Gyant Unplugged

Last week BMI toasted the man of the hour, super-producer Mr. Jamal Fincher Jones aka Polow Da Don for his overall gift of blessing the word of music with countless hits.

The W Hotel Downtown was the backdrop for the exclusive affair. Though Atlanta is like the movie version of “Groundhogs Day,” I had planned on stopping by to show some love to Zone 4, however it seems my recent unsolicited remarks on Polow’s ever growing waist size seem to hit a nerve. Moments before I was heading to the festivities, it seems Polow Da Don took to twitter to share his disdain for my comments and me. But more on that later.

Look, anybody who remembers Jamal back in the day when he had hunger for only music and “getting money,” has to be shocked and appalled that a once top physically fit sex symbol has transformed into singer D’Angelo’s stunt double. In fact I’ve had this weight conversation concerning Polow and music industry’s elite more times then I care to admit. “Have you seen Polow?” or, “Gyant you gotta say something!” And of course being a no nonsense social critic I have to oblige.

Polow’s ever increasing waist size seems to be the hot topic of conversations these days now that rumors have surfaced that Jimmy Iovine sent Polow home-bound after an interpretation that Polow was enjoying the “good life” a little too much in Los Angeles. A rumor not able to be substantiated by Gyantunplugged.com.

Yet when I take my health concerns to twitter with a hashtag #PolowDaDonIsFat, it seems Polow wasn’t too pleased. And for that I turn to the evidence below:

No, your eyes do not deceive you. One of our most popular music producers spells “inspiration” with an “e”. As offensive as that act is to the English language, I find the standard, and very lame “homosexual” retaliation, to be nothing more than idiotic macho rhetoric, which has nothing to do the real topic at hand.

How does me calling out the obvious — and lets be clear there are no lies in my assessment about that mans weight– result in my sexuality being thrown in my face as a negative? What purpose does that serve?? Does resorting to public displays of ignorance and homophobia somehow ease the pain of hopping on the scale and clearing 300lbs?

And if being “homosexual” wasn’t a worse enough diss [I'm being facetious; Note to Polow; Facetious: not meant to be taken seriously or literally: a facetious remark.] the man had the NERVE to try and allude to a pair of nonexistent “man boobs” on me. How dare a large man with actual man boobs, horrid stretch marks, and a jiggle in his step that rivals Oprah ala 1980 ever try and throw at fat insult anyone’s way?? Hello Pot..how’s kettle these days?

Will Polow take the public humiliation of now having the world watch him getting fatter as a sign to get himself back onto the slim and sexy side of the team? Or will he continue to mask the stress of financial & creative success into the form of a perpetual Big Mac? Only time will tell. But for the record #PolowDaDonIsFat

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