the jacket such that it looks like the bodice of a mannequin is truly ingenious. Jeremy’s finger waves add softness to the otherwise super buff sexiness of the bulging muscles… when did this transformation occur? Jeremy is the epitome of sexy cool dandy as is his look at this year’s Met Gala.

Nicole Kidman

Sporting a new hairdo, the ravishing chameleon sported a marvellously constructed Balenciaga couture black gown that was one of the most subtle and masterful designs to have walked the blue carpet. As ever, Kidman looked cool and sophisticated.

Tyson Beckford

Model turned actor, Tyson came through in suavely elegant sartorial splendour in a black and white suit from Ralph Lauren Purple label. This is how you handsomely pull off understated dandy!

Yara Shahidi

Little represented Fear of God was the design house chosen by commendable actor, Yara Shahidi. Tailoring, lines, cut and Yara’s allure made this outfit, including the heavy coat, one of the most notable monochromatic ensembles at the dandyism gala.

Henry Golding

Sexiest motherfucker on the planet, Henry Golding that’s who! This man should be front of the line, indeed, there should be no one else considered for the next James Bond. This alas is a world run by racialised goons who are all too often much threatened by anyone who does not look like they do. Every role this actor ensouls evokes images of the cool sophisticated dandyism with a gun that is James Bond. The Singapore native is styled in a golden Ozwald Boateng; of course, he is the coolest dandy in any room. Just imagine him saying, “James. James Bond…”

Malick Bodian

Oh my, let’s talk about continental dandies paying homage to the Diaspora dandy. Just look at Malick rock this Chanel ensemble that the cool professional model and keenly aware of optics photographer that he is. The pillbox hat, along with those long slim trousers that flare at the bottom make him a most handsome continental African dandy.

Taraji P. Henson

Monse X took their deconstructed look to extremes here. Again, among my major style pet peeves – legs you show, thigh-like legs, one never does. A beautiful jacket with lots going on is marred by Taraji’s legs being left exposed. The cane and matching bowler were marvellous; all it would have taken a pair of flared-leg pants in matching colour to have made this ensemble a winning competitor. Your job as designer is to make your client look their very best!

Patrick Schwarzenegger

Arnie’s boy has made dirty old men out of many. This dandy deftly epitomises fluidity and ambisexuality – eye candy, to be sure. Love the square-boxed shoes, the flared-legged Balmain. Just look at that wholesome melange of Schwarzenegger and Kennedy DNA. A friend recently remarked, “You just want to lick his neck.” The man purse is très dandy chic. His turn on White Locust was smashing. Do not be deceived, however; this man has 9.9.4 = 4 numerology. There is nothing inviting or remotely liberal beyond his exterior.

Jon Kortajarena

Wow, this dandy exudes both lady-killer vibes and confidence in spades. To be sure, this is one of the best displays of dandyism to have walked the Met Gala 2025 blue carpet. He is immaculately styled by Haider Ackermann for Tom Ford.

Omar Sy

French actor, Omar, could look no finer for being styled by Ozwald Boateng and just look at those two-toned green and black shoes. Parfait! The master tailoring of his suit is matched by the warm yellow shirt, which with his rich complexion do not require a tie.

Barry Keoghan

Would you believe that Barry’s wearing Valentino, me neither? What’s not to love, he readily drops britches… so there’s that. The frilled sash, buttons and embroidery are all true hallmarks of any dandy worth their assignation. Cool, confident understated and sexy.

Jon Michael Hill

Jon is styled by Oscar-winning costume designer, Paul Tazewell. Attention to detail and perfect colour co-ordination were all here on display. The actor’s pinstriped suit in a pale palette allowed him not to appear less tall and the shoes and tie matching the pocket square all handsomely rounded out the look of the modern day dandy.

Louis Partridge

Fedora to the two-toned shoes, young Louis dazzled as dandy most rare. Louis stylishly paid homage to Black American dandyism exquisitely turned out by Prada. I am not remotely familiar with his work, but he does seem magnetic… at least on the blue carpet.

Shah Rukh Khan

Here, the dynamic film actor and producer holds court in a tasteful design by Sabyasachi as the subcontinental dandy pays homage at a celebration of Black dandyism. The rings, cane and necklaces are all dandy luxe in various tones and textures of black. Fantastic.

Nnamdi Asomugha

Athlete turned actor, director, producer and Kerry Washington’s husband wore a stylish LaTouché suit. The ensemble works beautifully and he is even more charming a dandy when coupled with his gorgeous better half, Kerry. Love the shoes and attitude.

Jeremy Allen White

Jeremy was another actor who walked the blue carpet styled by Louis Vuitton as interpreted by the truly phenomenal Pharrell Williams at Louis Vuitton Men. He is as casual as his suit is understated; I am not the least bit familiar with his work as I rarely look at episodic television.

Walton Goggins

The colour schemata being a dead giveaway, Walton was definitely styled by Thom Browne. The deconstructed look was handsome and another actor with whose work I am unfamiliar. The style is elegant rather than garishly loud.

Andrew Scott

Giuliva Heritage put together one of the more stylish and eclectic looks to walk the blue carpet. Mr. Scott’s shoes were killing it, to be sure. Caramel/toffee, red and teal never looked sexier. This was a memorable outfit and dandyesque in the true sense.

Kelvin Harrison Jr.

Prada was definitely in the house as worn by actor, Kelvin as he made a bold bid in the dandy stakes. Looking mighty fine, indeed. The shirt and pocket square added the right dash of dandyism to have qualitied.

Adrien Brody

Fear of God did the task; the silk and monochromatic look worked. I find this man wholly unpalatable… enough said.

Callum Turner

Congrats to Callum & Dua Lipa, the latter whom I adore, on their recent engagement. Our man Callum is outfitted in Louis Vuitton Men and looked every inch the dapper dandy!

Jeff Goldblum

Wales Bonner did the honours here, but ask me if I care. Just send him a bushel of blooming olives. This man is no more a singer of the Jazz idiom as he is an actor. Jazz will never be other than Black high art; especially so, in this the age of DEI blowback. More than ever, if you can afford a Bentley why pray tell time-waste in a frigging Lada?

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Designers

LaQuan Smith

No other designer who walked the blue carpet at the Met Gala’s Dandyism show better epitomised the dandy than LaQuan. Shoes, coat, shades, swagger. Do it to me! And, as you might expect, he is of course wearing LaQuan Smith. The rings and earrings are next-level dandy luxe.

Edvin Thompson

The American designer of the Theophilio brand is dressed in one of his designs. Nothing says dandyism than that giant roaring red hibiscus. The swashbuckling hoop earrings, the oversized black cap, tilted of course, Edvin’s presentation is a commanding ode to Black American dandyism from the ’70s through to today. Oh my darlings, there is so much rich detailing throughout this ensemble… magnificent. More than that, there is a certain je ne sais quoi about Edvin that strongly reminds me of Frederick Jones.

Alessandro Michele

Valentino creative director Alessandro always seems to thoroughly enjoy himself at the Met Gala. Good for him and he elegantly did Valentino justice in the creations he offered up. The white mink stole he carried was all things dandy and we love it!

Ibrahim Kamara

Nothing beats a dandy in Chanel, head to toe. The multi-strand pearls, the golden chain belt, definitely Karl Lagerfeld would have approved. Like Prince, he ought to have been wearing heels and white shoes at that. He is still, one dropdead sexy dandy and current creative director of Off-White after Virgil Abloh’s passing!

Vice-President Kamala Harris & First Husband Doug Emhoff also attended the ode to Black American dandyism. She was elegantly styled by Ibrahim Emhoff for Off-White. Though she doubtless would have made an excellent President, the fact that she said that she supported a two-state solution, is precisely why she was defeated. In the end, America got what it damn well deserves and those who’ve grossly buggered and fixed the American civilisation into the ground will never ever recover from their vulgar, power-mad Icarian fall from grace, being vulgarly, murderously played out these past two years. Funny how it never occurred to Trump to want to annex Canada during his first term.

Prabal Gurung

Prabal has got it going on and his animation of Diljit Dosanjh as Maharaja dandy paying homage at the courtly celebration of the Black American dandy won the prize hands down… right down to the sword! Lovely creations this year, every single design of his. Congrats, Prabal gets an A+ for having gotten the assignment just right, and his muse was the epitome of dandy swagger.

Willy Chavarria

Dressed decadently, Willy convincingly came to court paying just homage to dandyism.

Edward Enninful

I keep anticipating Edward turning up at the Met Gala, escorting the divinely elegant Emma Weymouth, The Marchioness of Bath. Maybe not this year; perhaps, they’ll be a near-future Met gala whose theme will be an ode to the English aristocrat; one can only hope. This year, Edward teamed up beautifully with Moncler, hence Moncler x EE72, to produce memorable designs like those worn by Alicia Keys and Swizz Beatz. Most of all, the one outfit was the cowl worn by the gloriously exotic Vittoria Ceretti, who has the greatest high-arched feet imaginable. We adore!

B J Gray

The cane, the superb tailoring and the dreadlocks done up in a bun, this is my kind of stylish dandy through and through. Mr. Gray is styled in one of his label’s design, Gray X. I absolutely love that play on the herringbone coat. Perfection!

Char DeFrancesco & Marc Jacobs

Marc Jacobs and his husband, Char DeFrancesco are both styled in monochromatic Marc Jacobs; one in white, the other black. Marc’s look has certainly evolved in recent years; the couple do look happy.

Charles Harbison

The suave Mr. Harbison heads Harbison Studio whose designs, I rather favour. The look is sophisticated, yet on the whole understated.

Donatella Versace

Perhaps because she is moving on from an active role in the Versace brand, but so far as I could make out, only Chance the Rapper was coming on strong in Versace. As ever, Donatella looked glorious.

Zac Posen

Zac arrived escorting Laura Harrier who seemed blissfully enthralled by his company, to say nothing of his design. I loved her Gap design outfit’s exaggerated sleeves and trousers’ bell bottoms. She was a camp play on dandy with the greatest gusto; truly divine.

Raul Lopez

Mr. Lopez escorted the seeming only person that he dressed on the night. She was dressed in space-age straitjacket attire and looking none too thrilled. LUAR certainly has a niche market and it didn’t look to be a dandy’s must-have look.

Tory Burch

Tory and her eponymous label fared well on the evening. Tory’s outfit was one of my favourite looks that walked the blue carpet. All that black beading against a beaded white sheath was sheer genius. It worked beautifully; always good to see the designer.

Vera Wang

The designer’s ensemble was bold and exotic, loved the fishtail of grey feathers. Perhaps, though, she ought to have sported a white bolero jacket or bolero made of the same grey feathers. the folds on the dress are rippling and elegant.

Stella McCartney

No female designer gave goddess sheath more so than Stella McCartney. In all honesty, I felt that she was among the best-dressed attendees to have walked the blue carpet.

Daniel Lee

Really love the design focus that Daniel Lee has this season at Burberry. This thick embossed velvet in truly rich tones is a definite winner. Positively lovely.

Charlie Casely-Hayford

Dynamic, young fashion/design maverick of the eponymous international menswear brand Casely-Hayford. Love his attire here on the blue carpet. Wonderful, relaxed ode to dandyism.

Giovanna Battaglia Engelbert

Giovanna is consummately self-aware. She understands line, movement and perspective. She is the perfect visionary to bring forth the dazzling designs one has come to expect of Swarovski. Beautiful colour palette she chose, too.

Sergio Hudson

Women’s ready-to-wear design Sergio Hudson made quite a stunning impact in his soft pink and black palette. Gloves, dapper shoes and rose at the lapel. Sergio proved one of the most elegant dandy’s to have walked the blue carpet. Stunning.

Dapper Dan

DD the dandy of Harlem fashion was on the scene. Black and white were the theme which he convincingly nailed. This Harlem dandy, Dapper Dan, is still going strong.

Michael Kors

Many have come and gone, but through it all, Michael Kors is still standing. Mr. Kors’s winning design was alluringly worn by Megan Thee Stallion. Always exciting to see Mr. Kors walk the Met Gala carpet.

Grace Wales Bonner

Grace is a British menswear designer who certainly made her mark at the Met Gala, 2025. All her designs made their muses standouts at the ode to dandyism.

Andrew Bolton & Thom Browne

Andrew Bolton is the Wendy Yu curator at the Costume Institute at the Met, and obviously plays a key role in the annual Met gala fundraiser. He is, of course, joined by inventive, creative genius, designer, Thom Browne, whose designs are always distinctively noteworthy. Certainly, his designs for both Demi Moore and Janelle Monae will transcend time.

Gabriela Hearst with Questlove & Chris Rock

Gabriela is flanked by both Questlove and Chris Rock. I rather love her designs, especially as presented at the Met Gala.

Manish Malhotra

Manish’s presentations on the Met Gala’s blue carpet were truly spectacular. As ever, the stylish Natasha Poonawalla was a reanimated harlequin vision in purple, black and white with attention to every detail. Most of all, his design for Coco Jones proved the evenings showstopper. The beading, cape, cut and line were next-level elegant. His vision of the dandy was handsomely realised.

Maxwell Osborne. Justin Jefferson & Dao-Yi Chow

Sportsman Justin Jefferson is flanked by Public School designers, Maxwell Osborne and Dao-Yi Chow. Look at what a fine dandy their genius presented at the Met Gala. Positively love Mr. Jefferson’s attire.

Sabyasachi

This swell Dravidian dandy styled Indian film star Mr. Khan to perfection. I love his personal style and the effort he put into appear at court in celebration of American dandyism. Really love his coat and its soft warm colour.

Colby Mugrabi

Colby’s dress was one of the more spectacular gowns to have walked the blue carpet. All that yellow and the bow were a remarkably ingenious design touch. Stunning!

Christian Cowan & Sam Smith

Ew!

Georgina Chapman

If I am honest, the dress is beautiful.

Tom Ford

Ford… Tom Ford. Is there a more charismatic, mysterious designer? He adds luxe and allure to everything he both designs and wears. Bravo!

Tommy & Dee Hilfiger

The emperor of all-American functional through luxury wear is in the house, that’s who and with his lovely rock, Dee.

Pauletta Washington & Christopher John Rogers

Mrs. Washington accompanies accomplished ready-to-wear designer Christopher, who certainly made an indelible mark on this year’s Met Gala blue carpet. Love his designs.

Ruth E. Carter

Ms. Carter’s designs for this year’s Met gala were very detail rich and keenly paid homage to the Black American dandy aesthetic. Really loved her design for Jasmine Tookes… phenomenal.

Virginia Smith & Patrick Robinson

The stylish duo came to add their je ne sais quoi to the night’s parade of glitterati… Love her ensemble.

Aisha McShaw

Both Aisha and her rock, Al Sharpton were decked to the nines in designs from her eponymous brand. The attention to detail, the quality, luxe and voluminous richness of her skirt, paired with the diaphanous décolletage are strokes of sheer creative genius. Positively loved the beauty of her.

Maximillian Davis

Young Mr. Davis knows all about dandyism as he is the creative director of Ferragamo. That peekaboo fringed, white silk scarf is dandy swagger most subtle. Love his style!

Dynasty & Soull Ogun

These stylish twins know nothing of ordinary. They are bold, visionary and truly the essence of avant-garde dandyism writ large.

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Audra, Queen of Broadway, with the most Tony Awards of any other actor in Broadway’s history. She is a delight to behold. Audra wore Harbison Studio to the Met Gala and looked truly regal at the court of dandyism. At the Tony Awards she wore a gorgeous black affair with purple train by Christian Siriano.

Nicole Scherzinger – She did it!

You had better damn well give this Queen a Tony Award! Nicole is the very essence of showbiz. She is glamorous, stunning, has damn great chops and look at her vamp! Here, she is enrobed by Prabal Gurung, who understood the assignment – you are dressing a Queen! Yes! Yes! Yes! Nicole won the Tony! Brava! Nicole’s magnificent red gown at the Tony Awards was a stunning Rodarte affair!

Cole Escola

5… 6… 7… 8… “I’m just a Broadway Baby!” Sing it Cole Escola! Show them Cole how Broadway does dandy! Beautifully dressed by Christopher John Rogers, the theatre pro coolly came to slay! And win the Tony Award he did, too. Congrats! His Wiederhoeft gown was a wonderful tribute to Broadway legend, Bernadette Peters. I have faithfully watched every telecast of the Tony Awards since 1975, and Bernadette Peters’ reign, like Audra McDonald’s now, proved among the most exciting!

Kara Young

Kara, Broadway baby with exceptional talent, walked the Met Gala blue carpet in An Only Child ensemble in a quirky matching bowler. At the Tony Awards where she won two years in a row, she was elegantly styled by master couturier, Thom Browne.

Sadie has that same ethereal quality as the Broadway goddess Bernadette Peters, here at the Met Gala she was enrobed in bespoke Prada. Yet again, she wore bespoke Prada a month later to the Tony Awards. She is utterly gorgeous!

Cynthia Erivo

Tell me Cynthia doesn’t possess force of personality in spades, megawatt talent and sheer originality. These are all the hallmarks of the dandy: free, expressive and utterly self-possessed. Of course, it goes without saying, Cynthia like every Black dandy is generationally memorable. Cynthia is owning that blue carpet in her Givenchy ensemble and those boots! And the most anticipated awards (Tony Awards) opened and there was our our darling Elphaba rocking all Broadway!

As host of the 2025 Tony Awards, Cynthia was impressive and stunning. She handsomely upheld the tradition begun in the 1970s at the Grammy Awards when Diana Ross on hosting did the most revolutionary thing. After each commercial break, Diana returned in a new outfit; it was the most spectacular television. Now, of course, it is standard practice to do so. Cynthia wore Marc Jacobs, Marni, Valentino, GapStudio and others. Her closing number was the showstopper from Michael Bennett’s Dreamgirls, which I saw several times back in the early 1980s. If she is not a sage soul, then I really don’t know my Michael Teachings.

Sarah at the Met Gala came through stylishly sporting a suit in black with red interiored cape by An Only Child. A month later, she not only wowed in her Richard Quin body-hugging nude sheath but she also won the Tony! Brava!

Adrienne Warren

Queen of West End & Broadway, our darling megastar from I, Tina was elegantly enrobed in a fabulous Sergio Hudson design. The ruffled sleeves and décolletage are delightful. Ravissante!

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Rihanna

Mogul Rihanna came through in a bespoke Marc Jacobs which announced to the world that she was expectant again. The hat, shoes, tie and dropped jacket as skirt with train were ingenious and flawlessly executed. Pulled off with the greatest aplomb by the always alluring Bajan Queen.

John Imah

The Maverick came through elegantly presenting as the tech dandy in a cape beautifully detailed by Sergio Hudson. The cane, hat, rings and bold necklace were all modern dandyism boldly, yet elegantly presented. Truly handsome.

Tyler Perry

Maverick. Visionary. Mr. Perry was sublimely attired in a pale, bead-encrusted B. J. Gray design for Gray X. Baronial.

Quincy Houghton

The immensely experienced, knowledgeable art/museum professional was understated with an elegant large bow to match her skirt and justifiably serene demeanour. Persons like Ms. Houghton do an invaluable service to art, culture and civilisation. Santé!

Madonna

Another unrivalled maverick. Beloved. Adored. Respected. The Queen smoked a cigar whilst rocking a Tom Ford suit! Love!

Is there anyone else who seems so unpretentious? Spike wore a Fear of God suit and kept it otherwise casual. And did we mention that Spike is a passionate sports fan: tennis, basketball et al! Tonya Lewis Lee wore an Amsale coatdress in deep passionate blue with train

Serena Williams

Queen of the court, Ms. Williams wore the best finger wave of the evening and was enrobed in a teal affair by Moncler x EE72 in collaboration with the adored Edward Enninful. Commanding!

Andrew Saffir & Daniel Benedict

Both men are accomplished and stylishly dressed to the nines. They were an apt addition to a celebration of dandyism in all its manifestations.

Natasha Lyonne

The cinéaste came through in a powerful, though not overpowering, mauve vision of flowing lines by McQueen. The ruffles at neck and wrists are everything.

Grace Wales Bonner & Antwaun Sargent

Author Antwaun Sargent was elegantly dressed by Wales Bonner and is accompanied in this photo by the designer, Grace Wales Bonner. Love his shoes, to be sure!

Quinta Bronson

Quinta is wearing a beaded pinstripe jacket and sheath by Sergio Hudson. The details are sparse, subtle and refreshingly sophisticated. Quinta looks marvellous!

Ryan Coogler & Zinzi Evans

Ryan and Zinzi are both wearing designs by Fear of God. I positively love that his shoes are the same shade as his snazzy suit. Nothing is more ravishing than an expectant mum, the best to her in due course!

Precious Moloi-Motsepe

The South African philanthropist was regally dressed by David Tlale; it is a beautiful asymmetrical yellow-gold and white affair. Her hat is a definite winner!

Iris Knarr & Yan Huo

The financial power couple looked in great form. They were a definite standout couple to have walked the blue carpet.

Paul Tazewell

Thom Browne was the choice by custom designer, Paul Tazewell, who proved the first Black male to win Best Oscar for costume design in film. He is a very accomplished designer who’s been lauded in theatre. His magical designs on Wicked earned him his historic Oscar.

Fabiola Beracasa Beckman

Fabiola is wearing a beaded Kenneth Nicholson design. Her décolletage is perfect and that gem is equally stunning. Sublime.

Baroness Dambisa Moyo

The phenomenally accomplished Baroness Moyo is wearing one of the evening’s truly luxe gowns. It is sublime in its elegance; the colour and the stole both nicely complement her rich complexion. Love the unique hem on her heavy-looking gown. Marvellous!

