Donald Trump never had a problem with immigration. His wife was an immigrant who worked here illegally. His modeling company was full of Eastern European waifs who were here illegally. He hires Polish immigrants to build his properties. Donald Trump has a problem with brown people and so do the rest of his supporters, like this asshat calling in to CSPAN to voice his concern about immigration from Puerto Rico…which is part of the United States.
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Humming Whitney while I ramble about my sister.
I didn’t write a blog about it because I was in too much shock, but my older sister (and only sibling) passed away a little over a week ago.
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Vox: Brexit isn’t about economics. It’s about xenophobia.
The campaign behind Brexit is a mirror image of our own Cheeto Jesus out here trying to Make America Great White Again.
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Gender-specific restrooms are wholly unnecessary.
Gender-specific restrooms actually cause more problems than they “solve” and while some of those issues are minor inconveniences (like me being mistaken for a woman in the men’s room) others are quite serious (like the father in Utah who was just beaten up this weekend for taking his daughter into the men’s room).
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Nevermind economic aid, most of us don’t even realize Puerto Ricans are American.
Now we have an American almost-state where 45% of the population is in poverty, 150 schools have been shut down in the past few years, and sales tax has been raised 4.5% all the way to 11.5% because the mainland treated Puerto Rico like an island paradise where business regulations don’t matter.
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My Mom’s Funeral
I wanted to repost (and edit) the blogs I wrote the week after my mom died because I think it explains a lot about why I volunteer and why I want to be a dad and why I am the way I am in general. I added a few extra thoughts at the end about how I feel in the present, but it’s just a short addendum. If you already read this in 2012, close the page and go call your mom instead.
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Minimum wage jobs are **HARD**
We’ve assigned worth to jobs and we’ve also assigned jobs to people, so we’ve also assigned worth to people. We’ve told certain people that they belong behind the cash register at Wal-Mart or they belong over the fryer at McDonald’s and we’ve decided that those people don’t deserve a decent standard of living. The minimum wage fight isn’t really about whether or not you deserve more money for making a hamburger. It’s really about whether society’s failures and undesirables deserve as much money as everyone else.
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Your black auntie is here.
She’s last, but she finally made it to the family reunion carrying a bowl of potato salad because she swears hers is the best and she can’t eat just anybody’s potato salad. Actually, she can’t eat just anybody’s food – period – because she doesn’t know how everybody else keeps house. She also has packets of hot sauce in her purse (right between those peppermint candies, a trial size hand lotion, a pack of tissues, and a mini perfume stick of White Diamonds) just in case the food ain’t seasoned quite right.
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You think you’re better than the cashier at McDonald’s.
We give lip-service to supporting a minimum wage hike, but we don’t put nearly as much effort into doing something about it. What happens to your own sense of worth in this capitalist society when the guy at Taco Bell is in the same income bracket you are?
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White guys who only date Black guys.
I want to talk about white guys who only date black men because I don’t date them anymore and I feel like I have valid reasons for not doing so.
