Ok, maybe not but this guy's knack for capturing upper middle class white society is uncanny

http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.wordpress.com/

Prior to engaging in divorce, most white people train for it by engaging in a series of long term relationships that end very poorly. At some point, you will likely encounter a white person who is in the middle of a difficult breakup with a boyfriend or girlfriend.

The suffering of heartbreak is universal, but it is important to be aware that white people thrive during these trying times. If you play your cards right, you can parlay these moments into future favors and valuable trust.

The majority of white person art is created after a difficult breakup; films, indie music, and poetry are all kicked into high production during the end of a relationship. This helps train white people to prepare for the pain that is coming.

Once breakup proceedings have been initiated, a white person is immediately thrust into the center of attention in their circle of friends. During this time, they are permitted to talk at great lengths about themselves, listen to The Smiths, and get free dinners from friends who think “they shouldn’t be alone right now.”

It is imperative that you do not attempt to kick them out of their misery by saying things like “get over it,” “there are other people out there,” or “I don’t want to read your poem.” Implying that there things in the world more important to you than their breakup is considered one of the rudest actions possible.

If you are lucky enough to speak a second language, the best thing you can do for a white person in this situation is to give them an expression in that language that relates to breaking up. This will make them feel better since they are comforted by the gesture and happy to be learning a new sentence that they can reuse to with their friends.

I can run, but I can't hide.

Ok, maybe not but this guy's knack for capturing upper middle class white society is uncanny

http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.wordpress.com/

Prior to engaging in divorce, most white people train for it by engaging in a series of long term relationships that end very poorly. At some point, you will likely encounter a white person who is in the middle of a difficult breakup with a boyfriend or girlfriend.

The suffering of heartbreak is universal, but it is important to be aware that white people thrive during these trying times. If you play your cards right, you can parlay these moments into future favors and valuable trust.

The majority of white person art is created after a difficult breakup; films, indie music, and poetry are all kicked into high production during the end of a relationship. This helps train white people to prepare for the pain that is coming.

Once breakup proceedings have been initiated, a white person is immediately thrust into the center of attention in their circle of friends. During this time, they are permitted to talk at great lengths about themselves, listen to The Smiths, and get free dinners from friends who think “they shouldn’t be alone right now.”

It is imperative that you do not attempt to kick them out of their misery by saying things like “get over it,” “there are other people out there,” or “I don’t want to read your poem.” Implying that there things in the world more important to you than their breakup is considered one of the rudest actions possible.

If you are lucky enough to speak a second language, the best thing you can do for a white person in this situation is to give them an expression in that language that relates to breaking up. This will make them feel better since they are comforted by the gesture and happy to be learning a new sentence that they can reuse to with their friends.

Interesting, guess I wasn't middle class white at the end of my first marriage, granted my productivity went up, but I lost 95% of my friends (my ex husband remaining one of them) and was alone a great deal of the time; I do think my first husband's experience was similar to this in regards to social life, but there was no creativity at all. (then again, he was the classic blue collar worker, come to think of it, so was I, so why am I writing? post or cancel? )

ps. funny site

This is pretty funny stuff, I've skimmed a few of the posts and I have to say that the part about ethnic restaurants is pretty damn accurate.

But my friends aren't giving me the white-person-divorce treatment as outlined here - why isn't anyone indulging my moodiness and cooking me casseroles?


Once breakup proceedings have been initiated, a white person is immediately thrust into the center of attention in their circle of friends. During this time, they are permitted to talk at great lengths about themselves, listen to The Smiths, and get free dinners from friends who think “they shouldn’t be alone right now.”

My peeps are leaving me alone in my funk and telling me to call them when I get over myself and quit whining. Tough love, man :)

And while I'll admit I may have a Smiths CD tucked away somewhere, I seem to be on an Etta James kick as far as my breakup music. I just don't quite fit in anywhere. Story of my life :P

Nice find. The comments are damn near as good as the OP, oh, the squirming! If those from the 'Recycling" post are representative there's a pile of gold here.

