Am I too late to jump on the Broken Social Scene bandwagon, Is there even a bandwagon? If so, do you have to be white to join?
Sax just called me. As house husband on summer vacation, he was telling me about a show he was checking out on VH1.
Sax: Yo, I'm watching one of those Fabulous Life shows about interracial dating.
Then I told him about my stuck-up Ambassdor (under Colin Powell) cousin who just married a mormon and will probably move to Utah.
Sax: Shit, that kid's gonna be an elitist and a mormon. Do you think that they will ask him if he's from New Orleans?
Sax was referring to the uprootment (?) of many Katrina victims to Utah. Many of whom were incredibly ghetto. One woman looked like a lil kim fish swimming in big vanilla waters.
Which brings me to Saturday night when Tcoops leaned over to Lex a whisper "who's that wigger?".
He was referring to my Saxaphone!
Then I informed the suspected wigger in front of his accusers:
Lex: well, you do use ebonics...
I HATE THAT WORD!
Sax: Yo, what the fuck? You wanna be a white girl!
Then they did a back and forth thing. Tcoops was silent (regretting that he spoke an earshot from me?) and I just wanted to go to bed.
Then Lex offered a softer PR spin to the accusation " Well, then you are an urban male"
Words like "wigger" and "ebonics" degrade and separate people. It presupposes that they are set rules to how races should act. That to like hip hop and like to eat pupusas, you have to have brown skin and family in Puerto Rico. Or to like Broken Social Scene, you have to be some stringy haired white chick from Pittsburgh.
Stereotypes are so de-classe. Especially the ones about home schooled kids.
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
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