of mine..was shoved upon me after crazy outrageousness in my Philosophy course. There's nothing better than a conversation driven by ignorance to get the blood boiling in the afternoon. Since i'm my own number one fan.. i'm sure i'm familiar with the fact that i speak in anomalies and guarded 'cognito. Yes, moving on. So anyway.. why, i wonder, does it bother me so deeply when biggotry pours so deftly out of a young brother or sister's mouth? It seems oxymoronic that us who have historically dealt with so much slander, biggotry, and overt hatred that we can allow ourselves to speak in the same way toward a group of people. America's found someone else to hate without reprecussion. Sorry, Gays, but it seems the pride marches are probably more for your benefit than those watching (brooding)... But maybe this is is the outlet; maybe this is finally a way for us to exhaust our frustration accrued over the years of torment and mistreatment. MAYBE! this is step one of an indeterminant process of assimilation into white middle-class culture. We wanted equality so badly--we got it.. kinda... We became equal voters...kinda. Our children have the same opportunities as the white children...kinda. Screw it. We're not there yet. But few are taking strides to perpetuate the momentum that was 1969. Instead, we've found the nest egg--entertainment! Ok, i guess i can see that i'm developing a pattern of racial temper tantrums, but i feel that it's warranted. I'll spare ye the rant for now.. i need to think of something better to blog about.