The Last Push, Nigga

Sup everyone?  Whether you’re reading this because you keep up with my writing, just bored from being on winter break, taking a break from finals, or because you finally want to see why this keeps popping up on ya newsfeed, thank you for reading.  My apologizes in advance because I’m in the mood to write, but I’m gonna write in my own informal way for this particular blog.  Why?  Because I’m doing my last paper and exam and I’m a little burnt out in trying to sound intelligent when I can quite easily say the same thing in a more relaxed (and often shorter) and natural way.

So yeah, recently I’ve been fuckin up a lot.  A LOT a lot.  The problem is that at least half of it involves things that I kinda don’t have control over.  Well, I do have control over it but I kinda don’t.  Ok, to phrase this better I’ll give you an example.  Take a girl, a guy that is interesting to them, and a guy that isn’t.  If the interesting guy compliments their looks, the girl usually accepts and is relatively happy for the compliment.  However, from what I’ve seen, if the uninteresting guy composes the same compliment and delivered in the same exact way, the girl is usually repulsed even though the intent of the gesture is exactly the same.  To put this scenario into another light, imagine Princess Peach (from mario) being approached in this manner by Beast (from beauty and the beast) and John Smith (from Pocahontas).  If you were Peach, would you react the same way as the aforementioned girl?  Keep in mind that ignoring the person is almost as bad (come on, not acknowledging their existence after a genuine nice gesture without a legitimate reason is you kinda just being an asshole). If you say yes, then your way of thinking doesn’t make sense to me.

Maybe I’m raised differently in the sense that my grandmother and my mother taught me to accept compliments with the goodness of your heart.  To me, if someone is sincerely trying to be nice to you , then being appreciative and thanking them regardless of if they are attractive/interesting/etc. to you just seems like common sense to me.  Reacting in a way synonymously with the mindset of “I don’t want that from you because I don’t see you to be attractive/interesting” is so disgusting that I can’t come up with appropriate words at this point in time to accurately describe the feeling I get from seeing people that receive that response.

Oh, and this doesn’t just pertain to this kind of situation, this translates into many social subtleties that make no sense and makes complete sense once you think about it.  This situation can be put in a classroom setting when an unattractive person and a unattractive nerdy person answer the same amount of questions.  In short, the nerdy person is pretty much more likely to be ostracized than the other person.  Is this because the other is seen as more attractive and intelligent rather than just being intelligent?  Alright fine, I can admit that a person has a right to feel happier towards someone of their preference than someone who doesn’t fit that, but is it necessary to treat that person with less respect?

Are we so hard-wired biologically to procreate with the best we can obtain that our subjectivity displaces and deconstructs the objectivity of everyday situations?  Is it ok to do these things because American society has labeled it as a protected right of a person?  I think it just comes down to respect.  Plain and simply, respect.  Majority of the people that have never been/lived/experienced the ‘hood’ have this preconception of it being the pinnacle of human debauchery.  Many people that live or have lived in the ‘hood’ have a respect for it that, to me, is moderately non-existent in the previously mentioned populace.  Yes, many bad things happen in the ‘hood’, but there you can find something that is lacking tremendously in “upper-levels” of society; respect.  Often, even if one person doesn’t like another person, there is a certain level of respect towards the person.  When this respect is defiled for any reason is usually when altercations ensue via fights, shootings, etc.  Even if people lose a fight, win a fight, settle it in a non-violent way, respect is earned and respected.

Or maybe I have to reiterate this in another way: With the way that niggas use the word nigga on this campus, which is almost more than I say nigga, niggas should just get along with other niggas.  Nigga, you ain’t gotta like the nigga or think a nigga tryna get at you when he/she just givin you a compliment.  Damn, hop off that nigga’s nuts and be easy, ain’t no need to be disrespectful.  And niggas should either equally jump on that other nigga for bein uppity or not jump on the unattractive one just as equally in the classroom situation.  (Haha it’s funny seeing how spell check is tryna correct my use of nigga.)

Of course, these are my views/observations/answers to this situation that I see too often in my environment that I’m currently in.  A’int no one in this world perfect, and I guarantee that if you single, more often than not you be tryna look good in hopes to become taken.  I feel you on that, that’s how animals work and humans are no exception.  As for me, whenever I am tryna look good and I get a compliment, I’ll smile and give a real “Thank You”, even if I don’t know the person or aren’t interested in that person in any way, shape, or form.

Back to the beginning before all of this, I’ve fucked up with some people, but I’m not sure if its because of me or their conceptions of who I am.  And I’m not just talking about compliments, I’m talkin about many different areas that could translate to racism, stereotyping, generalizing, various prejudices, and biases.  Am I the fucked up one?  I would be quick to single out myself, but I’ve been scolded many times for thinking of myself as unintelligent and useless, so I’ll listen to them and actually start considering if the problem is external rather than internal.

Now that I’m done with this little blog break, It’s time for me to dig deep for this last push to complete this take-home test and this 10 page paper.  One last push…..

PNBE

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