August 8th, 2008


I trace my ancestry back to Africa

Hey, it's International Blog Against Racism Week (ibarw)

I really don't have that much to say. It's quite simple. All the world needs is really to just follow the advice of Wyld Stallyns:
Party on, dudes, and be excellent to each other.

What the world really doesn't need is mass quantities of sociological gobbledygook like intersectionality, or wallowing in fetishistic anti-racism, where white people must be terribly careful not to agree too strongly with the POC, since that is a symptom of wanting your white guilt kissed away and forgiven (of course, disagreeing with POC is almost unthinkable). I dunno what all these anti-racist activists do with their activism, but that community is a wankfest.

More Wyld Stallyns, less wank. That's all I ask, people.
glycerol and oleic acid


Ghetto gas at Centinela and La Brea: $3.99

(I confess I payed $4.19 in tony Westchester, since that gas station (unlike most ghetto gas) has squeegees for the window (and, sadly, it is crow season (they crap, like, entire voles) at Casa Essentialsaltes).