And while I'll admit I may have a Smiths CD tucked away somewhere, I seem to be on an Etta James kick as far as my breakup music. I just don't quite fit in anywhere. Story of my life :P

Much better than my music when my first marriage dissolved it was Melissa Etheridge's first album, what torch songs! :oops:

And while I'll admit I may have a Smiths CD tucked away somewhere, I seem to be on an Etta James kick as far as my breakup music. I just don't quite fit in anywhere. Story of my life :P

You needn't dump someone to love Etta. Her albums Time After Time (1994) and Mystery Lady: Songs of Billie Holiday (1995) are fantastic. Though, come to think of it, I dumped my wife in 1995, heh.

Tons of simple truths there.

Here's one:

Over the years, white people have gone through a number of official cars. In the 1980s it was the Saab and the Volvo. By the 1990s it was the Volkswagen Jetta or a Subaru 4WD stastion wagon. But these days, there is only one car for white people. One car that defines all that they love: the Toyota Prius.

The Prius might be the most perfect white product ever. It’s expensive, gives the idea that you are helping the environment, and requires no commitment/changes other than money.

The Toyota Prius gets 45 miles per gallon. That’s right, you can drive 45 miles and burn only one gallon of gasoline. So somehow, through marketing or perception, the Prius lets people think that driving their car is GOOD for the environment.

It’s a pretty sweet deal for white people. You can buy a car, continue to drive to work and Barak Obama rallies and feel like you are helping the environment!

Some white people decide to pull the ultimate move. Prius, Apple Sticker on the back, iPod rocking, and Democratic Candidate bumper sticker. Unstoppable!

There are a few ways you can use this to your advantage. If you are carpooling to an event or party you can always say “can we take your Prius? my car doesn’t get good mileage and I feel guilty driving it.” And bam! Free ride!

Also, if you see a white person in a Prius you can say “wow, that’s great to see that you’re doing something for the earth.” The white person will feel very good about themselves and offer to drive you home, to Ikea, or drop you off at 80s night.

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Tons of simple truths there.

Here's one:

Over the years, white people have gone through a number of official cars. In the 1980s it was the Saab and the Volvo. By the 1990s it was the Volkswagen Jetta or a Subaru 4WD stastion wagon. But these days, there is only one car for white people. One car that defines all that they love: the Toyota Prius.

The Prius might be the most perfect white product ever. It’s expensive, gives the idea that you are helping the environment, and requires no commitment/changes other than money.

The Toyota Prius gets 45 miles per gallon. That’s right, you can drive 45 miles and burn only one gallon of gasoline. So somehow, through marketing or perception, the Prius lets people think that driving their car is GOOD for the environment.

It’s a pretty sweet deal for white people. You can buy a car, continue to drive to work and Barak Obama rallies and feel like you are helping the environment!

Some white people decide to pull the ultimate move. Prius, Apple Sticker on the back, iPod rocking, and Democratic Candidate bumper sticker. Unstoppable!

There are a few ways you can use this to your advantage. If you are carpooling to an event or party you can always say “can we take your Prius? my car doesn’t get good mileage and I feel guilty driving it.” And bam! Free ride!

Also, if you see a white person in a Prius you can say “wow, that’s great to see that you’re doing something for the earth.” The white person will feel very good about themselves and offer to drive you home, to Ikea, or drop you off at 80s night.

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Some are better than others and some do only describe hipsters. But the ones about living by the water, home renovation, and furniture are across-the-board truisms.

My sister drives a Prius.

Her license plate says "GDCLNFN"

Meh.

edit: and the more I read on that site the more I LOLOLOL. Not just the overused internet acronym kind of LOL, but real Laugh Out Loud. omg.

If you find yourself invited to a concert with a white person, do NOT expect to dance. Prepare yourself for three hours of standing reasonably still. It is also advised to get a beer or (if legal) a cigarette so you have something to do with your hands. Although it is acceptable to occasionally raise one hand and point just above the stage.

Note: the addition of the drug ecstasy changes everything.[/i]

My sister drives a Prius.

Her license plate says "GDCLNFN"

Meh.

edit: and the more I read on that site the more I LOLOLOL. Not just the overused internet acronym kind of LOL, but real Laugh Out Loud. omg.

