Time for a change.
The one known as Fitz, who used to post in this LJ, has graciously given me, RALPH, a chance to speak my mind. Of course, RALPH is not my real name, since the things I'll say in the future may offend, or get the government on my ass...let's just stay it represents what I am. Radical Angry Leftist Philosophical Hater. I'll be hating on issues from current events, celebrities, friends of my brother in revolution Fitz, basically, whatever I feel like is keeping me down and hating on me.
Now, first, I'm gonna hate on Michigan weather. We all know that I HATE THE COLD. It's an attempt to freeze my righteous hatred for all things. Let's think about things that result from the cold. White breath, white snow covering the black roads, white salt ground into the black roads, tearing up their surfaces, which results in potholes, which results in the hatred of pretty much everyone. Everyone loves ice, but should the black road try and get some ice, it becomes "black ice", and gets hated on. Guess what, the ice isn't black, it's merely showing off the skin color of the black road. The cold causes my fellow poor haters to get sick, which doesn't allow them to keep up the fight for social change, while the rich whites roll around in their heated fancy cars, their fur coats, their snow pants, and the most hateable thing of all, Ugg Boots. These things are all warm, but at least they provide us with an opportunity to hate on white people, and their obscene clothing choices. So fellow haters, join me in rising up against this cold, and when you hear someone hating on black ice, or the black roads, put your hand to your shoulder, and slap the taste clean out of their mouths. RALPH has spoken.
(The views of RALPH, while awesome, do not entirely represent the views of Fitz.)
(Bullshit, Fitz, you know you represent this shit.)
(Yeah, you are right RALPH, I just gotta get my back, in case the white power structure tried to come down on me.)
(Word.)
And we end this with a hip-hop quote from Immortal Technique...
"You mother fuckers are nothing
You cannot harm me
I'll resurrect every aborted baby and start an army
Storm the planet hunting you down cuz I'm on a mission
To split your body into a billion one-celled organisms"
Now, first, I'm gonna hate on Michigan weather. We all know that I HATE THE COLD. It's an attempt to freeze my righteous hatred for all things. Let's think about things that result from the cold. White breath, white snow covering the black roads, white salt ground into the black roads, tearing up their surfaces, which results in potholes, which results in the hatred of pretty much everyone. Everyone loves ice, but should the black road try and get some ice, it becomes "black ice", and gets hated on. Guess what, the ice isn't black, it's merely showing off the skin color of the black road. The cold causes my fellow poor haters to get sick, which doesn't allow them to keep up the fight for social change, while the rich whites roll around in their heated fancy cars, their fur coats, their snow pants, and the most hateable thing of all, Ugg Boots. These things are all warm, but at least they provide us with an opportunity to hate on white people, and their obscene clothing choices. So fellow haters, join me in rising up against this cold, and when you hear someone hating on black ice, or the black roads, put your hand to your shoulder, and slap the taste clean out of their mouths. RALPH has spoken.
(The views of RALPH, while awesome, do not entirely represent the views of Fitz.)
(Bullshit, Fitz, you know you represent this shit.)
(Yeah, you are right RALPH, I just gotta get my back, in case the white power structure tried to come down on me.)
(Word.)
And we end this with a hip-hop quote from Immortal Technique...
"You mother fuckers are nothing
You cannot harm me
I'll resurrect every aborted baby and start an army
Storm the planet hunting you down cuz I'm on a mission
To split your body into a billion one-celled organisms"