I'm just like everyone else who is angry that white people are unemployed right now. We are supposed to be the examples. Freshly manicured lawns, lots of credit cards, purposefully ironic old televisions in the living room.
But are the days of white people successfully trolling the economy over?
Black people everywhere are doubtful. When asked whether white people were finished trolling the shit out of minorities and themselves, a confused Darnell of Houston told me, "Fuck you.".
I understand where he is coming from. Well, not really - but I have been working on my "understanding eyes" and also have a complex system of alternating pursed lips with Obama's "not bad" face in an attempt to appear all things to all people. It is amazing that, with all of these earnest attempts at social engineering (which have the explicit goal of directing positive attention my way), I am met with such staggering opposition by the target audience.
Apparently, this new world I have stepped into is full of people who aren't impressed with half-sarcastic histrionics. It is this particular quality that leads me to believe that white people will never have a place within the "real world." A terminal sense of entitlement has stricken even those of us who are beacons of clarity and pillars of the community. A gift and a curse! A useless luxury for the tribulations of hourly work and measured production. Incompatible with consequences!
The world below the clouds is an unforgiving one and enjoying it requires a revolution of the mind. But what can you do when you're genetically disposed toward quelling revolutions and stagnating change? My current plight parallels that of all subordinated cultures. Reality is the cruelest dictator of all, and my attitude is a fragile victim - I find myself devoid of even the most basic character foundations as defined in this underworld's lexicon!
These manuscripts will be read one day by those seeking to truly understand systematic oppression. But like all great men who dare to protest against reality's stained tapestry, I am doomed to mockery.
But are the days of white people successfully trolling the economy over?
Black people everywhere are doubtful. When asked whether white people were finished trolling the shit out of minorities and themselves, a confused Darnell of Houston told me, "Fuck you.".
I understand where he is coming from. Well, not really - but I have been working on my "understanding eyes" and also have a complex system of alternating pursed lips with Obama's "not bad" face in an attempt to appear all things to all people. It is amazing that, with all of these earnest attempts at social engineering (which have the explicit goal of directing positive attention my way), I am met with such staggering opposition by the target audience.
Apparently, this new world I have stepped into is full of people who aren't impressed with half-sarcastic histrionics. It is this particular quality that leads me to believe that white people will never have a place within the "real world." A terminal sense of entitlement has stricken even those of us who are beacons of clarity and pillars of the community. A gift and a curse! A useless luxury for the tribulations of hourly work and measured production. Incompatible with consequences!
The world below the clouds is an unforgiving one and enjoying it requires a revolution of the mind. But what can you do when you're genetically disposed toward quelling revolutions and stagnating change? My current plight parallels that of all subordinated cultures. Reality is the cruelest dictator of all, and my attitude is a fragile victim - I find myself devoid of even the most basic character foundations as defined in this underworld's lexicon!
These manuscripts will be read one day by those seeking to truly understand systematic oppression. But like all great men who dare to protest against reality's stained tapestry, I am doomed to mockery.
