"You Know Where That Came From, Right?" -_-

You know what I'm tired of hearing about? Planking and its origins.

"Y'all are stupid for participating in this because it came from slavery. That's how slave masters used to store slaves on the slave ships..."

The operative words here are USED TO. When was the last time you've been stacked on a slave ship?

Exactly.

It's nice that you're educated, knowing your history and all, but planking is just a dumb game meant for entertainment. Being angry about it probably won't change it anytime soon. If you don't believe me, let's look at the origins of some other things we haven't stopped doing yet:

SAGGING
Most of us know that sagging was derived from prisons, where belts are prohibited. And I personally haven't heard anyone say "I used to sag, but I stopped when I found out where it came from." Hip hop has made it cool, and those who are highly impressionable are sure to follow suit. People who have never even BEEN to prison before are steadily testing the limits with sagging by wearing them around their thighs, knees, and ankles. The only thing that can ALMOST stop this: da law.

Here's an even better example:

HOLIDAY PARTYING
The first thing people wanna do on a holiday is get full and "wasted", which usually leads to fighting and such.

"You know where that came from, right?"

According to Frederick Douglass in his life narrative, slaveholders generally encouraged slaves to get drunk and fight on holidays as a way to keep them enslaved. It was a way to put in their minds "If we can live this good as slaves, we don't really need to be free."

And no one's upset about this?? Such selective judgment!

 

"I Just Wanna Be Friends" REALLY Means...

Not to sound conceited or anything, but I get approached by bunches of men who just "wanna be friends" or just "wanna get to know me better"... Then after having a conversation with them, it's clear(er) to me what they're after. So why not just cut the bull??

Today has to be the most memorable case of said type of man. I was getting on the bus (where my wildest antics occur), and passed by a guy who started staring at me (and by the way, he had gold front teeth with designs on them... I seriously thought those were out of style...). As I passed by, he asked if I could stop and talk to him. I declined--my philosophy is that I shouldn't have to stop for YOU to give YOU what YOU want. YOU should be doing all the work. If a man ever says "Come here!" or shouts to a woman from afar, then the person is SOOO not worth the time... but I digress.

I sat in my usual seat on the bus, and he came and sat behind me. He gave the usual spiel:

I just wanna be friends...
-Go be friends with that guy...

you need to get to know me...
-I NEED to??

I'm really a nice guy...
-I'm sure you are, but...

you cute...
-I know. I hear that all the time...

I could use a friend like you...
-bladdy bladdy blah... 

I'm sitting there, nodding my head, smiling to be polite and whatnot. Then he asked me my info:

"I'm Kacie. I'm 18 [<--shoulda said 17, but it doesn't matter since he thought I was FREAKIN 23!!! >_<]. I'm from West Mobile. Went to Davidson. I HAVE A BOYFRIEND! [I'll let you all figure out the truth.]"

I usually don't have to say much more about myself. I may lie about my interests and some other stuff, but that's about it. I'll let him do all the talking. And this guy did just that...

This guy (who, remember, JUST WANTS TO BE MY FRIEND), proceeded to tell me that a girl in school really turns him on. He wants a girl that's doing something with her life.... WOW... contradictions are so fun!! Here's some more:

"I know you told me you had a boyfriend. I'm not tryna break up yo lil happy home or whatever, but I just wanna take you out on a date to the movies or somethin. I'll treat you real good. I'll do more for you than he will... I don't know what he do for you, but I bet I can do more. I'll buy you a car. I'll take you to get yo nails done... you can put some lil designs on em, you'll look good in em foreal.

*awkward pause*

I ain't runnin game on you or nothin. I'm not that typa dude. But you got a real cute smile. You don't look yo age at all. You so sexy. You don't know what I'll do to you. I'll give you a real good massage, all over... I'll put you to sleep. *pause* You look like a good girl. *pause* You ever had alcohol before? [<---foo, didn't I just tell you I was 18????]

*pause*

You so sexy, foreal though. Where you get yo shape from: yo mama, or yo gramma? You so thick. You eat a lot of chicken? That's what it is, that's where you get yo shape from. *pause* Am I scarin you, talkin like this? [Nah bruh, I'm just hopin we don't have the same stop...]

*pause*

Yeah, but I'm a good dude doe... OH! Did I tell you I was in jail? Yeah I was down for bout a year. Cops caught me wit too much dope [like any small amount of it is legal here...] Then they busted me again for violatin my probation. But I'm tryna get right. I really am a good dude.

*turns to talk to the guy behind him*

Yeah, bruh... n*ggas dyin everyday. That's why I keep this lil .22 on me at all times *flashes gun*. If a n*gga take my life, imma take his [<--- he seriously said that!!]"

My stop finally came after an eternity. He saw me about to get off and asked me for my number. Routinely, I responded "If I see you again, I'll think about it." Then he tried to ramble off his number real quick before I got off. I told him I wasn't gonna remember it.

This is the kind of stuff I hear regularly. If I didn't have a boyfriend (whom I love very much) NONE of these dudes would have a chance. Even if we were really only going to be friends...