Mostly argh
On a cheery note, there was a lot of protesting against the Compton Cookout that I posted about earlier. Which of course sparked a privileged white jerkwad to make another offensive party to protest the protests. An excerpt of his ridiculous missive talking about his "Compton Cookout Part Deux" party: "If you truly care about civil rights, and you don’t just want to preach intolerance to cultural satire, then come to this party in honor of your favorite cultural stereotype to satirize and show these IDIOTS that intolerance is so 20th century, but coming together peaceably for the purpose of fun and unity is still very much in style.
So come get crunk with yo Peoplez, roll through with the Vatos, Crackers bring your favorite sister, get sandy with the Arabs, get Chinky with some saki bombs, throw up your fauxhawk with the Douchebags, get piss drunk with the Irish, come soaked in cologne with the Ginnys, bring some cheap wine with your Jew homies, get stupid like the Polish, pound vodka with your Russian friends, love humanity and embrace cultural differences through satire."
Yeah. ...Satire. That's what it was. And all the people calling them racist douches? TOTALLY JUST HATERZ STEPPIN' ON THEIR FIRST AMMENDMENT* RIGHTS.
People. My fervent wish is that at some point he sincerely joins the anti-racism movement, realizes what he did, and has to live with his shame until the day he dies. Just like I have to live with my shame over racist things I did, except way worse (because I never did anything THIS COLOSSAL AND PUBLIC - I showed my ass in front of small groups of people by telling racist jokes and such; he just showed his ass internationally and it's hit the media).
Ugh. Okay. How about something non-head-desky? The most awesome steampunk wedding cake ever.
And did I mention I'm sick with the Awful Wracking Cough and Cold of Doom? AND am on the rag? AND have six canker sores?
* That's his misspelling.
So come get crunk with yo Peoplez, roll through with the Vatos, Crackers bring your favorite sister, get sandy with the Arabs, get Chinky with some saki bombs, throw up your fauxhawk with the Douchebags, get piss drunk with the Irish, come soaked in cologne with the Ginnys, bring some cheap wine with your Jew homies, get stupid like the Polish, pound vodka with your Russian friends, love humanity and embrace cultural differences through satire."
Yeah. ...Satire. That's what it was. And all the people calling them racist douches? TOTALLY JUST HATERZ STEPPIN' ON THEIR FIRST AMMENDMENT* RIGHTS.
People. My fervent wish is that at some point he sincerely joins the anti-racism movement, realizes what he did, and has to live with his shame until the day he dies. Just like I have to live with my shame over racist things I did, except way worse (because I never did anything THIS COLOSSAL AND PUBLIC - I showed my ass in front of small groups of people by telling racist jokes and such; he just showed his ass internationally and it's hit the media).
Ugh. Okay. How about something non-head-desky? The most awesome steampunk wedding cake ever.
And did I mention I'm sick with the Awful Wracking Cough and Cold of Doom? AND am on the rag? AND have six canker sores?
* That's his misspelling.