If you find yourself invited to a concert with a white person, do NOT expect to dance. Prepare yourself for three hours of standing reasonably still. It is also advised to get a beer or (if legal) a cigarette so you have something to do with your hands. Although it is acceptable to occasionally raise one hand and point just above the stage.

Note: the addition of the drug ecstasy changes everything.[/i]

What is this shit about shows not even having seating, anyway? Only just encountered this practice in the last decade,always in Ashville NC. Cut us old fucks some slack! I might only attend one show a year and these old hippie joints where they line ya up in folding chairs or pews are bad enough, but that sucks. Sure miss the days when you could sit at a little table with a drink and ashtray and mebbe a snack and groove to a hot trio or Muddy Waters. That was the best.

My sister drives a Prius.

Her license plate says "GDCLNFN"

Meh.

edit: and the more I read on that site the more I LOLOLOL. Not just the overused internet acronym kind of LOL, but real Laugh Out Loud. omg.

If you find yourself invited to a concert with a white person, do NOT expect to dance. Prepare yourself for three hours of standing reasonably still. It is also advised to get a beer or (if legal) a cigarette so you have something to do with your hands. Although it is acceptable to occasionally raise one hand and point just above the stage.

Note: the addition of the drug ecstasy changes everything.[/i]

What is this shit about shows not even having seating, anyway? Only just encountered this practice in the last decade,always in Ashville NC. Cut us old fucks some slack! I might only attend one show a year and these old hippie joints where they line ya up in folding chairs or pews are bad enough, but that sucks. Sure miss the days when you could sit at a little table with a drink and ashtray and mebbe a snack and groove to a hot trio or Muddy Waters. That was the best.

I have bad feet which relegates me to the old people at the back at punk rock shows.

You guys probably don't want to hear about the time a couple of years ago that an old farmer and I went to an Annie DiFranco concert...

Hardly anyone was wearing John Deere caps...

I thought that this excerpt would fit quite nicely on the DU "Plastic bags, or humans - as liberals, which should be more important to us?" threads. It is coming down about 10-1 in favor of bags.

Recycling

Recycling is a part of a larger theme of stuff white people like: saving the earth without having to do that much.

Recycling is fantastic! You can still buy all the stuff you like (bottled water, beer, wine, organic iced tea, and cans of all varieties) and then when you’re done you just put it in a DIFFERENT bin than where you would throw your other garbage. And boom! Environment saved! Everyone feels great, it’s so easy!

This is important because all white feel guilty about producing waste. It doesn’t stop them from doing it, but they feel guilty about it. Deep down, they believe they should be like the Native Americans and use every part of the product or beast they have consumed. Though for many white people, this simply means putting plastic bags into a special drawer where they will accumulate until they are eventually used to carry some gym clothes or bathing suit. Ultimately this drawer will get full and only be emptied when the person moves to a new house. Advanced white recyclers will uses these grocery bags as garbage bags.

And while I'll admit I may have a Smiths CD tucked away somewhere, I seem to be on an Etta James kick as far as my breakup music. I just don't quite fit in anywhere. Story of my life :P

You needn't dump someone to love Etta. Her albums Time After Time (1994) and Mystery Lady: Songs of Billie Holiday (1995) are fantastic. Though, come to think of it, I dumped my wife in 1995, heh.

I've got Tell Mama. I think part of the appeal is that after listening to certain songs I realize how much worse it coulda been and that makes me feel better. For example "He beats on me, he cheats on me, he's mean to me...but I'm gonna take it *take it - take it* Take what he's got..." Sheeee-it. Mistermonkey was kinda mean at times but he never beat on me and if he cheated on me I never found out.

I also like the lyric about how the same rope that pulls you up can hang ya. Something about that is appropriate for him.

I should branch out and get more of her albums - I haven't heard much of her more recent stuff, just the old school... She's fucking great.

the entry about Arrested Development was life-affirming to me. I never watched the show or anything, but from just the scant few previews I'd seen I knew it was nothing I was interested in. Same with the Office. But literally EVERYONE raves about those shows to the point where I figured it was probably some personal defect that made me not "get it".

the entry about Arrested Development was life-affirming to me. I never watched the show or anything, but from just the scant few previews I'd seen I knew it was nothing I was interested in. Same with the Office. But literally EVERYONE raves about those shows to the point where I figured it was probably some personal defect that made me not "get it".