Catherine Martin & Baz Luhrman

The creative wizards are both uniquely dressed in Miu Miu. Love that tie!

Lauren Halsey

Fear of God did a fine drop of outfitting the avant-garde artist that is Lauren Halsey. Big, baggy, with lines and colour that are brutalist in energy like the architecture of the 60s, 70s.

Kim Kardashian

Ms. Kardashian, maverick to the core, is icily reptilian in a black sheath by Chrome Hearts. The necklaces and that matching hart are fierce 21st century dandy!

Branden Jacobs-Jenkins & Whitney White

And look who won a Tony Award! Congratulations and then some! The award-winning, much-lauded playwright and his date were both dressed to the nines in Michael Kors Collection. Utter perfection!

Clara Wu Tsai

Clara with a massive maverick footprint in the worlds of sport was elegantly turned out in a design by Sergio Hudson. The frilly, white lace hem and that gorgeous jade necklace are exceptionally elegant.

Rashid Johnson & Sharee Hovsepian

The handsome, highly creative geniuses are both styled by Gabriela Hearst. Love the cut of his jacket and her lace dress works beautifully for being monochromatically black. Handsome!

Kylie Jenner

Kylie wears a heavy woollen skirt by Ferragamo creative director, Maximillian Davis, who also happened to have escorted her to the gala. The gloves and bustier nicely accentuate her smouldering allure. Love that the dropped jacket look also nicely complements her gorgeous curves.

Mellody Hobson & George Lucas

Both towering creative genius and visionary, George Lucas and his beautiful wife, graced the blue carpet in designs by Louis Vuitton. Bless him; his shoes are utterly comfortable-looking!

Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

Here is another stunning Prabal Gurung design; this one in electrifying red with feather, bows and a whole lot of magnetic personality by Chimamanda. Her hair is stunning and I can only imagine how utterly sweet she smelt!

Kenny Leon

Mr. Leon pulled off casual self-assured dandy with a large checkered blue and grey suit with comfortable-looking sneakers. Here’s wishing this marvellous visionary best of luck at this year’s Tony Awards for his direction of Shakespeare’s Othello, starring Jake Gyllenhaal and Denzel Washington. Here’s to trailblazing dandyism lighting up the great white way!

Amy Sherald

Pre-eminent Black American painter, Amy is here commandingly attired in a Fear of God creation that envelopes but not swallows her statuesque frame. The colour beautifully accentuates her golden complexion, too. Towering creative genius!

Ava DuVernay

Here, Ava wears a flamenco-styled dress with beautiful hat by Prada and is a wonderful Mediterranean take on dandyism, truth be told. The two-toned combination works handsomely.

Arthur Jafa

Towering auteur and cinematographer, Mr. Jafa is beautifully attired in Fear of God, making him even more impressively commanding.

Tanda Francis

Two of Tanda’s sculptures were used as part of the décor for the Superfine: Tailoring Black Style exhibition. Love her large flowing skirt, the billowing sleeves and her dreadlocks that are reminiscent of Alice Walker’s.

Cristina Baxter

Heavyweight music industry executive, Ms. Baxter is a shimmering sheath of empowerment in a dress tailored by Harbison Studio. The large, contrasting flower adornment at the waist further elongates, rather than not, her frame. Beautiful, elegant dress.

Janicza Bravo

Film director Ms. Bravo wears a beautiful Tory Burch ensemble whose large and beautifully arranged scarf is emblazoned with the large B; Her shaved skull both adds to her beauty and readily evokes the dandy’s allure. Winning!

Henry Taylor

Mr. Taylor is, of course, discriminatingly attired by Louis Vuitton right down to the LV man clutch. Assured and fulfilled never looked better as pulled off by the artist.

Jordan Casteel

Another artist who came to court in celebration of Black American dandyism, is painter, Jordan in another Harbison creation on the night. Bold, dramatic, she pulled off the look with élan.

Malcolm Washington

Like his parents, Denzel and Pauletta, Malcolm also is a Hollywood veteran, though, a filmmaker. This casual LV clutch, readily advertises that he is attired in Louis Vuitton – and a very fine suit it is, indeed!

Torkwase Dyson

The artist is a vision of black and navy in a coat whose navy signature bleeds down to. becoming coagulated in a dark, rich black towards the hem. This is a very elegant J. W. Anderson design whose rich detailing is not discerned on first glance. Masterful tailoring, to be sure.

Cory Renard Richard

Rick James had nothing on Cory! Look out, that is how you come through, looking like a Boss Dandy, owning the whole damn thing! Jovana Louis did a fantastic job of invoking the dandy. Look at the frilly sleeves with the same fabric covering the train… ingenious. The black petals on his skullcap, the black satin collar, well of course this theatre producer is pure showbiz!

Dandy Gods + Goddesses

Jonathan Owens

White on white on white on white and then those fringes at the trouser hem! Ozwald Boateng outdid himself here and that white stole is everything and decadently dandyesque!

Nessa Diab & Cole Kaepernick

Whilst Cole’s wife, Nessa is styled in a post-Dune Moncler x EE72 design with gorgeous headdress and billowing skirt, the activist athlete is styled from head to toe in Ozwald Boateng and those matching shoes!

Miles Chamley Watson

Try convincing me that British fencing great, Miles is not a dead ringer for Bad Bunny. First appearance at the Met gala of many more, one hopes, Miles is dressed impeccably, right down to the cane and specs, by Casely-Hayford. Everything is pure 21st century Black dandy and then some!

Russell Wilson & Ciara

Devastatingly handsome and sexy, Mr. Wilson holds court in a Frère design; Megastar, Ciara is invoking a whirlwind of magic in her provocative LaQuan Smith design with train. Stunning couple.

Stefon Diggs

Stefon came through in a bespoke Bianca Saunders. Positively love the two-toned in honey and white; the whole look was nicely set off by those très chic red shoes. Bombastic dandy!

Simone Biles

Olympic dynamo, Ms. Biles is attired in a bright blue dress with train by Harbison Studio. Energy body of 5, her power is both spatial and infectious.

Roberto Bolle

Favoured of Rudolf Nureyev at the Paris Opéra Ballet, the danseur noble strikes a commanding pose in his matte black leather from head to toe. It beautifully complements his dark colouring. Fantastic dancer!

Roberto Bolle – Maurice Béjart’s Bolero @ Teatro alla Scala
Sha’Carri Richardson

Definitely not going for subtle was Ms. Richardson as she commanded attention on the blue carpet in her two-toned, diaphanous Valentino affair. The play of lavender and pale yellow handsomely complement each other. Dynamic look.

Justin Jefferson

Justin Jefferson in a Public School ensemble marvellously captures the essence of the dandy holding court in a refined West African setting. His swagger is both breathtaking and tribute to the NFL athlete’s prowess.

Angel Reese

Titan of sport, Ms. Reese is sporting a flawless design by Thom Browne. She is stunning!

Joe Burrow

Dynamic footballer Joe Burrow stylishly walked the Met Gala blue carpet in a blue-grey Gucci suit. This choice of shoes was casual, but they work.

Venus Williams

Head to toe, Venus’s choice was a dark green Lacoste ensemble. That coat with its dark accents almost outshone her comfortable-looking loafers.

Noah Lyles & Ana Khouri

Noah is wearing a Thom Browne creation and his plus one is jeweller Ana Khouri whose jewellery he was not shy about wearing. Love her flowing, creamy sheath.

Sabrina Ionescu

Statuesque Sabrina was adorned by an ensemble consisting of black jacket and skirt with a white halter top and matching shoes

Jett Lawrence

Supercross speed demon Jett walked the blue carpet. The Australian super athlete looked cool, relaxed in his dark bespoke David August in collaboration with Santo Studio. Can never beat a sharp-dressed man!

Jalen Hurts & Bryonna Burrows

Both Bryonna and Jalen wore bespoke Burberry and looked knockout gorgeous. The feet on her! Love the fringe on her smoulderingly dark, embossed dress.

Gabby Thomas

Priya Ahluwalla pulled out all the stops, in this show-stopping red dress with train. She looked confidently gorgeous.

Saquon Barkley

What a powerfully built athlete. Beading, subtle and discreet; it is there and nicely pulled together by master couturier Thom Browne.

DeAndré Hopkins

Another dark and oversized silhouette from Fear of God for another superior sportsman. DeAndré and his unique locks are dandyism for the hip 21st century cosmopolitan. Really love the shade of charcoal brown.

Jonquel Q Jones

Jonquel, as did most other female basketball athletes, opted for a Sergio Hudson creation. She was lean, crisp and commanding. The leather jacket, shades and that hairdo nicely pulled it all together.

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Deborah Roberts

For me, Deborah Roberts black and white ensemble with train by Mark Ingram was the favourite for writers and journalists who attended this year’s Met Gala, Superfine: Tailoring Black Style. The cuffs, like her gorgeous smile, are a winner!

Eva Chen

Ms. Chen came to slay and that she did in spades in this smashing Wiederhoeft with billowing train. The matching gloves and sheath, plus varying textures to the train are pure theatre!

Mona Kobar Abdi

Ivan Young made a fine impression with his red concoction of pleats and drapery and it was handsomely worn here by Mona!

Sache Taylor

Vogue director of special events, Sache made a winning gamble in walking the blue carpet in a flapper-inspired look. The flapper and the Black dandy of 1920s New York City/Harlem were definitely a major barometer of style and sophistication. Love the elegant line of her high-arched foot. No idea who the designer of her fluid ensemble is.

Laura Santo Domingo

Editor and socialite Ms. Santo Domingo chose a creamy off white Christopher John Rogers suit with flawless pencil skirt. That single large pearl atop her black pumps is deliciously decadent.

Leah Faye Cooper

Another magazine publishing insider, Ms. Cooper chose Amir Taghi for her beautifully colour co-ordinated green skirt with sash, white shirt with loose black tie and beautiful grey handbag. She was a refreshing professional to have worked the blue carpet.

Radhika Jones

Ms. Jones, the recent editor-in-chief of Vanity Fair – which has seen such dreck as Graydon Carter, who can’t seem to keep his stinky mouth shut about Meghan Sussex whom he does not know – seems to be going through more landscape change as it more and more resembles a shitty Fleet Street abattoir. But I suppose that when your legendarily big cock no longer works, you turn mealy-mouthed estrogen-bombed bigot. The nerve of him, ever the sight of him readily makes one think of Suzy Menkes, both with equally god fugly hairstyles. Certainly, he fails to realise that he has as much relevance in the current moment as does Dominic Dunne. Of course, he is part of a rarified gaggle of gossips associated with Vanity Fair, along with Katie Nicholl and Tina Brown – that vile racist gilt, who seems in her advancing senectude, to be matching her son’s diffused focus of spirit and intellect. Radhika is styled in an elegant salmon-coloured Romeo Hunt creation; she looks sublimely elegant!

Gayle King

Chuks Collins fashioned a symphony of plaid, beading and layering in fuchsia and black. Simply stunning!

Lisa Love

Vogue and Teen Vogue West Coast editor, Lisa Love walked the blue carpet in bespoke Louis Vuitton and Bvlgari jewellery. Show them how it’s done!

Will Welch

Mr. Welch, GQ global editorial director, made history, being attired in the soft launch of Benji Bixby, André 3000’s new menswear line. The Demin suit, cummerbund, and tie were snazzy and that tattoo adds more than passing intrigue. Splendid!

Chioma Nnadi

Designer Martine Rose was Chioma’s choice for walking the Met Gala’s blue carpet. Cool. Confident. Understated and I like the bold belt buckle. Elegant!

La La Anthony

Virgil Abloh’s Off White label was the fashion choice for ever stylish La La as she worked the top of the blue carpet stairs in her annual gig at the Met gala.

Nicole Phelps

Undercover design team was Nicole Phelps’s choice as the professional attended the year’s biggest gathering of fashion, fundraising and editorial staffers across the board. I love the extended dark and detailed lobster-like, Edward Scissorhands look. It works brilliantly.

Amy Fine Collins

Well, of course, the industry veteran was not going to miss the year’s most important fundraising gathering. Ms. Fine Collins wears a stylish ensemble which is unmistakably Thom Browne, right down to the sophisticated shoes.

Mark Guiducci

Hooray! For he’s a jolly good fellow who’s taking over Vanity Fair. Let’s just hope it elevates from gutter rat status, perpetually looking to stay au courant by lynching Meghan Sussex. Farewell to Vogue magazine alas.

Amy Griffin

Author Amy in bespoke Schiaparelli by Daniel Roseberry. Gorgeous dress and she is looking mighty fine, too!

Scott Evans

Mr. Evans was styled by Regi Brown. The boots are rocking it and the overall look, though busy, is dandy in its own right.

Elizabeth Herbst-Brady

Condé Nast financial luminary is elegant and dignified.

Zuri Hall

TV anchor, Zuri Hall wears an engaging bespoke pinstripe suit by Bishme Cromartie and its an ode to dandyism that works beautifully.

Roger Lynch CEO Condé Nast & Cathleen Lynch

Condé Nast’s CEO’s suit is a gorgeous velvet smoking, which I rather like. Mrs. Lynch’s ring and lapel jewellery are serious-looking pieces.

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Law Roach

Law is just the badass stylist at any gala; of course, it goes without saying his star client, Zendaya struck it out of the park yet again in her bespoke Louis Vuitton. As is obvious, Law was elegantly exuding dandyism in his gorgeous embossed black Burberry.

Ming Smith

Ming was enrobed in a show stopping Harbison Studio eclectic ensemble. The bustled train to match opera gloves, whilst the popping green sheath whimsically festooned with clumps of woollen yarn. What’s not to love!

André Walker

Cool is a man in grey suede shoes. Mr. Walker is gallantly attired in Fear of God. Decidedly handsome dandy…. Black American dandy!

Eaddy Kiernan Bunzel

Eaddy is owning that bespoke Balmain like a Hollywood screen siren. The front slit, the lone button, the sleeves of what is a play on a man’s jacket is truly iconic dandy.

Raul Avila

Mr. Avila is elegantly styled in a Valentino smoking. This sophisticate is responsible for annually styling the Met gala’s décor.

Tyler Mitchell

Tyler, the accomplished photographer was styled by Jacquemus. The colour choice worked beautifully with his complexion right down to the feathery stole.

Kwame Onwuachi

The stylish chef wore a dapper ensemble designed by Uzo Mozie’s ElevenSixteen label. This is really finely tailored clothing. Really fine!

Debbie Allen & Norm Nixon

Debbie and her husband Norm were elegantly styled in ensembles designed by Oscar-winning costume designer Paul Tazewell. Debbie’s dress has the most gorgeous beading.

Khaby Lame

The world’s most famous influencer was attired in an Ugo Mozie creation. The flowing cape-like coat is truly chivalrous in essence, if only because it is draped from one shoulder.

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Doja Cat

Doja is the most beautifully haunting muse at the Met Gala, 2025 for me. Here is Doja Cat, who always gets into character and performs on the Met catwalk. She simultaneously manages to evoke the essence of 1970s Black American New York and Paris model, Pat Cleveland and Hedy Lamarr the bewitchingly exquisite Hollywood film star immortalised in Samson and Delilah. As Doja vamped on the blue carpet, it was clear to see the resonances to Hedy Lamarr. More intriguingly, Doja is Afro-Jewish (Ashkenazi perhaps) and Hedy Lamarr was indeed Jewish. Doja’s styled in bespoke Marc Jacobs.

Demi Moore

Even if she lives to 100, you damn well know that not only will Demi look good, but she will turn up. Here she is, adding depth and elegance to the ingenious design of Thom Browne; in essence, Demi is wearing a giant tie and what a beautiful tie it is indeed. Demi was among the top five best turned out at Superfine: Tailoring Black Style.

Zoe Saldana

Zoe wears another Thom Browne masterpiece that has her covered in albino-like snow peas. Zoe wears a a man’s jacket that morphs into a long coat with train. The Thom Browne standard black and white silhouette is here highlighted to maximum effect. The black bodice is pinstriped with exaggerated hips that mimic shoulders as the jacket is in mid flight to the floor. Zoe’s bob hairdo perfectly accentuates the beauty of the lines and minimalism of Browne’s masterful design. The matching two-toned shoes are everything.

Liu Wen

Go on Liu… that’s what the world ever needs, a supremely confident woman exuding her unique beauty. Look at the line, the leg, foot sickled out, none of this pigeon-toed nonsense. Liu stratospherically elevates the elegance of the Burberry embossed velvet to being most über raffinée. Her Burberry suit, her attitude and fluidity of motion makes her, by far, one of the gala’s most seductive dandies!

Natasha Poonawalla

Never mind Manish Malhotra’s exquisite design, what about that ring the Indian socialite is wearing? Each year, it is always exciting to see just how Poonawalla will own the red – this year blue – carpet. The colour combination is sublime and as ever, Ms. Poonawalla is dignified and elevates the occasion by her presence.

Alex Consani

No other muse could best drape a Swarovski design about their deliciously elegant body but Alex Consani. She is supremely confident, aware and almost predatorily owns the space. She is subtle, with an artisan’s élan, she weaves her magic, setting the mood. Superb!

Kendall Jenner

Grey and muted, Kendall’s soft palette serves to show off the gorgeous Torishéju design’s décolletage, which shows to best effect, the dazzling multi-strand necklace. As ever, Kendall is simply stunning.

Karlie Kloss

Is Karlie glowing or what? The boots, the flared pleated Loewe skirt with train and long-sleeved bodice with upturned large collar. This was one of the most dominant designs of the evening and no one but amazon Karlie could have pulled it off.

Maya Hawke

Maya’s pale pink Prada sheath is anchored by a diaphanous caramel cape. Beaming, Maya looks as though she’s just alighted from the most lucid flying dream in a landscape that looks all too real.

Gina Alice Redlinger

Phenomenal pianist, Gina is seductively cocooned in a layered lace white skirt with large black train in back with a bustier in black to display a choker like no other. Kim Kassas has intricately constructed one of the most fascinating designs to walk the blue carpet. The brilliantly gifted spouse of Lang Lang’s moves with confident elegance and her keyboard clutch is priceless!

Aurora James

Aurora wore a diaphanous gown with train by South African designer Thebe Magugu. The hat is everything. Love Aurora…

Mindy Kaling

Our darling Queen walked the blue carpet in a regal Harbison Studio gown with two-toned train that was only outdone by Coco Jones and Diana Ross’s trains. We love our Mindy and her personal metamorphosis.

Pamela Anderson & Brandon Thomas Lee

Pamela wore an august Tory Burch metallic-looking gown whilst her son, Brandon wore suit by Genuardi. The cut makes Pamela look severe and almost as though without brows.

Miley Cyrus

Pieter Mulier fully understood the assignment and handsomely delivered. You are dressing a Queen. Miley ensouled the leather bolero and brought the necessary grandeur to the flared maxi skirt. Winner!

Anne Hathaway

Carolina Herrera’s Wes Gordon kept it simple and elegant. Anne looks marvellous.

Ayo Edebiri

This bespoke Maximillian Davis for Ferragamo was not short on drama. Double trains, exotic beading and in red no less. Smashingly elegant.

Anna Sawai

Though similar to Zendaya’s Louis Vuitton vision in white, Anna’s white suit and fedora were Christian Dior. Both superior tailoring, though, Zendaya won the derby on this one. Anna looks charmingly elegant!

Adut Akech

Adut wears an avian inspired Swarovski design whose pink palette handsomely highlighted her gorgeous melanin-rich beauty. This is one of my favourite looks on the night.

Jennie Kim

Jennie Kim came through in the custom Chanel pearls in a gorgeous bespoke pantsuit with slit skirt. Love the hat and her gorgeous attitude.

Joey King

Joey was one of the few persons who walked the blue carpet in Miu Miu. The bold colours work handsomely and her choker is a stunner and definitely catches the eye.

Lauren Harrier

The gloriously stylish Lauren is wearing an oversized pantsuit by Zac Posen for Gap. Those billowing sleeves. flared legged trousers and that attitude. Go ahead!

Bebe Rexha

Know neither Bebe nor her music, but my am I loving her fierce attitude as she works the blue carpet in this gorgeous Christian Siriano delight. My but she is awesomely sexy with attitude in spades!

Alicia Keys & Swizz Beatz

Alicia and Swizz both wore Moncler x EE72 the Edward Enninful design venture. I love the draping, voluminous capes. shawls and hoods; they all work handsomely. The dark rich tones are decidedly African-inspired and understandably so.

Ashley Graham

The cool statuesque Ashley wears a muted design by BOSS. The tailoring is exquisite and her confidence as ever is empowering and on so many levels.

Dua Lipa

These finger waves are so luxe. Tell me Dua is not one of the sexiest women in music today. She is one hot glamazon who readily elevates her exquisite diaphanous Chanel gown!

Chappell Roan

Chappell’s psychedelic hot pink pantsuit is an explosion of Paul Tazewell’s creative genius. I am really loving those boots. The hair is awesome; I do, though, wish that she had accessorised with a strong herringbone choker and tons of rings on each finger, especially so in lapis lazuli.

Gabrielle Union & Dwayne Wade

The thoroughly modern and elegant couple, Gabrielle and Dwayne were both styled by Prada and look at that chunk of jewellery. Dwayne’s waistcoat is everything and matches his nails, too. I can’t wait for Gabrielle and Emma Weymouth to join forces one day on the Met Gala red carpet.

Ego Nwodim

Christopher John Rogers beautifully dressed Ego, who had the most memorable moment on SNL50 in her riotous ad lib during Weekend Update. That life sketch will go down as one of the most arrestingly funny live moments on SNL. She is a damn boss! The fascinator and jewellery are smashing and perfectly complemented by those red pumps.

