Donald Sterling’s Girlfriend: ‘Black People Do Stupid S–t’ (VIDEO)

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I learned more than I ever needed to know about good old American-style racism from my own family. It spanned the gamut from the genteel “Well, I work with a couple of ’em, and they’re not all like that,” to the crude spew of sheer, gutter-level race hatred, larded with unprintable slurs, profanities and aspersions on every aspect of “their” lives. But one thing they all had in common: they never, ever shut up about it, because they never saw a need to. Expressing their racism was no different for the racists in the crowd than breaking wind in public — either one, they thought, would draw laughter, raucous comments, or at worst a mild chiding (“Junior! Not in K-Mart!”).

Apparently, it’s the same for the lady with the letter as her first name. You remember “V” Stiviano, the elegant lady seen sitting alongside Donald “I Wish I Was in the Land of Cotton” Sterling, the soon-to-be-former owner of the Los Angeles Clippers. They’re not sitting at courtside together now, as Donald Sterling was banned from the NBA after a recording of him making vicious racist remarks about African-Americans was leaked to the press. (Stiviano says she didn’t leak the tapes, it must have been a friend who did so. Hmmm.)

Either way, while every sentient being on the planet not part of the Duck Dynasty brigade lunged at Sterling like hungry barracuda over his comments (and Sterling acted like my cousin Lem by responding, “Whut?!?” to the whole controversy), opinion was mixed about Vee. Was she a golddigger? I mean, she’s 31 and he’s 80, so they probably weren’t boogie-boarding together. Was she what she says she was, a personal assistant, confidant, and caretaker?

Whatever else she was, in one significant aspect she and The Other Donald are soulmates. TMZ just released an ugly little video from 2011 depicting Vee Stiv as spewing the same kind of ignorant, beastly racism that her boytoy is so well known for. Want a sample?

I don’t understand black people. You give them a little bit of money, they don’t know what to do with it. … [Black people] just act crazy … they’re like, ‘Yo, I wanna put extra rims on top of my rims. And my rims are gonna turn around. I’m gonna call them spinners.’ … They do stupid s-t like that, when there’s people starving around the world. That’s what people want to do with their money?

In a second clip, she talks to an Elmo puppet:

We don’t like black people.

You can watch the rest of the video, I’ve heard it all before. Gaah.

Vee,?whose birth name is apparently Vanessa Maria Perez if you can dig through the six aliases she’s used in her time (and his real name is Tokowitz, not Sterling — so much for racial purity, Donald!), filmed the video as part of a pilot for a reality show about — gasp! — golddigging women in hot pursuit of rich old geezers not named Tokowitz. Apparently she thought her little potshots at black people would make for good television.

I won’t argue with her; from my limited knowledge of reality TV, it’s common practice to have at least one of the participants do and say nasty things to rile up the rest of the cast, and presumably, the audience. “The one they love to hate” is sure to get some TV face time, and, well, isn’t that what it’s all about?

Ultimately, this story won’t have a lot of legs, as they say in da biz. Vee Stiv isn’t someone most people want to pay a lot of attention to — she’s a remora, drawing sustenance off of bigger and more interesting fish, and not a big celebrity fish herself. If this was the 1970s, it would be remotely possible that she would get a brief stint on The Hollywood Squares or maybe Match Game, where she could smile and look embarrassed when Brett Somers said something bawdy about making whoopee with an old rich guy in a motel in Fresno.

I suspect her future in front of the camera may well consist of a guest shot or two on Bad Girls Club, where one of the not-white girls can take staged offense at Vee’s remarks and the cameras can feast on a real, not-scripted-no-way cat fight. Maybe while rolling around in a kids’ swimming pool full of Jello. That wouldn’t be exploitative, nuh-uh.

Do we even have to point out that Vee-Dawg is not white herself?

(Big h/t to Jordan Michelle Blaylock, who did some critical research for the piece. Thanks!)