I think that show is pretty funny - I discovered it in reruns.

I'll admit to a few others on the list that I like:
--Expensive sandwiches (see: http://www.zingermansdeli.com/content/pages/menu.php )
--Farmer's markets (conveniently located by Zingerman's)
--Grocery co-op (see vicinity of Zingerman's and farmer's market, lololol)
--The song "Bust A Move". No shame in that one. Great bass line courtesy of Flea and I love to shake my booty. Plus I know every last word of that song. So there. If you play it, I will dance and sing. And get unwanted attention from overgrown frat boys who I will kick in the shins if they try to freak on me or touch me in any way
--Dogs. Just getting mentally prepared to get one this Spring now that Quagmire is gone.
--Microbrews
--Marijuana
--Being Outside
--Tea. Green tea and herb tea mostly.
--Herbs as remedies/medicine (see also tea)
--Traveling (with or without a purpose)
--Nonprofits. I'll give em this one even though the blog entry about it was half-assed. But I work for a nonprofit and I love my job. I'm not deluded about it though - as a workplace it's awesome, as a cure for the world's ills it's a band-aid on a gaping wound.
--Netflix. In fact I recently bumped myself up to 4 discs at a time to fulfill my recently discovered love for workout DVDs. Yeah, that's right. I work out at home to cheesy DVDs. Make fun of me all you want but I've lost 7 lbs in the last month and I can almost fit into my pants again. I'm in confessional mode apparently, this is fun.

Now I'll try to redeem myself by pointing out a few things on the list I can't stand:

---Fancy breakfast places. Give me a greasy diner where you order by number. If I go out for breakfast/brunch I want sausage gravy and biscuits, hash browns, etc. And I want it to be cheap enough that I can give the waitress a 100% tip and still spend only $10.
--Kitchen gadgets. Fuck em. A couple good knives and an iron skillet is all you need. (I will admit to having a blender which is used to make the occasional smoothie - hey, they should do an entry on smoothies - that's gotta be a white-person thing).
--'Awareness' - I watched a college girl's head explode when I asked her what an arena full of people "Standing Up Against Hunger" would do to help hungry people. I wonder if she's recovered? She never called me at work to invite my nonprofit to the event like she said she would, he he he he.
--Japanese food and other japanese stuff. Don't like seaweed, not thrilled with the flavors. I like fish, ginger and miso generally but that's about it. I never go out for sushi or to fusion restaurants.
--Vintage - sorry, I get my clothes used cuz they're cheap/free. If that makes them vintage so be it.
--Renovations - I just want my electricity and plumbing to work..everything takes forever to drain and the only rooms with 3-prong outlets are the bathroom and kitchen. Not good. Maybe some insulation in my thin walls cuz it's fucking cold out. Is that too much to ask?
--Standing still at concerts. I couldn't do it if I tried. I can't even sit still when there's a crappy song in my head.

BWHAHAHA!!

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BWHAHAHA!!

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Before I go over there: reverse racism? Stereotyping being the product of small minds? Describes people who don't really exist?

Zingerman's! I hadn't thought about them in a long time.

BWHAHAHA!!

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Didja have to start with Whole Foods and Recycling? Couldn't ya break em in a little bit? :D

BWHAHAHA!!

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Didja have to start with Whole Foods and Recycling? Couldn't ya break em in a little bit? :D

It was funny how I just daintily put that up early in the AM and immediately some idiot PhilipCentaur gives a one-line spitting invective.

I'd like to claim I'm innocent but of course I can't.


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the entry about Arrested Development was life-affirming to me. I never watched the show or anything, but from just the scant few previews I'd seen I knew it was nothing I was interested in. Same with the Office. But literally EVERYONE raves about those shows to the point where I figured it was probably some personal defect that made me not "get it".

I think that show is pretty funny - I discovered it in reruns.

