The Gonzo Wolf

I kind of had one of those ‘hit your head on the toilet and invent the Flux Capacitor’ moments, so I’m pecking it out a tad emotional.

My mind got a splash of how racist politics have truly become this morning (even though I was already well-aware; it doesn’t try to hide in Texas), and I’m a tad triggered.

There’s a law in Texas now where Republicans and Democrats must be separated in the polling lines prior to being handed the ballot. You can’t help but see what’s going on as you stand there being picked apart by eyes from the other side. It’s disgusting; both sides. You can feel the separation.

Then, I was doom scrolling on the pisser, as one does, and saw a meme where a black man was saying, “Just because white people couldn’t do it doesn’t mean it was aliens.”

It was funny for a moment, but then I couldn’t help but think that the message behind the meme was even more racist than the cultural joke in which it was aimed.

I’m beginning to think that Americans don’t know the true meaning of racism, we’re just all a bunch of lazy, grumpy bitches who over-generalize for the sake of the inevitable Twitter post. That’s a quote if I ever read one.

I don’t give a damn what color your skin is, or where your people came from, there are limitations to the human body. This is scientifically proven by men who give two poops and a poke about their colleagues skin color in science lab.

We’re not born racist, but we instinctively adopt it from our generational surroundings. Then, it’s up to us as a person to deny those collectively inbred instincts, better ourselves, and seek like-minded friends and colleagues. Then, it’s our duty to pass those values to our offspring.

The keys to ending racism in the minds of individuals are multi-cultural curiosity and education. At some point in every person’s life comes a time when they’re solely responsible for their own well-being and direction.

Get off the couch. If not to travel, then to college or the military. If you’re so trapped in the media-born anti-culture pits of this country that you somehow can’t do either, then go to a goddamn library! They’re free, for now. Comfort zones are a myth created by people who don’t like to wallow in misery alone.

It’s a choice.

Also, I’m talking to chunky-assed, redneck white kids; not everyone. Doing so changed me. As much as I support the black community, I don’t have a dog in the fight. You can copy and paste this and change a few of the adjectives, if you’d like. Make it look more personal. Still, kick your own peoples’ asses. We’ve got some big ones over here! You ever see the lift capacity on one of those Wal-Martian carts? They could rival a forklift!

Did you really think my pale ass was going to cross that line? Do you even know me anymore?

“Just because Pepaw did it,” is no longer a valid fucking excuse in my world. It’s unacceptable.

I love you guys. We need to do better.