Racism; it's no joke.

I know that this is a serious topic for a lot of people because they’ve dealt with it, or are currently dealing with it. Whether they are racist themselves (the dicks) or whether they are the target of a racist (the dicks). For me, however, racism is all about jokes. Not that I don’t think that racism is a serious thing because I do, however, I think the only way (other than having everybody in the world fuck somebody of another race until everybody is the same mixture of races) to beat racism is to laugh it off. Once you know how to take racism as a joke, it won’t have the same affect and it won’t be the person being racist the satisfaction to know they broke you down. Because that’s all they’re trying to do, they’re trying to hurt you to give them satisfaction so they feel better. If you laugh about it they can’t succeed (they can, however, suck seed).

Anyway, for the last three or four months – possibly even longer – racism has been one of the key factors in my humor. The jokes I make are making fun of racial stereotypes; such as the fact that Mexicans all stand out in front of Home Depot. Or that all black people love fried chicken and watermelon (I happen to know one that doesn’t, or at least he says so – I think he’s lying).

“Want to know how many Mexicans are in your town? Build a Home Depot. Build it and they will come.” – Jake Evans; nigga dats me!

Now, my sense of humor may not be the same as a lot of peoples but I know that at least my friends are on the same page as me. In more than one way… we make jokes about racial stereotypes, or just about racial shit in general. They make fun of me for being a redneck, cross burning, ghost wannabe – I live in Montana, so it’s kind of understandable to assume… just sayin’ – and I make fun of them for various things pertaining to their race. It’s all in good natured fun and none of us get offended, you know why? Because we can laugh about it; none of us are so uptight that we take everything that is said seriously.

Again, I know that not everybody jokes about racism and not everybody is joking when they say something that is racist. But if you can laugh about it – whether the person is being a genuine douchebag or is just kidding. You’ll feel a whole lot better about yourself, rather than feeling upset or affected by what they said. I’ve learned to use this method of laughing shit off for a lot of things (like looking at myself naked, it really helps – trust me).

To sum it all up, don’t be a soft skinned douche – learn to laugh it off. It’ll make you feel better. If you can learn to joke about racism, you can help be the cure for the disease known as racial intolerance. We can get rid of ignorance, one porch monkey joke at a time.

Black guys; please don’t shoot me.
Mexican guys; please don’t stab me.
And both of y’all, please don’t steal my bike.

Whitey out.