“If it was your blog it would have your name on it, not mine, ” says Memphis Earlene.
“You’ve got better name recognition, but I’m the one who does the work,” I remind her.
Memphis Earlene shakes her head.
“Using my name is just one more instance of Jewish people ripping off Blue-ish people.”
I’m used to Memphis Earlene pulling rank on me but this is the first time she’s ventured into the swamp of identity politics. It is my duty as an American to make sure she doesn’t get stuck there.
“The blues are universal. Just like literature and poetry. They were invented by black people over 100 years ago and are kept alive by people who love them. That’s how culture gets preserved,” I tell her. “Sorry to sound like a civics lesson.”
“You go, girl,” says Scarlett, with what I hope is irony.
In addition to cupcakes, the neighborhood bakery sells maple syrup bacon flavored ice-cream sandwiches.