Barbara Walters tells Oprah about her affair with black senator

two words: WHO CARES!

Moving right along!!!

Carla quips, "WHO CARES!" Ain't that about the truth! I am looking at this photograph of Walters and Winfrey up there, at top. Look at those two! Both are wearing nice pink dresses, both have their legs crossed so lady like, their hairstyles are virtually the same, fancy earrings, no doubt bling-blang big diamond rings and equally no doubt, an hour's worth of makeup applied with a painter's putty knife. Those expensive stuffed chairs, which happen to color blend well with their clothing, how impractical! You would not dare come in from outside from working in the yards wearing your dirty jeans and ripped up T-shirt then sit in those right fancy chairs. Barbie Dolls, those two are picture perfect anatomically incorrect Barbie Dolls. I suppose I should not critique, maybe I should keep my big mouth shut. I never watch Walters nor watch Winfrey nor watch any of that silly soap opera crap on television during the day. Nope, I am too busy working, too busy being productive or simply too busy goofing off and having fun. I will comment those two sure do not represent the lifestyles of my girlfriends nor our family. Boy howdy! You will never catch me all dressed up, makeup smeared all around, sitting so lady like with my leg crossed discussing romantic love affairs, during my days and afternoons. Winfrey does need to score a point to keep up with Walters. Winfrey needs to go out and have herself an affair with a white boy so Winfrey can come television to brag about what a progressive liberal minded woman is she. Yes! Who cares? Clearly I do not care diddly-squat what those two Barbie Dolls do and think. Couple of airhead bimbos is what I think are those two. Okpulot Taha Choctaw Nation

Go on Bab's get your swirl on, I guess she may as well have the black man, because the Whoopster sure doesn't want one unless he is a white guy in black face, LOL! I guess who don't 'care' are the ones who replied LOL!

Mrs. Mavis Gibson adds comedy, "I guess who don't 'care' are the ones who replied LOL!" Ha! Ha! Pretty funny. You know, Mavis, when folks become rich and famous, they do seem to lose touch with reality and become some fantasy land people far removed from real life. I am motivated to share a story with you, Mavis. My presumption is you are an older black woman based on your words and wisdom, and I think you will understand my story. I was born on a rural southeast Oklahoma farm, born ignorant and born to poverty, but our farming life was a very good life, which I wish I could live again. Our small community, Eagletown, is only a few hundred made up of Choctaw, blacks and whites. Racism simply did not exist in our little community because all were too busy trying to survive; no time to hate each other. My grandparents, Anglos, would sometimes "hire" workers to help in our fields. Sometimes we were hired to work in fields of others. This was a barter system; wages were crops, salted pork, raw milk, cream, butter, eggs and such. None of us had money or very little money. Workers lived with us just as we lived at their farms when we worked for them. At supper, all adults would gather round our huge picnic bench like table to eat. Children had to wait until adults were finished eating. A black woman worked with us. I can no longer remember her name with my being a child at the time. She was hired to help grandma cook for and feed all the men. She would always take a seat off in a corner of our kitchen by herself. Grandma and grandpa would beg her to sit with the adults. She would not. She took her supper alone over in her corner. Only one time she commented, "Ain't fittin' for a black woman to sit at the men's table." My grandma's response was to tell her to sit in her chair, then grandma would serve this black woman her supper. Grandma would not allow the black woman to fetch her own supper. This was a display of both respect for the black woman and a display of respect for the black woman's beliefs. If she would not sit at our table, then grandma would be her servant to make a statement. Over many years I think of this behavior by the black woman and think of my love for her; she was with us during my early childhood. She was a wonderful, warm and loving black woman, but she would keep her "place" for whatever reason. I have never been able to wrap my mind around why she behaved this way. I know this was not right but in the mind of the black woman, this was right. All about our community accepted this type of behavior. None ever talked about this. Seems we all considered each other equal, we all respected each other and worked together, but there were these unspoken rules of how we were to behave, according to skin color. I do not think anyone understood why. There was truly no racism in our farming community but we did behave somewhat like racists, without thought or question. Best I can rationalize this is our behaviors were based upon historical behaviors. This is, we behaved as did our elders, long back before even my grandparents' generation. I had no knowledge of racism until I was about five or six. An uncle, an Anglo, took me with him up to Broken Bow, then considered a big city, to buy corn seed to plant. We stopped for lunch at a small café. Upon walking in, I noticed the café is split in two, one side labeled "COLORED" and the other side labeled, "WHITE". We were told to sit in the colored section because I am of dark skin. We did not, a big argument came about and we did without lunch that day. My world dramatically changed on that day. Returning to our farm, I ask the black woman, "Are you colored?" She laughs, "Yes, child, I'm colored just like you." This did not make a lick of sense to me. We don't even look alike! After this, I tried sitting by myself when time came for us kids to eat. Grandma asks, "What are you doing girl? You get over here and eat proper like." I say to grandma, "I'm colored. I'm suppose to sit over here." Our black woman, washing dishes, nearly falls to our floor from laughing so hard, "Child, you're not colored. Now get over there and eat before I blister your bottom." "But you said I'm colored!" I so much wanted to be just like our black woman, with my admiring her and loving her so much. Well, she gave me a good butt swat and I always sat at our supper table, after that. Today, I understand what she meant by my not being colored although I am, to a degree. However, I still do not quite understand why we behaved as we did, this is, why we behaved as we were traditionally expected to behave. I was never one to behave right, I was always the one who earned the most butt switchings from grandpa, almost on a daily basis. This had nothing to do with my skin color, though. Today, our family is financially secure but we have not changed much. We could never be like Walters and Winfrey, and I still misbehave every chance possible. Okpulot Taha Choctaw Nation

