otherwised titled “gad I dispise self rightous kids.”
I and a few others were out one tonight for a neighborhood cause and I spotted a gang of cyclists on the corner with bright flashy lights. As it was an auxillary drug dealing corner (not the main drug corner) and our drug dealers do use bikes I suspected they were dealers. But then I noticed the helmets. Drug dealers for one reason or another don’t seem to place great value on personal safety and forgo the whole helmet thing. Nor do dealers bother with other safety equipment like lights or reflective clothing. …or following traffic rules. As the gang broke up and biked down the street one said to my small group “smells like gentrification.” This made one member of my party believe that the gang was the “stop gentrification” taggers casing our hood.
Lovely.
Please don’t give me the “promoting awareness” crap. I think all the parties inovolved are aware.
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You should have replied to the Trustafarian* Hipster:
“Smells like you need a shower!”
*Trustafarian: an exceedingly progressive or liberal individual, often of upper-income or Trust Fund background who fiegns poverty and champions the plight of groups not his own (and outside his understanding), most often denigrating those who own property or choose to live in comfort, even though he was comfortably raised such an environment.
I don’t really understand what the fuss is all about. Why can’t rich people (while probably white, I don’t “see color”) just go ahead and take the city back. I mean, we get it. Money talks, bullcrap walks and we’ve long since passed the tipping point. It’s like a hurricane hit DC too, only in DC it was/is a Katrina made of money. I mean, just get ‘er done already and stop with all the hoohah. White, rich people win. Pretty soon there won’t even be any black people left in DC. There’ll be CakeLove and Creme and that’s it.
Still debating if I’m going to delete this anon comment as nothing bugs me more than hostile comments that are orphaned. It is bad enough that something be conceived of venom but then born and left unclaimed and orphaned? Please people. Don’t leave your bastard comments on my blog. Give what you created your name, or at least your initials.