I'll admit to a few others on the list that I like:
--Expensive sandwiches (see: http://www.zingermansdeli.com/content/pages/menu.php )
--Farmer's markets (conveniently located by Zingerman's)
--Grocery co-op (see vicinity of Zingerman's and farmer's market, lololol)
--The song "Bust A Move". No shame in that one. Great bass line courtesy of Flea and I love to shake my booty. Plus I know every last word of that song. So there. If you play it, I will dance and sing. And get unwanted attention from overgrown frat boys who I will kick in the shins if they try to freak on me or touch me in any way
--Dogs. Just getting mentally prepared to get one this Spring now that Quagmire is gone.
--Microbrews
--Marijuana
--Being Outside
--Tea. Green tea and herb tea mostly.
--Herbs as remedies/medicine (see also tea)
--Traveling (with or without a purpose)
--Nonprofits. I'll give em this one even though the blog entry about it was half-assed. But I work for a nonprofit and I love my job. I'm not deluded about it though - as a workplace it's awesome, as a cure for the world's ills it's a band-aid on a gaping wound.
--Netflix. In fact I recently bumped myself up to 4 discs at a time to fulfill my recently discovered love for workout DVDs. Yeah, that's right. I work out at home to cheesy DVDs. Make fun of me all you want but I've lost 7 lbs in the last month and I can almost fit into my pants again. I'm in confessional mode apparently, this is fun.

Now I'll try to redeem myself by pointing out a few things on the list I can't stand:

---Fancy breakfast places. Give me a greasy diner where you order by number. If I go out for breakfast/brunch I want sausage gravy and biscuits, hash browns, etc. And I want it to be cheap enough that I can give the waitress a 100% tip and still spend only $10.
--Kitchen gadgets. Fuck em. A couple good knives and an iron skillet is all you need. (I will admit to having a blender which is used to make the occasional smoothie - hey, they should do an entry on smoothies - that's gotta be a white-person thing).
--'Awareness' - I watched a college girl's head explode when I asked her what an arena full of people "Standing Up Against Hunger" would do to help hungry people. I wonder if she's recovered? She never called me at work to invite my nonprofit to the event like she said she would, he he he he.
--Japanese food and other japanese stuff. Don't like seaweed, not thrilled with the flavors. I like fish, ginger and miso generally but that's about it. I never go out for sushi or to fusion restaurants.
--Vintage - sorry, I get my clothes used cuz they're cheap/free. If that makes them vintage so be it.
--Renovations - I just want my electricity and plumbing to work..everything takes forever to drain and the only rooms with 3-prong outlets are the bathroom and kitchen. Not good. Maybe some insulation in my thin walls cuz it's fucking cold out. Is that too much to ask?
--Standing still at concerts. I couldn't do it if I tried. I can't even sit still when there's a crappy song in my head.

Omg, I'm white. Yeah, I took a few on the chin, too. Living where I do and how I do a lot of those yuppie options are thankfully not available, some stuff I've never heard of or might have enocuntered travelling(Whole Foods was like another planet, esp. the people). But I do like to cook, it's as close as I can get to art( other than herp hunting), and I like variety(the ol hunter-gather in me), so I find myself with some fancy pans and knives that my sweetie gives me for gifts. But I work with what I can get from BiLo and Food Lion, no co-opts or Whole Foods 'round here, and fuck the upper scale stores, too far anyway. So if any of ya'll find yourselves in this neck of the woods I'll hook ya up with some Gascon beef stew(lots o' cheap red wine) or if it's warm and I've been in the Low Counrty herping, some genuine bastardized B'more crab soup, I use kielbasa!

Cook books? The Joy of Cooking is all ya need.

Oh, yeah, beer. I've become somewhat of a beer snob over the decades. Gods know I've sucked down an ocean of Old German, Horlackers, PBR, etc, but I just can't palate it any more. There is no excuse for sorry beer but capitalism.

Finally, this white boy can't dance for love or money, a terrible affliction, it's a wonder I ever got laid.

Finally, this white boy can't dance for love or money, a terrible affliction, it's a wonder I ever got laid.

Dude, where I come from the never-ending quest to get laid is called herp-hunting..

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"Music is very important to white people. It truly is the soundtrack to their lives, meaning that white people are constantly thinking about what songs would be on the soundtrack for the biopic. The problem is that most of the music that white people like isn’t really dance-friendly. More often the songs are about pain, or love, or breaking up with someone, or not being able to date someone, or death."

I can run, but I can't hide.