Yeah...right (lmao) If this bitch had gotten some real black dick in her SHE would have been the OPRAH.

I love Oprah I must say - as a business woman not from an entertainment standpoint. Here is a woman who brought herself up from nothing to make herself into the most influential woman on the planet. At the end of the day whether we love or hate Oprah she's the highest paid saleswoman. She panders peoples goods. Whether it's Tom Cruise promoting a movie, Tina Turner promoting a new album and tour or Barbara Walter's promoting a book - Oprah is the epitome of a pitch woman. Watching Oprah (again I love her) is like watching business in motion a beautifully scripted one hour long infommercial. Now Barbara Walters - a mess! I think Star Jones said it best when asked today about the interview with Oprah... "It is a sad day when an icon like Barbara Walters, in the sunset of her life, is reduced to publicly branding herself as an adulterer, humiliating an innocent family with accounts of her illicit affair and speaking negatively against me all for the sake of selling a book. It speaks to her true character," Point blank even Barbara has to pedal for viewers during May sweeps and I'm sure this "tell-all" book will ensure she stays in the gossip pages through summer. It'll be a great summer read for those that like to sneak away to the Hamptons.

It is more than obvious that to bring up an inter racial affair that is more than 35 years old is a transparant effort to sell her book. Simple as that! All the living she has done, she could have come up with something better to write about, really? And the man is remarried, and now 88 years old---come the hell on!! It's all about the money, selling her book, If you attach some kinda sensationalism to the book, well, you have an instant readership, and here we all are commenting about something that is almost as old as dirt, and who cares? With the economy in such decline, so many people losing their jobs, homes,and facing severe financial hardships, and in my case no income at all and facing homelessness with two degrees mind you, this is microscopic! Amounts to nothing in my book! A ploy to get her book sold. Money is the name of the game. If I had money, I won't buy the book. Why? Because I don't care. Now if she had written a book on how to break into the wonderful world of TV (Talking for a living and get well paid) I would have grabbed the first offerings of a book like that, if she wrote something that offered financial advice for women, disclosing solid investiment information, that would have benefited lots of women. Hope the book collects dust!

Really! I stongly sense that she won't sell as many books as she would like using this old ploy. An affair that is more than 35 years old that just doesn't have a punch! Now Mariah and Nick Cannon, that was something! Unexpected! Laced with romance. It was an in-your-face-done-deal-marriage. Again, if Barbara Wa Wa had written something of value, with all the living she has done, that would have been something to clamour for- a true book to read. This stuff, she could have kept to herself in the privacy that it was buried in all these years. She would have done better to write a how-to-book, that thousands of working women could have benefited from, departed knowledge on how to invest, given practical information on the TV industry,and of course spoken about her many interviews, not some item that is older than dirt and not worth as much as dirt. Sad! If I had the money, I would not buy the book. If she can write a book, with this type of old news, I am sure I can finally complete my book and finally get it published too. It motivates me onward!!!!