If the law suit just filed by Donald Sterling’s traitorous bimbo V. Stiviano is based on fact, the world of sports, media and political correctness may be getting a much deserved comeuppance. I really, really hope this comes to pass. Maybe everyone will learn something about not stealing private words and thoughts, and using them to wreck lives and reputations.
But probably not.
It was V.who famously taped the then owner of the Los Angeles Clippers, in his own bedroom earlier this year, making his remarks about not wanting his mixed-race girlfriend to bring blacks to his team’s games. Those comments were leaked, and launched an orgy of political correctness, as the NBA, its players and every pundit who could get to a camera, microphone or keyboard into rants about how disgusting and vile Donald Sterling was. The NBA fined him two million dollars and took his team away, while he was branded as the face of Ugly American Racism 2014, at least until Darren Wilson became an “executioner.” Based on what Stiviano’s lawsuit states, however, in support of her claiming defamation at the hands of Sterling’s estranged wife, what Sterling said on the tape might not mean what everyone assumed it did, and perhaps wasn’t racist at all.
According to V., Donald Sterling is gay. She was his “beard,” a device to make him look like a disgusting old man paying a tart to close her eyes and think about mutual funds while he did God knows what to her, when he was really just a closeted gay man who wanted his sexual needs to remain private. When he said…
- “It bothers me a lot that you want to broadcast that you’re associating with black people. Do you have to?”
- “You can sleep with [black people]. You can bring them in, you can do whatever you want. The little I ask you is not to promote it on that … and not to bring them to my games.”
- “I’m just saying, in your lousy fucking Instagrams, you don’t have to have yourself with, walking with black people.”
…what he may well have meant was simply, “Don’t endanger my privacy and expose my sexual orientation by making everybody think you are sleeping with hot young black guys instead of me. I don’t care who you sleep with, just don’t let the world think you are doing it. Don’t bring your black boyfriends to the games or plaster their photos on the web. Got it? I pay you to make people think you’re my mistress. You parading young blacks who look better with you than I do jeopardizes that.”
If Sterling had said “black men” rather than “black people,” I’d be certain this was his meaning. I still think it is likely. He was trapped. “I’m not a racist,” he kept telling anyone who would listen, after the tape was released. “He’s not a racist,” confirmed V., who betrayed him. Come on...how could Sterling not be a racist and tell his girl friend that he didn’t want her appearing in public with young black men?
Sterling couldn’t explain what he meant, because, apparently, he would rather lose two million bucks and his NBA team than be outed. That is sad, but not as sad as the realization that private words, uttered in presumed confidence in a man’s bedroom, in a non-totalitarian nation where free thought and expression are supposedly valued and protected, were not only used to destroy him, demonize him, and take his business away from him, but were used to do all this by mistake.
Not only that, but thanks to V., the old man is going to be outed anyway.
The Sterling fiasco was born of a disgraceful and wide-ranging rejection of fairness, decency and privacy. I never thought I could hate it more than I already did. I was wrong.
[You can review the posts on the Donald Sterling Ethics Train Wreck here.]