Bee Carrozzini

One of my favourite women on the planet whose beauty is both exotic and timeless; honestly, she looks as though a time-travelling Claudian matriarch. Our elegant Queen is adorned by Givenchy and looks cool and ever radiant.

Lupita Nyong’o

Tell me that pastels are not more sublime on richly melanated complexions. All Chanel everything and Lupita, as ever, makes everything look regal. Lovely, and that cape is phenomenally exquisite and a handsome ode to Black American dandyism!

Jenna Ortega

Jenna wears a bespoke Balmain.

Alex Newell

Doesn’t our Tony award-winning Alex look marvellous? She always radiates joy. Her Christian Siriano black ensemble handsomely complements her bounding spirit.

Shakira

Shakira dramatically walked the blue carpet in a hot pink Prabal Gurung with a voluminous train. She looks smashing and that necklace is fantastic!

Vittoria Ceretti

As a former classical dancer, you just know that I am a serious foot fetishist, and my but Vittoria rocks my world. Edward Enninful elegantly styled Vittoria in black Moncler x EE72 with the most gorgeous hood. And that ankle bracelet is everything, to be sure!

Ivy Getty

Like Aurora James, Ivy wears a Thebe Magugu design and the long flowing diaphanous looks work on both women. This pale yellow flowing and layered creation handsomely complements her looks. Love it!

Lorde

This understated silver-grey suit by Thom Browne works, though, Lorde seems both self-conscious and intent on hiding her body… odd.

Sabrina Carpenter

Our sexy dynamo full of allure and talent is wearing double tails by Louis Vuitton. I love the dark tones against her blonde locks. She is fierce, as ever!

Angèle

Belgian singer, Angèle walked the blue carpet in a mauve Chanel gown that was contrasted by fishnet stockings.

Savannah James

Savannah, LeBron James’s wife, wore a bespoke Hanifa whose fishtail design was a richly detailed pinstriped creation in maroon. It was, in fact, a lovely ode to dandyism right down to the matching tie.

Gigi Hadid

This gold lame Miu Miu worn by Gigi is one of the night’s better designs. There is so much rich detail and references in this look. At once the hair is an ode to World War II whilst the dress harks back to a Balmain design made famous by Josephine Baker who was a dandy extraordinaire!

Mona Patel

Mona is sharply dressed by Thom Browne in a commanding ode to dandyism right down to her adorable dog bag. Exquisite!

Monica Barbaro

Christian Dior was the choice for the celebration of dandyism and it works beautifully for Monica. The hat and skirt are wonderful. She looks amazing.

Kerry Washington

Bespoke Simkhai was one of the smartest choices on the blue carpet. Kerry’s silken balloon midi skirt and hat were glorious along with the plunging décolletage. The hat and matching gloves to the skirt made this a winning look.

Lisa

Lisa’s Louis Vuitton was one of the sexiest to walk the Met Gala blue carpet. All the talk of her being inappropriately dressed was absurd. She is not a grotesque 92 year old Joan Collins fleeing her casket in a no-win crusade for long lost youth. Lisa is both stunning and utterly ravishing.

Whitney Peak

A perfectly handsome Chanel suit is spoilt by the conceit of youth to masquerade the blue carpet of the Met gala with cigarette in hand. There is nothing either cool or sexy about cigarette smoking. Just hurry up get cancer and crawl into your casket. Gauche, hideously so!

Lana Del Rey

Walking the blue carpet with a stylish Alessandro Michele, Lana looked divine in her Valentino couture with the best display of feathers to walk the Met Gala in recent years.

Rosalia

Gorgeous bespoke Balmain made Rosalia’s usual cool that much more mysterious. Beautifully constructed design.

Precious Lee

Another dramatic design of Prabal Gurung’s to walk the blue carpet. Precious Lee commanded attention in her leopard print cape and brown body suit. She looks stunning!

Sofia is dressed by Tommy Hilfiger. The bustle bow is a fabulous detail. She looks marvellous.

Rachel Brosnahan

Sergio Hudson created the most exquisite royal purple sheath that walked the blue carpet. Ms. Brosnahan looked positively regal.

Regina King

Who Decides War designed this gorgeous appliquéd pantsuit worn by the delightful Ms. King.

Keke Palmer

Vera Wang’s billowing skirt greatly brought the drama to the blue carpet. Keke’s is a great nod to dandyism. Her headdress is sublime.

Paloma Elsesser

Paloma wore another stunning Ferragamo design by Maximillian Davis. The combination of red with black stole is strikingly dramatic.

Jazmine Sullivan

Who Fears War designed the beautiful white ensemble worn by Jazmine with the most impressively powerful feet. The embroidered lace train is delicate, elegant.

Lauren Amos

Viktor and Rolf designed this engaging two-toned deconstructed gown of different fabrics. Lovely.

Issa Rae

Let’s talk kickass dandyism! Ozwald Boateng designed this exceptionally well-tailored monochromatic pantsuit as the actor, Issa embodied the dandy aesthetic. Beautiful!

Hope Smith

This gold and bronze Ozwald Boateng pantsuit is beautifully accessorised by Hope as she confidently walked the blue carpet. Her yellow blouse was the most contrasting against the red shoes and bag.

Danielle Deadwyler

Without doubt, this was the most unflattering Who Decides War design to walk the blue carpet. I don’t imagine that Danielle felt too well at the end of the night.

Diya Mehta Jatia

Diya’s sculptural ensemble was designed by Bloni. The cane and Nehru hat are a wonderful ode to dandyism. Lovely!

Miranda Kerr

Miranda epitomises Dior sophistication. Her netted headdress is marvellous, along with her black stilettos. Stunning sculptural design.

Oscar & Emilia Boateng

Naturally, Ozwald’s beautiful children are styled in his designs. Positively love Oscar’s suit. There’s no denying that their father, Ozwald is a superior tailor.

Gustav Magnar Witzoe

Billionaire scion who did not care about the dandy aesthetic. The caped Todd Patrick design, like the rose-filled Lucite briefcase was at best obtuse.

Al Sharpton

Naturally, Aisha McShaw designed Mr. Sharpton’s impeccable ode to the Black American dandy aesthetic. He looks positively marvellous!

Hailey Bieber

Hailey wore a black mini suit dress by Saint Laurent. Her look would have been better served had she worn black patent leather stilettos – open-toed platforms do not rise to the occasion.

Aimée Lee Wood

Priya Ahluwalla designed this black asymmetric ode to dandyism. If nothing else, the socks certainly do stand out.

Dasha Zukhova

May you never live in marvellously interesting times. How to make Prada look revoltingly cheap? Voilà!

Heidi Klum

Heidi glamorously graces the blue carpet, enrobed in a black Vetements maxi with train. Really loved Heidi’s candour in South Africa when interviewed about being at the EarthShot Prize, she had never heard of the “scheme” until she was approached to attend and serve as presenter. Indeed, in his jealous obsession with Prince Harry and his gorgeous Black American wife, Meghan Sussex, #peggalicious tries to flex by roping in celebrities, whom he clearly does not know and about whom he does not give a shit, to emulate Harry and Meghan’s clout.

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Anok Yai

Anok wears a avant-garde man’s suit as dress with black drop jacket cinched at the waist to drape over the contrasting white skirt. Love the knotted look of the jacket. As ever, she is Anok being playful and grounded.

Nick Brown & David Blasberg

Both husbands are neatly dressed, though, their designer assignations are unknown.

Amelia Gray Hamlin

Can you believe that she is wearing Valentino? More to the point, how exactly did she escape from the Muskokas.

Sydney Sweeney

Sydney wore black beaded Miu Miu, in an obvious ode to old Hollywood. She looked stunning.

Georgina Rodriguez

Beautiful sheer Vetements gown is ruined by her thick thighs being exposed.

Clairo

This is a beautifully detailed Valentino elegantly worn by Clairo. The bows and layers of frills are awesome. Quite beautiful.

Suki Waterhouse

Tough this is definitely not the most beautiful Michael Kors on the blue carpet, the scaled back jacket and tails look does indeed work.

Wendi Murdoch

Definitely an unusual Thom Browne silhouette worn by Ms. Deng. Gold and white with those boots work beautifully.

Laurie A. Combo & Bobby Digi Olisa

The most colourful civil servants to have walked the blue carpet. Everything about their look is an ode to dandyism uniqueness of expression. Spectacular!

Grace Murdoch

Grace with her mum to her rear, also dressed in Thom Browne. Love the rear view of her mum’s lace up boots. The pooch bag is also sweet for a young lady her age.

TEMS

Love the fabric’s design on this extraordinary Ozwald Boateng worn by African singer TEMS. I suppose that like Lauryn Hill’s ensemble the umbrella is a neo-colonial reference, which is a valid one as dandyism has transcended all epochs.

Olivia Sandelman

Nothing found on what this young, stylish Met Gala attendee wore. Life is like that!

Adrienne E. Adams

Joshua Myrie designed the gorgeous pantsuit wore by New York City Council speaker, Adrienne. Love the colour and the fabric looks warm and comfortable.

Rosé

Saint Laurent designed this sweeping trained black pantsuit with plunging décolletage, which nicely displayed the gorgeous pendant jewellery. She looks stunning and the trousers are über cool.

Charles Shaffer & Elizabeth Cordry Shaffer

Anna Wintour’s psychiatrist son and his lovely wife in a sweeping blue gown.

Jimmy Fallon

Which man does not look good in a Zenga suit? Love those shoes, too.

James Corden & Julia Carey

James and Julia were attired in bespoke BOSS. Love the pantsuit’s train.

Emma Chamberlain

Emma wears a bespoke Courrèges suit with train. The look is off by a mile.

Robert Soros & Jamie Singer Soros

Ms. Soros was dressed in bespoke Sergio Hudson. Positively love the colour, though, the hat is a bit large for an indoor evening event – at least in that colour.

Gale Brewer

New York City council member wore an appropriately dire ensemble.

Harry & Jill Kargman

Love his velvet smoking and her delicate netting and gloves… all in the details to be sure!

Freen Sarocha

Love the fur trim on this bespoke Valentino; however, the stockings are both garish and passé. A column skirt, even one with train, would have worked much better. The pink bow, though, is a gorgeous detail.

Giovanna Battaglia Englebert & Sora Choi

Sora obviously wears a Swarovski design. Love the pale blue on this very busy design.

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Theft of the American Crown Jewels…

These are America’s Crown Jewels.

1. Cambodian Crown Jewels, British Art Dealer 2. Koh-i-Noor Diamond, Imperial State Crown of UK 3. Benin Bronzes, British Museum 4. Elgin Marbles, British Museum

Like the Cambodian Crown Jewels, the Kohinoor, the Benin Bronzes and the Elgin Marbles, the rapacious barbarians of the island kingdom must have them. If it is of value then it is theirs for the taking as it has been for 1.5 millennia, most especially so for the last century with regards American awards and the last half millennium through enslavement of African peoples, the spoils of Apartheid at the dehumanising expense of South Africa’s millennia aged original inhabitants. Justifying that rape and pillage has occurred with a reanimation of Brahminism.

When Will Smith walked onstage at the 94th Academy Awards and slapped Chris Rock; he kicked opened the doors for a sea-change; however, at the time, no one could quite perceive the event for the golden opportunity it actually is. Within days of the shocking event, the violent Black man who to that point had the squeakiest image in Hollywood, at least for a Black man, was dealt with. The Academy board of governors decided to ban Will Smith from appearing at the Oscars for ten years.

Back in the autumn of 1983, Merlin and I were holding up in actor, Joe Morton’s Upper West Side one-bedroom apartment that looked south. It was there that we took vows and became committed to each other until one of us passed… we kept those vows. Joe was off in England filming a television series whilst I nursed an injury caused when in a nasty car crash. We looked at a lot of film from Joe’s library, one of which was Black Orpheus. One evening, Merlin cooked a chicken paprikash and had two other couples over, both Black. There was talk about the Oscars earlier that year and how exciting it was that Louis Gossett Jr. had won best-supporting actor Oscar for An Officer And A Gentleman, which was a landmark first. After dinner and more great sex, we returned to the discussion about the Oscars that year and Hollywood politics. I had failed to see anything exciting about winning a best-supporting actor rather than best actor Oscar. Merlin in his charming way made an analogy after he declared that not in our lifetimes would a Black woman ever win best actress Oscar; Merlin was also just brutality pragmatic and honest that way.

Hollywood, Merlin stating the obvious, was a business of make-believe where one staged the desired outcome. In that sense, Merlin shared it was the greatest propaganda tool. It is a world where reality is made in the image of what those in control, would want it to be; in such a reality, Blacks could never be seen to be triumphant. Merlin then touched on the 1936 Olympics in Berlin where Jesse Owens won four gold medals before the debased terror, Adolf Hitler, thereby shattering his belief and propaganda of a master race that’s superior and always the winner. That event, said Merlin, was a real time event which could not be manipulated to achieve the desired outcome as Hitler would have it. Then, said Merlin, Hollywood and its awards are the antithesis of real time events like the Olympics. In the world of Hollywood, even if nominated, Blacks simply were never going to be allowed to win Oscars, just being nominated was good enough and a show of Hollywood elitists’ largesse. Hollywood said Merlin is a Jewish town, after all, and thus Blacks could never be expected to win Oscars, unlike winning Grammys or even Tonys. Besides, said Merlin, Hollywood elites were obsessed with making it in London society and were in bed with royals and getting to play in the truly big leagues. At the time, that angle escaped me; however, he had made the reference to Ben Kinsley winning best actor Oscar that year for his phenomenal performance in Gandhi which Merlin and I had seen the autumn prior at the Ziegfeld Cinema on West 54th Street at midnight, which I then thought the height of sophistication.

The following afternoon, Shawn Kerwin dropped by whilst we listened to the marathon live matinée broadcast of the Metropolitan Opera Centennial Gala. Shawn had designed the golden rolodex which was on display at Lincoln Center and dropped by as she would soon be designing a play back in Toronto that Merlin would be directing. The concert was mind-blowing; we made more love, napped into evening, made more love and then had dinner in the neighbourhood, came home and talked long into the night after he finished devouring another book. As was customary in those nightly discussions, we revisited the talk of the Oscars. Merlin apologised if he sounded pessimistic but he assured me that not during our lifetimes would a Black woman win best actress Oscar. Alas, that proved true for him and just about true for me; truth be told, if 9/11 had not occurred, Halle Berry would not have won best actress Oscar at the 2002 Oscars.

Along with Will Smith slapping Chris Rock – as well he damn well ought to have, based on the latter’s hideous Netflix special of March 2023 – the unfolding drama of the Sussexes has made total sense of Merlin’s predictions of four decades earlier. I have come to see how Hollywood keeps Black actresses at bay by favouring Britons and other White non-Americans. This is not just a disservice to American cinema but it is also illegal activity. I came to see how in Meghan, Duchess of Sussex’s lynching at the hands of the Prince & Princess of Wales in concert with the Courtesan Queen cast greater insights to what causes the embargo on Black actresses winning a best actress Oscar. William is president of BAFTA which has its only foreign branch in Hollywood, which it dubiously called BAFTA North America – it has nothing to do with Canada and everything to exclusively do with Hollywood.

So why after their wedding and their first royal tour to Canada did William and Catherine, now Prince & Princess of Wales, travel to Los Angeles? As the newly minted president of BAFTA he had to be feted in Hollywood where he was expected to continue the tradition of British film artists, being disproportionately represented and winning at an American awards. They had to continue a relationship begun by Prince Philip in 1959 as first President of BAFTA. As a fledging awards, BAFTA desperately needed the cachet that the Oscars afford; old world Hollywood glamour, worldwide brand recognition and star power that remains unsurpassed.

From Prince Philip 1959 to 1965, the baton was passed on Prince Louis Battenberg (Earl Louis Mountbatten 1966 to 1972, Princess Anne, Princess Royal 1973 to 2001. Next up was Lord Richard Attenborough 2002 to 2010; the current BAFTA president, Prince William, Prince of Wales from 2010 to present.

So with the current BAFTA president, we get Tom Hanks sitting in the royal box at a Aston Villa game and we all know that this football team has been BAFTA president, William’s favourite team since childhood. The day after, Tom’s wife, Rita Wilson, attended the 2023 BAFTA Awards where its President, which is customary, rowed with his hawkish wife, Catherine, Princess of Wales. Another example of influence peddling, Mr. Hanks is a multiple Oscar winner, two-time Oscar winner Michael Douglas and his Welsh wife, Catherine Zeta-Jones live in an apartment at St. James’s Palace. Again, Oscar winners are favoured and you can bet that these American Oscar winners have been afforded honorary membership in members clubs like Annabel’s as part of the influence peddling as the BAFTA president hobnobs with Hollywood movers and shakers, in a bid to secure work and Oscar nominations for Britons working in Hollywood.

Well, if the angry Black male, Will Smith, is going to be censored for disrupting the Oscar telecast then Tom Hanks and the Douglas Zeta-Joneses should lose their Oscar vote for clearly engaging in influence peddling with the president of BAFTA. The Windsors are notorious for engaging in sketchy business deals, what with the now King Charles III, taking bags of cash from Saudi members of the Bin Laden family. There would also be nothing to stop William and his predecessors from engaging in accommodating Hollywood A listers for the sake of securing nominations for Britons at what is an American awards, the Oscars; of course, in keeping with all that elbow rubbing offered by royals, the Tonys, Grammys and Emmys will gladly favour British talent. It is not America’s responsibility to provide work for British actors and industry professionals. With a population five times as large as the UK’s, there is clearly a dearth of talent out there, such that America never needs to go courting or employing Britons over Americans. And that it is all about influence peddling and getting to hobnob with royals, where do you see Americans favouring Canadian talent, which relative to UK’s is considerable with a population twice as large as Canada’s should see more Canadian actors being nominated and winning Oscars all this time.

1. The Great Ziegfeld Luise Rainer, 1936 2. The Good Earth Luise Rainer, 1937 3. Gone With The Wind Vivien Leigh, 1939 4. Suspicion Joan Fontaine, 1941 5. Mrs. Miniver Greer Garson, 1942 6. To Each His Own Olivia de Havilland, 1946 7. The Heiress Olivia de Havilland, 1949 8. A Streetcar Named Desire Vivien Leigh, 1951 9. Butterfield 8 Elizabeth Taylor, 1960 10. Mary Poppins Julie Andrews, 1964

Just look at this, 20 best actress Oscars afforded British actresses for an American award.

11. Darling Julie Christie, 1965 12. Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf Elizabeth Taylor, 1966 13. The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie Maggie Smith, 1969 14. Women in Love Glenda Jackson, 1970 15. A Touch of Class Glenda Jackson, 1973 16. Driving Miss Daisy Jessica Tandy, 1989 17. Howards End Emma Thompson, 1992 18. The Queen Helen Mirren, 2006 19. The Reader Kate Winslet, 2008 20. The Favourite Olivia Colman, 2018

Naturally, with the House of Windsor involved, acquiring Oscars is infinitely easier accomplished than trying to spirit the great pyramids of Giza to London, which if it were possible, there’d likely be one at the expanded forecourt of the British Museum, one on The Regent’s Park and the other in Hyde Park. Obviously, Princess Anne’s tenure as BAFTA president likely saw her innate disdain for Yanks and general arrogance rule, which resulted in little return on investment. The same was true when Louis Mountbatten was BAFTA president. Of course, with Woody Allen, Steven Spielberg on Epstein’s flight manifests and Roman Polanski being too ‘special’ to prosecute, Old Dickie was in his element in Hollywood. Let’s face it, the IRA had nothing to do with Mountbatten’s explosive demise, born 25.6.1900 Year of the Rat, as ever numbers never lie. 7.4.5 = 7. Two 7s and a 5 alluding to sexual scandal; one or more 7s especially if one is placed in the fourth position, will indicate assassination of a public figure. In Mountbatten’s case, the poor villagers were sick of their sons being preyed on by a known paedophile and that was that.

1. Amorous Prince David, Prince of Wales & Earl Mountbatten in India. 2. David & Louis frolicking in Hawaii. 3. David & Louis playing. 4. Prince Charles, Prince of Wales & Earl Mountbatten. 5. Charles & Mountbatten. 6. Prince Charles, Prince of Wales & Jimmy Savile. 7. Gary Glitter. 8. Jimmy Savile & Gary Glitter. 9. Steven Spielberg & BAFTA President, Richard Attenborough. 10. Steven Spielberg & Harvey Weinstein. 11. Jeffrey Epstein, Prince Andrew, Duke of York, Woody Allen, Bill Clinton & Donald Trump. 12. Prince Andrew & Jeffrey Epstein. 13. Jeffrey Epstein & Donald Trump. 14. Prince Charles & Equerry Jonathan Thompson. 14 Prince Charles & Valet Michael Fawcett.

Prince Louis of Battenberg aka Earl Louis Mountbatten was human and it would certainly not have been the first time that persons associated with the House of Windsor, have had a preference for minor meat or favoured paedophiles. Sexual predators who are deemed untouchable for being of royal, Queer or Jewish persuasion rule a town called Hollywood and you can bet your bottom dollar that there is no room in their worldview for Black actresses being worthy enough for best actress Oscars. I’ll always remember going to an Upper West Side dinner party in winter 1983 whilst Merlin was in Toronto, working on Fraggle Rock with Jim Henson and talk of Hollywood came up. I was with a dancer who was transitioning to the world of fashion and design and successfully at that. Before then, he had lived for a couple of years with a famous actor in Hollywood; he hated having a sugar daddy so returned to New York. Aaron, who was great fun, died too young of AIDS but I’ll always remember his assessment of Hollywood: the world’s most exclusive escort service successfully masquerading as an entertainment business. “It is nothing more than Mecca if you are a sexual predator.” Two others at that dinner party wholeheartedly agreed with Aaron’s perception. Aaron had the thickest cock I have yet in all my years seen; thankfully, he happened to have been the most aggressive bottom yet encountered.

