If this country got a dollar for as many times as I’ve been bombarded with Amber Rose trivia from someone I know we would have been out of this recession.

A week ago my friend Corinne started mentioning Amber Rose. “Did you see the Robocop video?” Um, No. I don’t find the song remotely interesting. And most Kanye West videos always end up looking like a failed attempt to be artsy, so I doubt a visual will help.
Come to find out the reason she likes the video is cause Amber Rose is supposedly in it. “Who is Amber Rose?” I ask. She’s “a stripper,” she tells me. So. There are ho’s everywhere why does she get a trophy for hoing. That’s like giving someone a trophy for breathing. Um, that’s what you’re supposed to do.

A day ago I’m on Yahoo Messenger and my friend Brenten IMs me a link to a picture from her shoot for Complex Magazine’s new issue. “And I’m like this is her?” She looks like any average video ho. Except that she seems to be channeling Demi Moore in G.I. Jane.

I instantly go to Wikipedia to research her. I mean there must be something about her. You don’t date Kanye West and be BFF’s with Rihanna and not be cool right? Wrong.

Come to find out she was a stripper. Her biggest notch on her resume is appearing in a video by Ludacris called “What Dem Girls Like.” Her “bio” on Wikipedia even says she’s “known for her relationship with musician Kanye West.” I don’t get it. This is cool? Being famous for who you’re blowing.

I’m just saying. Maybe we should rethink our criteria for an idol. I mean if a chick whose claim to fame is that she queefed in a porno and likes to eat pussy our standards are getting pretty damn low.