Title: Im not a good redhead
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Blog Entry: Though I enjoy the sentiment, Im not a very good redhead and heres why. Collective societies are just plain bonkers. This 'groupthink' shiznit. its big in American politics these days, in fact it runs everything. Its become so awful that you cant even throw a simple gettogether on your property without some neighbor rapping at your fencepost and shouting Nazi hysteria simply because he's 1/32 Mongolian-Kenyan and he feels his culture is underrepresented. Suddenly the newspaper has a photoshop of you shaking hands with Mao and Judas on page one while the whole neighborhood is poaching your block with their makeshift tents and launching stupid fecking protests on your driveway. All because you wanted to have a beer in your front lawn. Poor you. I just cant get along with either getting behind or infront of groups with a set standard for invitation based on physical characteristics. Pro-soda pop, Frank Zappa fans with one crook leg advocating yellow signposts in snowy neighborhoods. You know these groups. The individuals! I found out how full of shiznit public socieites are at an early age. The grade school I attended was 3/4 Caucasian and 1/4 Native American. There were handfulls of a few others but nonetheless this was the social makeup for the most part in my rural Western Wisconsin community. To be honest I didnt even notice a difference. I spent my time in Kindergarten doing the normal shiznit every student does at that point of their public school tenure. Stacking blocks, zoning-out during bookreading time, staring at girls, vying for Alpha Male status on the jungle gym, slamming cookies and milk until reaching the remourceful plateau known globally as gut-rot. It took a few months until the information was made aware to me that a quarter of the classroom was Natives. "Whoa! Way to throw a spin on the subject, teach. Next thing youll tell me the classroom rabbit is actually a fecking chocolatebar." There was a period there of akwardness naturally. I spent an amount of time looking out at the world around me in a bit of inquisitive silence. It didnt take too long for the akwardness to subside as I noticed that the Native students all laughed, smiled, and had opinions on subjects that were equally a nuisance to my personal way of thinking. I got along with them AND continually ignored them on the same par just as I had done with the other white kids in the schools. There are two things I didnt do. First, I didnt frighten away from differences in race and align myself with the white crowd and 'play it safe'. Sounds like prison shiznit to me. I dont need any of that prison shiznit. The second thing I didnt do was to wear a reversible Klan hood and become Mr. Good Citizen Whiteboy. You know, these Eminem pricks, consider themselves more 'mature' and 'superior' than the other guys because theyve got black friends. Or asian friends. Or whomever just along as they arent other white guys. I ask them "Tell me something Mr. Percieved Intellectual, does your backwardsass Fubu bullshit come with a hole where your good friends stick it in your ass at the end of the day?" Ya dork. Thing is, noone finds it conventional to be characterised by the physical entity, because if you take a minute to get to know someone youll learn that they either are someone you like, or someone you wish to beat over the head with a solid object of some type in order to help them out filling the void in their 'open-mind'. The only people that matter are family. They understand just how things are in my life because things are generally the same in their life. Plus they dont get stupid on me. The public does enough stupid shiznit during the daytime, theres no time for hassling each other over remedial shiznit in the living room. Eat your cake and shut the feck up. Youre all invited to have a beer in my frontyard. Redheaded or not doesnt matter, though it does make for riffing and generally gets a laugh. Noone is excluded on any grounds of some collectivist bullshit. As long as you are emotionally stable, bring your own six pack, and dont try to feck my wife then youre all right as long as youre good people. But if your wife feels as though she wants to have a threesome with me and mine, well...it is my house afterall, isnt it? Ya prick. Youre damn right it is.
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