Indeed, what Merlin implied by not in our lifetimes, would there be a Black best actress Oscar winner, is that the Oscar is the penultimate icon of White female exclusivity and superiority. It is the most racist iconography in American culture. It is also tied to the UK Royal family in a display of American inferiority complex after having fought a war to be rid of Britons and their monarchy. Especially sobering is the fact that the very President of BAFTA, Prince William, Prince of Wales has been outed in his brother, Prince Harry’s phenomenal royal memoir, SPARE, as being the leader of the racially predatory campaign of harassment, mental, emotional and likely physical abuse, all of which was glaringly accomplished with the tacit collusion of the Fleet Street abattoirs and persons like Princess Michael of Kent who happens to be the mother of the Prince’s known closest royal friend, Lord Frederick Windsor.

Meghan, an American actress has been treated like absolute filth, yet no one in Hollywood has spoken up in her defence. Meghan’s articulateness and impeccable social skills are seen as reasons enough to resent the ‘Yank’. Moreover, Meghan is that most unacceptable of propositions not just to the British royal family but to the very core of its collective consciousness, Meghan is Black and descended of slaves of which no nation profited more mightily from the enslavement of displaced Black Africans than the British and its royal family. Of course, Hollywood does not care to get involved because the only sanctioned troubled history that is celebrated by the Academy, is the pain, struggle of Jews in Europe which resulted in the Holocaust. For that reason, it is almost an existential threat to the Academy and Hollywood’s sense of self and entitlement to ever have to acknowledge Black American history in America cinema. Indeed, Hollywood has never even done more than exploit the indigenous American population’s rape and pillage of culture and genocide of a people, because as with Black Americans, it would prove more worthy of American cinematic focus for obvious historic reasons than sectarian European history.

Anything and anyone who remotely threatens Hollywood’s sense of self and its agendum of focussing almost exclusively on the Holocaust with respect to what is deemed disturbing history and worthy of being focussed on and highlighted, is simply cancelled. Good god, look at Tom Cruise in what clearly is sectarian bias, no matter how much of a box office champ and how compelling his acting chops have been, an Oscar continues to elude him. Apart from his blockbuster actions films, all of them, what I love about Tom Cruise is how exquisitely he captures young soul angst with his acting. From Rain Man (1988), to Jerry Maguire (1996) or the exquisitely cinematic, Eyes Wide Shut (1999) the man’s a brilliant actor and no one but a young soul would so daringly do his own stunts in film after film after action film. All this deliberate denial because he is a Scientologist; just imagine if Jews were being so targeted and overlooked by the Academy but there it is in bold, unmistakable reality.

Similarly, James Cameron, a Canadian, is simply not great enough of be imbued with genius such that his towering greatness must be celebrated. In 2009, that society that serves as a paragon of racialised superior consciousness (Britain) and arrogantly so, did not award a single BAFTA to James Cameron’s 1997 film, Titanic though receiving 10 nominations. In America that year with 14 nominations, Titanic was awarded 11 Oscars. As far as Britons are concerned, it is not a British film, therefore they do not care and their grudge and disdain for ‘Yanks’ is all the more reason why Titanic was shut out of the BAFTAs. How is this even possible when there was a direct involvement with Britain with this very real and ground-breaking film? The Titanic did set sail from Britain for America; Britons were lost at sea when the Titanic sank.

Not wanting to seem like an afterthought and god forbid a third-tier awards, on taking over as BAFTA president, Richard Attenborough had the awards moved up to February, post Oscars April or May, thereby preceding the Oscars. This afforded the BAFTAs cachet as they were seen as a forerunner of how the Oscar winners would be determined. In a bid to maintain relevance and continue its role of influence peddling in an American industry, BAFTA has set up a wing in Beverly Hills and had the balls to call it the North American wing; leave Canada out of your influence peddling racket, the objective is to influence the Oscar nominations and winners. Of course, in turn Oscar winners find themselves being afforded the exclusivity of the royal treatment as with Tom Hanks at the Aston Villa game on the eve of the 2023 BAFTAs and Oscar winners Michael Douglas and Catherine Zeta-Jones being allowed to live in an apartment at St. James’s Palace. So that no one should go getting ideas, she is a Briton and he, of course, is Jewish Hollywood royalty and it certainly would not be extended beyond such persons. Certainly, not when the current BAFTA president and his wife and known anti-Black racists.

Thanks to Britons’ gross sense of entitlement and flagrant superiority complex, they do not care what the world thinks. Their awards criteria and their members decide who is deserving of winning a British award and you can bet it won’t be a damn Yank. From Beyoncé being snubbed at the Grammys in favour of Harry Styles then having the Brit Awards favour Harry Styles over anyone else. This fruity little drip regardless how flagrantly he swishes his AMS (arse-munching ‘stache) and cross-dresses, above all else, he is a White male and he will not be ridiculed by radio DJs the world over. I’ll always remember my proud First Nations brief lover whilst at a pow wow in Merritt, B.C. saying, “Gay people are first and always White people… people like you and me do not count at the end of the day.” Sage words indeed. Look at this silly photo of the flagrant little industry-used manwhore, I am reminded of the swell little, ridiculously hysterical French-Canadian actor friend of Merlin’s. From the moment we met, it was evident that it was merely a matter of time before we would be carrying on like gibbons en chaleur. A friend of his had approached Merlin and asked if I would step in for him whilst he covered elsewhere for someone whose lover was severely ill and dying of AIDS. It was supposed to have lasted all of two, at the most, six weeks.

Standing in for a friend of Merlin’s, dressing on Cats at the Elgin Theatre, was a memorable experience because Jean-François and I would be sharing the same floor backstage as the Andrew Lloyd Webber musical printed money like it was going out of style. Post intermission, JF and I would have the most fun. As all theatre folk are predominantly sage souls, which he was, he was entertainingly witty and given to reciting dialogue from a range of Bette Davis films. Mostly, Lauri whose wife also did wigs and makeup was fun to be around as JF and I carried on. One Wednesday, after matinée performance, JF and I returned to the theatre off the Victoria Street tech entrance. We had just rushed down from the top of the street where it dead ends into Ryerson Polytechnic Institute, which now goes by whatever name du jour – Toronto Metropolitan University. As we returned, we were laughing hysterically which Lauri with a sly wink declared, he could well imagine what trouble we’d been up to. Truth be told, we were detained by aggressive security as JF, Toronto Dance Theatre dancer René Highway who was a lover of Merlin’s who preceded me by at least two others, actor Denis Simpson of TV’s Polka Dot Door were caught in a stall together being riotously salacious. Little did I know that as I banged on the side of the stall, “Oh fuck yeah, put your fucking tongue right there!” there was a security guard in the stall next door spying on us. His radio went off, giving away the plot and to prevent my raucous laughter, Denis began aggressively kissing me. The damage was done though, because before we could scramble out of there, the security guard’s colleague had come to join him as he braced himself against the door in an attempt to have us detained. In no mood to be messed with, I grabbed JF’s half finished Styrofoam cup of coffee and tossed it over the stall door onto the killjoy guard. Though we tried to bolt, his backup had locked us inside. Denis copped hauteur and feigning outrage, demanded to be let out at once as he had nothing to do with any of this. The cheek! Tall, imposingly debonair, just like that Denis abandoned us with René, who never said more than two words at any given time, slithering out with Denis. Merlin said of René, you have a great fuck then afterwards, there’s nothing there; simply no signs of intellect. You can bet your bottom dollar, I howled at his assessment. After too much silly cop-playing nonsense, JF and I were released and told to never set foot on the campus again… as fucking if.

Stage left alcove with Lauri close by, JF fell to his knees, doing a deadpan Bette Davis impersonation from Jezebel, “Arvin. Arvin, I’m on my knees… I’m pleading to you…” All the while he kept looking from my crotch to my face his eyes large and yearning whilst suggestively licking his lips; Lauri’s laughter in the corner almost drowned out the caterwauling coming from onstage. Next, it was my turn to be witty, removing the band that gathered my recently permed hair, my Bette Davis rebuttal came from Cabin in the Cotton as I giggled and replied, “Well, of course, I’d love to hogtie and fuck you silly but I just permed my hair… bye now.” Turning, I made towards Lauri in the alcove whose laughter was continuous and just then, JF put his hand in my hair, making it an unruly mess. With that, he took off rushing to the back and through the door onto Victoria Street with me giving spirited chase. As it was the mid-1980s the street was a darkened affair with the foreboding sight of St. Michael’s Hospital across on the east side of the street. Facing north on the west side on the street, JF squatted on the kerb and began offering his arse whilst I grabbed his hips and soon we both dissolved in laughter, working off the stress from being earlier held hostage by aggressive security up the street.

Of course, today Victoria Street is no longer a deserted affair after dark. Last year, Massey Hall at the southwest corner of Shuter and Victoria streets reopened after 190$m renovations. Of course, it is just in time for the 70th anniversary of the most phenomenal live Jazz concert recording with the famous ‘Salt Peanuts’ performance. To Massey Hall’s rear and half a block down Victoria Street is the back of the Elgin Theatre. The 60-storey Massy Tower condominiums sit on the east side of Yonge Street and two doors north of the Elgin Theatre’s marquee between Queen Street East to the south and Shuter to the north. Jean-François was devastatingly funny and vulgarly laughed at everyone and everything; he was as intimidating as he was diminutive. He favoured me as ours was a physical relationship that was purely fraternal and nothing more than robust, healthy sexual play.

A couple of years after Merlin’s passing, I was then habituated in the Beaches, one of Toronto’s more glorious neighbourhoods which, like Moore Park, is lorded over by the tallest oaks, and bordered to the south by the boardwalk, beach and Lake Ontario beyond, which proves a putrid malodorous cocktail in springtime. The Beaches’ high street is Queen Street East with its noisy 501 streetcars; I then lived just beyond the end of the Queen streetcar loop at Neville Park on the south side of Queen. To the north the Upper Beaches was the tonier part of the neighbourhood with the most commanding views of the city and lake beyond or below. I really loved living there. About that time, in 1991, I received a call with news of Jean-François. I had last seen JF a couple of months earlier as he came by and visited but we didn’t have sex; Merlin was dead of AIDS, which meant that I had unredeemably become perished fruit. Years earlier when we had just moved to Cabbagetown’s 20 Amelia Street, JF dropped by unannounced whilst we visited with chef Gary Martin who was a source of playful raucous man-loving. Having heard about me JF came calling, whilst we visited in the back garden, Merlin cock-sucking a joint, Gary sharing on it, JF lit up a cigarette and offered it as he tried charming me; grabbing his hand at the wrist, I elegantly moved the cigarette away and coolly stated fact, “Sorry, I never suck on anything less than nine and a half inches… ever.” Jean-François tossed his head back and roared and declared that he was besotted. Gary cooked yet another sublime dinner and after, Merlin continued enjoying a joint whilst onlooking at me ploughing Gary who always had to have the large mirror in the hall on the floor to look at himself being ploughed right; Jean-François leapt in and kept his faced hungrily buried between my pumping buttocks.

Luckily, in a big city, you can nicely experience a new incarnation which has positively nothing to do with your previous existence. Soon enough, lovers aplenty were de rigueur and I began exploring my true metier, the world of S&M. For Jean-François, in a bid not to become HIV-infected, he began going after barely legal youth, freshly arrived in the big city and on the make, whom he enticed with his snazzy motorcycle. So it was as JF brought home a couple of straight boys to his lovely apartment above a drugstore along Eglinton Avenue West just west of Upper Forest Hill, his couple of tricks stole his sporty motorcycle after murdering him, cutting off his cock and sticking it into the gash of his slit throat. There unsurprisingly was blood everywhere and my response on hearing the news of JF’s demise, was to have done as he would have, “Well thank god those fucking forensic guys carry a tweezer in their toolbox…” a quip at JF’s tiny, boyish cock. The laughter the friend and I roared, was a fitting tribute to JF and also the only way to have responded to such shocking news of such a violent passing… Jean-François honestly would have appreciated the humour of the situation.

So there was the BAFTA President, Prince William, Prince of Wales with his combustible wife kitted out in her ‘fist-me-now’ black opera gloves, onlooking as Cate Blanchett won best actress BAFTA for TAR, a film which frankly is much ado about fuck-all. It is about her iconic whiteness – her blondness and blue-eyed superiority which is what the Oscars are about; however, when it comes to best actress the BAFTAs afforded the royal seal of approval. Thus Michelle Yeoh sat there at Royal Festival Hall and watched Cate win best actress BAFTA and that was that. Britons do not give a damn; besides, they are royals and all that, never mind that that blasted uncouth boor will break protocol more frequently than a duck shitting, lui même Madame Plotte-Visage, the Courtesan Queen – more of that later.

1. Kerry Condon 2. Dolly De Leon 3. Carey Mulligan 4. Angela Bassett 5. Hong Chau 6. Jamie Lee Curtis

So the BAFTAs decide that this is a good enough field for best supporting actress BAFTAs 2023. Of course, Kerry Condon is not a Yank and is close to being British for being Irish and that’s that. In this pre-Oscars awards, both Angela Bassett and Jamie Lee Curtis were passed over.

1. Cate Blanchett. 2. Viola Davis 3. Michelle Yeoh 4. Danielle Deadwyler 5. Emma Thompson 6. Ana de Armas

With the Oscars, Cate Blanchett who had been favoured was defeated by Michelle Yeoh. Of course, though much was made of Angela Bassett being a sore loser to Jamie Lee Curtis for the best supporting actress Oscar, Jamie Lee won it for two reasons, she is second generation member of a Hollywood acting dynasty; more importantly, she is Jewish and in Hollywood that trumps everything else. With Michelle Yeoh’s historic win, no one dare levelled accusations that it was mere tokenism or some woke agendum.

1. Ana de Armas 2. Andrea Riseborough 3. Cate Blanchett 4. Michelle Williams 5. Michelle Yeoh

For that matter, there was no talk anywhere of Cate Blanchett having been cheated out of her rightful best actress Oscar award. Naturally, the argument is that Black actresses are just not good enough or worthy enough to be cinematically lauded. Of course, Angela Bassett, Viola Davis and Danielle Deadwyler, in the case of the latter two, they portrayed not just strong Black women but they were also historical figures. This for Hollywood is wholly unacceptable; American history simply cannot expand to cinematically include African Americans. What’s more, avoiding American history at all costs is preferable, this explains why a film like Everything, Everywhere All At Once fared so well at the Oscars, it had positively nothing to do with American history and did not in any way threaten what Hollywood deems the only history worthy of being cinematically celebrated by the Oscars. As the saying goes, in Hollywood – the land of make believe, Shoah business is the only American history worth celebrating… cartographers be damned. And unlike the unpredictability of Jesse Owens’ performance before Hitler in 1936, Hollywood does not do real-time events. Hollywood as 1968’s best actress Oscar tie validated, is about manipulating reality to serve its need and one’s heroic place within the culture: better than, special, innately entitled.

Broadway Actor, Audra McDonald

Though Hollywood would like to keep Black actresses oppressed and give the impression that they are not capable of commanding the screen and thus not deserving of Oscars for best actress, that is all challenged by the fact that Audra McDonald, is the most decorated leading actress on Broadway in its history with 6 Tony awards. Naturally, if Audra were an actress in Hollywood, she would never have been considered for any Oscar nomination above supporting actress. Hell, even Viola Davis won best supporting actress Oscar for a role which was always a lead on Broadway and won a Tony award in that category for the play adapted to film, Fences.

Halle Berry Best Actress Oscar Acceptance Speech 74th Academy Awards, 2002

Just look at how Briton, Helen Mirren looks on at Halle Berry during her best actress Oscar acceptance speech in 2002. She was clearly displeased and thought that the award ought not to have gone to some Black upstart, who was making some ridiculous ‘race’ speech or other. There, too, was that blasted little garden gnome whom we know is a favoured inner circle member at the court of the ugly-no-blasted-motherfuck Courtesan Queen, who has time and again made no effort to hide her disinterest in the otiose Persons of Colour the world over.

Maori Dancers Performing Haka at Commonwealth Service, Westminster Abbey, 2023

Just look at the way she walked past the barefooted Maori celebrants outside Westminster Abbey at the Commonwealth Day Service, 2023. It was heart-warming to see the Duchess of Edinburgh bump her left shoulder into HM King Charles III’s right shoulder and humour him as he clearly needed to be pulled away from the displeasure, he no doubt would have been experiencing for being born in the Year of the Rat and disrespected by that blasted Couchon, who has been unrelentingly wrecking the House of Windsor for near half a century. The damage ‘Ugly Duchess’ continues doing to HLM Queen Elizabeth II’s 70-year legacy, is incalculable.

Perception Is All.

The video above is of French colonials in the then French colony of Vietnam. That was in 1900, not 1900 years ago or 19,000 years ago. In less than 6 generations tribal perceptions change little. This is how the White tribe perceives non-Whites with varying degrees of scorn and animus. What most Whites have had to do, is aggressively adapt such that this primal perception of their place in the scheme of things, is deeply guarded, camouflaged and made to seem irrelevant. Of course, the power of the gun assures them that this sense of self and place in the scheme of things are little challenged.

Indeed, the House of Windsor has been possessed of this entrenched sense of self and place, in its most recent incarnation, since the reign of Queen Victoria. The two White females tossing grain and coins at the ‘natives’ in Vietnam, were contemporaries of Queen Victoria’s, whose misogynoir was emulated and upheld by Queen Mary who groomed both Queen Elizabeth, Queen Mother and HLM Queen Elizabeth II.

Queen Elizabeth II Sharing Racist Anecdote

One should not be surprised at the Queen’s 1969 documentary in which she tells a racist joke, to which Charles heartily laughed. Charles’s heir, rather than son, Peggalicious & Fisted is an avowed anti-Black racist; of course, so too is the Courtesan Queen, who has made no bones about giving no fucks about the otiose little non-White peoples.

Royal Tour 2019: St. Kitts & Nevis, St. Vincent, Grenada, St. Lucia & Barbados

The four minute mark of the above video and on their arrival in St. Vincent, Camilla carries her trusty parapluie and to make sure that she doesn’t have to shake any of the ‘natives’ hands, she carries a handbag in the free hand. This woman is a right piece of work and a true heir of the French colonials tossing grain and coins at the Vietnamese.

Just look at her! Couchon…

The infamous open ridicule of Inuit throat singers, causing Governor-General Johnston to look at her as though she were a lunatic from Mars will not soon be forgotten.

Just Look at the Old Kook; Always Looking As Though She Just Fell Off Her Broom

Her most recent I’ve-no-fucks-left-to-give moment: 2023 Commonwealth Service at Westminster Abbey. She just walked past the irrelevant persons of colour and of course compensatorilly clutched her hat as though it were Dorothy’s cabin about to take off; as if she’s not always got a broom to hand.

1. Norma Shearer 1930 2. Luise Rainer 1936 & 1937 3. Judy Holliday 1950 4. Simone Signoret 1959 5. Elizabeth Taylor 1960 & 1966 6. Barbra Streisand 1968 7. Marlee Matlin 1986 8. Helen Hunt 1997 9. Gwyneth Paltrow 10. Natalie Portman

There is much that you can glean from the line up of the best actress Oscar winners above. They are an insight into where power lies in Hollywood and one should never be mistaken about that. This power block is whom, much like the two French colonials in 1900 decide what pittance Blacks in American cinema receive. Of course, had 9/11 never occurred, there would have been no need for Halle Berry to have won best actress Oscar in 2002. This was hastily done as there was great fear that if terrorism were to become de rigueur, a guaranteed weekly affair across America, one would need to lay low and not provoke wrath from the American public at large. Of course, by the 76th Oscars two years later, there was no such threat and it has been back to the norm of Black actresses chances of winning best actress Oscar decidedly negligible.

How Like French Colonials in Vietnam, One Tosses A Best Supporting Actress to A Black Actress Now and Again

That Hollywood does not have two fucks to give what it looks like, was validated when in 1968, it was speciously alleged that there was a tie and just as with Gwyneth’s Cinderella Oscar, so too was Barbra Streisand awarded an Oscar because one can and did. Obviously, it is not a question of Black actresses not having acting chops, deserving of best actress Oscar, just as with the French colonials of 1900 Vietnam, Hollywood’s elite have long decided that Black actresses are not deserving of any such accolade; goddamn it, they are just not people enough. Goodness, that would make them more than maids, whores, junkies and dumbasses.

Hollywood as throughout human history, is just another society with its various strata and the one stratum that gets you lifetime membership at LouLou’s, Annabel’s and Maison Estelle is the one that sees you awarded best actress. In the case of best actor Oscar that’ll get you membership at Mark’s, Harry’s and Oswald’s. Alas, Black women need not dream; as Meghan has validated, Black actresses are the one group of actresses who are most undesirable whether for senior royal status or Hollywood’s ruling elite. Don’t ever fool yourself into thinking that Hollywood’s elite are a liberal bunch; they are the most vile, racist, royal sycophants on the planet – this is why Oscar winners Catherine Zeta-Jones and Michael Douglas live in an apartment at St. James’s Palace. They have wanted in, have gotten in and it’ll all culminate with Prince George marrying a nice Jewish girl – actress or otherwise. It will happen; in the meantime, they – royals and Hollywood elites – have seen to it that Meghan’s Cinderella moment could be undone and how handsomely they toiled and won. It’s a perfect business arrangement, Hollywood wants the exclusivity of royal sanction and access and for the royals and their shitty, third tier BAFTA awards, Brits get Oscars in return for preferred Hollywood elites sitting in the royal box at an Aston Villa game, living at St. James’s Palace and everything else in between, including all the minor meat they favour.

