Here’s James Franco on the cover of Candy, the first magazine by and for the she-man/man-she crowd, which makes absolutely no sense to me. The James Franco part, I mean. Clearly, he’s not a transvestite, so he’s basically just playing dress-up to get his mug on a magazine. How is that any different from the time I wore black-face and tried to get on the cover of Essence? Is it because I kept saying, “You be trippin’,” as they were tossing me out? That’s racism.
Photo: Candy/Terry Richardson