The racial double standard

I kind of wish the day would come when humanity meets the Turians, then the Salarians and Asari.  Because I get the impression that until there’s something so radically different for people to become prejudice towards, like aliens, racism will never go away.

The photographed vanity plate on the Ford Explorer pictured says “BLKNPRD.”  Black and Proud.  In an ironic way, it’s actually amusing to me that the driver side brake light is also busted, and being held in place with packing tape.

But no matter, this is the kind of vanity tag that exists all over Atlanta, at any given time.  I’ve seen plates or bumper stickers that allude to one, being black, and any variety of being successful, rich, debonair, female, or some sort of leader or revolutionary.  What I’m curious about is that if we live in such a supposed progressive and tolerant society, why is it so imperative to indicate their ethnicity?

It doesn’t really matter, because we all really know the answer to the question.  But the fact is, no other race could really get away with the way the black community does.  White people have it the worst; imagine seeing WHYTNPRD on a vanity tag?  That car would be on blocks and destroyed for being supremacist within 24 hours of putting the tag on the car.  If I put AZNPWR on a car, I’d be labeled a racist and likely laughed at, well before the car would ultimately be vandalized in discrimination.  But BLKs put BLK all over their tags, ironically pointing themselves out, and nobody seems to bat an eye.

Except for me.  They’re racist too.

Why The Rock has already lost at Wrestlemania XXVIII

I’m actually looking forward to Wrestlemania again this year.  Since it’s not in Atlanta and I won’t be attending, nor will I be having guests over for it, I’ll be going back to the traditional arrangement of flying up to Virginia to watch it with all of my close friends together, like we had done so for every year since 1999 (with a few exceptions).  The funny thing is that the match listing for the show as a whole seems kind of weak overall, but I guess it doesn’t really need to be that strong, because there are two matches in that are heavily carrying the entire show, and those happen to be the two matches that pretty much I’d assume most people actually give a shit about.  One of them happens to be the year-in-the-making John Cena versus The Rock match.

It seems cliché to simply say I’m looking forward to one of the matches that has been built up the most over the last year, but from several different standpoints from both a pro wrestling fan as well as my mark-ish tendencies make this match appealing to me, above all other matches.  The last year has been filled with entertaining promos and a slow build, and in the last few months, has been essentially nothing but a trading of verbal barbs and mind games heading up to WM.  And as much as today’s fans instantly gravitate towards The Rock for being the nostalgic favorite, or for no other reason that he’s simply not John Cena, I have to say that I’m enjoying John Cena’s promos, way more than The Rock’s.  The Rock’s delivery is still the most electrifying there is, but his words are simply, still from 1999.  Cena’s the one looking like the scholarly verbal vanguard with his more conversational approach, and it simply is more appealing to me.

I fancy myself somewhat of a good predictor when it comes to wrestling matches; as pre-determined as they may all be, we, the people at home are still unaware to what the outcomes of the matches are going to be until they happen.  The Rock/Cena match has several aspects that make me think it’s a shoe-in, slam-dunk easy prediction to make, but throughout the last few years, especially with the ever-advancing of the internet and social media, there’s like a gamesmanship between the WWE and the fans, where the WWE has been known to simply throw curveballs for almost no reason other than to disprove smarty-pants fans like myself.  With the fourth wall having not only been knocked down, crumbled, and recycled into terra cotta pots with ferns in them now, it’s harder than ever to predict some matches, due to the invasive, personal, and “real” nature some of the storylines get into these days.  Needless to say, I have a prediction for what the outcome of Rock/Cena will be, but it’s not as confident as it may have been a few years ago.

But for what it’s worth, I still think that John Cena will beat The Rock, and I’d have to say my certainty stands at around 55%.

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Photos: Carolyn & Joe’s Wedding

One by one, I watch as my closest friends all get married while I haven’t had a substantial date in over a  year now.  Que sera, sera.

No matter.  It was a joyous occasion that I got to enjoy the dubious honor of being a groomsman to the wedding of two of my closest friends, having known the bride since the seventh grade, and the groom since the eighth.  Unlike the popular notion that weddings are a drag and that they’re all boring and superficial, on the contrary, I happen to like them very much, even more so if those getting married are my own friends.  It’s always fun to see friends and acquaintances dressed to the nines, and the festive atmosphere which leads to people often putting on their best behavior.  A little bit of class doesn’t hurt nobody, on occasion.

Aside from the ceremony and reception, it was a fun time catching up with a lot of old faces; some of them also other high school chums and one now-professional wrestler.  It was also nice to meet a few new faces and try my best to be charming.  The open bar was a fantastic touch, and I lost track of just how many Yuenglings vanished in my glass.  Oh, and I caught yet another garter; thankfully the girl who caught the bouquet was more than a good sport about playing through a campy tradition than the last time I caught a garter.

My best wishes, always, moving forward to my good friends Carolyn and Joe.  To more comics, more late nights chatting the AM hours away, more weeks talking graphics, radio, careers and the best and worst of life.

And now, the litany of pictures that I took throughout the evening.  Mostly catching people texting or checking NCAA scores, Twitter or Facebook all through the reception.  lols’

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A periodical reminder to myself

It’s not that like I really want to keep a mentality that I think I’m better than everyone else around me, but I certainly do believe that in order for me to not lose my mind or get overly stressed out, I simply need to have lower expectations for well, pretty much everyone.  On a daily basis, I feel a sense of disappointment, aggravation and/or dumbfounded-ness by the actions and behavior of  random people of the world.

I think that if I take the metaphoric bar, and significantly drop it about fifty feet, I won’t so often put myself in a situation where I should feel so down on the world, because that’s simply what should be expected.

Everyone is to be assumed stupid until proven otherwise.  It’s more like a mantra than a self-reminder, I guess.

If everybody cheats, is it really sexy anymore?

It’s my opinion that today, we live in an era of antagonism.  There are people out there that take pride in being an asshole and make conscious efforts to make life more difficult for their fellow human beings, be it by deliberately being contrarian, intentionally acting in manners that makes a situation difficult for another, or to go on the internet with no purpose but to grief, troll, and pick fights and antagonize others, under the safe veil of anonymity.

I think we live in a time where overall positively-connotative morals are at an all-time low, and because it’s been like such for so long, there’s a manner of acceptance of it in lots of cases.  Some choose to laugh it off, others shake their heads at the state of our jaded society.  Personally, I think I do a little of both; sometimes it’s funny, but sometimes, I just feel like I have no faith in humanity.

I read this article in Equire, about why people cheat on their spouses or significant others, and that the tone of the overall article is pretty much sympathetic and accepting of adulterous behavior.  Keep in mind that the author of such an article is of your typical New York-residing liberal pseudo-feminist whose apparently also written a book simply titled after female canines and/or irrationally tempered women.  But the following quote stood out to me:

More than I believe in the sanctity of union and promise, I believe that everybody cheats. If you have not cheated yet, it’s because you are still too grateful to be secure, or you have not yet had the opportunity, or the right color of red hair has not come along and sat down at the bar on a Tuesday when the jukebox was playing Leonard Cohen and your Manhattan tasted like the future.

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