Hell, what’s all that to Harry and Meghan; they’ve got each other and are growing richer in spades with every venture they explore. Meanwhile, when the Pegged & Fisted Bourbon bastard finally gets a divorce, the inarticulate Edward Gorey silent era ingenue will draw on her coalminer pedigree and go full Jerry Springer on the House of Windsor. No Sir, Catherine will not go quietly and doe-eyed like her mother-in-law, Diana, Princess of Wales did. She will fight dirty and shake up the pantomime in ways that not even Hollywood could fathom.

Whether Emmy Awards, Grammy Awards, Oscar Awards or Tony Awards (EGOTs), American awards are about celebrating American culture with the able contribution of American actors and artisans being cited. Clearly, as demonstrated by repeated instances mentioned herein this blog, there is a clear-cut case of influence peddling on the part of the Presidents of BAFTA past and present, resulting in examples cited, be it Michael Douglas & Catherine Zeta-Jones Oscar winners living in an apartment at St. James’s Palace to fellow Oscar winner Tom Hanks, being afforded VIP access to Aston Villa matches. If indeed Armenian-Americans were the most powerful group in Hollywood, American Cinema, then there would doubtless be greater inclusivity and all American actresses being celebrated for their work. Indeed, all aspects of American culture would be celebrated in such a paradigm. As is obvious from Viola Davis winning a best supporting actress Oscar for a role which is a leading role, clearly there is a validated case of discrimination and double-standards at play.

Warriors of the High Country

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©2008 James Ayers

American cinema has to reflect American culture in all its pandimensionality and this is not the case. From the number of British and Jewish actresses who have won best actress Oscars relative to Black and Hispanic/Latina American, there is a definite case for legally challenging the discriminatory practices of the status quo. When is there going to be a film about the human drama that unfolded as a result of the terror attacks on 9/11? When are there going to be historically accurate films, telling the story of Indigenous Americans sacrifices and genocide. Heroic films from varying perspectives have yet to be made that dealt with the human costs of the American civil war. It is incumbent on the actors unions and others in the industry to challenge this discriminatory practice by way of legal action, ACLU, class action lawsuits, hearings in congress and legal action going all the way to the United States Supreme Court. The exclusion of Viola Davis or Danielle Deadwyler at the 95th Oscars is a clear example when they were passed over in favour of a British actress, Andrea Riseborough who appeared in a utterly dismissible film and performance about which no one knew a damn thing. Two Black actresses were passed over at the Oscar nominations for very strong roles where at the BAFTAs they were celebrated by being nominated.

If any practice is an insult to intellect, demonstrates influence peddling and proves a clear-cut case of discrimination based on race and or gender then there is no dearth of lawyers in America, who cannot take on an American actors union class action suit to address and correct so glaring an ugly case of racism in America, to say nothing of that decades long practice being an injustice. Hollywood elites do not fill movie theatres, nor for that matter do Britons seeing American films lead to blockbuster box office results… Americans do! Unlike the Festival International du Film Cannes and Toronto International Film Festival, the Academy Awards, despite tacking on international to the name, is not an international film festival. Furthermore, the Academy Awards are an American film awards and not obliged to be featuring and awarding prizes to Britons as the awards have become. If you want an Oscar then damn well choose to reincarnate an American. Period. Just as if you want to be elected American President, the onus is on you to choose to reincarnate an American born citizen. The House of Windsor has no right to be wielding influence on the Oscars or any other aspect of American society; a damn war was fought and won about being bullied and over-lorded by Britons and their royals. If this is not challenged in due course, the problem of Black actresses being passed over in favour will endure for the foreseeable decades of this century and well into the next. Of course, if Blacks protest this, Hollywood’s elites in collusion with the British royals will simply see to it that all many of non-Black non-Whites will suddenly be favoured and awarded Oscars.

Brits Are Not Played Off At An American Awards, Or Are the Academy Awards Exclusively An American Awards?

Darling, the rules are very clear; if you don’t like Black people, fuck you!

Samara Joy live in NYC [full concert] | Trinity Church Wall Street | Nov 8, 2022

Samara Joy – Vocals

Ben Paterson – Piano

Felix Moseholm – Bass

Evan Sherman – Drums

At long last, a griot of the highest order has incarnated among us; long live Black high art, Jazz!

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As ever, life is like a flying dream; if you look down, you’re fucked. Enjoy the ride and fear no one!

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©2013-2025 Arvin da Brgha. All Rights Reserved.

Oh To Be Black & Jew

Al Jolson giving possible birth to the notion that Jazz has its roots in Klezmer.

Al Jolson Singing Mammy!

Though someone’s perception of you is no damn business of yours, it does though matter when it is a whole people’s deliberate intention to demonise, vilify and portray a people as goddamn fools.

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At the time of Henry and Meghan’s royal wedding, there was a dearth of Jews commenting on social media about their union. There were no Jewish celebrities opining about how they thought that it was great that an American, an American actress was marrying into the royal family. Nothing. Zilch. Nada. There is more to discern in people’s silence than in exactly when they are silent.

The Woman Is Fucking Nuts. Who Can Possibly Find This Remotely Appealing.
Mic Drop President Barack H. Obama

Sorry Sweetheart, you are an inarticulate, embarrassment. STFU and STFD, Basta!

Catherine, HRH Duchess of Cambridge/Princess of Wales by Paul Emsley National Portrait Gallery London 2012

Now that the Sussexes, Henry & Meghan, have massively succeeded in articulating their truth in the Netflix and Archewell Productions co-production, which to date has had 241 million viewing hours, the dynamic has shifted. The war campaign has now entered a new phase. To date, it has been the toxic Royal Rota hacks and their plants/sympathisers in America who have been flapping their dirty yaps at Meghan’s expense. All the lies that they have hammered away at the low-browed, knuckle-dragging cultist of the island kingdom have been exposed to Americans and the rest of the world.

Catherine, HRH Duchess of Cambridge/Princess of Wales Wearing Jenny Packham in Jamaica, March 2022.

Just look at this 9 energy-bodied, self-toxic boor; she is vile. Most of all, she is the most inarticulate, mumbling, sarcastic, bitchy socially displaced moron imaginable. Let me make it perfectly clear, you think it nothing to abuse Meghan to the nth degree because she, after all, is just a mere goddamn nigger – let’s get real. Well guess what idiots, ever will I be most fuck-all indefatigable in defending Meghan’s honour. All of this for the simple fact that she is a Black woman. There is no greater symbol of structural racism than the British institution of monarchy.

The Crypt Dweller Giving Her First Speech As A Royal & Desperately Trying To Sound A Right Toff

The United Kingdom’s recent half millennium was caught up in the savage pillage of empire from the Orient, across Africa to the Caribbean and North America at the heart of that vast imperial expansion was slavery, cheap dehumanised labour, to get sugar, cotton, spices and all manner of commodities back to the heart of the empire, London. Catherine, to be fair, dresses up nicely but beyond that, she is a hollow, burnt out, inarticulate, mumbling, blasted embarrassment.

Here is the mumbling inarticulate self-toxic, 9 energy body boor, trying to look professional and upping her game in 2021 after Meghan had breezed through and showed this bit of sodden cardboard, who seemed to think that she was being cast for the role of Sleeping Beauty, how it’s done.

Windsor, Diana, Princess of Wales  July 1/1961<O>August 31/1997.

Michael: The fragment who was Diana Frances is a second level mature artisan and was in the passion mode with a goal of acceptance, a pragmatist in the moving part of emotional centre. 

She had a Lunar/Mercury body type. 

Diana’s primary chief feature was stubbornness with a secondary, not of self-destruction but of self-deprecation. 

Diana Frances was first-cast in her cadence and her cadence is fifth in the greater cadence.  She is a member of entity one, cadre six, greater cadre 48, pod/node 380. 

This fragment’s essence twin is a discarnate artisan and her task companion is a discarnate sage, both of whom are staying near her, waiting for her to become oriented to her situation. 

Here we had an artisan with drama in her casting but also with a very deep need to serve both the common and the higher good, which she did with grace, charm and a good deal of conviction.

*One of the reasons why Diana, Princess of Wales felt so out of her depth amongst the royal family, is because she is from pod 380, most of the senior royals are all from the 400 series pods. She would have felt just as isolated as Meghan for being Black in a milieu where structural racism is deeply entrenched.

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The fact is, the roles of these persons are deftly validated by their behaviour and the choices that they have made to date. Diana, Princess of Wales was shy and guarded at the start of her reign as the most loved woman on the planet; however, when she found her feet, she was unsurpassed. Diana was an early mature soul artisan. Artisan souls bring a certain magical je ne sais quoi to whatever they are focussed, especially most alluringly so when female. Prime examples of artisan souls with this glamour effect and also persons who can magically articulate the message are: Marilyn Monroe, Martha Graham, Evelyn Hart, Whitney Houston, Ella Fitzgerald, Naomi Campbell, Judith Jamieson, Annette Bening, Billie Holiday and Natalie Cole. All these female performers add great death, delicacy, eloquence and beauty to their art, regardless the medium. The reason why Catherine does not have the charm and charisma that was Diana, Princess of Wales’s is because she is a warrior soul; besides her overleaves do not lend themselves to being soft and alluringly charismatic.

Windsor, Meghan HRH Duchess of Sussex 4/8/1981

Michael: This fragment is a mid-cycle mature artisan in the tradition of the deceased mother fragment who was Diana, Princess of Wales — third life thereat.  Meghan is in the observation mode with a goal of acceptance.  An idealist, Meghan is in the moving part of emotional centre. 

Meghan’s primary chief feature is self-deprecation and the secondary of mild impatience. 

Meghan’s body type is Venus/Solar. 

The fragment Meghan is fourth-cast in the fifth cadence.  Meghan is a member of greater cadence four.  Meghan is a member of entity one, cadre six, greater cadre 7, pod 418 — she is an entity mate of both her spouse, HRH Prince Henry Duke of Sussex with whom she shares 20 past lives and also an obvious entity mate of Her Majesty, Queen Elizabeth II. 

Meghan’s essence twin is an artisan and the task companion a warrior. 

Meghan’s three primary needs are: expression, acceptance and expansion.

There are 4 past-life associations with Arvin and 6 with Merlin. 

Incidentally, this artisan has been a member of the British royal family twice before.  Firstly, as Margaret Beaufort, Countess of Richmond and Derby, she was the cousin of King Henry VI and mother of King Henry VII.  As such she was the matriarch of the House of Tudor.  Her grandson was Henry VIII and her great-granddaughter, Elizabeth I. 

This artisan in that lifetime was involved in the sacraments of the church, being included in the newly established college system.  She founded Christ College, Cambridge and was instrumental with the founding of St. John’s College as well. 

Secondly, she was HRH Prince Edward, Duke of York and Albany and younger brother to George III, whose father the Prince of Wales, HRH Prince Frederick died before ascending the throne after George II.  In that lifetime, the artisan (now Meghan, HRH Duchess of Sussex) was interested in military structure.  He, of course, died young of a then unknown illness but which had to do with dysentery. 

Incidentally, in the current incarnation, Meghan, HRH Duchess of Sussex has suffered from gastroenteritis, which is related to the last-life health issues – this is the immediate past life and not that in 18th century when the artisan died aged 28.

*Two artisans, Diana and Meghan possessed of inordinate eloquence, star power and charisma. Both Diana and Meghan had/have a goal of acceptance; this is the great goal and all such persons have great appeal and are much loved. For less spiritually evolved souls, these persons with goal of acceptance can provoke suspicion and fear; they can even experience the opposite of their goal which is rejection and certainly, thanks to race and her unique role within the monarchy’s history, Meghan has proven a source of great fear and phenomenal rejection. She has mightily threatened the fair story and the White tribe’s sense of its superior blood’s purity and Meghan has caused many to feel truly displaced as their Caucasian blood/genetics is being threatened by the African/Black blood/genetics, which means no longer guaranteed blonde and blue-eyed offspring.

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Meghan, Duchess of Sussex Opening Remarks at One Young World Summit, 2022

Most of all, like Diana, Princess of Wales, Meghan, Duchess of Sussex is an artisan soul and also an early mature soul artisan. Regardless of what one projects onto Meghan, she possesses magical qualities, like Diana did, when she takes to a mic. For Catherine, a mic is Kryptonite. Full stop.

This Is The First and Only Royal Foundation Meeting/Interview with Meghan Participating

Meghan performed handsomely as one can expect of an artisan soul with a goal of acceptance and an actor to boot. However, as is obvious from Prince William’s posture and his having had the last word in the interview, he was hawkish and Meghan performed too well. She, as far as William is concerned, upstaged not just his mumbling idiot wife but he himself. How dare she upstage him when he has been groomed from birth to be the star? She was a damn Yank and a show-off, trying to act as though this were the Meghan show. What kind of institution is that which would misogynistically want a woman to merely be an appendage. In the modern age, one has to be on and represent. Charles as with Diana and William as with Catherine have to realise that there are times when it is important based on the chosen charities that the wife has to go off and engage and make speeches to drive both attention and funding to chosen charities. If you have a blithering idiot for a wife who merely goes out and shakes hands but cameras are not allowed inside to see what an embarrassing zombie the damn woman is, then what is the point? There is no value for money there. And you can bet that William would have overbearingly been giving critiques and directives to Meghan as to what she can and cannot say or do. I cannot state enough how difficult persons with 9 mindset are to deal with. They do not listen and they never take anyone’s counsel. They know and no one is good enough to tell them anything. Just imagine that degree of conceit being exalted in someone with tunnelled vision for having a stellium in their birth chart and groomed from the word go to be sovereign.

No matter how persons here and now arse-kiss the current heir to the throne, history, the final arbiter, will dismiss William as one of the most woefully inept sovereigns, who was out of touch and a difficult prick and a half. This photograph perfectly encapsulates who these two 9-energied persons are. He is from another age and time, full of self-import and entitlement and she just another fake, gurning White female who wants the world at her feet whilst not giving a living damn. No other couple on the world stage embodies the myopia of 9 energy than these two. He will not be acceding the throne in the age of HM King Edward VII or for that matter that of HM George V when good old HM Queen Mary maintained the social rigidity of the Victorian Age to the hilt.

The Queen has died and had no assurances that the realm over which she ruled, is going to be in capably fantastic hands of a regal couple who will be able to steward the dynasty through the remainder of the century. Having been to St. Andrews and acquired an art history degree by the time of her fifth wedding anniversary, Catherine should have proven herself an asset to the Crown. All she did was an introduction to an exhibition at the National Portrait Gallery about early photography, in early 2018, seven years into her marriage. At her disposal that archly lazy and socially discriminating boor has done positively nothing to uplift, inspire and proven herself a loved figure. Who gives a rat’s arse how insecure and rigid William is. Putting to good use her academic credentials, she could, by The Queen’s passing, have done three arts related televised shows per year. As arts patron of the Royal Ballet, she could have been ably assisted in hosting a television production, which would then be shown on one the BBC networks. Cameras would follow her around as she films a day at ballet rehearsals then at opening night she is attendant for a ballet like the Nutcracker so that children across the social strata are introduced to a world which could prove both inspirational and possibly lifechanging. That is a show that could then be sold internationally and those funds go to engage working class kids to become and be supported in pursuing careers in the arts. Similarly, another telecast could be mounted for the production of say the Royal Opera’s Marriage of Figaro.

Portrait of HM Queen Victoria With Her Family, Exhibition At Queen’s Gallery November 2018 Royal Collection Trust

Still another production could feature the young and capable academically accredited Catherine, giving a behind the scenes tour of some aspect of the Royal Collection Trust, which would in due course form part of the rotating exhibitions that move from the Queen’s Gallery, to Holyrood House and Windsor Castle. All that exposure garners more revenue as persons would come from across the globe to take in these exhibitions presented by the future Queen Consort, Catherine. Instead, she has supposedly been playing femme au foyer with a large staff of nannies and servants as though anyone is being fooled by the fact that their invisibility could be for no other reason than the couple being heavily engaged in their extramarital affairs.

This has never transpired because Catherine is too damn lazy and more importantly, William is far too snobbish to want to afford the little people access because such initiatives by Catherine would afford the social lepers, as his 9 mindset would see the little people, access to art to which they are not entitled. This same snobbery and bigotry is precisely why Meghan did not stand a chance. Working in tandem, of course, Meghan could have hosted similar telecasts which featured actors in rehearsal before the premier of a theatrical production. All this would usher in a time of great artistic activity, which would have its full manifestation during William’s reign and prove a hallmark of that era. That snobbery is why after the Grenfell Tower fire in June 2017, not far from where I was staying in Chelsea when visiting London that Summer, Meghan for 9 months worked with the ‘little people’ and produced the Together cookbook, for which she would have been resented by William and Catherine as it would be deemed to be showing them up.

Windsor, HM Camilla, Queen Consort 17/7/1947.

Michael: Yes, this scholar is at the mid-level of the mature soul cycle — third life thereat.  Camilla is in caution mode with a goal of growth.  A pragmatist, Camilla is in the moving part of intellectual centre. 

Body type is Lunar/Venus. 

Camilla‘s primary chief feature is impatience and the secondary arrogance. 

The fragment Camilla is third-cast in sixth cadence; Camilla is a fragment of greater cadence seven.  Camilla‘s entity is five, cadre six, greater cadre 7, pod 129. 

Camilla’s essence twin is a scholar and the task companion is a warrior. 

Camilla’s primary needs are: exchange, freedom and power. 

There are 10 past-life associations with Arvin and 6 with Merlin .  (July, 2017)

*Camilla is an early mature soul, much as Diana and Meghan were/are. The mature soul cycle is where one makes/incurs a great deal of karma for fucking with others’ lives. This is what Camilla, the Courtesan Queen did in spades and what she has resumed doing with Meghan as she had with Diana, Princess of Wales. There is no greater conceitedly stubborn and interfering soul than a scholar soul. Camilla had a direct hand in Diana’s emotional distress and her eventual divorce which led in time to her being murdered. This has left the Courtesan Queen a very nasty piece of work and this you have seen acted out in her openly rude behaviour towards Blacks and taking lunch with known racists and attackers of Meghan at Mayfair’s Murano.

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Never mind Catherine, the real dynamic in all of this has been, all along both William and the Courtesan Queen. Both Camilla and William are mature Scholar souls. Scholar souls are the only souls which do not pair with another soul on a particular axis as for example: Slaves/Priests on the inspiration axis, Artisans/Sages on the expression axis and lastly Warriors/Kings on the action axis. For this reason, Scholars are very insular and do suffer from delusions and folie de grandeur; more often than not, they are archly prejudiced and like to put everyone and everything in its little box. Everything is anal retentively categorised into their rigid little boxes and they do not waiver on this purely arbitrary prejudicial perspective of theirs – each and every one of them. Also, as a rule, Scholar souls do not favour being Black and do not like Blacks – on the surface they prefer being in milieu and in societies where rather than the arts and creativity, knowledge is favoured.

Windsor, HRH Prince William Prince of Wales 21/6/1982 London, England

Michael: This fragment is sixth-level mature scholar – third life thereat.  William is in the observation mode with a goal of acceptance.  A pragmatist, he is in the intellectual part of moving centre. 

Body type is Lunar/Mars/Saturn. 

William’s primary chief feature is stubbornness – death of his mother, Diana, Princess of Wales, was the triggering event and the secondary arrogance. 

The fragment William is third-cast in sixth cadence; he is a member of greater cadence seven.  William’s entity is four, cadre one, greater cadre 6, pod 208. 

William’s essence twin is a scholar and he has a warrior task companion to whom he is married, Catherine, HRH Princess of Wales. 

William’s primary needs are: exchange, freedom and security. 

There are 6 past-life associations with Arvin and 3 with Merlin.

*Like Diana, Princess of Wales, his mother, and Meghan, William a scholar soul also has a goal of acceptance. However, unlike both women, he is moving centred; this means that he shoots his mouth off before thinking through things. He takes action without realising that he has not got a truly objective, clear overview of the issues in hand. Moreover, William was born with a stellium in his astrological chart which means that he can never clearly see the forest for the trees. His scholarly conceit means that he will act as though for being destined to be sovereign, he has a right to openly discriminate without a care in the world; this is what he engaged in at his brother’s wedding. William has become so corrupted that he is almost exclusively focussed in his opposite goal of rejection, which is what his campaign of opposing Meghan’s very existence is all about.  

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HRH Prince William, Prince of Wales & HM Queen Camilla, Queen Consort

As is obvious, Prince William is a sixth mature scholar soul. This is the most difficult level of any cycle, be it young, mature or old soul cycle. There is no peace for such persons and they can and often do create more karma than had been part of the life plan. In the case of William for being a scholar soul, he just had to be a shit-disturbing, conceited bigot and interfere in both his brother’s and his brother’s wife’s lives without a care in the world. I cannot express enough how very dangerous William is. More hired hands, more assassins and bullies are scholar souls than any other soul. There is positively no way that life within the institution was going to be smooth sailing for Meghan. She was too good to be true and most White scholar souls when they are prejudice will favour Whites, of course, and then Jews and Asians but almost never or very rarely Blacks – if the job requires they will go through the motion but they truly do consider Blacks not to be fully equal, fully human. Full stop.

