As the music world knows by now, Avril Lavigne and her Nickelback life partner have released another bit of culture sheizen into the archives of all things inexplicably horrible. It’s Hello Kitty, as if an afflicted girl who has been staring catatonic at the wall for a decade suddenly burst into a Sailor Moon song as an aneurism took her from this earth. It’s wretched. But is it racist? Meh, not really. Or according to Avril Lavigne, not really, LOL:
As much as I’d like to punch Lavigne-Kroeger in the collective gunt for continuing to make music, and as idiotic as the ‘I have black friends’ argument is, she’s still not as fucking annoying as all the knee jerk tools who love to cry racist at every opportunity. Lazy people with difficulty forming logical arguments and self-described academics living off the public teat tend to be the biggest offenders. There’s power in labeling other people as racist. It means you are clearly not a racist. You are higher borne. You are a multiculturalist, whatever the fuck that is. You slew the redneck dragon and entered your name into the ledger of heroes. Simpleton asswipe. So Avril has a bunch of Japanese schoolgirl mannequins bopping around in her stupid Land of the Rising Sun-cliche music video. Does that mean she hates the Japs, I mean, the Japanese. Fuck all of you self-righteous name calling cowards for making me defend Avril Lavigne. I shouldn’t have to do that.