Evening. I got a lot on my mind, but I’m going to start with a genuine rant. I’ll then follow it with a much more comprehensive analysis. FYI – This rant is geared at a group of musically inclined and spoiled-ass rich idiots on TinyChat who thought it wise to demean me for my lack of style and then lecture me on world affairs. Bad choice, Joyce.
RANT: Dear TinyChat Musicians
You got a lot of game, you make a lot of money and you're talented. We all know it. But do not dare feign intellectualism by arguing the purported 'common sense' of a non-existent world order operated by the 'man,' you stupid mother****ers. Too many big words for you?
Let me ****ing tell you something. I'm the college-educated son of a professor who has been on 5 continents, including North America, South America, Africa, Europe AND Asia, bitch. Yes, I'm lame, I have no game, I get no pussy and my bankroll is weak, but I'm ****ing smart.
Yes, you got game, you get pussy and your Dad hangs out with Lil Wayne, but you're ****ing stupid. What's the derivative of 5x^3? What's the capital of Syria? What was the Bay of Pigs? Why is Europe's economy crumbling? Don't know? EXACTLY. You're a ****ing ignoramus with a brain the size of a ****ing ant, bitch.
DUHHHHHHH.
DUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
DUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
There is no ****ing world order or Illuminati, so stop preaching to the choir with your nonsensical bullshit, and start paying attention to reality, bitch. Watch the ****ing news, memorize the names of all the countries in Asia, read some ****ing books and take a mental bath, you dumb*** morons.
Excuse me if I sound bitter and annoyed, but I take umbrage to having to listen to a bunch of uneducated, inarticulate and foolish morons acting like they're more intelligent than me. You got more money and pussy, but mentally, you are no ****ing match for me, because I will crush you with my brain!
This has been a public broadcast brought to you by the I'm Smarter Than You Foundation of America.
Analysis: Cultural Differences
There is an obsession among certain cultures to attire oneself flashingly at all times. Such people splurge more money on clothing and jewelry than the rest of us typically spend on rent, bills and just getting by in our current economy.
Do I harbor resentment at their gaudy sense of style? Certainly not. As a progressive liberal, I appreciate the differences between cultures. What I find disturbing, however, is such people’s penchant for disparaging those of us who approach life differently.
If you feel forking over $500.00 or more in one day for the latest outfits and bling is in your best interest, then do it. I won’t look down at you. But don’t look down at me because I prefer to spend said money on books, gadgets and future investments.
Different cultures prioritize different things. It’s no big deal; it’s just the way it is. The truth is, actually, that different people have different priorities, but for the sake of argument, let’s approach this from a cultural standpoint.
Indian people lack style. I don’t think I’ve ever met an Indian who actually knows how to dress sexily. We’re hardwired from birth to focus more on intellectual pursuits than superficialities—not to say there is anything wrong with pursuing the latter.
Like I said previously, such differences are normal and should be encouraged. Does this mean we can’t poke fun at one another from time to time with a good, old-fashioned roast? Absolutely not. But there is a significant difference between poking fun and outright insulting one another.
That said, I ask that people remember to respect the differences among one another. This planet houses a multitude of unique people with distinct preferences. Some favor the Christian religion, while others prefer Islam. Likewise, some prefer toying with dorky gadgets, while others prefer flaunting their fly Jordans.
The Hearts Of REAL Men
Why do the same slimeballs who spend all day telling these “bitches” to get “nuked” feel it appropriate to call me a pervert for wanting to have a real conversation with a female? Yes, I’m a 29-year-old heterosexual male who enjoys conversing with 18+ females, but that does not make me a perv.
You idiots are misogynist perverts who objectify women all day, everyday because sex is all you’re capable of comprehending. You know what attracts me most to a woman... besides a beautiful smile, lovely eyes, nice hair and a nice body (I'm still a man, lol)? Intelligence, a sense of humor, a kind temperament and a big heart.
SMDH. To you morons, I’m gay if I don’t treat women like trash, and I’m a pervert if I try to have a real conversation with one. Look up the phrase “worthless men” sometime, because you idiots are the very definition of it.
NERDSSSSSSSSSSS!!!
The word ‘nerd’ is a pejorative used to belittle geeky, got-no-game men who expend more energy “orgasmifying” their mind than they do trying to get laid—either because they don’t care about sex or they’ve given up trying to have sex altogether.
In my case, I’m an anxious guy who grew up in an intellectual household. The focus wasn’t on dressing nice; it was on getting good grades, preparing for college and staying out of trouble. Suffice it to say, I was taught to admire substance over style, though the lesson clearly hasn’t always stuck with me :-).
Anyway. The term ‘nerd’ is used frequently by those people who respect style over substance. Again, I don’t find this particular cultural anomaly at all discomfiting. What’s annoying and offensive, however, is when such people try to challenge me intellectually, thinking that their swag triumphs my mind.
Though many of these people possess a superior sense of aesthetics, they are abysmally unaware of the world’s greater affairs—international and domestic politics, significant scientific pursuits and the declining state of America’s educational system, to name a few.
Thus, they easily fall privy to the comically incredulous bullshit put forth by the likes of David Icke, Alex Jones and Glenn Beck, to name a few. It worries me that so many from this particular culture find wisdom in ignorance, but again, I say let them be content in that which brings them comfort.
When one of them tries to take me on, however, it’s on like Donkey Kong. I pay close attention to the REAL news. I learned a long time ago not to fall for conspiracy theories. There is only 1 world in real life, but there are plenty of additional worlds in the mind of a nut. And though I’m goofy like the Fresh Prince, I ain’t a nut, partna’.
So before you come at me with conspiracy theories you got from listening to the radio, go get your GED, take a few college courses and read the newspaper. Until then, STFU, because your views hold no credibility in the real world—though I’m sure they are “all that and a bag ah’ chips” in your fantasy world, biatch.
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I know… you’re thinking, “What a hater.” I try to show love, but I’m getting fed up with all the shit talking that comes my way. If you’re going to act like you’re better than me because you have more swag and can sing, then **** you; I’m going to act the same because I’m smarter than you’ll ever be.
The next time you want to go on about that “bitch nerd” or “lame fag,” think twice, because just because we’re “lame” doesn’t mean we’re dummies, or that we’ll sit there and take it, because we won’t. And you want to know why? Because none of ya’ll — not a single damn one of you — are betta! And if you think you are betta, then meet me in the IQ test room Monday morning, 7am sharp, cuz it’s ONNNN!
PS #1 – There is no such thing as karma. If there were, a million or more starving African women would be given the chance to trade places with the Kardashians. Karma is simply meant to make us feel bad when we do something wrong, though given the current state of our society, it clearly doesn’t work anymore. Instead it provides incentive to feel smug when we see our enemies fail. “Karma got you!” we exclaim to ourselves… til our turn comes, that is.
PS #2 – Excuse me for articulating myself. I don’t care if you don’t speak proper English. I’ve always been open-minded. Back in 2008, I got owned on here on and on for speaking improper English. But since then I’ve seen learned how to speak properly, as per my career choice. And now ya’ll mock me because of it. Can a brotha ever get peace? I speak improperly, I’m tryna’ act hard. I speak properly, and I’m a lame. Do you have any idea just how much society frustrates the hell out of me? SMDH!
PS #3 – I’M NOT OLD, ASSHOLES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
PS #4 – Good night and HAPPY early NEW YEAR! Mayhap I’ll be back tomorrow. IDK yet whether I’ll watch a movie or not. If not, I’ll be tuned into K97.5 for sure!
PS #5 – 1
Saturday, December 31, 2011
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