bitch, i’m just like you.
lot to talk about about this past weekend, but i will post this first.
i’ve noticed some disturbing trends as of late, and they really bother me. i hate playing this asian race card unless it is rightly warranted, but i *feel* like it is warranted in this case. perhaps i am wrong.
now i don’t notice this much, but i especially noticed it this weekend when i was in the u-district. there would be people standing out at the u-district street fair, representing so-and-so cause, trying to get people to talk to them or whatever. i was with lenny at the street fair. on three? separate occasions, people would talk to people before and after us, and then completely ignore US.
which i find very interesting. once a larouche girl stopped me outside the post office in the u-district, accosting me because she said, “you care about politics, right? asian girls don’t stop for this stuff. they don’t care about politics.” of course, she was playing the race card to try and get me on her larouche crazy ass side so her opinion doesn’t count so much… but she’s right. i’ve noticed it, by being on the other side… that it’s true. asians don’t fucking talk to you. it doesn’t really matter what you’re doing, either. nor does it matter that YOU are asian. they (being generalizing, here) just talk to you less than all other ethnicities. not only that, but they straight-up ignore your ass. not even a polite smile or anything.
that being the case, i can’t entirely BLAME those people for not attempting to talk to me and talking AROUND me… because i’m asian. nonetheless, i CAN be bitter about it. because for all of their liberal-promoting ideas, i don’t know… i suppose i think that liberals should be carebears and not picky and choosy like that. i guess i wish that every liberal were a hippie in the nature of non-judgmental nature, but that just isn’t true, now is it?
well anyway. i just think it’s frustrating. cause i’m all for these retarded liberal causes but people just avoid talking to me. bitches.
on another note, there was this guy begging on the street for gas money, and lenny gave him some monies, and some lady walked by and was like, “get a damn job,” or something. her son was embarrassed, i guess, and came back and said something to the bum and gave him a quarter. it’s the gesture, not the amount, i guess.
but the real part to gripe about?
she was wearing a yellow tunic type shirt with this symbol emblazoned throughout it.
this symbol is the sanskrit word “om,” which stands for peace. how can you be a spiritual and/or religious individual with a shirt promoting PEACE… and treat another person like that? you don’t know his story or jack shit about him. not cool.