There are two other very important parts of the puzzle to factor here. Not only are William and the Courtesan Queen on their third life at their respective soul ages; however, both scholar souls have the exact casting in cadence, cadence and greater cadence. They are both in the third (warrior/combative/interfering) position in the sixth (priest/megalomaniacal/Napoleonic/god-complex delusionality) cadence. As if all that were not enough, both though not pod mates (Camilla 129 and William 208) are also in greater cadence seven (king/dictatorial/bossy/abusive/vindictive). Of course, this would have left the Courtesan readily obsessed with fucking with Diana, Princess of Wales just as much as it has left William obsessed with fucking with Meghan, using his obediently pegged and bothered sex slave, Jason Knauf. Camilla and William are as though one and the same personality as they are singularly focussed on fucking with a more popular royal. Scholars are readily threatened by sages and artisans because both soul types are on the expression axis and have a ready wit, appeal and theatricality that scholars almost always find threatening as it highlights their own sense of dullness and lack of mass appeal and sexiness. Obviously, there are exceptions to all such basic personality types with regards to the roles; however, when you look at both Diana, Princess of Wales (Lunar/Mercury) and Meghan (Venus/Solar) body types both Camilla and William would respectively be threatened by each hugely more popular royal. Venus/Solar body type means that no matter how the collective consciousness tries to invalidate and demonise Meghan, more than all the current senior royals, she will transcend time and be the most powerful and popular royal from this age. People well into the future will be astonished that anyone had to endure so much bullshit merely for being Black and marrying into the royal family.

William and Catherine socialising whilst on duty. As a rule, Scholars souls are not touchy-feely types; this is why at times, Catherine has to be the one to initiate tenderness between them. Of course, this is totally opposite to the Sussexes who are warrior (Henry) and artisan (Meghan) souls which are very simpatico and when it works is a very dynamic, sizzling relationship with lots of touching and empathetic communion of souls. Whilst Catherine and William are task companions, unbreakable bond, Henry and Meghan are entity mates and would be deeply bonded and simpatico.

HM Queen Camilla, Queen Consort & HRH Prince William, Prince of Wales

The second oldest soul of the senior royals, William is at the difficult six level of the mature cycle. What makes William singularly problematic for the Windsor dynasty, is his chief feature of Stubbornness. The chief feature is the fatal flaw which causes one not to achieve one’s goal and leaves the life in disarray; it is also the most difficult chief feature to overcome. William’s stubbornness means that though he can be as charming as are all persons with a goal of acceptance, he does though almost exclusively come from a place of rejection the opposite of his goal. People in stubbornness are difficult, bullying and under no circumstances do they tolerate change or anything that is different – this cannot be emphatically stated enough! Under no circumstances did Meghan stand a chance with this difficult individual. There is never a single instance where William is photographed being warm and inclusive of Meghan, not whilst on the balcony at trooping the colour or at any other time. There is the infamous Christmas at Sandringham where when Meghan looked back to speak to William, he stopped turned away and began fidgeting with his scarf. It was a snub and was deliberate. Of course, for the White tribe the most powerful word when dealing with Blacks, to whom one owes enormous karma, is NO! Scholar souls are devoid emotionality and as they do not pair with any other soul type, they are loners and innately reticent snobs.

Simply Beautiful Jennifer Hudson Kennedy Center Honors Al Green 2014

Yes, you are Diana! Yes, you are Meghan! Simply beautiful, you are Diana and Meghan, and those who know nothing of beauty, fear you most!

Just as the Courtesan Queen scholar, Camilla made Diana’s life miserable and triggered her emotional and mental abuse, so too has the Pegged Bourbon lovechild caused Meghan emotional and mental anguish by having the Fleet Street abattoirs and the palace leakers, especially that nez brun queer, Jason Knauf, REJECT, demonise and racially lynch Meghan, leaving her the most hated Black woman in history. This notion that Catherine and William have played no role in the Sussexes’ departure is sheer bullshit. They are guilty as sin. Catherine would have hated and been rude and dismissive of Chelsy Davy and Cressida Bonas, especially like Meghan, Chelsy and Cressida are better looking than Catherine. Catherine is ridiculously insecure and her 9 energy body would have her bullying and treating any wife of Henry’s like a dog. Catherine is a displaced commoner, which is all the more reason why she would be power mad; she does too have a primary need for Power which is a mark of megalomania.

You Bring Me Joy, Yolanda Adams Tribute to Anita Baker, BET Awards 2018

Let’s send some love for both Diana, Princess of Wales’s beloved son, Henry and Meghan, Duchess of Sussex for the abuse they have endured at the hands of grudging, interfering, racist scholars. Sing it Yolanda Adams!

Windsor, HRH Prince Henry, Duke of Sussex 15/9/1984 London, England

Michael: This feisty fragment is a fifth-level mature warrior -– fourth life thereat – to his sixth-level mature brother, William.  Henry is in the power mode with a goal of growth.  A sceptic, he is in the moving part of intellectual centre. 

Body type is Mars/Saturn. 

Henry’s primary chief feature is arrogance and the secondary stubbornness. 

The fragment Henry is first-cast in second cadence; he is a fragment of greater cadence three.  Henry’s entity is one, cadre six, greater cadre 7, pod 418 – Henry is an entity mate of his paternal grandmother, HM Queen Elizabeth II. 

Henry’s essence twin is a warrior and he has a scholar task companion. 

Henry’s primary needs are: freedom, adventure and exchange. 

There are 9 past-life associations with Arvin and 5 with Merlin. 

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Where Camilla saw Diana as too ‘showy’ and a threat that had to be eliminated – remember, more guns for hire, assassins and saboteurs are scholar souls than not, William also saw his mother and her emotionality as a bit of an embarrassment. Had Diana survived, he would have been just as cool towards her on becoming a parent as he was towards his father, HM King Charles III. Though HM King Charles III is the oldest soul senior royal, seventh mature warrior soul, like all such souls, yours truly included, they do not do drama and have no patience for confusion. Where it all gets interesting, is the other warrior soul in this mix, Prince Henry, Duke of Sussex who as a fifth mature warrior is going to be drama on an operatic scale which is precisely what is unfolding. Do not for a nanosecond think of Henry as a mental case, he is a source of deep fear for the senior royals as he has the shrewdest most Machiavellian overleaves; no matter what, Henry will triumph… know that. As he was Black in his immediate past life, Henry will fight to the last man standing in defence of his wife and children, persons of Black African heritage. Henry’s having been Black in his immediate past life is validated by his connection to Africa, Black Africa and his work with Prince Seeiso of Lesotho, his AIDS charity, Sentebale and deep connection to Botswana and the ease with which he has always been in his skin when in the company of Blacks, unlike William and Catherine who clearly cannot or choose never to mask their racial animus towards Blacks.

Fifth mature lives are all about being expansive and such persons do accomplish a great deal; coupled with that, Henry has a goal of growth. Such people do not stand still, they will be born of humble means and end up living on New York City’s billionaires row in a penthouse. They will be the first to sign up to go into space, the Moon or Mars; they are daring and will always take that leap of faith that others would think horrifying. Furthermore, Henry has an attitude of sceptic, this is the most complex and most powerful manner in which to be focussed intellectually. It is the attitude of the master strategist and as rigorously shrewd as a chest master. Regardless of how Henry is portrayed by the media, he is the most intelligent royal and infinitely more complex and smarter than both his father and brother; HLM Queen Elizabeth II knew this as hers was a goal of dominance and a realist, she saw everything and everyone as they truly were. This is why during the Netflix documentary Henry’s description of what happened at the Sandringham Summit, is precisely what would have happened, William would have been a yelling bully, Charles dithering and lying all over the map and the Queen relishing watching Henry come into his own in a most tense power struggle. Topping it all off, Henry is in power mode, these people are operatic in the scope of the lives they lead and they do accomplish much. They are able to attract into their lives only that which they desire. There is no way that Henry could remain a part of a dynasty, wherein his brother he knows to be both stupid and clueless. Most of all, William is an anti-Black racist and there is no way Henry would be able to either tolerate or support any such Sovereign. This was never about stepping away and abandoning The Queen, it was about telling his brother to go fuck himself – for a sceptic, Henry knows that his brother is an idiot and neither holding his tongue nor kowtowing proved an acceptable proposition to Henry. Also, Catherine and William are in the 200s pod series whilst HLM The Queen, Henry, Meghan, Prince George and Prince Archie are all cadre mates in the 400s pod series. The current Waleses do not get it and Henry was not prepared to stick around and tolerate the abuse or participate in his brother and his wife’s clown show: pegging, love children, philandering, perpetually rowing night and day. Thus far, the Waleses have been adulterous which has likely resulted in a lovechild between them, Damian with Ben Ainslie and a daughter with Rose, Countess Rocksavage. Mature souls prefer mating for life and running stable households, unless of course that mature soul couple are miserable with their partner as is abundantly clear with William and Catherine.

A House Is Not A Home Luther Vandross 19th NAACP Image Awards 1987

And above all else, we own the music, we bring the music. My eldest sister who now permanently lives in Nevis came to town in recent months, for having been in lockdown for way too long; she just wanted to get away. I was last in Nevis in 2000 to introduce my wife to the place who thought it was the most far out trip imaginable; personally, it is way too bright in the Tropics. I who have collected art since my teen years, have preferred working at night time and living with windows heavily draped at all times. With a collection that is more than 90 percent works on paper, I can ill afford to have my art being subjected to sunlight. All windows boarded up, affording me more space to hang art; besides, Sol is too damn bright and furthermore, it belongs the fuck outside. In any event, my sister began talking about family and who had gotten married, died and had babies; she is the encyclopaedic font of the family’s history. So then she began sharing all the chatter about Covid lockdown funeral etiquette, when she mentioned that she attended the funeral at which scary spice, Mel B. (Brown) of the Spice Girl gave the eulogy. That was news because I knew that only few persons were allowed to attend funerals. So Mel B. gave the eulogy for her beloved grandmother who happened to have been a cousin of my mum’s; my sister was invited to represent our family. So who aren’t you related to, my wife asked and off my sister went.

Meghan is Black so naturally out of the woodwork comes all this hate and animus from persons who have no business being in this lane.

Like seriously. Look METHenny what the fuck has this got to do with you and why are you being so goddamn ape batshit crazy? When were Black people jumping up and down and acting like the sky was falling when Al Gore announced his running mate, Joe Lieberman? Go educate your 20 million zombie followers all about the Falasha genocide in Israel. No, you don’t know about that? Why don’t you go back and stay the fuck in your lane, shut the fuck up and stay fucking lost? Honest to fucking g_d!

Then along comes this racist freak, Joanna Weiss. Hey Donkey, what gives? Hate Meghan all you want, it will never change the fact that Catherine is a blasted inarticulate dud. She is lazy and the only thing she is capable of doing, is working with toddlers because she is not expected to make speeches to persons sucking on pacifiers and wearing diapers. This need to make inroads into America, pushing this negative narrative about the Sussexes is transparent. Most of the persons engaging in this hate campaign are disproportionately Jewish. This woman’s article made positively no sense whatsoever; however, it is a known fact that once ‘one’ is being shrill about Blacks, one must be right. If no one can so much as look sideways in your direction why must you persist with always demonising, vilifying, racially preying on Blacks?

Jon Sopel BBC Presenter

Reporter throws back to Sopel in BBC studio on the day that the Sussexes’ firstborn was named; he smugly stated, I’ve a friend whose dog’s name is Archie. Smug born and bred little bigoted boor. Of course, there were no consequences for his vile remarks. What gives?

Constantly yammering away with the shrill hatred, inciting anti-Black racism and does so in the smug conceit that they will never be challenged for being Jewish. Yeah Tom, why don’t you, since you do not exclusively write royal biographies, turn your unbiased eye and tell the story of the Falasha genocide in Israel. That’s right, the forced sterilisation of Black Israeli Jews from Ethiopia who had their numbers reduced by 50% because they were Black and for no other reason. As for Angela Levin, she has seriously insulted the Sussexes in print time and again, whilst claiming to respect the House of Windsor. She has repeatedly referred to Henry & Meghan’s daughter Lilibet Diana as Lilibut. You fucking crass anti-Black racist Jew. Having grown up in the Caribbean with three maids with a very proud mother who fiercely instilled pride and inner fortitude in her six children; looking and sounding every bit my mum when displeased, I have been known to flatly shoot someone a look and brutally demand, Since when the fuck does being Jewish not make you White?

Adrien Brody Winning Best Acting Oscar 2003 Academy Awards

In 2002 Halle Berry became the first Black actress to win the Oscar for best actress. Chances are had 9/11 not occurred six months prior, she likely would not have won. Certainly, she had not been favoured to win. She grudgingly won and broke a Hollywood taboo; Black women are not good enough, beautiful enough, too beautiful to be threatening White actresses by winning a best actress award. To date more than a fifth of the best actress awards have been won by White British actresses; that’s right, an American award being afforded Britons instead of Black American women, or for that matter Latina American actresses to say nothing of other non-White actresses, Asian and Native American among them.

There she was dumbstruck with disbelief, gave a great speech but though that night the doors had been opened, up onto the stage walked Adrien Brody, grabbed her, stuck his tongue down her throat and sexually assaulted a Black woman before a global audience and thereby putting her back in her place and slamming the door, which ought never to have been opened, shut again. Adrien is, of course, Jewish and had any Black actor gone to the stage and done what he did to a White actress, to say nothing of a Jewish actress, their career would have been summarily lynched. Black men were lynched, murdered for looking at White women, accused of sexually assaulting White women, at times when in a different state at the time of the alleged assault, yet the ultimate double standard was being demonstrated. Adrien for being Jewish could do no wrong. At the time, as I watched the show live in Montréal where I then lived, the Jewish men at the party I attended were wildly celebratory and thought that it was a stroke of genius when Adrien did what he did. It was code, Adrien was telling Halle that all she is a damn cheap cinematic whore and should not have risen above her station. The clapping of the three Jewish males at that viewing party was hostile, degrading and lethally racist. There is positively no way that Adrien Brody would have taken to that stage, grabbed and shoved his tongue down Nicole Kidman’s throat thereby sexually assaulting her. That’s what you get for deferring to, fearing and never challenging persons who do not think your humanity of any worth.

Swing Low Sweet Chariot, Judy Garland Everybody Sing, 1938

Never let it be forgotten that this is how, you, perceive Blacks. End of discussion. How many biopics of Blacks displaying their creative genius in Jazz has Hollywood bankrolled? Precisely.

Tree I Planted At Age Seven In Back Garden in St. Kitts

When I was about six years old, at a time when I had multiple boy and girl friends in the neighbourhood, I had a rather rude awakening whose lessons have ever impacted on me. My then boyfriend was months older with the most beautiful smiling eyes and dimpled. We would always kiss when playing hide and seek and engage in intercrural sex, making passionate noises and kissing on the lips whist I’d breathlessly declare, “I love you, I love you, I love you, my darling.” One day, my childhood lover who passed last March, came by with a friend whom I had ever dismissed as an absolute oaf. He was dull, shy and frankly stupid. Could never be part of my little racy theatrical events and sexual romps. Then, my darlings, my dimpled lover had the shy oaf unsheathe the goods. In that moment my baptism as size queen was thorough. At once I fell to my knees and as though calling on past-life memories, the poilued and über thick beast was in my mouth. I was ravenous like a sexually ravaged nun. Before, I knew what next, life’s elixir shot warmly into my mouth. I got up, trembling and wanted this to not end. Oaf that he was, he quickly tidied himself. Imperiously, I dismissed my dimpled lover and callously told him that it was over between us; I had after all found love! I simply refused to speak to the dimpled scorned lover. He courted me, giving me a toy plane which I took but still demanded that he return with my throbbing bit of ecstasy. Days later, the little dimpled charlatan showed up at my house accompanied by his aunt with her embarrassing my mother when she demanded that her damn thieving son, return the toy plane that she had gifted her nephew. I was aghast. Naturally, I could not have blurted out that he was jealous because I had dropped her nephew for newfound, real, big loving.

View Northwest to Sandy Point from Brimstone Hill

Days later, as I made my way across the bridge to the grocers, I had been tormented with vile looks by my abandoned lover’s grandmother who sat on the stoop, smoking her pipe as West Indian women enjoying their senectitude are wont. Fearful of her, I managed to call out as one is expected to of elders, ‘Good afternoon…’ Faster than a bat at sundown, she shot back, “What? Fire your wayward lil arse. You blasted catamite!” I was so stunned and ashamed that I hurried to the grocers which by the time I arrived, I was crying my eyes out. The matriarch, whose granddaughter was a classmate and in time would become high commissioner in London, sternly told me that I was not to fear anyone. “Listen to me, you go back and let her know if she ever talks to you that way again, you’ll tell your mother!” Indeed. On my return instead of walking on the opposite side of the street, I paused and hissed at her, “You ever talk to me like that again, and I will tell me muddah!” She trembled and fell silent and that was that. I never thereafter lost sense of who I am and whose son I was. Fear no one could best describe my mum than anything else. Most of all, I learnt that day that shame merely gets in the way and is an utter waste of time.

And now, we eagerly await voraciously devouring its 400 plus pages and in the next blog, I shall give a most thrilling review of SPARE, Prince Henry’s ennobled defence of his and family’s honour. Go on Henry, justly tell them to fire their wayward arses, you are Diana’s son and wife of the very indomitable Meghan who previously was Margaret Beaufort.

Henry & Meghan, Duke & Duchess of Sussex, June 2022 St. Paul’s Cathedral

Dizzy Gillespie Quintet, Massey Hall May 1953, Toronto Seminal Live Jazz Recording

Dizzy Gillespie – Trumpet

Charles Mingus – Bass

Bud Powell – Piano

Max Roach – Drums

Charlie Parker – Saxophone

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Fuck you, Jazz is Black culture, the hell with you!

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As ever, life is like a flying dream; if you look down, you’re fucked. Enjoy the ride and fear no one!

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Gaslighting: No. 1 Response to Anti-Black Racism & How the End of A Dynasty Rather Than Monarchy Unfolds.

“What Didn’t You Do to Bury Us But You Forgot We Are Seeds.”

HM Queen Elizabeth Sharing A Racist Gorilla Joke in Royal Documentary, June 1969

Transcript of racist Joke told by HM The Queen during June 1969 BBC documentary look at the family’s private life:

HMQEII: It’s just extremely difficult sometimes to keep a straight face. When Home Secretary said to me, there’s a gorilla coming in. So I said, what an extraordinary remark to make and unkind about anybody. So, I stood in the middle of the room, pressed the bell, the doors open and there was a gorilla. And I had the most terrible trouble in keeping… you know, he had short torso, long arms and I had the most appalling trouble… (room descends into raucous laughter, that hideous breath that Whites exclusively use when being racist towards Blacks). HM King Charles III, then 20 years old, leans back in his chair, guffawing.

This is a copy of said joke that I made, in the event that the original were to yet again be scrubbed from the Internet.

Outtake from 2021 Oprah Interview which never aired during show.

One of the most important things that the Lady Susan Hussey illumined, was the degree to which ‘others’ go to great lengths to deny the existence of anti-Black racism. Surprised then was I when of all persons, Piers Morgan whilst hosting a discussion of the event, took the position that the decision to remove LSH from the royal household toute de suite, was the right one to have taken. There were two guests, an old bizarre-looking White male who thought that LSH had dutifully served the Crown for decades (6) and ought not to have been treated this way. He, of course, attacked Ngozi Fulani and declared that she had an agendum in all this.

Piers Morgan and Guests Discuss the Lady Susan Hussey Race Row

Naturally, this too is the line that Angela Levin took, as ever that blasted Yenta has to hammer away with her anti-Black racism, making money off of hating Meghan, Duchess of Sussex. The other guest was a BLM female Briton who rather illumined the Black experience and rather articulately stated that the guaranteed response to anti-Black racism is that Blacks claiming anti-Black racism will readily be gaslighted and in effect suffer even more racism.

Actor, Wayne Robson 1970s Vancouver

Early one Friday evening in April 1986, actor Wayne Robson, his lovely wife, Lynn Woodman, Merlin and I, joined two other couples in a Vietnamese, if I’m not mistaken rather than Chinese, restaurant on the south side of Gerrard Street East, just east of Broadview Avenue where the Don River delineates between downtown and east end Toronto. Broadview and Gerrard is one of the city’s Chinatowns which easterly along Gerrard Street East becomes Little India. Charles Lawther, another actor who like Wayne had not yet begun his family was present with his lovely wife, Suzette Couture. The other couple, I had never met and was sat next to them. She was a loud, big-boned, blonde whose fuck du jour, she had just returned from a holiday in the Sun where clearly apart from tanning to excess, they fucked their brains out. Meanwhile, her husband, a filmmaker was off in Europe on location and since her young daughter was undeniably on the spectrum, she was living without a care, ignoring her daughter and on the hunt for bigger dick than she had clearly wedded. Her fuck was a wealthy, South African Jew, who was the most hairy back-and-arsed freak I had yet seen and god was he racially oppressive and acutely hostile in the extreme. We were there to celebrate Wayne’s 40th birthday. Lynn and I, for being the ordinal partners of successful professionals in their circle knew our place and got on well. I always loved going to their Seaton Street apartment which sat atop a townhouse on the east side of the street and sat at the corner of Shuter Street; it was a wonderful home with mementos of Wayne’s acting career with items from the set of Popeye and a panoramic photograph of the film set, shot in Malta with actor, Robin Williams. We got back from that dinner on Gerrard Street East and Merlin became violently sick. He was being taunted for being Jewish and being with me. More than that, he was made sick by a Jew being so hideously possessed of anti-Black racial animus. By that point, I had seen it all and simply checked out and focussed on my lover’s beautiful eyes and the exquisite fare on which we dined.

