Fantasia’s new VH1 series, Fantasia For Real, made me deeply concerned about the current state of humanity. Apparently the cackling hyena philosophy of annihilating, fine dicing, and devouring offspring is one that this family warmly endorses. Despite the fact that it has been two long music-career killing years since Fantasia came out with an album, her family continues to suck her financially lucrative, American-Idol -2004-winner, veins, completely dry. The girl is literally begging executives at Arista for work and they smugly laugh into the camera acknowledging her need to, “support a lot of people” (i.e. she has not yet learned how to control the leeches). Honestly, Fantasia obviously has a giving heart and the way in which her family uses her, made me sad.
To be fair, not everyone in her family practices emotional cannibalism. The number one culprit is Fantasia’s dead beat of a brother who eats, builds, and chills like his sisters shadow is made of money as opposed to his undeservedly egotistical delusions. Let’s consider last night’s episode. Fantasia wants a studio built in her mansion (read: her brother took it upon himself to gut the interior of her pool house without permission in order to make a studio and then, though angry, Fantasia had no choice but to rebuild his already inflicted damage). She naively allows her brother to oversee the project (since he’s not doing anything anyway) and they agree to a budget of $8,000. Once on her trip to Arista, to beg for a single so she can support the users, Fantasia receives a call from her accountant that $40,000 has been extracted from her account on her brother’s orders.
Where do I begin? First off Fantasia, I know you love your little brother but it is pretty clear that he has no sense of responsibility, is reckless, asinine, ungrateful, and misguided. Why is this man a signatory to your accounts? Does someone’s accountant need to be fired or is love truly blinding your ability to think responsibly? Fantasia honey, out of all the humans on the face of the earth your brother is the very last person who should have authority over even one red cent of your money. Duh.
Second of all, sometimes giving unguarded sums of money to an individual who is immature and/or addicted to power, serves as an unhealthy and destructive gift. You become the enabler. These people are not fostering healthy love; they are feeding on selfish, self-destructive behavior all the while biting (ripping off and chewing) the hand that feeds them. So you wanna know what Fantasia? This is what you say, “Um hello. This is not Lord of The Flies you little misfit and as my hard-earned million dollar crib is my witness you will not dethrone the queen bee of this here household. As such, and in love, teach yourself ambition, get a job, act grown, pack up your shit and get up out of my house immediately. Ta-ta”. Your girl Keisha Cole did it, now it’s your turn!
If I was mooching off my sister all the livelong day, she would definitely whip me into shape and I would respect her more for it. As for her brother, stop being lazy ‘Teeny’ and, on a side note, you are not your sister or Prince, Madonna, or the like and thus don’t deserve to be called anything other than your birth title. I hate when random people start labeling themselves alias’s in a revealing attempt to create some sort of premeditated mystique. Like, on the real, no one cares. State your government and stop making yourself look like a desperate, self-indulgent ass.
Ugh. The point is, Fantasia, teach these folks some tough love or you are going to be crying and sorry until the resentment rips the family apart and the money is long gone.