What's this with a blog of yours. It it a secret or a suburban legend?

How white is clogging? About as white as you can get. Or those bell choirs?

But here's the ultimate in whiteness -

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Rock "neuro-psychologist" Oystein Aarseth


One of the trademarks of Mayhem and other Norwegian Black Metal groups is the wearing of "corpsepaint," which is black and white makeup designed to create a morbid appearance. Aarseth operated an occultic bookstore/record shop in Oslo that was very influential upon young people. It was called "Helvete," which is the Norse word for Hell. The vocalist for Mayhem, Per Yngve Ohlin (whose alias was "Dead"), blew his brains out (literally) in April 1991 with a shotgun. His body was found by Oystein Aarseth. Before the police arrived, Aarseth took pictures of Ohlinâs shattered body and collected pieces of his brain and skull. Describing the death of his fellow band member, Aarseth replied with complete lack of concern, "Yeah, Dead killed himself." Aarseth made necklaces with the skull pieces and cooked some of the brain and "ate it so he could claim himself to be a cannibal" (Michael Moynihan, Lords of Chaos, p. 59). Ohlin had once stabbed Aarseth with a knife. Ohlin also hated cats and tried to cut them with knives. Ohlin, who saw himself "as a creature from another world," had an obsession with snuff films that depict real deaths by horrible torture.

Death Metal in Scandinavia has been connected with the burning of many churches. Since 1992 there have been at least 45 to 60 church fires, near-fires, and attempted arson attacks in Norway alone. Roughly a third have a documented connection to the Black Metal scene (Lords of Chaos, p. 79). In every case that has been solved, the Kripos (Norwegian national investigation department) found that the arsonists were Black Metal "Satanists." A fire fighter was killed while battling one of the blazes. Black Metal rocker Varg Vikernes (1973- ), who is strongly suspected of setting the first fire in 1992, of an ancient church building in Fantoft, Norway, is in prison for 21 years for the murder of Oystein Aarseth and for setting other church fires. There were roughly a dozen church fires in Germany from late 1993 to early 1997. Most have a proven link to Black Metal and Satanism.
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Finally, this white boy can't dance for love or money, a terrible affliction, it's a wonder I ever got laid.

Dude, where I come from the never-ending quest to get laid is called herp-hunting..

Back in the day me and the boys had our reptile compound, the Md Center for Herpetological Research & Education(wasn't that grand?not my idea), when herpes hit the popular radar you wouldn't believe the phone calls...people would get pissed, thought we were stonewalling them.

Back in the day me and the boys had our reptile compound, the Md Center for Herpetological Research & Education(wasn't that grand?not my idea), when herpes hit the popular radar you wouldn't believe the phone calls...people would get pissed, thought we were stonewalling them.

That is a riot.

Not too surprising, the folks in the DU Lounge don't have their heads as far up their asses as the pretentious dweebs at RI. At least they can laugh at themselves, though introspection seems lacking.

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Finally, this white boy can't dance for love or money, a terrible affliction, it's a wonder I ever got laid.

Dude, where I come from the never-ending quest to get laid is called herp-hunting..

Back in the day me and the boys had our reptile compound, the Md Center for Herpetological Research & Education(wasn't that grand?not my idea), when herpes hit the popular radar you wouldn't believe the phone calls...people would get pissed, thought we were stonewalling them.

It was a prank call..really..;)

BWHAHAHA!!

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Didja have to start with Whole Foods and Recycling? Couldn't ya break em in a little bit? :D

It was funny how I just daintily put that up early in the AM and immediately some idiot PhilipCentaur gives a one-line spitting invective.

I'd like to claim I'm innocent but of course I can't.


Wow... "Self-hate". This guy is two inches short of calling you a "race-traitor". He must think that being white is some sorta biological or ethnic thing (where exactly on the planet are "whites" from?). In truth its a social club, closer to being in the Elks or the Shriners. And it ain't no lifetime membership either, no matter what they say. People quit all the time.

"You're from Philly and you make fun of the Mummers? That is some serious 'self-hate'".

http://mediaroom.visitpa.com/files/hi_mummers_parade_full.jpg

"You're from Philly and you admit it? That is some serious 'self-hate'".

fixed