I’ve had some time to think about it, and I don’t think this “Shawty Lo” character deserves high marks in the field of responsible parenting.
Moreover, after considering personal character and deliberate association with Shawty Lo, I lack faith in the womb prudence of his kennel of baby mamas. I think Shawty Lo, talented as he may be, is both a scapegrace and a crumb who treats his jizz with reckless…um…abandon. As if his paternal failures aren’t dire enough, pictures indicate that all of his babies are even shawter than he is, not a-one of them taw enough ride a rollercoaster. What a drag. A lesser drag, however, than the Oxygen Network’s decision to indefinitely put All My Babies’ Mamas on the shelf, shamefully shoving shady Shawty’s show into shackles. How shitty.
For as much as the terrifying reality of Shawty Lo and his kin makes me feel EXACTLY like Wilford Brimley in The Thing, I was looking forward to the series. I figured it would be like Meerkat Manor, but more “street.” Regrettably, a petition or two suggested that Shawty’s real-life reality is somehow a contrived, racist parable, and that documenting his situation would cast an unfairly selective spotlight on African American fathers in general. The network initially countered, claiming the story of Shawty’s horde wasn’t “meant to be a stereotypical representation of everyday life for any one demographic or cross section of society…It is a look at one unique family….”
An alleged 40,000-plus signatures later, Oxygen was finally pressured into aborting the project. This abortion, I think, is a woefully unnecessary cop out on Oxygen’s part. Oxygen, or, for the love of God, SOMEBODY should man up and smash some stereotypes so this show can have a life, dammit! All it would take is the decent responsibility to find a White guy, a Jewish guy, and/or an Asian guy who also has eleven babies with ten mamas (give or take) and give them a reality show as well. Negative stereotypes and demographic targets would be shot (shawt!) down in one fell swoop of edifying, semen-bolstering reality entertainment. Until then, we must patiently try to content ourselves with Shawty’s YouTube presence and leave to our imagination the day when his babies fill they daddy’s shoes.