“During his presidency, no one ever questioned whether George W. Bush was qualified to attend Yale or Harvard Business School. Yet, he was a C student and an individual with no personal achievements other than his last name. Generations of Bushes had attended Yale, which is why W was admitted. It is assumed that he, like others before him, deserved it. White privilege is normalized in a society where a number of people still believe that an African-American does not deserve to attend an Ivy League school, much less become leader of the free world. Now that [Obama] is president, they must delegitimize him by claiming he is not a citizen, and that he was a bad student.”—
In a country where the conservatives are calling for bootstraps and earning your way in the world, they seem entirely nonplussed by the fact that our last President earned squat. He was born into privilege, but because he was white, that’s fine with the Tea Party.
Since the majority of dance studios are quite content with using the commercial artist’s name to get ahead, I think it has to start with us as the hip-hop dancers and choreographers. Not accepting a term that is not ours to have as of yet. Understanding our deficiencies as…
Must be in a venting mood today. This is a SELF-ish post.
I used to be the type of person that felt like he had to live up to other people’s expectations. I’ve had issues with insecurity, feeling like I’m not good enough or just barely meeting the standard, constantly feeling like I have to prove myself rather then just BE myself. I felt that I needed to either hide or accentuate parts of who I am depending on who was around I’m happy to say that I grew out of that phase. Better late than never I guess.
I’m unapologetic (kind of) for who I am.
I’m flawed, just like everyone else. I’m a big nerd. Cartoons, anime, video games. Yep. I’m very sentimental I have plans that don’t involve dancing (and I’m ok with that). I like to sing. Loud. by myself or with friends I’m comfortable around. I love to laugh. Loud. At corny / offensive /stupid jokes. I love to exercise. I love to eat to cancel out the exercise. I’m analytical, sometimes overly so. As hard as I fought it in the past, I like the thought of having a house, a family, the “american dream” I’ve made mistakes, a lot of them (and continue to do so). I would be nothing without my friends and family.
I like to think of myself as a nice guy. I’m there for people when they need me to bail them out of a dilemma. I’m there if you need a ride to class. I’m there if you need me to pick you up from getting groceries because you can’t walk home with all those bags. Lately I’ve found people mistaking my kindness for weakness, and that I can’t tolerate. No, I’m not perfect, I too have many flaws, but I try hard to be a better person inside and out, and when that gets taken advantage of…. I just lose it. Its funny to think that all the favors you’ve done for people are quickly forgotten at their convenience. They can easily treat you a certain way after you’ve done so much for them. Once they don’t need you they toss you.
So a message to anyone who’s reading. I’m done giving 2nd, 3rd, 4th chances to people. I’m a nice guy… not a bitch.