Happy Dr. King Day, Bitchfaces. I slid into this bitch just in time. Y’all know I like to really push my boundaries.
So, one of my favorite Dr. King quotes is “Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere”. I’m sure y’all probably could have guessed that, as I live my life by the very same sentiment.
I know factually that when our rights were won in the trenches, this shit today is not what people envisioned. We’re really having a lot of trouble just getting our fucking pants on one leg at a time as a country right now. It’s pretty fucking ignorant looking.
I catch a lot of flak about being a feminist, doing the pro-female fuckery I do. But those of you who know me on a personal level, you know in my heart of hearts, I’m a stupid level of traditional. I still believe in my heart I will be a wife again one day, as fucking ridiculous as that is.
There is a difference between traditional and conservative and people seem to confuse the two a lot. I wouldn’t be caught dead being a racist or homophobe. I can’t imagine a day will ever come that I don’t see something a man is doing and think that a woman cannot do the very same. And I understand that when you’re blessed with plenty, it’s your duty to pass along some of that blessing.
That’s kindergarten shit. Share and share alike, bruh. Don’t be a dick to your neighbor. Everyone hold hands crossing the street. Duh.
No part of me believes that any of the movement was about being a piece of shit who sits on their high horse passing judgment. Who views themselves as better than another, for whatever reason they choose to define it. I’m no more put together than the next woman, unless we’re talking about my hair, because um. Bitch please.
We all put our Aria 100% cotton panties on one leg at a time. Unless you’re some sort of sorcerer or you’ve been doing 4 Pilates classes a week. Super flexible bitches aside, the rest of us are the same exact construction. A whole lot of water, a brain and a heart. And all the gross organs too, but I can’t name all of those right now, this isn’t a goddam anatomy class.
It’s sad that I’m sitting here today reflecting on a conversation BMan and I had 3 years ago at this time. The state of shit about the same, maybe a little less openly bigoted, but still pretty bad. It’s like we’re moving backward, and I for the life of me cannot understand how.
Aren’t we more informed and enlightened now than our racist and homophobic grandparents? Or is that just some lip service shit we have going on to appear as though we’re not the trash ass people we come from? I know I cut off a whole fucking side of my family because they think it’s 1847 Savannah, and refuse to hear a single intelligent argument otherwise. No, I’m not sad about it either.
I don’t have a direction with this one. Just some thoughts that were rattling around in my head. I hope I don’t have to say this same shit next year, with absolutely no growth at all in the people around me. It’s the South though, so, I’ll see y’all here talking this same jive probably.
I really hope not, though.
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Total agreement over here