Monday, February 8, 2010

Are we really proud to be Canadian? I'm not. I happy that I grew up in Canada. But pride should come out of some accomplishment that we've achieved. Maybe you lost 20lbs after 5 months at the gym. Or you saved up all your money after you quit smoking and you're going on vacation. This makes sense to be proud. But we have no control over where we are born. And we have no control over our ethnicity, either. So I'm not really understanding this racial pride.

I get it because Black people have overcame so many social obstacles. They got their freedom. Which, well that first day that the American Constitution was signed must have been pretty awkward. All these slave owners wrote and signed a bill that empowered every man, including slaves. Now when they got home, they noticed an entire field of unpicked cotton. Hahaha. Now black people have their own college, television channel, and month. That might be going a little overboard, but I guess all the important white people think it'd be better than always being reminded that their country once had slaves. "God Bless America"?

But it's not like we chose our own skin colour. So why do we choose to label all the other groups of different coloured skinned people, with negative stereotypes? Mexicans are dirty. Blacks all have nappy hair, and bad credit. Native Americans are all casino owners, and drunks. I think these are all social problems, and are bases on individual choices.

I have shitty credit because I've been irresponsible with my credit cards. Now I paid them all off, cut up my cards and pay cash for everything. I don't want to spend money I dont have, on things I don't need. Does this make me a better person? Yes. Because I've seen the light. And I've changed my ways. Except I'm fucked. Because nowadays you need a credit card for everything.

Even hotels, require you need a credit card. And not a pay as you go credit card. They need something with your name on it, and some photo Identification. I understand this is all a way to ensure you're going to be held accountable for everything you do in their room. But what if you're just looking for a place to sleep and shower in the morning? In that case, you'd better find yourself a good cardboard box, and hope it rains in the morning.

I could go into all of my bad habits, but I only have a limited amount of time. I get asked what ethnicity I am all the time. Usually because I'm wearing a suit, and smoking outside of a bar chatting with complete strangers. I would rather not be seen as a representative of my Race, and seen as the individual instead. I know enough about my background I can fill most questions. But until I find a way to tell these fuckers off, in a clever way, that shines my own prespective on the way I see things, I'm going to have to suck it up and be proud of a genetic abnormality, I never had, nor will I ever have any control over.

Anyways, today's getting on without me, and im still in my pyjamas. Take care, and Don't forget to miss me!

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