When you launch a campaign called JUNGLE FEVER
And release this t-shirt on the same day
Any good intentions you might profess about celebrating either Spike Lee’s work OR Brooklyn’s diversity are going to be completely obscured by your naked attempt to grab attention through controversy by reiterating racist tropes.
I used to like your store a lot, but unless you apologize thoroughly for this offensive campaign, I will be buying my dresses, handbags, and cardigans elsewhere.
The Tsar and his family were shot, along with most of our relatives and friends.
My Uncle Bob got a job playing the cello in a cinema in Finland, and eventually become a professor of biology in Sweden.
My Uncle Jack became a professional house guest until his welcome wore thin. Then he became a guest in the wrong sort of houses until in the end he died of syphilis on the Riviera.” —Memoirs of a Professional Cad, p.13.