This week’s opening thought: Paul Schrader and the use of Black AI actors. I guess this is what happens when you’re too racist and bigoted to realize how racist and bigoted you are, and your creative juices only flow when oppression and stereotypes are involved.
This week’s opening thought: people of pallor, the socialism boogeyman, and the contradictions that come with choosing white supremacy.
This week’s opening thought: Target tried to sell kids’ glow-in-the-dark minstrel costumes. In 2026. Alrighty then.
This week's opening thought: We live in a country currently embroiled in an unnecessay war that has cost us lives and resources. Domestically, people can barely afford to live and feed themselves and their families. Lettuce is giving people explosive diarrhea because the little food standards we do have in this country have been obliterated. People are dying at the hands of domestic terrorists posing as a government-funded law enforcement agency. Unemployment is high. Gas prices are high. Our rights are being taken away from us on the daily. Black, Brown, and trans communities are being terrorized and are in a constant state of danger. But you know what's most important to a whole lot of y'all?
That The Odyssey movie has Black and Brown folx in it.
You know, Homer's Odyssey. The one with the cyclops and giants and sea creatures and sh--.
Well, a whole bunch of y'all [*cough* people of pallor *cough*] are vocally mad that an obviously made-up story about Greeks and Romans made into a major motion picture with CGI special effects isn't "historically accurate."
Because that's definitely much more important than the *motions all around me at the raging dumpster fires surrounding us all*.
And this is why white supremacy is a joke. Albeit a dangerous, fragile joke but a joke nonetheless.
How can anyone take people of pallor seriously when these are the stupid personal odysseys through mediocrity and fragility that y'all constantly embark on in lieu of being legitimately up in arms and standing with your fellow citizens against all of the oppressive states we should be in solidarity to fight against?
Nope. Y'all gotta roll with that bigotry, hate, fragility, and racism until the wheels fall off on the most ridiculous sh--.
I can't imagine how goofy it must feel to be constantly at war with ghosts and believe you're "in danger" because you can't stop drinking the faux superiority Kool-Aid and see that the real enemies are within. And how extra-goofy it must be to tell yourself that this isn’t goofy and to paint it as some kind of “white pride” or thinly-constructed justification for why you think these kinds of things are important to upholding your identities.
What a dumb Trojan Horse to be constantly duped by.
This week's opening thought: A whole lot of y'all seem to be, for some reason, distraught that people aren't handin' out thoughtful eulogies to a man who spent around 30 years of his life doing more harm than good to countless melanated and queer communities.
Note: When I say a whole lot of y'all, I'm talking about large numbers of people of pallor and the melanated and/or queer pallor apologists who long for pallor to embrace them and use them to fight their own people like Pokemon (i.e. the Cory Bookers of the world).
So, because some of y'all are really on one about how many of us have chosen to dogwalk a man who weaponized his internal self-hatred and chose to devote his life to legislative violence and harm, I thought I'd take a moment to offer you two thoughts so you can hopefully digest the tea better and basically shut up. And by "basically shut up," I mean that we will not be taking questions or engaging in "debates."
Alright? OK.
One: you can be a crappy human being AND someone who did one or two nice things here and there for a couple of people in your orbit. You can be both. But when you've spent a chunk of your adult life being more crappy than helpful on a large scale? Yeah, people are definitely gonna talk about the crappy things you did way more than anything nice you did. You've earned that kind of eulogy.
And if you aren't the crappy person in question but you decide to exercise a VERY selective memory to only focus on a couple of nice things the crappy person did while chastising others for focusing on the crappy things the deceased person spent their life engaging in?
You should be willing to take the L for defending a crappy person and be ten toes down with your eagerness to defend crappy people.
Two: I've lived a life that has allowed me to impact people's daily lives in a myriad of ways. I intimately know how the simplest of decisions/indecisions can dismantle a person's life. With this in mind, I have always done the work that I do from a place of humanity, acknowledging my privilege, power, and positionality while making sure I don't weaponize those things to harm others and/or benefit myself. Because of this, I know that when my time comes, the likelihood of thousands of people hopping on the internet or finding any platform they can to dogwalk me for being a hateful bag of crap that did harm to their lives is practically non-existent.
Every day, I get out of my bed and choose to live my life this way because I know the damage I can do...and I don't have anywhere near the power to alter lives that politicians have in this country.
Can you say the same about yourself and how you navigate the world? And if not, why would you expect people to "only remember the good times" when they look back on the crappy life you've led?
You can take all of that and swallow it as you see fit.