Sold

I need to figure out some way of monetizing my love of blogging.  I puke up all these words, day in and day out, but it’s not making me any money.  That’s upsetting.

It’s at times like this that I reach for the bold, crunchy flavor of a Doritos Brand Tortilla Chip.  The numberous varieties, from Cool Ranch, to Midnight Tacos, to even the refreshingly plain Toasted Corn, never fail to lift my spirits and give me a hip new attitude about life.

So if you have any ideas about how to make that happen, please feel free to let me know.

Doritos.

This Is My 300th Post

As you know, I’ve been in the habit of celebrating these milestones with hot photos of chicks with dicks, but since that always loses me followers, and I have a bunch of new ones, and I just posted some schoolgirls in various state of undress, one of whom was urinating, I’ll just take a moment to say, “Woo!  I’m enjoying this Tumblr thing,” and to thank you all for reading, and to say, “Wouldn’t it be awesome if this post was accompanied with a pic of a lady with a pretty, feminine face, nice pert breasts and a huge, throbbing, erect cock?”

See what you’re missing?  It’s just not the same, is it?

Happy Tumbling, me hearties.

On Racial Humor

Perhaps the subject needs more words.

There is a difference between racial humor and racist humor.  It’s a difference of intent.  There are worlds of differences between the many races and cultures on this planet, and good-natured humor about those differences is something that can actually bridge gaps and bring people closer together.  Racist humor, however, is rooted only in hatred and fear of the “other”, and has no interest in bridging, only in dividing and denigrating.

I am a practitioner of racial humor, when context allows, and it’s usually meant to mock or satirize other people’s racism.  I never make jokes about “niggers” raping white women, or how lazy Mexicans are, or how Jews are hook-nosed gold hoarders, unless I am mocking those beliefs and attitudes.  Many of my jokes are based in roleplaying and characters, and sometimes those characters are racists.

I’m not saying, “These jokes are good, and these jokes are bad,” because it’s not that simple and everybody but the most deluded zealots on either side of the issue knows that.

However, when somebody posts a joke about “niggers” that contains no context, no parentheticals, no clue as to intent, then the only conclusion I can reach is that they are a racist, and racists aren’t people I’m interested in knowing.

You can laugh with either hateful mockery or with love, with closed fists or open arms, and I’m going to stop right now before this turns into a Stevie Wonder song.

I Have a Line

I just unfollowed somebody for posting a bunch of “jokes”, some of which were rather virulently racist, so, oh my god, guess what everybody!

I can still be offended!

It’s quite a nice thing to discover after years on the Internet.  Rather refreshing, really.

Makes a man feel alive.