Usher is a tool. We knew that from his first song when he was like 12 "They call me the Mack" or some dumb shit.

I think you've done a great job on the list and the only thing I can add is the cerebral:

We like people whose right brain hemispheres are effectively connected to left brain hemispheres.

Please add to your letter to Ushi-baby that we will no longer PURCHASE his music (not that that will make a dent in his millions $$$$$).

Finally: Usher is in the tank for Obama. Don't expect any feminism or basic understanding of women coming from that direction!! Still waiting to see if Obama will march in the Chicago Gay Pride Parade on the 29th. So far his camp has remained silent.

Oh and please do tell Usher he's got the hand symbol wrong. He's got to raise his index fingers while still keeping them together...

Excuse me..., but didn't Ushie marry a woman his mother's age? Making her yes..., old enough to be his mother?
So shut up manchild, you haven't lived long enough to expound on the needs of women.

Listen to you, Usher, singing and gyrating in homage to the art of the cheat while broadstroking a generality in thought the majority of men probably have: the 'Dick-factor".
That's all women need... a dick...in her..and Jupiter aligns with Mars.

That piece (not peace 'cause you mean your 'piece') will guide the planets and love... well, is just a four letter word for you--your end in her means. Feel me?

Boy! Get over yourself.

Boys! Get over yourselves.

Heard it, seen it, done that.
And if my gurl and I want sumptin dif, haven't I said before... top drawer, on the left, under my panties I sometimes wear? You'd be in trouble..., cause I can work
it like I was born to it. Fear me?

Usher... shush it... you've no life experiences child, that could possibly aid you in articulating the census count of the woman to man ratio, let alone what women need.

Ush... here's a bit of 411...
...having a man is akin to having a 42 course meal all by yourself with no dessert:
Let's prove this point...
A Woman's Sexual dessert:
*a lotta kissing (not a quick smack then you hit it. no.)
*a lotta foreplay (my breasts will not make bread. so quit that.)
*a lotta pussy eating (keyword: EATING)
*a lotta clitoral stim (please..., look it up if you don't know where it is, what it is or the how-to. Side note: "asking is always good too and appreciated)
*a lotta cuddling (has nothing to do with puttin it up my ass)
*a lotta coming (I don't mean you--in my eye-ever!)
*a lotta cuddling (has nothing to do with holding yourself for crying out loud)
*a lotta pillow talk (snoring doesn't count and just makes the thought of smothering you with a pillow a comfort)
*a lotta tenderness (this is not greco-roman wrestling)

Now Ush... with a good bit of the aforementioned, a woman thinks... ultimately knows... never again. That's if she "went there" at all. It can be innate for her-that knowing. But men themselves can guide women to their "THAT'S IT" moment of clarity.

Still clueless, Ush? Sure you are. A woman says, enough... for life!!! Here are the courses...his worship of the dong, his drawers on the floor, his toenails on the coffee table, his mansmell, his refusal to eat pussy, but an insistence on a blowjob, his titless chest (and I don't mean the manbreast of the obese), his ability to rationalize cheating while attempting amateur hypnosis to revise the history of what she knows and what she saw..., stubble...in the sink or rubbing her raw...stubble, a lacking in sensitivity-tenderness-gentleness that the presense of in a woman makes you ache--she's that good, a lunk headedness that has her wanting to put her own head through a wall, not yours--it's that bad.

All that Usher...
and you know what?... I still have a like for men..., just don't want one in me. Which leaves me..., women where? Read up.
So hush, Ush...

It still suprises me that men think that they are the majority on this earth having the abilty to marry a woman. He should know to keep his mouth shut about women loving women because his wife looks to be a slightly bad post-op herself. Until she actually gave birth I just knew for sure that she was a damn good drag queen (No offense to the lovely ladies of drag). It just bothers me that in this day and age that men are still archaic in their manners and thoughts. I guess it's true about them thinking with the wrong head.

I think it scares men that we can have amazing orgasms without a dick. It makes them feel less masculine and less needed.

Who cares! =D x

I'm finding that more and more men believe this to be true. It's hard for them to understand that they are not the main creatures on Earth, that they do not make the sun shine and that their piss is not pure gold.
I'm not surprised at his words because, hey, men think they rule everything.
Right up until their woman jumps ship for another woman. Then they have to find excuses as to why she would. Of course, it can't be what she wants. It can't be what she desires. She couldn't have been ignoring the temptation.
Usher isn't a loser or anything...just typical.

Gloria, that quote by Usher made me laugh. Well, I still like his music, if not his thoughts on women loving women.

thats bull i thought better of him than that

Usher is so cocky that it probably didn't occur to him to think before he spoke. The man thinks he's God's gift to Earth. Don't get me wrong, the man is talented (at singing songs people write for him and stealing Michael Jackson's moves and wardrobe), but you're right Gloria, we don't expect him to be intelligent. This doesn't go for all singers though, Alanis Morissette and Sheryl Crow are extremely intelligent and there are many that have broken the "ignorant" sterotype placed upon singers... pop singers more specifically, but Usher just happens to not be one of them lol. Oh yea and speaking of Alanis Morissette, her new album Flavors of Entanglement rocks! I highly recommend it!Much love to all. --Britt

I have the biggest, most affirmed grin on my face after reading your post, Gloria. I am reminded of lesbian poet Alix Olson's famous line, "If it's dick you're after, Darling, try my top dresser drawer." Please indeed. Usher ain't even the Michael Eric Dyson of the R&B world. He grooves though ;-)

I have three letters for him: L O L

That solidifies it - I have never liked Usher since he cheated on Chili from TLC. :)