Eight years later, five years after Merlin’s passing, newly arrived in Vancouver, I stayed at Les karpinsky and his lover Ken’s Sentinel Hill home with the most spectacular views. I was there for a fortnight whilst my West End apartment was being painted and repainted and smudged before I took full possession. One evening, a new friend of theirs came to dinner; he lived on the Sunshine Coast and was an expat South African Jew. As I was no longer Merlin’s significant other, which meant having to hold one’s tongue rather than not, after spending too much time blithering about everyone and everything Jewish, our dinner guest trained his scathing anti-Black racism in my direction. Naturally, much of his banter was about Steven Spielberg’s film the year prior, Schindler’s List. When asked by Les if I had seen the film, I very elegantly, murderously, dismissively, unflinchingly stated that since I am a keen student of American history and interested in only genuine American history, as Auschwitz is not in America, I saw no need to thusly engage. Our expat Joburg Jew readily acted as though I were Himmler returned. Ken who never countenanced confrontations, began clearing the dishes from the table and said he was not feeling well and wanted to go to bed. By then, Ken, Les and I spent most of our time in bed whilst great music saturated their home though not successfully drowning out our salaciousness. As our racist guest, enraged and bothered, abruptly took leave, cutting the eye at me, I bluntly stated, be sure to bring a map of America bearing Auschwitz, Treblinka and Dachau on your next visit and educate me. Having sat there uncomfortably with Ken and Les as the expat South African Ashkenazi Jew blamed the evils of this world on Blacks, chiefly South African and American Blacks, Afro-Sephardic yours truly was sure to succinctly give as fucking good as I had gotten.

Ken and Les apologised and assured me that they had no idea their new friend was such a piece of work, though, Ken did say that he had encountered that kind of intense racial animus from Jews towards Blacks and though it bizarre. Certainly, Merlin definitely did as well. The only time that Merlin ever got mad, was when someone Jewish was on TV openly inciting anti-Black racism. At such times, Merlin would become so upset that he would abruptly get up, scratching his beard at the chin and storm from the room with a weary, loud sigh. Still, at other times, Merlin would hurl whatever book he had at hand, tossing it at the TV and demand that I change the channel at once. As though to embalm ourselves from all that hideousness, after having assured Ken and Les that I was not the least bit upset and they gave assurances that the racist boor was dead to them, we were soon indulging in sexual play like stressed Bonobos. Reaching back, I held Ken’s head in place and twerked like Cardi B. as his tongue behaved as though a famished hog’s set loose in a truffle patch, “Yeah, that’s right, keep your fucking tongue right there!”

Camilla Tominey Justifiably Getting Served Her Racist, Lying Flat Arse

This woman who is truly, hideously clit-nosed had the temerity to attack Meghan, a Black woman, as though there are no other Black women on the planet. Camilla floated the lie that Meghan made Catherine cry and thus began the avalanche of anti-Black racism that has seen Meghan emerge as the most hated Black woman in history. To date, there have been 246 thousand plus articles by the British media, attacking Tungsten each hundred thousand for the number of years, 246, that America violently threw off the yoke of British imperial oppression.

Just like George Floyd, Meghan, Duchess of Sussex plays her role in this the 250 year cycle as Pluto transits Capricorn and violently sets aright that which needs to be dismantled and abolished. She is lancing the bile of 400 plus years of slavery that was officially begun by HM Queen Elizabeth I, who was Margaret Beaufort, Meghan’s soul in a past life’s great-granddaughter, and now culminating in the too-long reign of HM Queen Elizabeth II.

Now let’s explore what is at the heart of all this. The Waleses with their 9-focussed numerology plus the fact that they are task companions, would definitely have been behind the push to oust the Duchess of Sussex from the royal family. They would clearly not have allowed Harry to marry Meghan if they were in the Queen’s position. As events have validated, the Waleses and the Courtesan Queen have their backers whose directives they diligently obey. Of course, the Queen sanctioned the marriage as it would be good for her legacy and the racist Waleses, formerly Cambridges, had no intentions of touring a predominantly Black commonwealth nation and only finally did after Meghan and Harry were driven out and the Queen was dying of cancer.

June, 2018, a month after the Sussexes’ wedding, where the buffoon openly ridiculed his sister-in-law and her Black heritage. Naturally, William was in Jerusalem for his paternal great-grandmother, Philip’s rather ape batshit crazy mother who is buried in the city; or so the excuse was made. He went to the wailing wall to say a prayer directly to god as this is what would definitely get the cushim out of the family.

Ben Goldsmith

Apart from the fact that the royals are not a Jewish family, the intense animus towards Meghan from some Jews has raised more than a few eyebrows within the Black community. Of course, as the saying goes, when you know, you know. The diamond consortia whose tentacles stretch from South Africa, to Israel, to Antwerp, to London and New York City have and always will be a Jewish monopoly. This explains why little Lord Fauntleroy, who’s clearly still pissed that his wife fled his chopped up schmeckel for big Black cock, just had to go flapping his Prissy-arsed gums at Meghan’s expense. Who is this Putz, cussing out Meghan, Duchess of Sussex, calling her a bully if he were not one of the Waleses’ inner circle Jews?

Whenever someone Black rises above their accepted station, this mightily seems to threaten some Jews, not all Jews. In my experience, Ashkenazi Jews are almost violent in their open anti-Black racism. Just look at this woman, Orly Taitz, who told lie, after lie, after lie, followed by absurd litigious campaigns to prevent a Black male, Barack Obama, becoming American President; she can of course be credited with having given that treasonous conman and buffoon ideas and the rest is history.

Seriously, what is driving these persons to obsess and want Meghan dead. Tom Bower declaring on-air, it’s her (Meghan) I’m after. Bethenny Frankel spewing hatred when she hasn’t spent a minute, exploring the racism to which Meghan was subjected – not that it would matter in the least. Of course, there is a reason for all this. One must never be criticised but definitely one always has the right to incite anti-Black racism without Blacks daring to challenge such persons. Gathering like vultures, there’s a mounting and ubiquitous presence of the aforementioned and others like Maureen Lipman, Claudia Winkleman, Howard Stern and Richard Quest. Meghan’s presence has ‘others’ attend court as though to stake their claim and make it clear that one matters most and ought not be side-lined.

Falashas have been Jewish since long before converso Europeans became Ashkenazi Jews. Imagine, the state of Israel, committing genocide without so much as one nation on the planet, pausing to shine a light and say, wait a minute, you, Israel, committing genocide? There is no terror greater than the terror of bullying others into silence. How in god’s name do you justify targeting and sterilising the Black Ethiopian Jews, living in Israel, leaving their population diminished by 50 percent? Then again, why should one be remotely surprised? Apartheid existed not for the convenience of the Afrikaner; it was about the Oppenheimers, Shapiros and other Jewish families who control the diamond mining industry. Apartheid was much like the arrangement in Nevis, which saw Brazilian Jews – of which I am descended – engaging in the cotton trade during slavery with one caveat that enslaved Blacks were allowed to will land to their descendants thereby allowing Jews to be in Nevis without technically participating in slavery. Apartheid was another system like the one in Nevis, which was used to technically get around the obvious enslavement of Black South Africans and the hellish work conditions they endure in the diamond mining industry.

Catherine, George & William at Wimbledon, 2022

One thing is perfectly clear in all of this, in 20 years time, when HM King Charles III has long given way to HM King William V, HRH Prince George, Prince of Wales will get married. This, of course, like his parents’ marriage, will be staged at a time when there needs to be a surge in economic activity, boosting the kingdom’s wealth. Without doubt, all the grandstanding and vitriol being orchestrated here and now against Meghan, the Black duchess, will have been for one purpose only, to have William and Catherine favour a Jewish wife for George. This will the crowning achievement for Jews the world over and, of course, with a Jewish mother, thereafter the BRF becomes a very Jewish monarchy. Now it will be William and Catherine’s karma to have this whole affair blow up in their face. As with his father, William, George does have a 5 in the fourth position. This will assure that not only will he cheat on his Jewish wife but he will most likely seek to dissolve their marriage and as she is Jewish, he would be readily killed off, conveniently by accident. In that way, she stays as head of the very Jewish dynasty and her heirs affording that the Crown Jewels remain in Jewish control. If this were to happen it would occur before William’s death and after George’s Jewish wife has had royal children. In the end, William would lose the dynasty to Jews because not trusting and betraying family will be a hostile lesson to have to learn from the opposite perspective whilst still incarnate. In short, what he’s done to Harry and Meghan is likely to be returned to him via his son’s Jewish wife. Never should one be surprised by the staggering stupidity of anti-Black racist Whites.

Sam Waley Cohen

With inner circle stalwarts like Sam Waley Cohen, why else do you think there has been this global attack on Meghan, demonising her and making her the most hated Black woman in history as the Fleet Street abattoirs do as directed from the Bourbon bastard and his handlers? Meghan has been lynched like no other Black person in history as those who matter fiercely show their fealty to the future Sovereign William whose prejudice against Blacks is both readily discernible and documented. The threat of Meghan will be radically addressed with a course correction that will see the Windsors becoming a Jewish dynasty much as America’s visceral response to the effrontery of President Obama gave way to the biggest liar, buffoon, conman who proved the great White hope, though he was twice impeached and treasonously attempted a coup. So, too, will George’s Jewish spouse be seen as the second coming of Mary. Indeed, Charles and the Courtesan’s affair gave way to opportunistic King Juan Carlos, a Bourbon bastard and though not returning the kingdom to the Church of Rome, instead, delivers it up in hostile takeover to become the ultimate status of Jewish ascendancy. There will never be a single negative article about George’s Jewish Queen and the Fleet Street abattoirs will see to it that she is more loved and revered than HLM Queen Elizabeth II and all within a century of her long reign.

Hasidic Wedding

Oh my, wouldn’t that be just grand, King William V’s great-granddaughter and future sovereign’s wedding to an Orthodox Jew from one of the more conservative rabbinical families of Israel. Of course, unlike at the Sussexes wedding won’t anyone be openly ridiculing the ‘other’s’ quaint customs. This would be such sweet poetic karmic justice. As for the British tabloids, they will be most deferential to the ‘spiritually’ evolved new dynasty… so many duchies to invent.

All this because George’s father and mother, William and Catherine, are vile racists who did not want the most otiose of cushim in their midst. This probable future could not eventualise fast enough. Just like that, you lose the empire and will never get it back. Never again will the kingdom be ruled by wholesome blue-blooded protestants. Just as William has been most violently opposed to Black blood tainting the royal bloodlines, so too his handlers know that he is too damn stupid to realise that in a single generation, they are going to be able to wrestle and launch a hostile takeover of the United Kingdom’s monarchy, changing it for all time from a protestant dynasty begun by Tudor matriarch, Margaret Beaufort – now reincarnated as Meghan Markle – and changing it to Jewish dynasty with Rothschild interests as per the protestations of that blasted pussy, Ben Goldsmith.

Here were the Waleses in Los Angeles, in July 2011. This was part of their first royal tour that brought them to Canada to celebrate Canada Day, July 1, 2011. Then next they deplaned in Los Angeles where they were hosted by the Los Angeles wing of BAFTA. To date they still have not been on a royal tour to Kenya where the Prince of Wales proposed. As he is the president of BAFTA, both the Oscars and BAFTAs sneakily acquired a name change, becoming an international film awards. This enables the overwhelmingly aggressive awarding of an American acting award to Britons and for no other reasons as Hollywood is in the thrall of the Court of St. James where rubbing shoulders with aristocrats and royals is the ultimate sign of Hollywood exclusivity.

Legally, only a film festival can be open to actors from diverse countries to be eligible to be both nominated and win acting awards. The current arrangement of rebranding the Oscars international does not make it a film festival; thus, Britons are not eligible to be nominated nor win Oscars. Of course, like the diamond mining and trade in South Africa, Hollywood is not principally an Armenian industry. William as president of BAFTA ventured to Hollywood to serve the interests of British actors but chiefly, he was there at the request of the same diamond consortia who would push him to have Meghan removed from the royal family. You can take the titles all you want but you would also have to murder Harry, Meghan, Archie and Lilibet Diana to put an end to the threat they pose for being so senior in succession rank. Of course, such persons are perfectly capable of doing just that, in the meantime, they demonise the Black woman to make her and family’s elimination no surprise if it were to happen.

Just consider this, Meghan whilst a senior working royal never once wore a tiara, except at her wedding. That, I can assure you, had much to do with the power brokers who saw the Waleses lashing out and waging a campaign against Black Meghan being in the royal family. That cushim should not be allowed to wear a diamond-filled tiara. No better have the Waleses been than Orly Taitz, Tom Bower, Bethenny Frankel, Angela Levin in inciting anti-Black racism towards Meghan, Duchess of Sussex all for rising above her station. Needless to say, Princess Michael of Kent sported the blackamoor brooch as her show of solidarity with the Waleses and those Jews who were violently opposed to a Black being highly placed within the royal family. Just as Lady Susan Hussey could be removed then made to publicly apologised which was a real bit of White voodoo, so too, HLM Queen Elizabeth II ought to have stripped Princess Michael of Kent of her HRH title and had her publicly apologise to Meghan and Henry. Instead, the flat-arsed, racist snob was sat in the quire at the Sussexes’ royal wedding because The Queen will not be told what to do. Furthermore, as her cancerous immolation endured, The Queen tore her arse in the Sussexes’ faces by her antics at the Platinum Jubilee – seating at St. Paul’s Cathedral and being banned from the balcony at Trooping the Colour.

Back in mid-Autumn 1988 after Merlin had been hospitalised with his first bout of AIDS-related pneumocystis and suffered a punctured lung in the process, we were at dinner at his ‘folks’ as he lovingly called his journalist parents. Looking south out the dining room window at 36 Servington Crescent, where in summer you then got an unobstructed view of the lake dotted with egret-looking yachts, we lovingly admired the rain-blackened bark of the magnolia tree that Merlin had planted at age seven. That evening, his younger brother, with whom I enjoyed relations than can best be charitably described as hissing, thankfully was not present. Merlin’s mum always waited for his arrival before cooking dinner as he was a superior cook to her and it allowed them quality time together. As for me, I would go down to the basement and his father’s office where we would eat the best soft bread from a Lebanese bakery in the neighbourhood (Yonge Street). As Merlin pointed out, if my dad shares bread with you, you are family; this is something he also lovingly did on the occasions I attended their home when his writer colleague Pierre Berton was present – breads, breads, breads and more breads. Soon enough, talk turned to literature and writers and Barbara Amiel came up in conversation. Because of the stance she took with support of Apartheid South Africa, Merlin always dismissively referred to her as that Semite. As Merlin argued with his father, her inexcusable position was merely in support of the Jewish diamond cartel, he flatly stated. Merlin had stopped smoking Pall Mall cigarettes as they were connected to Apartheid South African and rigorously campaigned to have his friends stop smoking that and other South African owned brands of cigarettes. Needless to say, Amiel Black has chimed in on the Negro in the palace and you can bet she too disputes Meghan’s claim of racism as does Tom Bower. She nor anyone else Jewish will ever make mention of the blackamoor brooch incident as this is in keeping with Jewish denial that there is any such thing as anti-Black racism. More proof that the wagons have firmly encircled the Waleses and Prince George will have a lovely Jewish wedding, starting the shift of the kingdom from a protestant to a Jewish dynasty, which will never shift back to being protestant. Most of all, how dare that damn cushim, being more senior a royal than their engineered coup of having Sophie Winkleman marry into the royal family and to Princess Blackamoor Brooch’s son no less, which, I suppose, would make the BRF Jewish by proxy.

L to R: Me feeding a cat, actor Wayne Robson, Merlin’s brother, Merlin and his writer father in our Cabbagetown back garden, summer 1988.

In any event, Barbara is a prime example of why one should never take a position on someone and not back down. Long after Merlin’s passing, my position and I am confident Merlin’s, too, had he lived, considerably changed. I paid close attention to her spouse, Conrad Black’s trial in Chicago; I was much impressed how each day this woman got up, put her face on, elegantly strode into the court house past the world’s media and was never anything but dignified. Mr. Black did time but there is no need to have held stridently to former perceptions of her. After all, she attended a Rosedale dinner, here in Toronto, where Nelson Mandela was being feted. And that’s coming a long way after her positions in the Toronto Sun newspaper. In the end, she is wedded to the most brilliant intellect in the English-speaking world, if not the world, and for that, it would be juvenile to not admire the woman; she also happens to be a great writer in her own right. To spend a lifetime despising her for her position during Apartheid, ultimately is nothing more than ugly anti-Semitism.

If indeed Meghan were a bully and difficult, her character Rachel Zane on Suits would have been written out of the show within one season; Meghan lasted 7 seasons. There are multiple unions involved in all film and TV productions; you run afoul of anyone, the union gets involved and soon enough after investigations, you are outright fired or quietly written out of the production. Similarly, If Meghan were a kleptomaniac whilst working on Suits, merely for changing countries, she would remain a kleptomaniac in Britain. Meghan, HRH Duchess of Sussex has yet to be accused of having stolen the purloined Crown Jewels – though I would not put it past the fuckers.

What Meghan has dramatised to the entire world, is the damage to the psyche, indeed, the very soul of the island kingdom, that having been an enslaving, dehumanising, racist – architects of Apartheid – empire, Britons one and all have generationally suffered and become from Queen Elizabeth I through to Queen Elizabeth II to HRH Prince William, Prince of Wales. The latter’s second number of 9 (mindset) reveals him to be a bigot with an intense anti-Black racist animus.

Just look at this old fraud; she grabbed that handbag, the white gloves, the right brooch and hat, smiled and waved and the little old lady schtick only worked to her benefit. The longer she lived the more her façade dropped away, revealing her true unsightly visage. Knowing that William and Catherine were bigots, who refused to go on royal tours to predominantly Black commonwealth countries, The Queen readily approved the marriage of Henry and Meghan. After all, it would be a plus for her legacy to show how far the kingdom had come and all during her reign. Unfortunately, what she had not anticipated was the response of the Waleses; they knew that she had cancer and they wanted it made perfectly clear that they did not want Meghan within the royal family. Perhaps William saw this as his chance to avenge his mum’s murder by The Queen. In sacrificing Meghan, he was paying back a debt for his mum’s murder. The banishment of the Sussexes from the kingdom was William’s way of sabotaging The Queen’s legacy before she was dead and buried; of course, he knew damn well that the trusty Fleet Street Abattoirs would gladly blame that blasted cushim, Meghan, for Philip and Elizabeth’s deaths.

HLM Queen Elizabeth II Canker-Infested Legs May 2016, Before Harry Met Meghan

Just after her 90th birthday in 2016, HM Queen Elizabeth began showing signs of her emergent cancer with canker sores at the shins; this was long before Meghan appeared on the scene. Phillip just got tired of living a lie with the little garden gnome wife from whom for decades, he had been long estranged as everyone knew but chose not to see.

Catherine, HRH Princess of Wales Abandoning Tiara Etiquette in 2011 & 2022

Possessed as they both are of 9 in their numerological makeup, it means that William and Catherine can always be counted on to be difficult; in Catherine’s case a 9 energy body is the signature of the shit-disturber. There is a good reason why Catherine would have worn her hair down at her wedding; she was thumbing her nose at the tabloids and aristocracy, who objected to her marrying above her station and let her know it, going on a decade. It was subtle but it was not surprising for someone with an energy body of 9 and also someone marrying her task companion. She would be guaranteed to fight back. William likely did not know that she would wear her hair down and frankly he is so damn stupid that he probably paid no notice just as he did not know to remain stood in the carriage and assist his new wife in, until she was comfortably sat. Instead, he sat back to the horse, then sat properly never stood up and kept pushing away her wedding gown as she clearly sat too close to him – how could central casting have gotten this one so wrong, then again, there was a mix up in the coupling, if only Charles had done his honeymoon duties. HM The Queen who had been mentored by HM Queen Mary would have taken note of Catherine’s hair being down and not approved. One does not wear hair down when wearing a tiara… never. Going on a school run, shopping at Waitrose, yes. Just imagine if Meghan were to have done this at her wedding; of course, the campaign to remove the effrontery of her Black blood within the senior royal ranks meant that she was banished to her American homeland before having an opportunity to ever wear a tiara again.

Eh voilà, all the signs you ever needed, unless you are the blind, island kingdom cultists, who choose never to see beyond the fairy story, which got really idyllic and the Waleses the epitome of White supremacy and wholesomeness as soon as Meghan appeared at the ball. Thought they are lined up as per line of succession? There is though lots more at play in this photograph. Catherine walks a little behind and holding Louis’s hand, who does not hold his sister, Charlotte’s hand. William, though, is holding George’s hand who in turn is holding Charlotte’s.

Remember this spectacle. Little Damian Ainslie’s coming out. At no point, was he ever sat next to or held by his father, William, neither was he ever related to by Prince George as William’s firstborn is already well aware that William is not the bastard’s father. That explains why, William, in the Christmas 2022 family photograph, is not walking between both sons and holding either’s hand. Rather he is connected to George and Charlotte by handholding, who in turn are not holding hands with Louis/Damian and their mother, Catherine.

William simply has nothing to do with Louis, which is precisely why Louis acted out the way he did at the Jubilee celebrations and all that Catherine, who was down the way and not sat with Louis between her and William for comfort and anchoring him, could do, was sit there and take Louis’s abuse and sheepishly peer down at William from time to time. Instead, yet again he was sat apart from William, of whom he is likely terrified – his mindset of 9 would trigger operatic screaming which would leave Damian/Louis, who instinctually knows that William is not his father, ever fearful of the man who has clearly long ago rejected him. Indeed, during the Jubilee parade last June, 2022, Damian was sent to sit on his step-grandfather and soon to be king, HM King Charles III’s lap. Though William has his lovechild with Rose, Countess Rocksavage who cannot be explained away in public family outings, Catherine who was pregnant, could bring her lovechild with Ben Ainslie everywhere after all one would naturally assume that the child is William’s.

