Aunt Jemima as a logo has troubled me greatly ever since I learned about Betye Saar in my freshman art history course. She parodied AJ in her art as a social commentary on black stereotypes:
The current Betty Crocker is supposed to be a composite of about a dozen ethnicities to represent the "modern" woman. I think she looks like the evil helicopter mom that stalks me at PTA Fundraising meetings.
I always thought my penchants for shoplifting and graffiti were because I'm an asshole. Now I see I should blame it on my consumption of homefries and Irish dinners.
Edith Wilson looks way too glamorous to be on a pancake box! You know she was out socializing with the black bourgeoisie, not making white folks breakfast
If I had a stomach full of boiled cabbage and greasy fried potatoes, I'd probably be more inclined to stay close to home--and a bathroom--than commit a crime. But who am I to judge?
My grandmother to this day refuses to buy Aunt Jemima for its mammy-ish depiction. She also has qualms with Uncle Ben. Me? I loooove me some Aunt Jemima syrup.
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I think she looks like the evil helicopter mom that stalks me at PTA Fundraising meetings.
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Everywoman: ur doin it rong.
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Incidentally, boiled cabbage is fantastic. In moderation.
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