Charles & Diana’s Royal Wedding July 29, 1981

At the end of it all, William has been undeniably outed as the architect of the Kensington Palace leaks to the Fleet Street abattoirs against Meghan. Enough of him.

Harry & Meghan’s Royal Wedding May 19, 2018

Princely royal wedding day etiquette could not be clearer. The prince enters the carriage first and assists his wife’s entry into the carriage. This, of course, was the case for both Diana and Meghan, their chivalrous princes entered the carriage, is stood welcoming them inside and only after they are comfortably sat, is he rightly sat.

William & Catherine’s Royal Wedding April 29, 2011

No such luck when it comes to good old conceited and archly unaware Bourbon Billy. He gets into the carriage, sits rather than is stood there, not only does he improperly sits with back to horses and then shifts to the correct carriage seat, rather than is stood welcoming in his new wife to the carriage. Further, conceited Bourbon Billy thinks more of his Irish Guard’s uniform as he brushes off Catherine’s exquisite Alexander McQueen wedding gown off his uniform. Are we then surprised that as revealed by Harry, William is the controlling pain in the arse that his numerology betrays? Just look at him, eight times after Catherine was sat next to him, he edged away from her, fidgeted and acted as though she was sat much too close to him?

Lindsay Wallace & Peter Phillips Arrive by Carriage to Royal Ascot, 2022

Lindsay Wallace, 40, Scottish, divorced with two kids. Finalised in June 2021, Peter Phillips was now free to pursue Lindsay, whose Scottish father is a multimillionaire oilman. Lindsay attended Gordonstoun with Peter’s sister, Zara Tindall. She is in the family fold. Why, though, when she is neither fiancée nor wife did she arrive on day one of Royal Ascot 2022 with the then Cambridges presiding. Of course, The Queen was then dying of cancer.

The soon-to-be Prince of Wales made a point of being sociable and engaging with Lindsay Wallace. Catherine also made a point of being engaging with Ms. Wallace in the royal box at Royal Ascot, 2022. There is no sense of Catherine or William being ill at ease in the presence of Lindsay. Is it because she is not a Yank, Black, nor intelligent therefore deemed a non-threat. The way that the then Cambridges behaved and socialised with Ms. Wallace, he being welcoming of Lindsay into the fold, validates how much the now Waleses were keen on freezing out Meghan. In light of what we learnt in the Netflix documentary and the Lady Susan Hussey and Jeremy Clarkson episodes, Meghan is way too good to be in any capacity associated with these snobbish racist asshats. William’s sucking up to Lindsay Wallace for being hyper wealthy, White and British illustrates how easy it will be for he and Catherine’s Jewish handlers to readily sway this man into having George marry into the faith and thereby lose the dynasty outright.

Courtesan Queen Holding Court at Mayfair’s Murano

As the Courtesan Queen does not give a damn, she entertained her courtiers at Mayfair’s Murano. What does she care about revealing her hand, she has gotten what she wanted by bullying it out of the cancer-stricken Misogynist Queen. She is Queen Consort, sorry, Courtesan Queen.

Courtesan Queen Hosting Vile Racists Who Have Been Open In Their Animus of Meghan, Duchess of Duchess

Mayfair’s Murano recently hosted members of the Courtesan Queen’s inner circle, which of course was a show of support after Netflix’s Harry & Meghan docuseries. Naturally, persons who have been most openly critical and racially predatory towards Meghan were in attendance, chief among them, Piers Morgan, Jeremy Clarkson and Judi Dench. Naturally, there were Jews present to the exclusion of East Indians, Chinese or Black Britons; Claudia Winkleman, Maureen Lipman. Additionally, also present were: Maggie Smith, Tess Daly, Chris Evans, Tom Parker Bowles, Tracey Emin, Hugh Bonneville.

Within 24 hours of their little kissy kissy boosh boosh, there appeared Jeremy Clarkson’s commentary in The Sun in which he fantasised about Meghan being paraded naked throughout each town of the kingdom and stoned with human faeces.

Classic Response from A Jew As Per BrandyBreath. Ignore It Of Course As Long As Its Blacks But Definitely Not if It Were Deemed Anti-Semitic.

This is not an apology, not that it matters. It is no business of Meghan’s or anyone Black what the fuck you think. You are racist scum. Go on, fuck off and crawl into your casket and rot in hell, with the Queen because we all know beyond the schtick, she was damn racist – the royal documentary of June 1969 irrefutably validates as much.

The sickness of some Whites: their every reaction to someone Black is instinctually negative, most are often never even aware that they are engaging in racially predatory unconscious bias. Trust me, your perceptions of us is just that, a symptom of your having been savagely enslaving during which time, you lost your humanity. We Blacks, I can assure you, do not care anymore than we either care or need to go lay in the Sun to look good.

How Gullible Do These People Look to Those Eager to Usurp the Crown Jewels via Prince George’s Marriage?

4 days and counting and there has been not a single word form the Courtesan Queen, Tampax King, Peggalicious Bourbon Billy and partially animated Sodden Cardboard. Why am I not surprised? Of course, in a move never indulged by his predecessor, Tampax King released a message on the eve of Chanukah; twenty years and counting down indeed.

Courtesan Queen Deplanes In Edinburgh and Rudely Abandons Protocol and Retires to Limousine

From deliberately ignoring tiara etiquette to doing as one damn well pleases. Obviously, the Courtesan Queen was relieved that the Misogynist Queen finally got off the stage. Don’t you worry, just pray that you predecease the Tampax King or else you will be muzzled and crop-whipped by Catherine as well she damn well ought to. Seabiscuit aka Courtesan Queen it was, who had driven Catherine from the palace, thereby causing a break in William and Catherine’s decade-long courtship. Just look at this blasted shrew snubbing Nicola Sturgeon – who yes is a pill and half – to go sit in the limousine whilst The Late Queen’s body was not yet returned to London.

Prissy Presented At Court

In Meghan, the Waleses and the Courtesan Queen otherwise known as Seabiscuit – who clearly stormed free of the Windsor stables – were expecting to have their very own Prissy in their midst, instead they got a forthright, self-made, intelligent, articulate woman, all the things that mumbling, social climbing boor, Catherine is not. Once removed from court, though the tabloids defamed Meghan’s character no end, the royals have managed to do themselves in rather handsomely. Indeed, the grave you did for others will be the one you fall into. Meghan took a look and thought the gig absurd, they ravaged her as so many Blacks experience for being the lone Black entering into a White institution. Finally, Henry made the call and they walked. Bravo!

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Coeur de Loup Philipppe Lafontaine In Concert

After having just looked at episodes 4 through 6 of Meghan & Harry A Netflix Docuseries. Let’s just get up and shake our ass and remove ourselves from all that dross that is the House of Windsor – Victorian Misogynist, Tampax King, Seabiscuit aka Courtesan Queen, Peggalicious and Catherine with her lovechild, Damian, with Big Ben. When living in Montréal for seven years what made an otherwise hellish work experience tolerable, was the music that ensouls the nation’s distinctly unique culture. From Isabelle Boulay, to Lara Fabian, Mitsou, Patricia Kaas and, of course, Céline Dion plus so many others. Indeed, until you’ve lived in Québec, you do not truly get the soul of Canada, just as it is also imperative that you explore and appreciate the culture of First Nations peoples.

L to R: Lilibet Diana, Henry, Archie & Meghan

Bravely and rather admirably, the Sussexes have told their story. Most of all, as if I had not been intermittently crying but as the closing credits of episode 6 began rolling, the music was Nancy Wilson singing “How Glad I AM.” This is the very same Jazz music chosen for this blog’s last post dated, December 2, 2022, 6 days before the first 3 episodes of Netflix’s Harry & Meghan dropped. I was immediately reminded how I was compelled to feverishly pen the blog on November 15, 2021, a day after HM King Charles III’s birthday as the most lucid astral plane dream was dreamt the day prior, November 13, 2021. There was no mistaking the fact that the dream presaged HM Queen Elizabeth II’s death in the coming year; for this reason, I simply had to write the blog so that after the fact, no one could roll their eyes, if I were to have chosen to share the dream after The Queen’s passing in September 2022.

Tyler Perry 13. 9. 1969 Rooster 4. 4. 2 = 1

Truly, Tyler Perry is a Prince among mere titled reborn bigots who are nothing more than stewards of an ancient dynasty. Too bad though that Prince William and Catherine, Princess of Wales are on the cusp of woefully undoing six hundred years of Protestantism all because of their blind bigotry. Serves them right too.

The most memorable Nancy Wilson Jazz performance, I enjoyed in winter 1993 when Milan Newcombe and I flew into New York City for the weekend, to attend the Blue Note Jazz Club concert. Milan lived in a magical loft on Spadina Avenue in Kensington Market. He was adorably eccentric rather than crazy – who needs the drama? He was 10.5 inches of intense powerful sex. Though I rarely bottom, I most definitely never bottom for any cock less than 9.5 inches. Milan and I had spent a glorious weekend in May 1992 in Montréal where we attended the 350th anniversary of the founding of the city. I spent the evening walking the city streets where the night time parade coursed down Boulevard St. Laurent, the city’s main drag. Milan that afternoon had decided that we had to attend the parade in masks and costumes, all of which we found at a costume shop at St. Laurent and rue Ontario Est. He insisted and as he was such an exciting lover, for the first time, I wore six-inch black patent leather Bally talons hauts (high heels) thus giving birth to at least a dozen of my known 72 personalities – this an aunt declared of me on a visit to Nevis; the wife of an uncle whom no one liked, she was without pretentions and ready to set the record straight on everything – she was great fun and we got on riotously well.

We sat close to the stage and dined on delicious fare. I had a bit too much Cointreau but as ever, Nancy’s performance was sublime. On our return to Toronto, though Milan’s music library exceeded 1000 recordings and spanned 3.5 centuries – most of it harpsichord recordings and yes he did have a harpsichord, which he played nightly after noisily ploughing me into sweet surrender – we listened to Nancy’s recording of How Glad I Am. Indeed, I had introduced Milan to Jazz, which he voraciously explored, listening to various recordings late into the night. Naturally, he was smitten with Oscar Peterson whose trio we caught one cold wintry evening on Bloor Street West, in Yorkville’s Bermuda Onion. On occasion, Milan managed to play some of Oscar’s recordings on his marvellously magical harpsichord, late at night in his purple-interiored salon lit throughout by candlelight.

Oscar Peterson Trio Live in Denmark 1964

C Jam Blues

Oscar Peterson – Piano

Ray Brown – Bass

Ed Thigpen – Drums

Listen to you, talking shit about Jazz has its roots in Klezmer; then again that gold and diamond thieves are liars should come as no surprise. Jazz is the music of the people whom though enslaved – one continues to make money off (Meghan by way of peddling anti-Black racism) – openly revile, hate and vilify, our spirit remains indomitable. We are a people whose spirit you’ll never break because Jazz, like all great art, cannot be mined from veins of vile, racist hatefulness.

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As ever, Life is like a flying dream; if you look down, you’re fucked. Enjoy the ride and fear no one!

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©2013-2025 Arvin da Brgha. All Rights Reserved.

And Then You Have The Frig-All Temerity…

Berry, Halle 14/8/1966

Michael: No, this is not the fragment who was previously Dorothy Dandridge.  This fragment is a second-level mature artisan – second life thereat.  Halle is in the observation mode with a goal of growth.  An idealist, she is in the moving part of emotional centre. 

Body type is Solar/Venus. 

Halle’s primary chief feature is skewed impatience and the secondary is stubbornness. 

The fragment Halle is fifth-cast in second cadence; she is a member of greater cadence three.  Halle’s entity is six, cadre one, greater cadre 7, pod 414 – an entity mate of both Merlin’s and Arvin’s. 

Halle’s essence twin is an artisan and her task companion is a slave. 

Halle’s primary needs are: exchange, adventure and freedom. 

There are 16 past-life associations with Arvin and 12 with Merlin.  ________________________________________________

As I am a sceptic, I looked on at Halle’s historic best actress win speech and though I trembled and cried, I was also detached and shrewdly aware why she had won. Indeed, she was the vessel, at long last, because months earlier the twin towers were felled and who knew what strange new nightmare we had entered. Just to be safe, what do you know, none-too-liberal, the archly discriminating gatekeepers in Hollywood decided that it fiinally was time to “let’s make like nice, whatta say, let’s give her the award.” Oh Please!

In a truly great American cinema, Dorothy Dandridge was just as deserving to have won best actress Oscar for “Carmen Jones” as was Elizabeth Taylor damn well deserving to have won best actress Oscar for her riveting performance in “Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?” Naturally, to cancel the threat of the very brilliantly talented Diana Ross, singer/actor, winning the best actress Oscar in 1973 for “Lady Sings the Blues,” she was pitted against my father’s paternal first cousin, the actor Cicely Tyson in “Sounder.” A Briton, Maggie Smith was a spoiler vote, so that the sizeable British voting members of the Academy, could cast her a vote rather than vote for either Black nominee. Then there was another foreigner, Liv Ullmann, when the Academy awards are an American awards rather than film festival – the difference is plainly obvious. All this left one other candidate for best actress Oscar, Liza Minnelli, who was just as vapid and untalented as she has remained. And thus, neither Cicely Tyson nor Diana Ross won a best actress Oscar that night in 1973 and, of course, neither would go on to do so.

Just look at the 02:13 mark of the featured video of Halle Berry’s best actress Oscar acceptance speech for her turn in “Monster’s Ball” in 2002, there was sat Helen Mirren, onlooking as though she were looking at this imposter freak, someone being allowed to take a damn award that rightfully ought to have gone to, Judy Dench. There sat Helen Mirren who did not stand up as Halle, an American actor, winning an American award, said, “tonight this door has been opened.” Helen sat there livid at Halle high-jacking the awards with all this affirmative action claptrap. Never mind the Briton small-minded bigot, at least Sidney Poitier (old soul sage) was present to witness the historic moment. Well, you can bet Prada-heeled Britons in Hollywood, went all out to quickly slam shut that door because why should ‘they’ have received such a prestigious award? They are not even RADA graduates. Americans fought a war to rid themselves of the tyranny of these people and their colonising conceit and arrogance. Let’s face it, a BAFTA award hasn’t the cachet of an Oscar; it should be of negligible worth if an American actor is either nominated or wins a BAFTA award. It is not an Oscar.

Why in the hell is American cinema being steamrolled and bullied into submission by these holier-than-thou poseurs? No Briton with the exception of Elizabeth Taylor, who was riveting and compelling in every role she ever played, been deserving of being awarded an Oscar. What right have Kate Winslet, Olivia Colman, Helen Mirren, Emma Thompson, to name far to many, to be in the same league as Katherine Hepburn, Bette Davis, Barbara Stanwyck, Grace Kelly, Mia Farrow, Meryl Streep to mention a mere few?

Ever since the fairy dust of Chuck & Di’s 1981 pantomime, arriviste Hollywood have been bowing and scraping as though these were pre-1776 times. Since that best actress Oscar acceptance speech by Halle Berry in 2002, there has been a plethora of decidedly non-American actors, walking off with an Oscar in a parade of spiteful arrogance. Why Kate Winslet has won a best actress Oscar is beyond me, her every performance is just plain, insipid… uninspired. Winslet and her foreign colleagues are void magnetism and merely use the snobbish hauteur of their British accent as their cachet for being perfectly entitled to an Oscar. Who are these people to be in the same league as Faye Donaway, Jane Fonda and Meryl Streep.

Let me tell you something, that award right there is the most bold-face looting in recent memory. Just like Angela Bassett was robbed of the 1994 best actress Oscar for “What’s Love Got To Do With It” so, too, was Viola Davis robbed of the 2017 best actress Oscar. Viola won best supporting actress Oscar for a role in August Wilson’s “Fences,” which won best actress Tony on Broadway; it is not a supporting role. They even tried to see if they could snatch it from Viola’s rightful clutch, as they did with Cicely and Diana in 1973, in 2017, by also putting Naomie Harris and Octavia Spencer in the mix. Not only was it insult enough to have been misplaced in the nominations category but there was a strong likelihood that Viola could have lost out, just so that she could be put in her place for being so damn good. Bar none, she is the best actress under 60 in English-speaking cinema. Period.

Seriously, though, what can one expect of Hollywood when they had the temerity to tear their arses in the world’s face by having you and me believe that the statistically impossible truly had occurred, affording a tie in 1968 to Katherine Hepburn and Barbra Streisand for best actress Oscar. An Oscar has been of negligible worth since. And as such, it has become a members only club, to keep Black actors at bay; indeed, they go looking elsewhere for actors to whom they award Oscars, chiefly to Britons. To hell with Mr. Darcy. American cinema, to say nothing of actors, are being robbed. Where are the films, telling the story of Cuban-Americans in Miami, Lakota families and their rich history in the north. There are a thousand stories to be had in each of the 50 states of Black, Latino, Jewish, Irish, Mexican, Cuban… all Americans and it is not being told. Yet, you have these arrogant Britons, dragging on a fag and copping hauteur, though no doubt more jizzed than a Grand Central Station urinal during evening rush-hour, grabbing an Oscar time and again and toffing up their accent to bedazzle the none-the-wiser, silly little Yanks.

The one thing that the past five years has taught us, is that Britons are alarmingly racist and not only are they more racist than Americans but unlike Americans, they refuse to admit to being racists. Whether you are black or white, you are American and Americans are second to no one. Period. Why is the acting heritage of American greats like Hepburn, Davis, Stanwyck et al being eclipsed by non-Americans, chiefly Britons, marching in grabbing an Oscar; obviously if an Oscar had comparably less cachet than a BAFTA, no British actor would time-waste, courting an Oscar. Indeed, the age of neo-colonialism is upon us. Helen Mirren is leaden and starchy and does Helen Mirren, time and again. Same with Maggie Smith, Judy Dench (the dame means nothing to Americans) Emma Thompson, Kate Winslet, Olivia Colman the whole lot of them, it is all third-tier smoke and mirrors by way of copping Toff hauteur and using voice (à la Dune) by way of that accent on the oh-so-unsophisticated Yanks. Hell, in 2016 Helen Mirren even argued that there was nothing possibly wrong with only one Black American female having won a best actress Oscar to that point, in the 78-year history of the Oscars.

There are two types of looting with which we are all familiar. One, Black people looting at the drop of the hat; it is expected and an excuse to be reviled by the rest of society. Secondly, though not readily admitted, planetary looting of which we as a species are wholly guilty, which will cause our civilisation’s ruin in due course.

Ah yes, then here we have the most invidious looting. Britons looting an American award because clearly the BAFTA award hasn’t the same cachet. The Academy awards are an American award; they are not part of a film festival, which by its very nature is open to all nationalities, they are a uniquely American award. Then, there is the most egregiously invidious looting: Whites looting Black culture because… well, one can. To fuck with you, Jazz is too good for you; to hell with you, you could not possibly have invented this… This is American music; if indeed it were American music, god only knows you would never have deigned to have afforded us access – like your Oscars – to the art form, which boasts an unrivalled pantheon of musical geniuses. But hey, stay over there in your parallel universe, making your trifling music, as if anyone Black, on returning home after racism’s bile being spat their way 1 to 1000 times for heading out the door could care less. Please go ahead, piss yourselves silly, thinking that somehow any Black has time to waste when at home, to listen to music of the people who hate us, who murder us because… well, one can. Stay there in your parallel universe, lying to yourselves about how great you are – greater wealth and market share does not make for superior art; it is merely damn good business as much as so as are drugs. Don’t, however, for nanosecond get carried away with your deluded, revisionist sacrilege, talking knee-on-our-neck odious crap, “Jazz has its roots in klezmer!” “Jazz is American music! Nope, not having it!

Red Azaleas Singing and Dancing Rock and Roll Music

Acrylic on Canvas

73 34 × 158 12 × 2 12 in.

Alma Thomas

1976

Provenance: Smithsonian American Art Museum.

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How could you possibly expect us to suffer you anywhere near Jazz? Your perception of us; indeed, your notion of what we are and how we should be perceived and celebrated, are as dumb-no-fuck, bug-eyed blasted coons at whom you get to laugh. An Oscar is nothing more than these TV singing competitions where the winner is determined by the votes of well-groomed Joe & Karen Bigot where the outcome will almost always be predictably White. Imagine that, the year that Jennifer Hudson appeared on American Idol, she did not win the competition. The Academy has deemed that Black women are not deserving of a best actress Oscar, anymore than they can damn-well sing. Imagine, Bette Carter, Ella Fitzgerald, Nina Simone, Sarah Vaughan to name but a handful’s legitimacy, determined by the purely predictable, racialised bias of the Academy and its none-too-liberal members. There really ought to be litigation all the way to the U. S. Supreme Court to determine once and for all, if foreign-born actors are eligible to win an American award, the Oscar, when the awards are an American rather than a film festival’s prize. The very heritage of American cinema demands nothing less.

Jazz is Black culture. Jazz is Black high art. Jazz is Black spirituality. Jazz is the assertion of our humanity in the face of your savagery. Jazz music is the language of Black culture’s high-priests, its poets, its genius visionaries. Jazz… it’s about us.

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As ever, life is like a flying dream; if you look down, you’re fucked. Enjoy the ride and fear no one!

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